Hogwarts: The Path of the Magus

As the three of them spoke, time flew by, and in a blink of an eye, the sky was dark, and the speed of the train gradually decreased, ready to arrive at the station.

The three of them quickly took off their Muggle coats and replaced them with Hogwarts robes.

Looking at the light rain falling outside the window, and feeling the cold and wet weather outside, Alvin couldn't help but shiver.

Thinking of something, Alvin opened his suitcase, took out a scarf from it, and wrapped it around his neck.

"Put this on, it's raining and cold outside."

Qiu Xiao's face was slightly red, but he didn't refuse his kindness.

The train arrived, and Alvin and Autumn also walked out with the crowd.

"First-year freshmen, first-year freshmen are here!"

A loud voice came from not far away, and a man more than three meters tall with a horse on his shoulder stood there, constantly beckoning the new students to gather around him.

"Autumn, I'll go first." Nodding to Cho, Alvin was going to line up at Hagrid's.

"Come on, Elwin, look forward to your assignment to Ravenclaw." Autumn looked at Alvin gently and said expectantly.

Alvin looked at Qiu's expectant eyes, and his heart was also slightly bitter. Just for his surname Gaunt, it's basically Iron Werewolf, phew, Iron Slytherin.

But for the sake of Autumn, he had to try it out and see if he could convince the Sorting Hat. In addition, he himself does not have a good impression of Slytherin, and if he enters Slytherin as his half-blood wizard, he will definitely have trouble with him.

Soon, all the freshmen gathered around Hai Ge, and after counting the number of people, Hagrid carried an oil lamp and led a group of young wizards into the distance. He shouted as he walked.

"Watch your step, beware, it's a difficult part of the road!"

The young wizards walked with great difficulty following Hagrid, who was far away, and the old oil lamp was dim.

Alwyn pulled out his wand; "Fluorescent flickering."

Suddenly, his wand emitted a cloud of white light. The little wizard in the back also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Wow, Ron, look at him, that's amazing."

Hearing the voice, Alvin couldn't help but look back, but he didn't expect that behind him were Ron and Harry.

Seeing Alwin turn around, Harry was a little embarrassed, and the discussion behind his back was always a little embarrassing, even if he was praising people just now.

"Hello, my name is Harry Potter and I'm next to Ron Weasley."

Alvin nodded at him and introduced himself.

"Hello, my name is Alvin Gaunt."

Harry saw that Alwyn didn't show any excitement because he heard his name, and instantly guessed that Alwyn was probably from the ordinary world.

"Hello, are you from an ordinary background, I mean, Muggle families."

"You're amazing, I still don't know a spell, but I met a girl in the car, her name is Hermione Granger, she is also a Muggle, but she can use spells to help me fix my glasses."

Harry was very happy, although everyone in the wizarding world was very kind to him, everyone saw him as a savior, but he himself had no idea what he did or how he did it.

So when you start school, you need to see a child from a Muggle family who is from the same Muggle family as you, and not make a fuss about hearing your name. He was very happy.

"It's nothing, I just got the books, I learned Xi them myself, and I was lucky enough to learn one or two."

Alvin didn't deliberately alienate Harry, he wouldn't refuse normal communication, and as for whether the old bee would arrange some pits for him to jump into. Then it depends on who is higher.

Harry smiled wryly, he had flipped through the textbook since he got it, but after he uttered the spell stupidly, there was no reaction at all. He didn't try again either.

"Which house do you want to get into, Ron said, Gryffindor is the best house, I hope I won't be assigned to Slytherin."

Ron nodded in agreement. For the Weasleys, only Gryffindor is the best house. If he gets a Slytherin, he will probably become a disgrace to the family.

Alvin smiled, didn't make any comments, thought of the fresh and beautiful girl, the soft and boneless little hands, and said involuntarily

"I'd rather go to Ravenclaw, well, it's moist."

"What?"

Harry said he didn't hear clearly

"Nothing, I think Ravenclaw suits me well, I prefer it there."

"Oh, okay."

Harry was a little disappointed to find that his newfound friend didn't really want to go to Gryffindor, but he didn't interfere too much with other people's thoughts.

Under the leadership of Hagrid, the little wizards got on the boat in groups of four, and the boat gradually approached the cliff, and the little wizards lowered their heads and walked through the bridge under the command of Hagrid.

Alvin couldn't hold back his laughter, obviously Hagrid was one or two times taller than the little wizard after bowing his head, but a bunch of people still lowered their heads.

Finally the boat approached the dock, and Hagrid led them through the tunnel, across the meadow, to the main entrance of the great castle.

After a loud crack, the castle gates slowly opened.

A solemn-looking, old-fashioned witch walked out wearing an emerald green wizard's hat. The serious expression made the little wizards who were still chattering just now dare not take a breath.

"Professor McGonagall, the first-year students are here." Hagrid pointed behind

him

"Thank you, Hagrid, just leave it to me."

Professor McGonagall's expression softened slightly, and with a wave of her wand, the young wizard behind her was transformed by the rain and the disheveled robes.

Suddenly, the little wizards' impression of Professor McGonagall changed for the better.

Professor McGonagall led the way and led the new students into the hall. The quaint and elegant thing is that there are countless burning torches hanging on the walls. The dome has countless stars twinkling.

In the first place, a long table was laid horizontally, and in the center was an old man with a gray head, talking to Snape to his left.

Four long tables below are arranged longitudinally, countless candles float above the long tables, and the tables are filled with golden goblets and plates, and the old students sit next to them.

And in the center there is a high platform, which must be worn out, quietly placed there.

Professor McGonagall didn't lead them directly through the hall, but turned right, to one side, and let the young wizards line up. Some of the other students in the auditorium were talking to each other, and many wizards were looking this way.

"Welcome to Hogwarts, and now we need to determine which house you belong to before you can officially enroll."

Next, I'll call your names, and then please go up to the middle platform, put on the Sorting Hat, and he will decide where you belong.

Alvin lined up with the little wizards, looking at the scene in front of him like a dream. I was so excited.

Hogwarts, I'm coming!