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The start of school is not a happy event for the students, even though Harry is happy to be back in that magnificent magic castle and see other friends he made in Gryffindor House, but thinking about the fourth grade Harder magic lessons...Harry sighed to himself, and dragged his heavy luggage out of a taxi - a Muggle taxi - which was Weasley *masked keyword* for sending them Got the courage to call while going to King's Cross station.

Just a bunch of big suitcases, when Ron puts the cage of the squealing excited piglet (Ron's new pet, a baby owl who might be hyperexcitable) into the car Harry felt as though the taxi driver's suspicious gaze was poking a hole in his back.They got into the car under the suspicious gaze of the taxi driver. Along the way, only Harry and Hermione, who understood the meaning of the driver's strange sight, kept smiling awkwardly. When they finally arrived at the station gate, Harry felt his cheeks I'm about to freeze up laughing.

It rained more and more for several days. After everyone unloaded their luggage and rushed into the station in the heavy rain, everyone was soaked.

After finally squeezing into the car and finding an empty box to sit down, Harry wrung his clothes trying to wring the water out.

"Mommy!" Ron said irritably, poking his head out of the car to Weasley *masked key words*, "What the hell is it that all three of you know and are keeping from us?"

Harry put down his clothes and leaned over. Weasley *masked key words* and Ron's brothers, Bill and Charlie, who came to see him off along the way, they seemed to be hiding something, but judging by their expressions, it should be Is it a fun good thing?

"I reckon you'll figure it out tonight," said Weasley *blocked keywords* with a smile, "it's going to be exciting, let me tell you, I'm so glad they changed the charter..."

"What rules?" asked Harry, Ron, Fred, and George at the same time, filling the windows of the car.

"Professor Dumbledore will tell you! Well, be nice, you know? Did you hear that, Fred? And you, George?" Weasley *masked keywords* warned the twins with a stern look , successfully broke the topic.

"Tell us what's going on at Hogwarts!" Fred yelled out the window, the train whistled loudly, started, Weasley *masked keywords*, Bill on the platform And Charlie's figure was moving away from them quickly, but Weasley *masked keyword* just smiled and waved at them, and before the train could turn the corner, she, Bill and Charlie Apparated out of sight.

As soon as the train got out of the platform, Harry and the others hurriedly retracted their heads and closed the windows. The dense raindrops crackled on the glass windows, and everything outside was foggy, as if they were driving in a cloud like.

"They all knew what was going to happen," he said sullenly, sitting down beside Harry. "My own mother won't even tell!"

"Hush!" Hermione, who took out her book and was about to start reading, suddenly called Ron to be quiet. She pressed a finger to her lips and pointed to the compartment next to them.Harry and Ron fell silent and listened carefully, when a familiar drawn-out voice drifted in through the open door.

"...do you know my father considered sending me to Durmstrang instead of Hogwarts, he knew the headmaster of that school and you know what he thought of Dumbledore ..." was Malfoy's voice.

"Hahaha, you didn't go to Durmstrang, isn't it because your mother doesn't want you to go to school so far away!" A male voice said jokingly, and Hermione recognized that it was the voice of Malfoy's friend Zabini. Harry they lip-synched 'Zabini' and the two boys nodded.

"To be honest, Durmstrang's attitude towards magic is much more reasonable than that of Hogwarts. I heard that there are many practical classes there, especially the powerful black magic. If you can learn how to use black magic correctly If so, Durmstrang would be a good place." This cold female voice... Hermione froze for a moment, and Hermione hadn't heard from her since saying goodbye in the commotion after the Quidditch final , but how could she forget her voice—it was Pansy.

Seeing Hermione's stunned look, Harry and Ron glanced at each other, Ron stood up, and tiptoely closed their compartment door gently, so as not to let the voices of Malfoy or Pansy from the next door come in again.

"Cough... so Durmstrang is also a magic school?" Harry turned his head and finally thought of an interruption point—even though he returned to the old house that night because Bellatrix Things were a bit confusing, but after that, Hermione told him and Ron about Pansy's farewell-although Ron scolded Pansy angrily at that time, they were not fools after all, and Hermione was in her They could see how much work had gone into their friendship with Pansy.So after cursing and cursing, after the anger subsided, they never mentioned the name Pansy in front of Hermione again.

"Ah? Oh...yes," Hermione came back to her senses when Harry asked her this, "Hogwarts, Durmstrang, and Beauxbatons are the three most famous magic schools in Europe, but Germany Armstrong's reputation is not very good, according to the "Evaluation of European Magical Education", this school attaches great importance to black magic."

"I think I've heard of it," said Ron vaguely. "What country is it in?"

Hermione raised her eyebrows, "It's good at teaching the Dark Arts."

"What does this mean?" Ron frowned and asked in confusion.

"Alas... at present, the reputation of black magic is very bad. Of course, the location of Durmstrang School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, which is famous for teaching black magic, is top secret information!" Hermione said, thinking for a while before continuing, " But I'm guessing that Demslang is somewhere far in the north of Europe, because the pictures and descriptions I saw in the book said, their school uniforms included thick fur cloaks, it must be a very cold place .”

After Harry and the others interrupted her, on the surface Hermione didn't bother with Pansy anymore. Not long after, Ron and Harry got together and talked about Quidditch, and Hermione also took out the book and started reading. .

Everything seems to be ok, peaceful...but is it?

The words on the book seemed to suddenly become incomprehensible. After realizing that she had read the same passage five times without seeing anything, Hermione took a deep breath, let the book lie on her lap, and turned around. Head looking out the window.The train kept going north, and the rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Even if we looked out from the water marks that quickly passed over the glass window of the carriage, even though it should be broad daylight according to the time, the sky outside was dark .

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After arriving at Hogwarts, the heavy rain had no intention of stopping at all. The little wizards who were already wet were attacked by Peeves' water polo before entering the auditorium. When Peeves laughed and flew away, everyone watched It looked like falling into a black lake and shuffling into the auditorium dripping water.

The school's well-known 'Black Lion' Miss Camille and the heir of the Slytherin family, Miss Sylvia Slytherin, sat at the long tables of the two colleges at both ends of the auditorium, drinking elegantly the hot chocolate they got from nowhere His appearance really made people look a little bit aggrieved.

"How did you make such a ghostly look?" Camille asked with a disgusted expression. Not only did she look disgusted on her face, she actually moved to the dry place next to her, carefully avoiding a bunch of wet little wizards They had a chance to get their drops of water to her.

"It's raining heavily outside! Could it be that, Senior Camille, you lived in school yesterday?!" Ron yelled loudly.

Camille looked at Ron, and finally stopped her gaze on Hermione, "Syl and I just arrived, but... so your wands were all broken on the train? Otherwise, why don't you get some dry wands?" Zhou? Forget it with Ron and Harry, probably they won't dry Zhou, but... Hermione, do you remember that you are a wizard?"

"..." When Camille said this, Hermione immediately stopped twisting the hem of her clothes, and hurriedly pulled out her magic wand from the school robe pocket with a red face, and threw herself a few dry clothes. Cursed, I threw a few more to Ron and Harry, and the clothes and hair of the three of them dried out quickly, "Uh... forgot..." Hermione whispered awkwardly.

The Slytherin table was not much better, but fortunately, Sylvia didn't need to remind her aloud, her slightly furrowed eyebrows and looking up and down in her eyes were enough to make this group of people feel happy after a summer vacation. Most of the magic skills were given to the professors. The little Slytherin wizard shuddered and recalled some magic knowledge.

While the senior students were helping the junior wizards dry their clothes, Sylvia turned to look at the professor's seat. Except for the headmaster's seat in the middle, which was temporarily vacant, the seat next to the headmaster, which should be Professor McGonagall, was also vacant. Besides, a huge chair next to the professor's seat was also empty, oh, that's Professor Hagrid's seat—he was responsible for leading the first-year freshmen across the lake every year, but today's storm... Tsk tsk, if a little wizard falls into the lake, I don't know how Professor Hagrid, who was previously punished by the Ministry of Magic and not allowed to use magic, plans to get people out of the tentacles of the big squid in the lake.

Then... Sylvia's eyes saw that there was still a vacant seat, which was the professor's seat for Defense Against the Dark Arts. I don't know which unlucky person Principal Dumbledore hired to teach this class this year.

After finally surviving the sorting ceremony, everyone finally ushered in their first meal at Hogwarts this school year.

After Camille happily ended the meal with a fourth dark chocolate lava cake and a large cup of mint tea, Headmaster Dumbledore stood up, the plate disappeared instantly, and the table returned to being empty again, The buzzing voices in the hall stopped suddenly, only the howling of the wind and the beating of the heavy rain could be heard.

"Okay!" Dumbledore said, looking at everyone with a smile, "Now we are all full and full. According to the usual practice, I must ask everyone to pay attention to a few notices again."

"Our administrator, Mr. Filch, wants me to tell you that this year, there are a few more prohibited items in the castle. They are..." Dumbledore looked down at a note in his hand— The note was so long that it couldn't even fit on Principal Dumbledore's desk and fell to the floor, he pushed the half-moon eyes and continued, "They are, Screaming Balls, Toothed Frisbees and Lian Boomerang. As you have seen, the entire list includes about 430 seven items, which can be seen in Mr. Filch's office, and those who are interested can check it out." Dumbledore blinked playfully as he said , the corners of his mouth twitched a few times.

"We've copied a list," Camille heard one of the Weasley twins whisper to Jordan Lee, who was sitting next to them.

"This list must be memorized, and we have to develop new gadgets that are not on it!" Said the other twin.

Camille rolled her eyes secretly, and recited all the names, appearances and functions of more than 400 prank toys... Merlin, if the twin brothers use this ability for serious study, the key to Weasley's shielding Zi* must be screaming and jumping happily.

Headmaster Dumbledore would not know what happened underneath, he continued: "As before, I would like to remind everyone that the Forbidden Forest on the edge of the lawn outside the castle is not accessible to students, and Hogsmeade village, anyone under the third grade Students are not allowed to patronize."

After the regular school start warning, Dumbledore did not stop, "I also regret to tell you that there will be no College Quidditch match this year."

"What?!!" Not to mention that Harry was so surprised that he couldn't breathe, the entire Gryffindor table erupted into an astonishing shout - Quidditch has always been the strong point of Gryffindor House, whether it is speed The pleasure of galloping or the excitement of the game made this group of little lions crazy, not to mention that Quidditch also has a bonus effect on the Academy Cup-it can be said that apart from the Quidditch game, Gryffindor They rarely can add a lot of points to their colleges.

Dumbledore smiled and raised his hand to press it down, stopping the wailing of the Gryffindors who were in great pain, "This is because a big event will start in October and last for the entire school year, which will take up most of the A lot of energy for the professors, and for a small number of students - but I'm sure we'll all have a lot of fun out of it, and I'm honored to announce that this year at Hogwarts...  .”

Just as Principal Dumbledore was about to announce a major event, at this moment, there was a deafening thunder, and at the same time, there was a loud "BOOM!", the door of the auditorium was knocked open, and a *shielded keyword *At the door, he was leaning on a cane and dripping from a black traveling cloak wrapped around him.

Everyone turned their heads to look at that person, suddenly a flash of lightning flashed across the ceiling of the auditorium that can fully reflect the external weather, the light of the lightning illuminated the stranger, he took off his hood, shook out his long gray hair, Go to the professor's chair.

"Deng! Deng! Deng!" Every step he limped, a hollow voice echoed in the auditorium.

Another bolt of lightning streaked across the ceiling, this time clearly illuminating his face, and gasps echoed throughout the auditorium.

It was a chilling face. Apart from wrinkles, the somewhat old face was covered with various scars everywhere. The nose was almost completely gone, as if it had been flattened by something.

But it was his eyes that were most frightening.One eye is small, black, and shiny, just like the eyes of ordinary people, but the other eye is very big, as round as if a bright blue glass bead was directly inserted into the eye socket , and it kept moving weirdly, turning up and down, left and right, completely irrelevant to the normal eye.

The man said something to Dumbledore, and then, under the silent gaze of the whole school, he sat down on the seat belonging to the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor and took a plate of sausages. The man did not use the cutlery on the table, but took it from his pocket He took out a silver knife, carefully poked a sausage, held it up to his nose and smelled it, probably finally confirmed that the sausage was not poisoned, and then started eating.

"Great, now we are due, please allow me to introduce our new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor," Dumbledore's cheerful voice broke the oppressive silence in the auditorium, "Professor Moody."