hogwarts rose

After the second grade, little wizards don't enter Hogwarts by boat.

The sixth-grade prefects led the half-new second-year kids from their respective houses to ride in the legendary Hogwarts horse-free carriage.

"That's cool, bro. It's a lot more fun than a boat ride."

Ron was always the first in a group to express his opinion, but there was nothing wrong with what he said.

Triya looked curiously at the long row of convertible cars on the side of the road, and there were two black ropes floating in front of each car.

According to the position of the rope, there should be a horse pulling the cart in front, but the fact is that the front of the carriage is empty.

The horse-free carriage has always been a major factor in people's desire to explore the mystery of Hogwarts, according to guesses in some miscellaneous books Tria has read.

This may be a small mechanism created by the professors through the levitation spell, in order to make their last journey to school more interesting.

Some people also say that this set of frames is a product of alchemy provided by Nicole Flamel, but according to Tria's observation, there is a high probability that it is not.

The biggest possibility is magical creatures, and the most popular guess is thestrals.

They are reptilian in appearance, scrawny, with dragon-like faces and broad, bat-like wings.But the body is more like a horse, and it is smart and gentle. If some strange people insist on using such a creature to pull a cart, it is probably feasible.

And they also have the quality of invisibility, which is said to be visible only to those who have witnessed death.

But this kind of creature is very rare, and Hogwarts still needs at least a dozen Thestrals even if the students are divided into several groups to ride in the car.

Moreover, because of the characteristics and appearance of thestrals, most people regard them as an unlucky symbol, so there has been no definite result in the discussion about the "horseless carriage" at Hogwarts.

Tria approached with interest the reins at the front of the carriage.

"Is there a horse?"

She asked in a low voice, but was interrupted by Harry's voice behind her.

"So why is it called a horseless carriage?"

"Aren't they horses? What are they?"

Harry also leaned over, but didn't realize that his words confused the eyes of his friends.

"What did you see?"

Hermione was more reliable than them. She climbed into a compartment when they arrived and took a seat for them, so she didn't have to wait for the next batch of cars.

But now, as she stared at Harry, she felt that the carriage under her butt was not so stable.

"It's...these...skeleton horses with wings?"

Harry hesitated to answer, scratching his head, and Tria's eyes lit up.

"It's thestrals!"

The seniors in front of the motorcade were already urging them on, and the few people stopped standing still, but climbed onto the frame one by one in a hurry.

On the way to Hogwarts Castle, Tria explained the story between the "horseless carriage" and thestrals to the puzzled friends, and the reason only Harry could see it was probably because only he really Face death head on.

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The moment a group of wizards re-entered the castle after a summer vacation, a small figure precisely rushed towards Tria.

"Race!"

Reese jumped from the crystal chandelier on the top of the hall. Although he is small, his body is made of solid magical metal, which is denser than stone.

Falling from such a high place, if he really jumped on Tria, then Tria would probably have to spend tonight in the medical room.

Several young wizards nearby were startled by the sudden appearance of Reese, and no one reacted to push Tria away, and Tria herself stood there stupidly.

She even opened her arms, wanting to have a warm hug with her little friend whom she hadn't seen in months.

"idiot."

A familiar and cold voice sounded in everyone's ears.

The man with a stinky face standing in the hall waved his wand, Reese's free-falling body slowed down, and finally landed on Tria's shoulder dangling.

"professor!"

Triya looked towards the end of the crowd in surprise.

Snape was still wrapped in a black robe, and the effect of the beauty potion on him had faded a lot, but overall, this Slytherin viper headmaster still looked very energetic.

"It seems that our Miss Black is ready to avoid school with injury."

Snape withdrew his wand expressionlessly, staring at Tria's mocking words.

Triya had long been used to this man's way of speaking, so she trotted over without caring at all.

"Hey, thank you professor."

Snape glanced at Reese slowly, and hummed softly, accepting her thanks.

Reese, who had done something bad, grabbed Tria's shoulder with some guilt, not daring to make a sound.

"Go and sit in the auditorium when you arrive."

Snape flicked the hem of his robe and walked towards the auditorium after leaving a word.

I don't know why he stood in the hall waiting for so long.

Is it just to let the little wizard who arrived first go to the auditorium?

The prefects who led the team were confused, and they would not arrange professors to remind them in previous years. This is a common practice.

No matter what anyone thinks, Triya cheerfully greets her friends and runs to the auditorium together.

It may be that distance produces beauty. After two months of absence, everyone is familiar with Hogwarts and has different degrees of beautification filters.

Even the old Slytherin bat, who has always been avoided by people, seemed a little kind.

The chattering little wizards, headed by Tria, followed Snape closely to the auditorium.

The most daring ones even accosted Snape, asking him how he spent his summer vacation.

Then he got the unfriendly eyes from the old professor.

How did you spend your summer vacation?

Snape, who dismissed the boring brat, recalled the potion he made this summer with a blank face, feeling that the holiday was nothing special.

The only thing that was a little different was the letter from Oncasia asking for some potion recipes, and the silly German specialty from Tria.

He sent Uncasia a long scholarly essay that counted as a dissertation, but he sent nothing back to Tria.

Snape glanced diagonally at Tria, who was chatting with friends.

The little girl didn't send him anything after that, could it be that she was unhappy that she didn't receive a gift in return?

Snape frowned, but thinking of those sweet gummy bears, a bunch of sausages, and German wine...the frown tightened even more.

Since coming to Hogwarts, the old professor who had never started a fire by himself and would not prepare afternoon tea or red wine before going to bed felt deeply helpless about those specialties.

Those things are still wrapped in the deepest part of the cellar.

Anyway, let's just give a gift in return.

Snape quickened his pace.

It's easy to say that he took advantage of the little girl.