From Kamal Taj to Hogwarts

After all, Xiwen still didn't spend all his time practicing spells.

Sandrine forcibly took him to various social activities, including a dinner at Malfoy Manor; a dinner at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the Black family; a visit to the Selwyn family's courtyard; and a visit to the Greengrass family's mansion.

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Sandrine also invited people from other families to visit her in the attic of her home, which she called "normal socializing."

"It's good to make more friends with people of the same age from other families. You can look after each other after school starts. And there are only so many pure-blood families. Maybe the girl you like will become your little girlfriend!"

Sandrine said.

"Mom, I'm only 11 years old!" Xiwen declared this helplessly.

"What's the big deal about being young? People of your grandfather's generation have already decided on their fiancée since they were young." Sandrine didn't take it seriously. "What do you think of Elsiona from the Greengrass family?

The little girl is quite cute and has a good personality..."

Xiwen couldn't stand listening to his mother's words, so he could only run back to his room and silently preview the textbook.

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Amid various social interactions and constant magic practices, two months passed by in a blink of an eye.

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"When you get to Hogwarts, remember to study hard; if you don't understand anything or are in danger, you can go to Professor Slughorn. He will be happy to help our little wizards from the pure-blood family; if there are little wizards from other families,

If you are embarrassed, tell me directly and I will go to their parents to ask questions; use owls to contact your family frequently, don't forget about me just because of your studies..." Sandrine rarely became nagging and kept giving instructions.

Xiwen nodded one by one to express his understanding and reassure his mother.

Suddenly, Sandrine said seriously again: "Don't get too close to Dumbledore, the head of Gryffindor. When he was young, he had a close relationship with the Dark Lord Grindelwald and was an untrustworthy dark wizard.

Be careful not to be taken advantage of by him!"

Xiwen glanced at his mother in surprise, but nodded.

Finally, the two of them arrived at the location between Platform 9 and Platform 10 of King's Cross Station. There were already many adults and children in robes pushing trolleys filled with luggage, lining up and crashing into a partition wall. Xiwen looked at

I looked at the cat carrier I was carrying in one hand and at other people's large and small luggage, and fully felt the convenience of the Traceless Stretch Charm.

Finally, after waving to his mother, Xiwen accelerated towards the metal partition.

He felt that his eyesight went dark for a moment, then became brighter. Looking back, he saw that he was passing a cast-iron arch with the words "Platform Nine and Three-Quarters" written on it. Above the thick smoke of the scarlet steam train,

There was a sign announcing that the Hogwarts Express would leave at 11 o'clock.

"Xiwen!" Suddenly someone called his name from behind.

Xiwen turned around and saw a young man with long platinum blond hair and pale skin walking towards him.

"What a coincidence, Abu." Sivan waved at him. He and Abraxas Malfoy met in Sandrine's so-called normal social activities before the start of school. Facing Sivan, who is also a pure-blood,

, Abraxas behaved very friendly, and the two of them got along fairly well.

"Didn't you bring a package? Only a cat carrier to school?" Abraxas asked doubtfully.

Xiwen took out his pocket watch and shook it at him: "Traceless Stretch Spell."

Abraxas looked at Xiwen's pocket watch with envy and said, "It's really good. I should ask my dad to buy one for me."

Xiwen said: "Let's get on the bus first. Shall we sit in the same compartment?"

Abraxas said: "No problem."

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Both of them arrived quite early and easily found an empty carriage and sat in it. Abraxas was a bit bored and chatted with Xiwen as he had nothing to say, and Xiwen also had no rides.

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Not long after, there was a knock on the box door.

"Please come in," Xiwen said.

A little girl with freckles on her face opened the door and walked in. She saw the two young boys inside who were obviously energetic, and asked in a low voice: "Are you also a freshman?"

Xiwen glanced at her and replied in the affirmative.

"I...my parents are ordinary people and don't know much about this school. Can I sit in the same carriage with you and ask some questions?"

Xiven was about to agree, but Abraxas frowned when he heard her saying that her parents are ordinary people, and said with disgust: "You are not welcome here, Mudblood. Stay away from us.

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The little girl turned red with fright, covered her face and ran out of the car while sobbing.

Abraxas fanned the air, then closed the carriage door, and said in disgust: "It's really unlucky that I met a Mudblood when I first arrived."

Although Sivan knew that pure-bloods had the habit of discriminating against Muggle-born wizards, he always believed that all human beings were no different, so he always disliked the insulting term "Mudblood". He frowned and was about to tell Abraak

Sasse's own opinion on the matter, the carriage door opened again.

A girl wearing black-rimmed glasses walked in outside the door. She was wearing a robe with a blue collar and a blue badge on her left chest with the word "Prefect" written on it.

She said very seriously, "I am Miranda Gorshak, the prefect of Ravenclaw. I just saw a first-year girl running away from you in tears. She must have been bullied here."

Abraxas turned away and let out a "chi" without leaving any trace. Seeing that the female prefect's expression became darker, Xiwen could only defend Abraxas a few words. "Senior sister, my friend is not

He likes to get along with strangers too much, so he spoke a little harshly to the girl who just came in. I apologize on his behalf."

Miranda Goshart's face became a little brighter and she said: "Since you haven't enrolled in school yet, I won't pursue your questions this time. But I must seriously remind you that the term 'mudblood' is

Hogwarts is a forbidden word, if you are found saying such words again, you will definitely be punished by the professors!"

Xiwen said: "Okay, we understand, thank you senior sister for the reminder."

After Miranda left, Xiven looked at Abraxas and said, "Abraxas, I suggest you stop using the forbidden word 'mudblood' on your lips."

Abraxas looked at him in surprise and said, "This sentence really doesn't seem to come from the mouth of the heir of the Rozier family."

Xiwen said: "Breaking school rules is just to take advantage of some minor verbal advantages. I don't think there is any benefit."

Abraxas still muttered indifferently, "My father is the school director. I don't believe they can do anything to me for violating such a small school rule."

Xiwen finally lost interest in talking and took out "Magic Theory" and started reading.

At this time, there was a sudden "dong dong" knock on the door.

The carriage door opened to reveal a boy wearing the badge of a Slytherin prefect. He seemed to have known Abraxas before and greeted him familiarly.

"Abraxas, I just saw Gorshak leaving your place, so I came over to see what happened. Who is this?"

"Sivan Rozier, the only son of the Rozier family, he doesn't like to go out very much, so you haven't seen him." Abu introduced. "Sivan, this is Ignatius Prewett, it looks like

He will be our prefect from now on."

"Hello, Prefect Prewett. Can you sit down and have something to eat?" Xiwen pointed to the seat next to him.

"Hello, Rosier. Prefects are too unfamiliar, just call me by my name." Prewett was not polite and sat down next to Rosier. "I just saw Ravenclaw.

Gorshak left your place, did you have any conflict with her? You know, her expression was not very good just now."

Abraxas said disdainfully: "Nothing, she wants to stand out for a mudblood."

Ignatius said: "It's a trivial matter. If she still wants to cause trouble for you in the future, just come to me to support you."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Xiwen sighed silently. It seemed that the discrimination against non-pure bloods was deeply ingrained in pure blood families.

No longer thinking so much, he looked at Abraxas and asked: "Are you so confident that we will all be sorted into Slytherin?"

Abraxas said: "My whole family has been Slytherin for generations, and I remember your family is too. I can't imagine what my family would think of me if I wasn't sorted into Slytherin."

After chatting casually for a while, Ignatius left the carriage first because he had to patrol the car. Xiwen was about to continue reading when the carriage door opened again.

A girl with blond hair and a pretty face walked in.

"I only found out you were here after asking Prefect Prewett. I finally found you, Xiwen!"