The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Sometimes, you have to sigh, maybe the so-called destiny really exists in the dark.

Because just when Anthony and Harry were talking to each other, they were enjoying themselves.

The sliding door of the compartment was suddenly opened.

The person with fiery red hair was none other than Ron.

"If you don't mind, can I sit here?" He pointed to the seat next to Harry.

"Everywhere else is full."

"Of course!" Harry moved towards the window.

"Thank you, oh! My name is Ron, Ron Weasley." Little Ron stretched out his hand and said enthusiastically.

Harry reached out and shook his hand, and said, "Harry Potter!"

"Harry Potter?"

Ron looked at him in surprise, and then said uncertainly: "Are you really Harry Potter?"

Harry nodded.He didn't think there was anything strange about his name.

However, because of his contact with Hermione, he also learned that his name seemed to be very famous in the wizarding world.

Hermione said she had seen his name in history books.

"Then you really have...I mean..."

"Lightning scar?" Anthony continued.

"Yes!" Ron nodded.

Then, at Ron's strong request, Harry reluctantly brushed away a lock of hair from his forehead, revealing a lightning-shaped scar.

"Maybe you should change your hair style, the kind that exposes the right side of your forehead, so you don't have to lift your hair." Anthony chuckled.

"Don't be ridiculous, Anthony. I don't want to be judged as a monster." Harry mumbled and quickly smoothed down his raised hair.

"How could it be a monster?" Ron quickly denied: "You killed the mysterious man. I mean everyone will regard you as a hero."

"How cool would it be if I had a scar too!"

He touched his forehead with a look of deep envy on his face.

Slowly the atmosphere in the cubicle gradually heated up.

Amidst the roar, the train moved forward slowly.

The four of them gradually became familiar with each other, and the topics of conversation began to increase.

Most of the time, Ron was talking, and the other three children were listening. They were all Muggles, and their understanding of the magical world was very limited.But Ron is different. He was born into a pure-blood family.He knows far more about the wizarding world than they do.

Except for Hogwarts.

This seems to be a well-established prank.

I don’t know how many years it has been circulating.

All adult wizards conceal the Sorting Ceremony at Hogwarts, which results in the young wizards not knowing what the Sorting Ceremony actually involves.

After Ron mentioned that his brother Fred told him that the sorting at Hogwarts was to allow freshmen to defeat a troll alone.

Harry and Hermione suddenly became worried.

Anthony on the side did not expose this lie.

This is a Hogwarts tradition.

He has to respect tradition, doesn’t he?

Time passed slowly, and Anthony, who was sitting on the steam train, couldn't help but miss the high-speed train in his previous life.

This broken train is too slow.

From London to Scotland, although he didn't know the specific location of Hogwarts, he thought it was only about 300 miles (480 kilometers).

It took seven or eight hours to get this old car there.

The bus departs at [-] noon and arrives at Hogwarts at [-] o'clock.

You must know that this is a direct route with no stops in between.

If you switch to high-speed rail, it can be reached in up to three hours.

Near noon, there was a loud noise in the aisle. A woman with a nice smile and dimples opened the compartment door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food from the car?"

"No, my mother prepared a sandwich for me." Ron, who was sitting outside, blushed and muttered.

"Anthony, did you bring lunch?" Hermione suddenly asked in a low voice.

She didn't bring lunch.

God knew the distance would be so long, and she had never been to Hogwarts.

Hermione was on the verge of tears.All she had was some biscuits.

Those were the snacks that Mr. Granger had prepared when he drove her to her in the morning, and there were still some left.

Of course Anthony had brought lunch, a lunch box prepared by the palace chef this morning, but after he saw the expressions on Harry and Hermione's faces, he immediately spread his hands in a bachelor manner and said that he didn't bring lunch either.

"I want it all!"

Harry looked up and pulled out a large pile of gold galleons from his jingling pockets.

"Wow!"

Ron, who was sitting next to Harry, immediately exclaimed.

This was the first time he had seen so much money.

...

Looking at such a generous Harry, Anthony couldn't help but have a toothache. Both he and Hermione only had fifty gold galleons per year.It's not like Harry, a wealthy man, who spends money so generously.

They bought a lot of things, such as Bibi multi-flavor beans, Chuibao Super Bubble Gum, chocolate frogs, pumpkin pie, pot cakes, licorice magic wands, and all kinds of weird things.

A total of 21 Silver Sickles were spent.About one and a half gold galleons (one galleung is equal to seventeen silver sickles.)

It can be seen that prices in the magical world are still quite low.

Harry bought enough food for four people.There were a lot of them, as many as a hill on everyone's legs.They definitely won't be able to finish it all.

This only cost more than a gold galleon.

Calculating this, one person can only spend one gold galleon at most for two days.

Fifty gold galleons can last for a hundred days!

The price is really not high.

However, food prices cannot be measured by food. This is the magical world, and those precious magic materials, experimental equipment, and magic props are the big deal.

Anthony touched the only eighteen galleons in his pocket...

Your Majesty, the majestic prince, will also have money worries one day.

Depend on!If I had known earlier, I should have borrowed some money from the mysterious court mage...

I feel sorry for a person like me who is not good at words and has an introverted personality. He can't open his mouth...

No, he had to think of a clever way to make a fortune quickly, otherwise he, who was used to spending money lavishly, would not be able to live in a tight life.

"Anthony, try this, it tastes really weird." Just as Anthony was thinking about his plan to make money, Harry's scream from the opposite side suddenly interrupted his thoughts.

"Ok?"

He took a piece of food that looked like pumpkin pie from Harry and took a big bite.

Um...

Crispy chicken flavor!

"Try these, multi-flavor beans." Ron opened a paper box and handed the colorful jelly beans inside to everyone.

"Don't give it to me, I don't like this..."

Anthony quickly refused, joking, how could he not know this stuff?

It’s weird that someone can smell the smell of earwax. Anthony would never try this kind of food that is a blind box to gamble on luck.

Don't ask why.

When asked, he had a dark face and extremely bad luck.

Seeing Anthony's refusal, Ron put the remaining braised beans back into the box, reached into his underwear pocket, and took out a fat gray mouse.

It's you!

pettigrew peter