Ancient wizards return to Hogwarts.

When he left, he vowed never to set foot on this land again, but now he has broken his promise.

No, it was Salazar Slytherin who swore never to set foot in Hogwarts territory again. What does this have to do with me, Les Chasala Lint?

Les comforted himself.

He had also imagined before what kind of scene it would be like if he came back, under what circumstances he would come back, and what he would say to Godric and the others when he came back. As a result, even the biggest fantasy he had imagined None of it is as magical as the current situation.

A full thousand years have passed since the last time I came here, and my three old friends have also left here. But to say that the three of them turned into a handful of loess, Les didn't believe it.

Even if he can find a way to extend his life, will his three old friends really welcome death calmly? Rice thought it was unlikely. Maybe the three of them had woken up from a long sleep like themselves and returned here anonymously, or maybe they were still sleeping.

Rice would never admit that they were dead until he saw their bones.

A gust of cold wind blew by. Although the thick robes on his body blocked most of the cold, the exposed head, face and hands were unavoidable. The three of them all trembled.

A light suddenly appeared above the crowd, and a rich voice shouted: "First years, first years come over here! Harry, come over here, how do you do?"

Harry?

Like the students around him, Les looked in the direction of the lamp and saw a thin wizard wearing a wizard robe and with messy black hair coming out.

'That's Harry Potter? '

This is the thought that pops into many people's minds.

Everyone was a little disappointed when they saw Harry, because the person who appeared in their field of vision was an ordinary child, about ten years old, thin and small, with a hint of timidity. But if you think about it carefully, Potter should be like this. Take away the aura of the savior from him, and he is only an eleven-year-old child.

Rice met the boy who survived without any precautions.

Daphne tugged at the corner of Les's clothes and whispered to him in a low voice: "He looks so... ordinary?"

She was at a loss for words, but finally found the adjective that best suited Potter.

Yes, ordinary.

Les also felt that the guy was unremarkable and looked like an ordinary boy. He really didn't know how the Dark Lord fell into his hands. Maybe he would be able to figure it out after a close encounter in the future.

"So what do you think he should be like?" Les replied to Daphne while taking out several candy jars from his pocket.

"I, I don't know." She wanted to reply, "Like you," but when the words came to her lips, she was too embarrassed to say them.

"Take it." Les put a candy box containing a ball of blue fire into her hand, gave one to Hermione, and kept one for himself.

"It's a simple trick, you can use it to warm your hands. It will go out automatically after half an hour, so you don't have to worry about it." Holding the candy jar in his hand, Les felt a warmth spreading from his palms, and soon his hands were all warm. . He wiped his face with his hand, and all the chill left by the cold wind was dissipated.

Daphne, Hermione:!

"Amazing!"

What a blessing it is to have a warm fire in the cold wind.

"I'll teach you guys later." A smile appeared on Les's lips.

This spell was invented by him and improved by Rowena. It once helped them survive the bitter cold polar night in the Nordic wilderness.

Magic is like this, it has the effect of turning decay into magic and saving lives.

Going against the flow of people, Les and the other three came to Hagrid with jars of fire in their hands. He held a lantern and shouted a few more words. After confirming that no first-year students were left behind, he led the group of little wizards towards the school.

The road to Hogwarts Castle was steep and narrow, and it was pitch dark. The little wizards followed Hagrid as they stumbled along this bad road.

The deeper he walked, the more familiar the scenery in front of him felt. Finally, a black lake suddenly appeared at the end of the path. On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stood a majestic castle. The castle was lined with spiers and windows. It twinkles under the stars and competes with the night sky, just like a blurry dreamy wonderland.

Les seemed to have jumped through time and returned to a thousand years ago. On that morning thousands of years ago, the four of them walked through the rugged path and came to this lake, and finally decided to build their own magic school on this hillside.

Before that, the four of them had been arguing for a long time about the location of the school. Perhaps they were thinking about it day and night. Rowena Ravenclaw dreamed that a warthog led her to the lake. It led her to a land with abundant water and grass.

After dawn, she and her friends followed the guidance in the dream and finally found the place in the dream.

There are swamps, lakes, valleys, and mire here. Each founder can find a place they are satisfied with here, so everyone unanimously decided to build their own magic school here.

Of course, Les felt that Rowena's so-called "dream" was nonsense. She must have used some method to find this piece of land that she was very satisfied with, and then she was afraid that the other three people would have objections, so she made up such a story. Come out and give everyone a psychological hint.

If she really had such a dream, Les felt that the four of them should clean up the surrounding lakes and forests immediately to find the ghost who was pretending to be a ghost. Can such a dream be dreamed casually? There were too many prophetic hints in it, and Rowena Ravenclaw was not good at predicting the future.

After seeing Hogwarts Castle, everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them and couldn't help but let out a loud "oh".

"Ah, Hogwarts..." Les couldn't help but sigh. Thousands of thoughts and emotions were condensed in this sigh.

There was a row of small boats by the lake, and the students boarded the boats one by one under Hagrid's guidance. A boat can hold up to four people, and Hagrid himself has one boat. Les boarded the nearest boat with Hermione and Daphne, and Neville followed. Les noticed that Harry Potter and a red-haired boy sat on the boat next to him.

After everyone got on the boat, Hagrid shouted: "Forward!"

The boat immediately crossed the mirror-like lake and headed towards the huge castle that reached into the sky. As they approached the cliff on which the castle stood, it seemed to tower above them. The boat slowed down a bit as it approached the cliff, carrying the freshmen through the ivy curtain covering the front of the cliff, entering a secret entrance, traveling along a dark tunnel underneath the castle, and finally arriving at an underground dock. .

The students climbed onto a ground paved with gravel and pebbles, followed tunnels in the rock, and finally reached a flat, damp meadow in the shadow of the castle.

A huge oak door appeared in front of everyone. Hagrid walked up the steps and knocked on the door three times.

The door opened.