A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Ron took out his wand with some embarrassment. It looked a bit old and didn't look like it was used by freshmen at all. It might be a second-hand item, or even a third-hand item.

But considering the 'poverty' of the Weasley family, this is not surprising.

The wand he used may have been passed down from the family. As for how many generations it has been passed down, it depends on the situation.

Ron cleared his throat, raised his wand slightly, "Yang..."

As soon as he recited the first word of the spell, a girl wearing a black robe appeared at the door of their box, looking slightly out of breath.

"Hermione?"

"Huh?" The girl was stunned for a moment, as if she didn't expect anyone to know her here, and then she looked at the place where the sound came from.

"Aaron? Are you here too?" Hermione said with some joy.

"Otherwise?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "I'm also a freshman at Hogwarts, so it's normal to be on this train!"

"Same." Hermione said a little embarrassedly, "By the way, have you seen a toad? A man named Neville lost one."

"Ugh..." Abe moaned softly, and then patted his belly proudly.

Hermione's expression changed slightly, "Don't tell me that I was eaten by it."

Snapped!

Aaron patted Abe directly on the head, "Don't get me wrong, he just ate a chocolate frog.

As for the toad you mentioned, we haven't really seen it yet. "

"Okay!" Hermione said, and then put her eyes on Ron's wand, "You're doing magic. Can I see it?"

Ron cleared his throat again, trying to make the sound of his spell as clear as possible.

“Sunshine, daisies, the smell of butter.

Quickly turn this stupid fat rat yellow. "

The wand was waved and nothing happened, not even a hair changed color.

Ron looked at the three people in the box with some embarrassment, his face slightly red.

The corner of Aaron's mouth twitched, "Ron, your brother must always like to play pranks, right?

I thought I had read a lot of books and knew a lot of spells, but this was the first time I heard such a spell.

Are you...sure it's a spell? "

"Um..." Ron didn't know what to say. He also realized that he was probably deceived by Fred.

"Indeed, your spell doesn't seem to be very effective." Hermione said, "Of course, I have also tried a few simple spells, and they are all quite effective."

Hermione said, taking out her wand, sitting next to Aaron, and pointed the wand in her hand at Harry's worn glasses, "For example..."

Before she finished speaking, the black wand in her hand was pressed down by Aaron.

"Aaron, what are you doing?" Hermione said with some displeasure, her interest in casting spells was much less.

"I just think it's best not to target people when testing magic spells, or at least to get the consent of others.

It might be rude and dangerous for you to start directly like this. It would be fine if you succeed, but if you fail..."

Only then did Hermione notice that the boy opposite her was staring at her nervously, with a hint of panic in his eyes in addition to vigilance.

"I'm sorry, can you give me your glasses?"

"Oh, no problem." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, then took off his glasses and handed them to Hermione.

Hermione waved her wand gently and uttered the spell, "Okaras Repellow."

The patch on the nose pads of my glasses suddenly popped out, and the nose pads became new ones.

"It was fixed quickly," Hermione said.

Harry picked up his glasses with wide eyes, and looked at Ron who was surprised at the side, as if he didn't expect this proud girl's magic to be so effective.

Hermione also noticed the lightning scar on Harry's forehead and said in surprise: "That's amazing, you are Harry Potter."

"Wait? Hermione, how do you know him?" Aaron asked in surprise. It was normal for wizards to know Harry Potter. After all, the Boy-Who-Lived was a well-known presence in the wizarding world.

But Hermione is a child of a pure Muggle family, and she also knows the name of Harry Potter, which is a bit abnormal.

Muggles probably know only a little less about the wizarding world than Harry Potter himself.

"Read a book! His name is in several books recording the history of modern magic." Hermione said matter-of-factly.

"I see, if you are so studious, you will probably be sorted into Ravenclaw."

"Ravenclaw?" Hermione raised her eyebrows slightly, "But I want to go to Gryffindor. Dumbledore graduated from that academy, so you can imagine how excellent it is.

Aaron, what about you? Which college do you hope to go to? "

"Me? It doesn't matter, as long as it's not Hufflepuff.

But there is a high chance that I will be sorted into Slytherin! "

"No, you can't go to that academy?" Harry said hurriedly, then his face turned red, and he lowered his head and explained, "I heard Hagrid say that basically all the people who come out of that academy are dark wizards."

"Huh?" Aaron frowned, then smiled disdainfully: "If I guessed correctly, this Hagrid must have graduated from Gryffindor!

Only Gryffindors could hate Slytherin so much. "

"But my parents also said there are no good people in Slytherin." Ron said.

"Huh? Your parents also graduated from Gryffindor, right?"

Ron said nothing, indicating his acquiescence.

"Oh my God! You two were really... brainwashed before you even entered school.

If Slytherin is so bad, why does Hogwarts keep this house?

If Slytherin were to be directly dismantled, wouldn't the security environment in the wizarding world be greatly improved?

And as far as I know, Slytherin is the best among the four houses. "

"After all, Slytherin is the worst," Ron muttered. "You-Know-Who came from that house."

"Alas!" Aaron sighed, "Forget it, let's wait and see!

I think there is no good or bad school, only people are. You can’t say that there is no good person in Slytherin! "

Harry and Ron were speechless. Although they hated this college, they really couldn't deny the entire college just because they didn't like it.

"That's true." Hermione stood up with a smile, "I still have to help Neville find his toad, so I'm leaving first.

By the way, just to remind you, it's time to change into your uniforms, we should be almost there. "

Hermione paused when she walked out of the box. She turned back to look at Ron, and then pointed to her nose, "You know there's something dirty on your nose? It's right here."

Ron glared at her lightly, and then began to wipe it with his hands. After noticing the black color on his hands, he looked at the two of them angrily, "You don't even remind me."

"Sorry, you were on my left, and my eyesight wasn't very good, so I didn't see you," Harry said.

"Dirty stuff?" Aaron couldn't help but laugh, "I thought it was a birthmark?"

Ron:......

As night fell, the express train got closer and closer to the terminal, and finally stopped amid a long whistle.

Students of all grades wearing black robes got off the bus one after another, and the originally empty platform suddenly became crowded.

But it's not too crowded. After all, the students' suitcases are all in the car, and they will be packed and sent to Hogwarts by dedicated personnel.

“We’re here, first-year students, please go this way.

Come on, first graders, don't be shy, hurry up and catch up. "A rough-looking giant with a big beard was holding a lamp and said loudly.

"He is Hagrid." Harry excitedly introduced to Ron and Aaron.

"Giants?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "The number of giants is relatively rare nowadays. I have only seen them a few times in Diagon Alley. I didn't expect there are them in Hogwarts."

"He works as a gamekeeper at the hunting grounds," Harry said, and waved hello to Hagrid.