Harry Potter's Dharma

Hermione was very happy with Zheng Fan's gift, and they talked and laughed along the way until they arrived at Holvos.

When Zheng Fan got out of the car, he was stopped by a kid.

"Hello, sir."

The person who stopped Zheng Fan was a little boy who was as tall as Zheng Fan's eyes. He mustered up the courage to stand in front of Zheng Fan with a muggle camera in his hand.

"Hello, sir. I'm Colin Creevey, a first-year student.

Zheng Fan glanced at Hermione and asked patiently when she saw the kid trembling in fear.

"Oh?

What's the matter? "

"Sir, I heard about your achievements in the car, so I want to take a picture of you before entering the school.

Colin said with a smile.

He was holding a very old camera in his hand.

In Harry Potter's era, there were no digital cameras or even video card machines.

The cameras in this era were very old, and no one could use them unless they were hobbyists.

They even had their own flash.

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Therefore, Zheng Fan was very curious as to why Colin would make such a request.

"Do you want to take a picture with me?"

Zheng Fan was taken aback for a moment before asking.

Hermione looked at Zheng Fan and smiled.

"Isn't that good? A little fan wants to take a picture with you, so I can take a picture for you.

"Do you know how to use it?"

Although Hermione was indeed very powerful, Zheng Fan still couldn't help but ask.

"I've seen people use it before, so I can try it out."

Hermione was confident in his cleverness. Although he had never used a camera before, he should be able to do some research.

After all, the owner of the camera could teach him how to use it.

Zheng Fan sighed. Since it was Hermione's request, it wasn't impossible for him to take a photo with the little brat. He would just treat it as a kind of gift.

"It's okay, sir. I just want to take a picture of you."

"My parents are ordinary people. They're Muggles, so I'm happy to be here. I just happened to see you, so I want to take a picture."

Colin took a step back and repeated his request in its entirety.

After listening to Colin's words, Zheng Fan understood why this person was holding a Muggle camera and not an ordinary magic camera.

This was probably his hobby when he was an ordinary person. However, if a Muggle family produced a wizard, it was normal for them to not be able to adapt to this world.

After all, not everyone was as smart as his little Hermione.

"Got it."

Zheng Fan posed in front of the camera, looking quite handsome. Even the cameraman, who was a young boy, was stunned for a moment before pressing the shutter button.

Then, Colin bowed to Zheng Fan gratefully and followed her to the Castle of Holvoz.

"Can I go to Slytherin too, sir?"

It wasn't until they were about to enter the castle and separate from the second years that Colin asked the question.

"It's better if you go to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff."

Zheng Fan said with a smile.

Slytherin's first requirement was to have a pure bloodline. Obviously, Colin didn't have that, not to mention his ambitions and whatnot.

An honest kid like him should just go to Gryffindor or Hufflepuff.

But … ….

Speaking of Hufflepuff, Zheng Fan had heard of its existence and had occasionally attended classes with its students. Apart from that, Zheng Fan wouldn't have paid any attention to this school if it wasn't for the topic of "The Four Academies of Holvos".

He heard that it was an "honest" academy.

......

His presence was really low. Was it really good to have such a low presence?

Although he heard that the academy had a dean, she seemed to be an honest and approachable auntie … no, a big sister.

Zheng Fan's interest was piqued.

Although there wasn't much fun in this kind of honest school, compared to Zheng Fan's school, Slytherin, it had a different flavor. If he had the time, he would definitely visit it.

After entering the main castle, Zheng Fan said goodbye to Hermione.

After all, they weren't from the same academy, so they had to leave their stuff and attend the evening banquet.

It was also the opening ceremony for the new students.

He wondered how many students Slytherin would get this year.

Zheng Fan glanced at the crowd and didn't see Harry and Ronald.

If Jenny hadn't asked, Zheng Fan wouldn't have bothered to know about Ronald, who was a lousy teammate. As for Harry, Zheng Fan wouldn't have bothered to talk to him if he wasn't in front of 430 people.

Now, he was a little worried.

After all, Harry had become famous in the wizarding world, and the believers of Voldemort would come to him one by one.

He hoped that Harry wouldn't die too early. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun.

Without Hermione's help, Zheng Fan was curious as to how far he and his group of idiotic teammates could go without Hermione's help.

After returning to his room, Zheng Fan asked his followers to unpack his luggage. He laid on the sofa and rested for a while. When it was about time, he headed to the banquet.

Zheng Fan took his seat at the head of Slytherin. He turned to Ravenclaw and greeted Hermione. Then, he turned to Gryffindor.

Harry still wasn't here.

The brats of the West Family — and of course, Jenny — seemed to be restless. It seemed that they hadn't received any news yet.

"Silence, silence."

Then, Dumbledore knocked on the cup in his hand as though he was about to start his speech for the new semester.