This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

After experiencing the epic event of the toad retrieval case (this evaluation was given by Andrew, he can guarantee that many current Hogwarts students will mention this event in their words in the future), the long journey suddenly came to life. .

Satisfied idlers from all grades rushed back to their boxes to deal with their own affairs after watching Harry - it was the last day of summer vacation. If it weren't for Harry Potter, how precious would this time be that couldn't be wasted?

When several students who realized something was wrong and began to call friends frantically were lying on the table to complete their homework, Professor McGonagall, who was preparing to welcome new students in Hogwarts, welcomed an owl sent by the Hogwarts Express.

After opening the letter and looking at it for less than half a minute, she found Dumbledore who showed up in the office on time with a strange expression.

"What happened, Minerva?"

Dumbledore looked puzzled, "What did the Weasley brothers do in the car? But isn't today the first day of school?"

Judging from years of practice, there shouldn't be any violations today, because students who habitually violate rules have little fighting power today. Even the Weasley brothers, the most troublesome in recent years, did not cause trouble when they returned to school last year. What about deducting points?

"Not the Weasley brothers, but the Potters."

Professor McGonagall handed over the letter.

After reading quickly, Dumbledore's expression became strange, "On the train, he took some freshmen with him and helped another new student find a toad?"

"But didn't Hagrid say...he's a little shy?"

"This is not something that a shy student did. Now almost everyone on the train knows that he personally helped his classmates before enrolling."

"That's a good thing, Minerva."

Dumbledore looked relieved, "It's not a bad thing to be willing to help classmates. If he is willing to do so, that would be even better. Maybe we will have an excellent prefect."

"That's not necessarily the case, Albus. There was no conflict this time because there was no sorting... No one wants their college to lose him before the sorting. If the academy is sorted, I'm afraid there will be another James..."

"There's nothing wrong with that. James is fine too."

Dumbledore concluded.

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"Where are you?"

After sleeping for a while, Andrew got up and asked - he hadn't slept enough in the first place, and after the discussion, he felt sleepy and lay down for a while.

"Should be arriving soon?"

Justin looked a little panicked, "It's getting dark."

"Indeed," Andrew yawned, "If it can't arrive until tomorrow morning, I suggest that the train be renamed. The express is not that slow."

"Then let's put on formal clothes. I'll probably remind you later. I think we won't be allowed to dress randomly on the first day of school."

And indeed it is.

Just after they changed their clothes, someone started to notify them that they were getting ready to get off the bus.

"The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train and we will take you to school."

Such a sound also sounded in the car at the same time.

"Let's go."

Andrew wiped his warm palms and pressed his face, "Go to the Sorting House."

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"Freshmen, freshmen come over here!"

On the platform, which was not very conspicuous, a giant, who was much more conspicuous than the platform, held a lamp and shouted.

Andrew was in the middle of the queue. When he saw the man who should be Hagrid lowered his head and whispered something to the crowd, he shouted again and again.

"Are there any more freshmen? Follow me!"

Soon, the gathered freshmen followed Hagrid, and then began to walk on the extremely rugged road.

'It stands to reason that there should be a better way. This bumpy road should be reserved exclusively for first-year freshmen, so in theory, it should be accompanied by a reminder of the bumpy journey of the founders of the school, who still managed to survive in such a difficult environment. Words like being able to build schools...but nothing..."

Andrew didn't know whether it was because there were no words for them to understand on their own or because the person leading the way forgot to understand the commentary, but the road was indeed so difficult that he lost the desire to continue complaining.

However, after crossing a not-so-easy path again, they finally saw a huge castle from a distance.

In the midst of admiration, Hagrid's voice came again.

"Did you see those small boats? There can be no more than four people in each boat!"

…

So it’s really our ancestors who traveled across mountains and rivers to build schools. We should remember to learn, right?

Andrew complained as he squeezed into a boat with the students he met in the box, and then moved the wand to a convenient position.

I don’t know what magic was cast on the boat. If a group of novices rowed a boat, it would have been more exciting than a bumper car. But now, the boat, which was supposed to move backwards without moving or even bump into each other, took Andrew with almost no need for human control. They kept up with Hagrid's own ship, even at an even pace.

This made Andrew's urge to curse suddenly come back, and the wand was no longer squeezed so tightly.

It seems that the school has already predicted the relevant situation, but there is no protection in appearance. In fact, there will definitely be no accidents.

‘As expected of magic. ’

With this mentality, Andrew was even in the mood to chat with his teammates while looking at the surrounding scenery - it was indeed very nice, and if there were fish in the lake, it would be even better to take a shot.

After passing through a somewhat hidden passage, they finally came to a place that looked more like a dock.

"arrive!"

"Ah, Leif!"

Hagrid's voice was followed by Neville's scream, and his toad seemed reluctant to come ashore.

After a slight thump, Andrew heard another cry, "No!"

Then there was a loud thumping sound.

His originally relaxed mood suddenly became tense, and the wand was quickly held in his hand and pointed in the direction of the sound.

"Wingardim Leviosa!"

But what sounded was not one voice, but more than a dozen - it could be seen that everyone practiced the floating spell seriously.

Neville's toad almost flew into the sky and was easily held by its owner.

Something wasn't right about the other person who fell into the water - she was almost lifted onto the boat by her hair. And it’s fallen a lot.

One levitating spell is theoretically harmless, but a dozen or so are different.

The pain was still there, and she sobbed softly when she saw the fallen hair.

"It doesn't matter. Madam Pomfrey will cure you soon. You won't miss the sorting!"

Hagrid's comfort level wasn't very high, but luckily he added, "She's good at picking up anything, including hair."

This made the girl who was covering her face and crying calm down a little.

"Go to the castle first. I will hand them over to the professor, and then take you to the campus hospital. Soon you will be exactly the same as before, not a single hair will change."

Just as he said, Andrew and the others were quickly brought to Professor McGonagall, and Hagrid also hurriedly took the girl away after briefly explaining to Professor McGonagall.