The Magical Principles of Natural Philosophy at Hogwarts

Fine snowflakes were falling on the ground, and the cold wind was blowing against the windows of the Hogwarts train. With the whine of the whistle, the steam train slowly drove into platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station.

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The car door opened, and the students who had returned for Christmas got out one after another. Among them was Heinrich Saville, a sixth-grade student from Hufflepuff. After passing through the non-existent hooded wall, he

He saw his father at a glance. Old Savile's shabby clothes stood out among the crowd.

Although he could not hide his tired look, the father was still very happy to see his son. He got into the dilapidated classic car and followed the traffic through the bustling streets of London. The father and son returned to their home in a low-cost apartment in a slum area.

Heinrich's mother died of cancer when he was eight years old, leaving him and his sister with two children dependent on their father. Old Savile was just an ordinary railway worker with a meager salary. It was difficult to raise two children alone.

If he is not caught, he may even have to borrow money to survive.

Heinrich has learned to become strong in poverty. He is used to not buying any food on the Hogwarts train and is hungry the whole time; he is used to sewing wizard robes with his own hands; he is used to shamelessly searching for them at the end of each semester.

The students of the previous class even had to bargain for their old textbooks; they were also used to not having anything that other students had, such as pets, game equipment, and broomsticks.

But his sister will go to middle school this year. When she was in elementary school, she was ostracized by other classmates because of poverty. After arriving in a new environment, she will have to experience the embarrassment and pain again. Thinking of this, Heinrich's heart was filled with tears.

Huddle up.

The moment he received the Hogwarts admission notice, he naively thought he could use magic to escape poverty. But reality gave him a cruel blow. According to the strict confidentiality regulations of the Ministry of Magic, he was not allowed to graduate until he graduated.

Performing magic outside of school. And even after graduation, he cannot return to normal society. He can only apply for an ordinary job and receive a salary of more than ten galleons a week.

Sometimes Heinrich felt that he might as well not go to Hogwarts, and that he might have a better future by going to a good university.

Savile Sr. tried hard to give his two children a normal family life, so he insisted on letting his son go home for Christmas. Before entering the door, Heinrich thought it would be the same as before, a simple Christmas tree with bits and pieces.

A few broken small gifts, and a shabby Christmas dinner of only one roast chicken and one pie.

But when he opened the door, he couldn't believe his eyes.

The house was brightly lit, and in the center was a holly tree covered with golden ornaments. Relatives and neighbors gathered here, filling the house to the brim, and everyone's face was filled with laughter. "Merry Christmas!" they shouted in unison.

shouted.

On the table was a shiny roast turkey, a five-layered cake, and a dazzling array of other foods. While Heinrich was dazed, old Savile put a long gift ribbon wrapped around it.

The shaped package was handed to him, "Your Christmas gift." He smiled happily and seemed to be satisfied with his son's surprised expression.

Heinrich tore a small hole in the package and found a broomstick inside, the Comet 970. Although it was not as good as the latest Nimbus 2,000 Galleons, the price was at least 150 Galleons. It would cost 700 Galleons if necessary.

Exchange fifty pounds at Gringotts.

Heinrich didn't look surprised at all, "How much money did you borrow?" he asked his father in a low voice.

"It's not borrowed money." Old Saville said with a smile: "Last month, a British wizard aid foundation gave me a large amount of money, saying that it would help you go to school free of charge. Now, not only can you If the previous debt is paid off, you won’t have to worry about the cost of going to school in the future,”

British Wizard Aid Foundation? Heinrich frowned slightly, is it really a free grant? Why haven't I heard of such an organization before?

I feel like something is wrong.

But he suddenly heard his sister's shout of surprise. The little girl was hugging a brand-new electric guitar and wouldn't let go. She liked music very much, but their family could not afford her hobby before. Looking at the lively scene in the house, he looked back. Seeing his father still wearing a worn-out jacket, Heinrich suddenly had a sore nose.

Even though he suddenly got a large sum of money, his father never thought about himself.

No matter what, they do need money, this funding will significantly improve their lives, and he is not qualified to refuse.

He could only remember the name of that foundation.

It's snowing heavily in London, and Hogwarts is also covered in snow. In Ravenclaw Tower, sixth-year Isabella is reading a letter from St. Mercer's Orphanage.

In this letter, Sister Illya happily told her that the orphanage had received a large donation, and the person named it was in her name.

Isabella grew up in St. Mercer's Orphanage. She did not look for an adoptive family because she received a notice from Hogwarts. For her, the orphanage was her home, and Sister Illya was like her. 's mother.

She also didn't know where that foundation came from, and she could only remember the other person's name.

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Erwin chose to stay at school over Christmas because even if he went back with Hermione, he would still be spending Christmas with the Granger family, which was quite embarrassing to be honest.

On the day of the birthday party, when he woke up early, he found gifts piled beside his bed. The house elves at Hogwarts must have helped transport them while the students were sleeping. Erwin, who often stayed up late, had noticed their presence very early. These dedicated little guys are responsible for almost all the chores at Hogwarts.

The other roommates were still asleep, and Erwin started to open the pile of gifts. Hermione and Neville gave him books. Mrs. Granger sent him a gold-red towel embroidered with a lion pattern. It couldn't be seen that it was handmade. The traces should be customized by the factory. Not every mother is good at knitting.

Now all that's left is a large package, signed Professor Stewart, and Erwin knows that it also contains Uncle Felwood's share.

After opening it, Erwin's pupils suddenly widened, and he was shocked even with his psychological quality. Inside the package turned out to be a lot of golden galleons, and a jar of transparent liquid wrapped in velvet, which was the power of power. spring.

"I got in touch with some families of Hogwarts students. Many of them are willing to sell their galleons at five times the price while receiving financial aid. After all, the quota will expire as soon as their children graduate, so I I bought them all, how about it, are you surprised?" Felwood wrote in the letter.

The corner of Erwin's mouth twitched. Didn't he say not to make any demands on those families? Fellwood simply turned a deaf ear to his words!

There is also content on the back of the letter, "I think those who are engaged in finance in Wizards are not too stupid. A large amount of capital outflow will attract their attention, so this is just the first batch I send you. Parents want to

It makes sense for children to buy expensive Christmas gifts so they need to exchange more galleons."

It turns out that my idiot uncle still has such excellent insights, Erwin sneered.

He looked at the pile of Galleons and estimated that it was almost four thousand, and the jar of Fountain of Power represented at least the same amount. Although this was Felwood's own decision, he had to admit that these things meant a lot to Erwin.

Very useful. Self-study of potions and magic texts requires the purchase of a large amount of materials, and more fountains of power means that he can practice more advanced magic spells.

At a time when Erwin is not yet able to earn a lot of galleons, this is almost a timely help.

However, this did not mean that he would accept Felwood's favor. Erwin immediately replied and scolded this unreliable uncle. Then he quickly put the Galleons and the Fountain of Power into the locker in the suitcase.

inside.

At noon, although less than half of the students stayed on campus, the lunch provided in the auditorium was still extremely sumptuous. Perhaps because of the festive atmosphere, people who did not usually interact with each other began to chat.

Erwin noticed a gray-skinned mouse gnawing on the pastry of a pie on Ron's hand. It was wearing a small sweater, the same purple color as Ron's, "Is this your pet?"

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Ron asked a little warily,

"It's nothing, I just feel a little strange." Erwin shrugged, "In an environment where most people keep cats and owls, keeping a mouse as a pet is not a good choice. You must always pay attention to it.

safety.”

"Scabbers is not afraid of them." Ron said, with a bit of pride in his tone, "It has lived for at least ten years and is still doing well."

"It's been ten years indeed," said Ron's brother, prefect Percy.

"The lifespan of an average mouse is only two to three years. This one of yours is really an excellent breed." Erwin looked at Scabbers, thinking that mice are not cute at all, "You can find some mates for him.

"He suggested sincerely: "If its descendants can inherit this longevity, I think the owner of the Diagon Alley pet shop will be happy to pay you..."

Mouse Spot's body suddenly twitched twice, got into Ron's cuff and disappeared.

"By the way, Erwin, why are you staying at school too?" Harry asked.

Erwin could only talk about his "tragic life experience" with some helplessness, focusing on his "childhood life" in Ethiopia.

This resonated with Harry, "I'm just like you, my parents have been gone since I can remember." He was a little disappointed.

Seeing that the atmosphere was getting dull, Percy quickly changed the subject. "It's Christmas today! Harry, have you received any special gifts?"

"I really like Mrs. Weasley's sweater," Harry said.

After eating, Harry and Ron left in a hurry. They were going to the library, but it was not for their studies - Erwin roughly understood what they were looking for, and Erwin was also present when Hagrid had an argument with them.

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He had seen Nico Flamel's name in historical books before, so he could roughly guess that the Philosopher's Stone might be in Hogwarts. He had no idea about it. The Philosopher's Stone has two functions, turning stone into gold.

It is really useless for a wizard. As for the elixir of life, Erwin is only twelve years old now, so there is no need to consider lifespan.

Children are children after all. Harry, Ron, and Hermione have never thought that if the security work of Hogwarts requires a few first-year freshmen to worry about, then the school may simply close down, so what?

Arguably the safest place in the UK?