Mastering Thunder from Hogwarts

"You're flattered." Snape couldn't help but show a hint of amusement when he heard Professor Flitwick constantly praising the students of his own college. This slightly increased Anduin's favor in Snape's heart.

, maybe the little bastard who attacked him is not totally useless.

While Snape was thinking wildly, Principal Dumbledore also appeared in the auditorium, still with a friendly expression. After greeting everyone, he sat down in the center of the auditorium.

Accompanying Dumbledore, there was a strange adult wizard who looked to be in his twenties or less than thirty years old and sat at the teacher's table with a sad look on his face.

Is that this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Why does he look constipated? Anduin secretly cursed.

Before Anduin could observe for long, the door of the auditorium was opened, and the young wizards from grades 2 to 7 entered the hall one after another, and the whole hall suddenly became full of people.

"Anduin." Vivian saw Anduin sitting on the long table and quickly came over.

"Long time no see, Vivian, how was your summer vacation?" Anduin smiled when he saw Vivian.

"It's not bad. Have you done your homework during the summer vacation? Let me copy it later. I was busy playing mahjong at home this summer. I only remembered that there was homework on the train back."

As soon as Vivian sat down, she popped her head at Anduin anxiously.

Anduin couldn't bear it and raised his forehead. How could he become friends with such an unreliable girl?

Just as he was taking out his homework, the group of pure-blood young wizards also walked into the auditorium. As soon as they entered, everyone glanced at Anduin intentionally or unintentionally, and they could not stop the malice in their eyes.

Vivian, who was sitting nearby, couldn't help but shrink her head when she saw them coming in. She tilted her head and whispered to Anduin: "You don't know how arrogant these guys are this year. Last year, they only bullied those who didn't."

Students who are willing to stand aside, this year they were arrogant as soon as they got on the train. They even ran to every carriage with Slytherin students and warned them that they must obey Yaxley's orders this year, and also said that no one is allowed to talk to you.

, and I’m not allowed to have contact with you, because I’ll be contaminated if I have too much contact with you.”

Anduin couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this, and also whispered: "Aren't the mysterious people gone? How dare they still be so rampant?"

"Hmph, Yaxley became the student union president this year, and Wilkes was also elected prefect. They are just like the Dark Lord has not disappeared at all. He is even more arrogant than before. They kicked him out of Quidditch last year.

Senior Higgs on the team was slapped twice by Wilkes for talking back, right on the train, my God, it was so lawless!"

Vivian happily told Anduin what she saw when she came.

And Yaxley and others walked to the front of the long table, patted the shoulders of several young wizards who were already seated, pushed them aside, or rushed them to the back of the long table, and then sat down together, where there was a lot of excitement.

chatting.

"If you want to destroy them, you must make them crazy. It seems they haven't understood the situation yet. Don't worry. Soon you won't have to worry about those guys." Anduin looked at the arrogant expressions of the pure-blood faction over there, his eyes

He muttered quietly.

Vivian frowned in confusion after hearing this. Just when she was about to ask something, she heard Anduin say: "Since they told you this, do you still dare to talk to me?"

"Huh!" Vivian showed a proud look, "I'm not afraid of them. If you have the ability, come and try to mess with me! Our mahjong club is not a vegetarian either."

Seeing that Vivian was so confident, Anduin smiled and nodded, and then stopped paying attention to those guys.

Soon, Professor McGonagall led a group of young wizards wearing freshman wizard robes into the auditorium. Most of the young wizards had uneasy expressions on their faces, obviously frightened by the so-called sorting test.

From a distance, Anduin saw Bill among the crowd. With his fiery red hair, it was hard not to notice him. After a year, Bill had not changed much except that he had grown taller.

Bill, who had been looking around, also noticed Anduin on the Slytherin table. Looking at him who looked very familiar despite his drastic change in appearance, Bill was not even sure if he was the big brother Anduin he met last year, until Anduin saw him.

After Du Yin nodded to Bill, Bill smiled cheerfully at him.

Just as the two of them looked at each other, Professor McGonagall called out the list of branches on the podium.

"Ibrahimovic Gamble."

An ignorant little wizard walked out of the crowd, and under the guidance of Professor McGonagall, he sat on the seat next to her.

"Slytherin!" The Sorting Hat quickly shouted out shortly after it was put on the little boy's head.

"Bill Weasley."

After a while, Bill's name was called again. Bill nervously adjusted his clothes and sat on the seat.

"Gryffindor!" Without any hesitation, the Sorting Hat quickly called out the name of the house.

"As expected." Anduin smiled and muttered.

The sorting ceremony continued, and students from each college welcomed the new students with applause and cheers.

And the little boy who was the first to be sorted made it to the opposite side of Anduin. It's no wonder that due to the threats from Yaxley and others, no one dared to get too close to Anduin, so there was a circle around him

Vivian was almost alone, and there were empty seats everywhere.

"Hello, I'm Ibrahimovic Gamble."

The shy boy who had just taken his seat mustered up the courage to say hello to the handsome boy in front of him.

"Hello, I'm Anduin Wilson, you can call me Anduin." Anduin responded with a smile.

"Hey, Ibrahimovic, I can call you that, I'm Vivian Bulstrode." Vivian also smiled and said hello to the shy boy in front of her.

"Yes, yes, you can call me Ibrahimovic or Gamble. I know the surname Bulstrode. My grandmother's surname is Bulstrode." Ibrahimovic seemed to have found a relative, and he spoke fluently.

"Ha, then we are still relatives, but then again, it is not difficult to find a relative in Slytherin." Vivian said, half complaining and half joking.

"Haha, my father also said that having a banquet in Slytherin is like a family dinner, everyone can talk about the relationship." Ibrahimovic also smiled.

"Speaking of which, the name Gamble sounds a bit familiar. Let me think about it." Vivian scratched her head and thought for a while, "Ah, I remember. Did your family have a Minister of Magic? I remember,

It’s that Otalian Gamble, he held the position of minister in the last century, and his reputation is pretty good.”