The man behind Hogwarts

August 8rd is less than a month before the start of school.

Hagrid visited the Full Moon Shop again and brought a bag of rock biscuits and a large bottle of mead from the Leaky Cauldron.

He gave everyone in the store a cookie and a cup of mead.

When the clerks asked him why he did this, he said it was because happiness needed to be shared, but he only told William the specific reason why he was happy.

"William, yours." Hagrid did not forget William's gift.

Rock cake, honey water.

He knew that William liked to drink honey water, and fortunately the Leaky Cauldron bar made this, so he specially sealed a glass and brought it over.

William picked up a piece of rock biscuit and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. The biscuit was bigger than his face and thick.

‘After hiding for so long, you still can’t escape? ’

For a moment, he didn't know what to say.

"Hagrid, you said you gave everyone rock biscuits?"

"Of course, we are all friends. I have been baking it all day. Try it while it's hot."

"Gudu~" William didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Before he could even begin to speak, he heard a series of "ouch" sounds coming from the front yard. Just hearing the sound made him feel a toothache.

This is just great,

The Full Moon Store declared total annihilation.

Although werewolves are physically strong, they are only effective in wolf form. They do not have sharp fangs in human form.

'Hey, Mr. Granger is a dentist? ’

‘If I had known, I would have let him stay here as a guest for a few days and help everyone check their teeth. ’

William thought back to last year's Halloween.

He took Evelin and others to Hagrid's hut as guests, and Hagrid entertained them with rock cakes equally enthusiastically.

Fran is very honest.

He really eats it.

The cost was also obvious. He could only eat liquid food for three days after eating the rock cake, and his teeth felt loose even when he opened his mouth to speak.

'Now it's finally my turn...' William turned the rock cake around and admired it.

"Hagrid, what happened to make you so happy?" William asked.

Hagrid sat down and said: "The thing you helped me with divination some time ago came true. I went to find Harry a few days ago. Not only did I take him to purchase school supplies, but I also taught his cousin a lesson. Guess what? How to teach him a lesson?"

"Hit him?"

"No, no, it's even better than this." Hagrid said proudly: "I made him grow a pig tail. Hahaha, it matches him perfectly. Harry also secretly told me that his cousin looked like he was wearing a pig tail. The pig in the wig, now it’s better, the piglet has a tail.”

William pretended to be surprised.

Then he asked carefully about the details of that day, and listening to Hagrid's excited description, William calmly put the rock cake back into the bag.

"If Mr. Dumbledore hadn't allowed it, I would have even wanted to take Harry directly to Hogwarts."

"I have warned Harry's aunt and uncle and asked them to send Harry to King's Cross Station on September 9st..."

Hagrid was beaming with joy as he told the story, and it was obvious that he really liked Harry.

……

Since the arrival of August, time seems to have been put on an accelerator, and in the blink of an eye it is the first day of school.

The incoming first-year students set off with great expectations.

Hermione arrived at the station early, accompanied by her parents;

Harry asked Uncle Vernon to take him to the station the day before. Vernon angrily agreed. After sending Harry off, he took Dudley to the hospital. He was going to check whether the pig's tail could be cut off;

Neville has been happier lately.

He visited his parents some time ago. Although they did not remember him, his mother still gave Neville a gift.

It was an origami made of bubble gum paper.

Grandma asked Neville to throw it away, and Neville agreed verbally, but secretly stuffed the origami into his pocket.

In the hospital, Neville also met Uncle Crohn, who was his father's colleague and used to visit him every year. Although he hadn't seen him for several years, Uncle Crohn was still very good to him.

Grandma chatted with Uncle Crohn privately for a while,

After returning, grandma told Neville that Uncle Crohn had become his godfather.

Neville was happy.

The godfather took Neville to Diagon Alley to buy things and told him about the situation at Hogwarts, which greatly alleviated his fear.

Neville also learned the good news that Godfather Crohn is now a teacher at Hogwarts, which is really great.

Ron, who is also a freshman, is different.

Although he is also a freshman, he is not too unfamiliar with Hogwarts.

He counted on his hands how many brothers he had. Each brother was studying at Hogwarts. Every year when he came back, he would inevitably tell stories about the school. Ron was able to get acquainted with Hogwarts.

Following behind her mother were her two naughty brothers, Fred and George.

Ron's steps were brisk——

'It would be better if my wand could be new...'

Unfortunately, his family's finances are not good, and a new wand at 7 galleons is a bit expensive, so he is currently using an old wand, and there are still traces of tape wrapping it.

He was a little worried - would his classmates look down on him because of this...

There are many people who feel the same as them.

Whether born into a wizarding family or a Muggle family.

As a symbol of officially entering the wizarding world, Hogwarts will bear their time for the next seven years. To say who is not worried is probably only a very small number.

Draco was unfazed.

Even ambitious.

He had already made an admission manual before the start of school, and the first step was to form a small team with his childhood friends Crabbe and Goyle.

The three of them were all born into pure-blood families and should naturally enter Slytherin. Draco was very firm about this, and his father Lucius also believed in it.

Lucius agreed with Draco's plan and was even willing to strongly support it, all for the glory of the Malfoy family.

Draco's second step was to make a name for himself.

He wanted to find an opportunity to let everyone know him, and what could be more convenient than making friends with Harry Potter?

I believe that as long as he says his last name Malfoy, as a pure-blood Potter, he will definitely accept his kindness.

With eagerness to try, Draco set off.

……

kings cross station,

When Hermione crossed platform nine and three-quarters, she saw a train puffing out white smoke.

The train says 'Hogwarts Express'.

There were many people in the aisle next to the train, all with youthful faces. Some were talking proudly to their companions, obviously amplifying their voices. Hermione could tell at a glance what the other person was thinking.

There were also some students who looked slightly nervous and did not get on the bus immediately, but observed in the aisle.

'Smart, that's what I'm going to do. ’

Hermione raised her chin slightly and bowed before putting her on the train. People from the school would transport everyone to the dormitory after they were sorted into different schools.

After putting it down and saluting, she turned around and got out of the car. She walked on the side of the aisle against the wall as if nothing had happened.

From the front of the train to the end of the train, I observed with scanning eyes.

"Hey, this girl..." Hermione's eyes fell on a girl.

In the middle of the aisle, a girl stood pretty. She had light blond hair, slightly curved at the ends. She was wearing brown clothes. She was very beautiful and very confident.

The other person's face was full of confidence, and he had a sisterly temperament in his words and smiles.

Next to the girl, there are two boys. One boy has long hair and an unruly expression; the other boy is handsome, gentle and elegant.

Seeing the three of them, Hermione felt a little yearning.

This feeling is like a new student seeing a student union cadre and yearning for his strong enthusiasm.

Passing by the three people, I heard the blond girl talking. Her voice was very nice and she had a cool and badass vibe.

"Fran, your grades are not good. History of Magic is an A."

The girl spoke with a smile, and Hermione caught a glimpse of her two cute tiger teeth from the corner of her eye.

The boy named Fran said speechlessly: "Professor Binns's lecture was like reciting a prayer. There was no change in tone throughout the lecture. I didn't doze off and my mind was already strong."

"I haven't congratulated you yet. You are excellent in all subjects."

"It's easy to get straight A's. It's not something you can do casually."

Hearing a girl talk like this, both boys were used to it, but Fran even complimented her a little.

'Not only is she beautiful and confident, she also has a bit of a venomous tongue. ’ Hermione thought.

At the same time, Hermione mentally recorded the message:

1. The long-haired man is called Fran, and his history of magic grade is A, and A means passing. Obviously, the passing grade is a bit worse among the three, so the girls complained about it.

2. The teacher in the History of Magic class should be called Professor Binns. His lectures are boring, like reciting prayers.

‘Unfortunately, there is no information about this professor in the book I bought. ’

3. The girl’s grades are very good, she is excellent in all courses, and she is not explosively outstanding. She is really a beautiful person with good grades.

In just a short moment, Hermione had collected a lot of valuable information.

That girl left a deep impression on her.

'Every girl hopes to be like her...'

Thinking about the problem, Hermione walked to the front of the car and got on, walking along the corridor inside the train.

The doors to the first few boxes were closed, and they were probably full, so Hermione didn't bother them.

Walking all the way to the middle of the train, Hermione found a compartment door open, with two people sitting inside.

"Can I sit here?" Hermione asked politely.

"Of course!"

The two boys quickly sat down together, leaving an entire chair free for her.

Hermione subconsciously observed——

The two boys were honest and honest, and their honest character could be seen from the behavior of giving up their seats, which was good. Hermione hated meeting people with bad attitudes, especially before she was familiar with the wizarding world.

"My name is Hermione Granger. What are your names?"

"My, my name is Neville Longbottom."

"My name is Terry Boot, nice to meet you."

Neville was a little introverted, Terry was a little better... Hermione analyzed secretly, and then took the initiative to start a conversation about wizards and magic.

In just a few exchanges, she took control of the conversation in the box.

Thanks to her recent arduous reading, she understands many things in the magical world that ordinary little wizards never pay attention to.

While chatting, I looked outside through the glass window.

The three people I saw before were not far away, and they were still chatting about something.

‘Why don’t they get in the car? ’

Just as she was about to withdraw her gaze, a familiar figure burst into view. Hermione immediately approached the window so that she could see more clearly.

On the aisle outside the train,

A very good-looking boy walked forward unhurriedly, with a warm smile on his face and eyes as deep as the sea.

‘William? I actually ran into him. ’

Hermione thought of her parents' repeated instructions, and also recalled the scene when he took her shopping in Diagon Alley...

With a thought in my heart, I immediately prepared to say hello.

Before she could cry out, the three people she had seen before had already stepped forward to greet her. The beautiful girl even grabbed William's arm familiarly, and then hurriedly let go...

Hermione: "..."

She immediately bit her lips, her face almost turned red, but she thought to herself: "Fortunately, I didn't scream. It was too embarrassing."

For some reason, she turned her head to prevent William from seeing her, but her ears perked up.

Just listen to William communicating with a few people——

"Long time no see. Fran, you have gotten a lot stronger. Cedric, how is the place where the purple orchids are cultivated?"

He first communicated with the two boys. His speech was neither fast nor slow, gentle but firm, making people listen attentively without realizing it.

Hermione continued to gather information...

She found that William seemed to be very majestic. Even when the unruly Fran faced William, he behaved harmlessly.

The scene of several people talking is very harmonious, and it can be seen at a glance who is the leader.

After the two of them finished talking to Fran,

William put his right hand on the girl's head and gestured about her height, "Evelin, have you not eaten? Why haven't you grown any taller?"

'It turns out her name is Evelin, what a nice name...'

Evelin's tiger teeth were slightly bared, and she hit William a few times with her delicate little hands. She pretended to be angry and said, "I've grown a lot. Don't compare me with you. Your reference standard is wrong."

"Really?" William looked at Fran and Cedric in confusion.

Fran: "I don't think it's long either. Evelin, it doesn't matter if you don't eat yourself, but don't starve Nora. By the way, where is Nora?"

"You!" Evelin looked at Fran fiercely, "You say that again?"

Fran was a bit modest, "I'm just expressing my opinion... If you don't believe me, ask Cedric."

Three pairs of eyes fell on the honest Cedric.

Cedric stroked his chin and said hesitantly: "It's a little longer, but probably not much."

"Hahaha." Everyone laughed loudly, and Evelin covered her stomach with laughter. Seeing her not scrupulously laughing whenever she wanted, Hermione was really envious.

Evelin smiled and said, "Nora is at Draco's place and will be delivered to her when she gets to school."

"Draco?" Fran murmured the name, "Is he the brother you mentioned who often gets beaten?"

"That's him. He entered school this year. He came to my house to play a few days ago and secretly took Nora away. When he gets to school, I must teach him a lesson."

"What? How dare you secretly take Nora away? Evelin, be sure to call me when you beat him."

Fran clenched his fists and shouted, almost turning into a berserker.

"By the way, he also wants to ask William about Knockturn Alley, so you should ignore him then."

"No problem." William said casually.

"Get in the car first."