A Hogwarts Esoteric Leader

Univer and Gardwin reach an agreement.

Harry, who was standing beside him, finally couldn't help but ask, "What happened?"

From the side, he watched the two people change their faces one by one, and whispered mysterious whispers with their ears. He was really puzzled.

Moreover, there is a feeling of being isolated outside.

"It's nothing, it's just that some... little things happened." Gadwin explained, "I'll go to Hogwarts with you next."

"You're going to Hogwarts too?" Harry said in surprise, "Why?"

"To visit an old friend," said Gardwin.

Harry looked suspiciously at Univer again.

Gadwin pressed his knee against Yunevo's waist.

Unieff had to say, "Yes, he went to visit an old friend."

Harry was stunned, knowing that the two must be hiding something from him, and pursed his lips, feeling a little uncomfortable.

But right away, he saw Unieff wink at him, as if to say, I'll tell you later.

Harry glanced at Gadwin, and suddenly understood something in his heart.

"Oh." He nodded obediently.

"Come in," said Gardwin.

Unieff nodded, stopped rushing, and simply walked towards the partition wall. In the next second, he passed through the wall and came to platform 9?.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a bright red steam locomotive parked on the edge of the platform crowded with passengers, blowing out thick white smoke.

The sign on the train reads: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

Pu Rongrong also stuck out her little head from her clothes pocket, her little eyes full of curiosity.

It didn't take long for the sound of a wheelbarrow wheel to be heard behind him. Unieff turned his head and saw that Harry had also come in. He looked at the lively scene, his eyes gleamed with joy, and his mouth couldn't help but grin. , showing a row of white teeth.

Then there was Gardwin, who attracted people's attention as soon as he appeared. His Wall Street dress was really eye-catching here.

"Let's go." Gadwin urged, leading the two through the crowd.

The first few carriages were already crowded with students, and the three of them could only walk towards the rear of the car.

The crowd was really messy, and there were many cats of various colors on the ground, buzzing voices and the shrill chirping of owls.

However, Harry's snowy owl was not at all noisy, and even narrowed his eyes and dozed off a little.

The Cyclonus journey made it emaciated.

Finally found an empty box.

When getting on the bus, Gadwin was almost stopped by the station attendant, but he was released immediately after showing his ID.

"It's really convenient," said Harry enviously. "Do Aurors go wherever they want?"

"Almost." Unieff nodded and said, "But it's also very busy, and it's easy to get injured. It's a high-risk occupation. To be honest, we were still in the hospital yesterday."

"Really?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Really." Eugene said affirmatively.

Gadwin turned his head: "Who do you think it's because of?"

He helped put Unieff and Harry's suitcases on the pedals, which were heavy because they contained books.

There was a small wooden table in the box, with gray-blue plaid sofa seats on both sides of the table. It was a bit old, but it looked pretty clean.

Eugene sat down by the window, Harry sat across from him, and Gadwin sat next to him.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, it was really crowded outside.

"I don't know how many years I haven't been on this train." Gadwin looked at the layout of the box and suddenly said, "I really miss that time."

Harry was a little surprised and asked, "Did you also graduate from Hogwarts?"

"Of course," said Gardwin. "Where else would you graduate from? There is no second school of magic in England."

"I graduated in 1979, and then joined the Ministry of Magic to receive Auror training." He recalled the past, "It was a mess. I only trained for two years before I started working, and it would have taken at least four years."

He was obviously a little proud of this experience, otherwise he wouldn't tell it.

If it was normal, Uniono would naturally follow him down to get some information, but now he is in a really bad mood, so he just looks out the window.

Harry was a little curious. In his opinion, Gadwin was undoubtedly an excellent graduate, so he asked: "Can you tell me about Hogwarts? For example, what to pay attention to, to be honest, I have some Worried because I don't know anything..."

In the end, he was a little worried.

Gadwin introduced him to Hogwarts, including the four colleges.

Surprisingly, he actually graduated from Ravenclaw.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is indeed no more suitable one.

"Ravenclaw is a house for smart people," he said, "but Gryffindor is not bad, then Hufflepuff, and then Slytherin. It's better not to go there."

Unieff thought of Snape. If he was here, he would definitely say something very bitter, and maybe even beat someone.

"I don't know what college I will be." Harry said worriedly, "How are colleges divided?"

"It's a sorting hat," Gadwin said with a grim smile suddenly, lowered his voice, and said solemnly, "We usually call it a 'separation hat', you need to wear it at the sorting ceremony, and then it will Twist your head off, weigh it, and divide it into colleges according to the weight of your head."

"Really?" Harry had some doubts~www.novelmt.com~ Of course it was true. said Gardwin. "Ask Garrel if you don't believe me." "

He kicked Unieff's foot.

Unieff glanced at him and nodded.

There is still a place for him to be useful next, so let's cooperate with him on this kind of thing. Unieff thought.

There was a flicker of horror in Harry's eyes.

"Can the other end go back?" he asked.

"Most of them can be set back, but there are exceptions." Gadwin paused and asked Harry, "Do you know ghosts?"

"And ghosts?" Harry held his breath.

Is Hogwarts so scary?

"Of course there are ghosts, and there are quite a few," said Gardwin. "Gryffindor has a ghost called 'Nick Near Headless', whose head and neck are connected only by a layer of skin, which is Because in the separation, ah no, there was a little problem with the sorting ceremony."

Harry couldn't help but ask, "Is he still alive then? I mean then."

"Of course he's alive," Gadwin said with interest. "I just can't participate in Quidditch, because his head will fall off. Can you imagine him hanging his head on a broomstick?"

Although he didn't know what Quidditch was, Harry still knew about the broomstick. He imagined it, and shivered subconsciously.

Hogwarts is completely different from what he imagined!

Just then, the sliding door of the box opened, and a red-haired boy stood outside.

He immediately saw that there was an adult here, and hurriedly said, "Sorry, I pulled the wrong door."

He closed the door again.

Gadwin shrugged helplessly, and then Harry shrugged, both big and small were quite entertaining.