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An hour later, Granger returned to the carriage with Longbottom, and before Hermione sat down, she began to share with the two seniors what she had just seen.

"I just saw Harry Potter!" Granger said quickly, feeling that she was trying to appear calm and steady, but was eager to tell what he saw and heard. "He has nothing to say about his reputation." I know, and I don’t know how to use magic!”

Both Sylvia and Camille were reading, and it was obvious that the two of them had a different indifference towards Harry Potter than most wizards in the wizarding world. Camille raised his head and glanced at Granger, "He seems to be just a wizard from the wizarding world." Boys who don't know, magic requires accumulation and continuous practice to improve, and Potter's 'reputation' will not help him get good grades in class."

"Hey, why is my clear spring like water spell always unsuccessful? Is it okay to analyze the spell?" Camille turned and poked Sylvia next to her.

"Spells involving elements are inherently more difficult, let me see..." Sylvia pulled the parchment on Camille's table to look at it, and nodded after a while, "The analysis is fine, Have you tried the flame spell? It seems that Gryffindor is said to represent fire, maybe you can try the flame spell first."

"Help me take a look at this transfiguration. I feel that it is a bit difficult to perform transfiguration in the third grade... I tried it myself at the end of last semester, and I always have problems with my living transfiguration." Sylvia said her transfiguration The self-study notes are pushed in front of Camille. Transfiguration is the most troublesome subject for Miss Cassandra, who is all excellent. The content of the first two years is not bad, but in the third grade they will start to learn the transfiguration that turns the living body into an object. Sylvia was a little worried.

Hermione Granger, an all-A student since she was a child, came to the mysterious magical world alone after being informed that she was a witch. All the textbooks were memorized during the summer vacation, and now she heard the two senior sisters opposite her discussing content that she couldn't understand at all, she finally understood that her level was still very shallow.But the proud Miss Granger is not one to give up so easily!She believes that she can quickly follow in the footsteps of her classmates in the near future, just like the tone that sounds not very good, but after careful consideration, what Senior Sister Camille said is the truth, as long as a lot of With study and practice, she believed that she would not lose to anyone born in a wizarding family!

In order to change their school uniforms, Hermione and Neville both went out again. Sylvia and Camille, who had already changed into their wizard robes and school uniforms before getting on the bus, did not have this problem. They just took out ties of different colors and tied them. up.

The train slowed down and finally came to a stop in total darkness.The little wizards, especially the freshmen, squeezed towards the car door, got down on a dark and small platform and stood there at a loss what to do, "First graders come here!" The huge guard of the Forbidden Forest Hagrid beckoned to the panic-stricken new students and led them on a traditional trip across the lake.

"Oh! By the way, you didn't come by train in the second grade. Come on, the old students took...I think it's probably a carriage to school." Sylvia pulled Lacamille's clothes and walked ahead to lead the way.

Walking down a rough and muddy path next to the platform at Hogwarts Terminal, at least a hundred carriages were waiting for the remaining students.

"Thestrals?" Camille called softly. In front of each car was tied a strange, skinny creature that looked like it would fall if blown by the wind. They looked like dragons, but their bodies were more like scrawny ones. The black horse has no flesh at all, the black fur is tightly attached to the bones, and the bones are clearly visible. There is a pair of huge bat-like wings growing on the shoulder blades.

"Can you see them?" Sylvia asked a little surprised, opened the door of an empty carriage and sat in.

"Underground fighting arena, remember?" It's not uncommon for a few people to die occasionally in an underground fighting arena. No one will come to find out where these inexplicably missing people are.Camille was rather surprised that Sylvia could also see thestrals. Only by witnessing death can one see this kind of creature, otherwise they are invisible, "You can see it too? I thought that although those foster families You're not well, but at least you didn't kill anyone."

"No," the carriage began to move forward slowly, and Sylvia calmly talked about her first memory, "When I was born, I watched my mother die in front of my eyes."

"Wait a minute...do you remember your 'birth'?!" Camille couldn't believe that this woman's memory was so good? !

Sylvia nodded, "Although I mostly only remember bits and pieces when I was a baby, well, I still remember that pale woman with blue eyes lying on a Muggle hospital bed and dying. But ...I'm actually not very sad, or I was too busy hiding my abilities and disguising myself afterwards, I was probably so busy that I forgot to feel sorry for her, when I think about it now, I don't feel much anymore."

Camille nodded knowingly, and her tone was rarely gentle, "You don't know her, it's not sad and it's normal, I don't even know who my parents are, and I don't really care, we are both very happy. For a self-reliant person, crying and whining are not worth a meal."

"So, do you remember how tall your mother is?" Camille changed the subject immediately.

"What?" Sylvia didn't keep up with Camille's jumping train of thought. She was still talking about a dignified topic just now, why did she suddenly jump to height?

Camille glanced at Sylvia up and down, and raised her head triumphantly, "How tall is your mother? Don't you see if you have a chance to catch up to my height?"

It's a brand new starting point... Sylvia has never looked at her memory of her mother who had never met before dying from such a strange angle, and now the sad atmosphere of that picture is completely disrupted Yes, Sylvia couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Well, let me think about it... She was lying on the bed, not sure how tall she was..." Sylvia narrowed her eyes and thought about the sad scene before, "I remember There's a nurse standing next to it, um...my mother is taller than her, so I guess she's about 5.4 to 5.5 feet."

"Ha!" Camille laughed mockingly, "Most daughters are taller than mothers, so you may only grow to 5.5 feet! And I - when I bought a new robe for summer vacation, I was already 5.7 feet tall! Haha A dwarf is a dwarf!"

"What's the use of being so tall! The magic power is just that little!" Sylvia snapped back from another angle. Although she really wanted to catch up with Camille's height, but now think about her mother... okay Well, Sylvia is basically going to give up this one - 5.5 feet is completely enough for a woman!Who grows so fast like Camille, is he planning to grow to the sky!

The carriage pulled by thestrals stumbled all the way towards the castle. There was a creaking sound from the old carriage and a faint musty smell mixed with straw, which did not affect Sylvia and Camille at all. Childish and boring bickering in the carriage.

The sorting ceremony, which was originally a bit too lengthy for little wizards, quickly became different this year because of Professor McGonagall shouting "Harry Potter!" Camille secretly laughed at those The idiots who stared forward, hoping to see what the famous 'Boy Who Lived' looked like in the wizarding world, although in doing so she probably included most of the entire auditorium in the scope of her mockery.

The tattered hat hesitated for a moment on the boy's head, which was a little strange, could the boy who killed Voldemort still make the Sorting Hat hesitate to sort him into Gryffindor?

"Gryffindor!" the hat shouted the final decision to the whole restaurant.

Look, heh, the savior boy has to go to Gryffindor to highlight his heroic and tragic life experience, as if the only 'poor boy' who died of his parents during the horror created by Voldemort, Camille mocked think.

On the other side of the restaurant, what caught Sylvia's attention even more was the slightly long pause of the Sorting Hat, and the slightly squirming mouth of the boy, as if he was muttering something again.Judging from the encounter in the owl shop that day, the Potter boy should be Hufflepuff even if he is not Gryffindor, but Mr. Potter can make Mr. Potter think so that the sorting hat will sort him to Gryffindor, West Sylvia felt that the hesitant option of the Sorting Hat must not be Hufflepuff, but the most likely Slytherin, which is completely opposite to Gryffindor and Mr. Potter doesn't like.

This leads to another thought-provoking question. That Mr. Potter, who is so simple and seems to be unable to live a good life before entering the magic world, can have both Gryffindor and Slater at the same time. Lin's traits?Bravery and resourcefulness are two characters that often conflict. From Sylvia's point of view, she also agrees that the old headmaster who is sitting in the middle of the professor's chair has such a seemingly contradictory character.

That Harry Potter?Sylvia doesn't think so, but she is not in a hurry to make a decision. The matter of Mr. Potter basically has nothing to do with her. She chats.

The thin boy took off his hat and trembled all the way to the long table of Gryffindor amidst the cheers. This year's prefect, Percy of the Weasley family, stood up to shake hands with him, and the twin brothers stood up even more. Get up and shout, "We've got Potter! We've got Potter!"

Camille was very thankful that the seat she had chosen was a little further away from the 'turmoil zone' where Potter was seated, at least she could enjoy her start-of-term dinner relatively quietly.

After everyone finished their sumptuous meal, Professor Dumbledore stood up.The restaurant quickly became silent.

"I want to say a few more words to you. At the beginning of the semester, I would like to put forward a few points for everyone to pay attention to. Attention first-year freshmen, students are prohibited from entering the woods on campus. Some of our old classmates should also remember Live this."

Dumbledore's shining eyes glanced at the Weasley twins, and then at Camille, "Next, Mr. Filch, the administrator, wants me to remind everyone not to cast magic in the hallway between classes. Quidditch The review of Odd players will be held in the second week of this semester. Anyone who is interested in participating in the college team please contact Mrs. Hooch."

After talking about the selection of Quidditch every year, it is the end of Principal Dumbledore's speech, but this year there seems to be some changes. Principal Dumbledore continued: "Finally, I must tell everyone that those who do not want to encounter accidents and pain Those who died tragically, please do not enter the corridor on the right side of the fourth floor."

Oh, isn't this a hint to lure some Gryffindors into that corridor... Looking at some Gryffindors around who were eager to try, Camille rolled her eyes silently.

The freshmen will follow the prefects to the lounge at the end, while the old students will go first in twos and threes.Camille walked along the spiral staircase of Gryffindor Tower to the dormitory, huh?The name plate on the door says 'Hermione Granger', isn't it the little girl with big front teeth and excited talk?Almost forgot, she turned out to be a Gryffindor.

Camille opened the door and walked into the bedroom with only two people on the side.

After the Quidditch selection last year, the dormitory where Camille used to live had amazingly two official players and a first-year roommate who was also a fan of Quidditch. After the third game, Angelina Embarrassed, she asked Camille if she could bother her to exchange dormitories with another friend of hers, Alia Spinnet, who was also a regular team member.

Shocked!Camille happily agreed without even thinking about it, especially when she later found out that the girl's dormitory was a small dormitory next to the tower, a room for two!And the other person who lives in it now is a senior who is about to graduate from the seventh grade. Every day, she is overwhelmed by NETWs, and most of them are in the lounge to catch up with homework, or look up information in the library-it's perfect!

Camille welcomed her new roommate this year - Hermione Granger, a freshman in the first year.Camille's requirements for roommates have been lowered and lowered. Now she only hopes that Miss Granger will not be a fan of Quidditch at least. Others... Camille feels that she should not have too many expectations in life.