From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

After witnessing such a big scene as the International Federation of Wizards elections, Sivan felt that life in Hogwarts was a bit dull.

He spent the second half of the first grade indifferently, passed the final exam indifferently, got the first place in the grade indifferently, and ushered in the next semester indifferently...

Time flies, and now it is September 1, 1938, which is another annual day for the little wizards to enter school.

Among the various little wizards carrying large and small bags, Sivan, dressed lightly and holding only a cat, easily boarded the Hogwarts Express.

After learning the Seamless Stretching Charm from Newt, Sivan expanded the space of his pocket watch several times. The current pocket watch space is almost the size of the Slytherin common room - based on Sivan's spell level

Even if it can't be as spacious as Newt's suitcase, it's more than enough to achieve some style.

Different from the day she entered school last year, the kitten is now jumping around and can jump in space. Even a cage can't contain her. So Xiwen simply didn't bring the cat cage and just hugged the kitten and got on the train.

Xiven found an unoccupied box and sat in as usual. He placed the kitten on the soft cushion, then took out the bird and cat teaser stick he got from Newt, and started playing happily with the kitten.

After the experience of taking the train several times before, he finally discovered that he might not be suitable for reading on the train. Every time he took out a book to read, he would be interrupted by all kinds of strange things. So it was better to just relax.

Click, no more reading!

After playing with the kitten for a while, a little witch with golden hair opened the door of the box. After seeing Xiwen, she walked in and sat down listlessly next to him.

"What's wrong, Al? You don't look good." Xiwen put the cat teaser on the table and let the kitten play with it, then looked at the pale blond little witch and asked.

"It's nothing serious. I just feel a little down lately. Maybe I have a cold." Elsiona shook her head gently and leaned back on the chair and said.

"Then you have to have a good rest!" Xiwen said as he took out a bottle of potion from the pocket watch space and handed it to her.

After the pocket watch space was expanded, Xiwen installed a lot of useful things, for fear of encountering any emergency situations again.

"If it's a cold, drinking this potion should make you feel better." Sivan said to Al.

"A refreshing potion?" Elsiona glanced at the glass bottle containing the potion and asked.

After receiving Xiwen's affirmative reply, she shook her head like a rattle.

"No, I don't want steam spraying out of my ears!" Elsiona pouted and refused.

Xiwen wanted to persuade him again, but was interrupted by the sound coming from the box next door——

First there was a "bang", and the partition wall of the box suddenly shook, and then a cursing voice sounded in the corridor.

Xiwen frowned, put the potion in Elsiona's hand, and walked out of the box.

I saw that the door of the box next door was open, and a young wizard with a somewhat rough appearance was lying on the ground outside the aisle, swearing constantly.

"You despicable and dirty mudblood, I'm afraid you haven't heard of the power of our twenty-eight holy clans. Let me tell you, I will definitely make you look good!"

"Verdimillious!"

A voice came from the box, and then a ray of green light bloomed in front of the rough little wizard on the ground!

Xiwen hurriedly took a step forward and blocked the emerald green curse with the Iron Armor Curse.

After feeling the power of this curse, his face became unsightly.

Xiwen is very familiar with this spell, because it is an upgraded version of the green spark commonly used by Xiwen. Its function is to make the green spark explode, and it already has certain attack capabilities.

This spell was taught to Xiven and the others by Professor Galadia Melos in the second half of the school year. They, the new second-year wizards, have probably only learned it for a few months. In other words, it is very likely that they have already learned it.

The people who are enrolling are bullying the first-year students!

Thinking of this, Xiwen looked seriously at the little wizard standing in the box.

What I have to say is that Xiwen’s first impression of the little wizard who launched the attack wasn’t that bad——

Black hair and black eyes, this alone makes Xiwen very friendly; in addition, he has extremely fair skin, and even though his face is still a bit immature, it is already vaguely almost eerie and handsome, which is very attractive.

Even though he was wearing shabby clothes, he could not conceal his outstanding temperament.

Xiwen looked at the childish face of the little wizard in front of him and was stunned for a moment.

He had no impression of this face. So it was obvious that this was a new student who had not yet been sorted into a school, which was different from Xiwen's previous guess.

At this moment, the shouts of the rough-faced little wizard came from behind Xiwen.

"Rozier, it was this mudblood who did this to me, you must avenge me!" He shouted loudly.

Xiwen was a little surprised that he could recognize him, so he looked back at him.

Looking at this distinctive rough face, Xiven suddenly remembered that the two had met several times in Sandrine's so-called "normal society" - the name of this rough little wizard was Dick Lestrange.

He is the heir to the foreign branch of the Strange family.

"Dick Lestrange?" Sivan raised his eyebrows and looked at him and asked.

"That's right, it's me." Lai Strange said to Xiwen with a serious face. "I don't like the name Dick. Please call me Lai Strange, thank you!"

Then, he suddenly howled loudly and feigned grievance: "Rozier, our two families have always been good friends. You must help me avenge you!"

Listening to his artificial voice, the corners of Xiwen's eyes twitched. He resisted the urge to kick him and turned to face the little wizard in the box.

The handsome little wizard opposite also realized the fact that Xiwen and Strange knew each other. After Xiwen turned his head to look over, his expression became serious and he silently clenched the wand in his hand.

"This senior, are you going to stand up for him regardless of the facts?" He pursed his thin lips nervously and said to Xiwen.

"Please tell me first, what exactly happened just now. How did it get to this point?" Xiwen saw the freshman's nervousness and said with a chuckle.

"The fact is that I opened the door of this carriage and wanted to sit in Mr. Strange's box. I think I didn't make any mistake." The handsome freshman said without being humble or condescending.

"No problem." Xiwen nodded slightly and replied.

"Well, then after he saw what I was wearing, he immediately spoke harshly to me. And when he learned that I came from an orphanage, he even called me a 'Mudblood'!" the handsome freshman continued. "

Although I don’t know what the word ‘mudblood’ is, I guess it’s not a good word.”

"Well, 'Mudblood' is an insulting term for Muggle-born wizards, and its use is strictly prohibited in Hogwarts." Sivan nodded.

Listening to what Xiwen said, Strange shouted out in disbelief: "We are the twenty-eight holy tribes, holy pure blood, Rozier! Do you want to stand up for such a mudblood?"

"Actually, this kind of thing is not under my control. It should be decided by the superior." Xiwen shook his head and said to Strange. "In addition, I highly recommend that you get rid of your bad verbal habits.

Otherwise, you will suffer a loss sometimes."

Then, Xiwen turned to the handsome little wizard again and asked with interest: "Xiao Xin, what's your name?"

"My name is Tom Riddle, senior."

…

…