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Chapter 912 Heartbroken

"Hogwarts is colder than I imagined, isn't it?" After getting off the train, Martin exhaled a puff of white air into his palm and sighed.

Even though I was wearing the winter cloak required in my admission letter, the bone-chilling wind still made my calves tremble.

"Someone should first recall what he has done, starting from what time it is now." Haibara Ai reminded from the side, her tone colder than the weather.

It is now 1:19 pm London time on January 7th and it is already dark.

If Martin hadn't maliciously persecuted Ma Wu, it would be winter vacation time now.

So why do we have winter and summer vacations? -- To avoid the cold and the heat!

Moreover, as mentioned earlier, because Vespasiania cut off the North Atlantic Current, the average temperature in the entire northwestern Europe dropped by 5-7°.

I was in London before, and it was daytime, so I didn't feel it clearly. Now I'm at the station outside Hogwarts, a place that can be described as the wilderness... I feel chilled to the core, and my heart is soaring. If you don't know, you might think you've arrived at the polar region.

"Help, help, my life, Xiao Xiao, please help." Ma Wu's voice was already trembling.

"Ji Ji ...

Doraemon seemed to be frozen to the point of being sluggish. He took out props from his pocket in a halting manner. Finally, he slowly took out something called a "watch-shaped heater" and wore it on Ma Wu's wrist like a watch. The position of the dial was very similar to that of a Japanese kotatsu.

However, after turning on the switch, Ma Wu's coldness did not ease at all: "No sister Mei Mei uses Yong Yong aaa..."

Martin sensed something was wrong and intervened, raising the temperature around Ma Wu and Doraemon.

"It's not cold anymore." Ma Wu was naturally fine immediately.

But Doraemon's movements and thoughts still seemed to be stuck, and the watch-shaped heater on Ma Wu's wrist still didn't work.

Martin glanced at his surroundings and thought that the problem must be at Hogwarts, which was not far from here.

So I took out my phone and checked, only to find that it couldn't be woken up.

"I read about it in Hogwarts: A History," Hermione's voice came. "The magical magnetic field here is very strong. Electronic products used by Muggles, such as computers, radars, and televisions, will malfunction around Hogwarts. There is no electricity or electronic equipment inside Hogwarts."

Moreover, the range of this magnetic field is very wide, and combined with the Muggle-repelling spell, it ensures that Hogwarts will not be discovered by Muggles.

Martin took the memory eraser out of his pocket and tried it again. As expected, it didn't light up. So Martin threw the memory eraser into the lake, and the splash was very loud.

Harry Potter: So 'Say cheese' isn't a spell?

Unlike the completely broken-down cell phones and memory erasers, Doraemon was just severely stuck. It also heard what Hermione said and came up with a solution on its own.

However, Doraemon's movements of flipping the props were too slow, so Martin snapped his fingers and sent it ten kilometers away. At least Doraemon hadn't broken down before the train arrived. Let's wait until Doraemon has solved the problem and come back.

As for Ma Wu - just wear an extra scarf to deal with it. I guess it won’t be too cold when you actually get to Hogwarts.

"First-year students, come over here!"

Hagrid, who separated from Harry at the train station, had already returned to Hogwarts and was standing among a group of students, responsible for guiding the new students.

I have to say that it is indeed appropriate to entrust the task of guiding the freshmen to a giant-half-blood guy who is 3.5 meters tall. In the dark night, the station is like an isolated island, and Hagrid stands there holding an old oil lamp like a lighthouse, and all new and old students can see him.

The old students knew the way, while the new students gathered in front of Hagrid.

Draco, with his head covered with a hood, wanted to complain to the teacher as soon as he got off the train. However, Hagrid, who was welcoming the new students, was also a "lowly person" whom he despised. He could only wait until he entered the school and find a teacher who was familiar with his father.

Hagrid led the freshmen through a path, with a dense forest on one side and a cliff on the other. Below the cliff was a dark lake, and the waves broke the moonlight. On the high hillside on the other side of the lake stood a towering castle, with spires everywhere and windows flickering under the starry sky.

We walked along the path to the lake, where there were many small boats, not much bigger than canoes.

“No more than four people on each boat!”

Just after throwing Doraemon down, Martin, his two companions and the rabbit could take a boat together.

The boat took them across the lake, then into the cave beneath Hogwarts Castle, and finally along a dark tunnel to the base of the castle, arriving at a place similar to an underground dock.

They got off the boat and gathered together. When everyone was present, Hagrid led them to the front of the castle, to an oak door that was very huge compared to Hagrid.

At the top of the steps, a witch in green robes stood there, she was elderly but her stern face made her look very stern.

"The first years have been brought in, Professor McGonagall." Hagrid said like a soldier reporting a mission.

"Thank you, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall nodded: "Leave it to me from now on."

Then Professor McGonagall opened the door and motioned sideways for the children to go in.

Sure enough, as soon as we entered the castle, the air inside was warm and even a little hot. Although Martin did not set it up, Hogwarts did have some response to this extreme cold.

At the same time, Professor McGonagall scanned the children entering the door one by one. When she saw Ron, she frowned - the strange long robe was piled up in front of Ron, and now Ron was holding a large ball of cloth like a pregnant woman preparing to give birth to quadruplets. And there was a Pikachu standing on Ron's shoulder.

The Pokémon of Vespania are not the same as the magical creatures in the wizarding world. Pokémon do not have magical powers, so they are not in the same circle.

Oh, if you look closely, there is a long-eared rabbit at the back of the team. However, the school rules do not say that you cannot bring Pokémon as pets. Young people nowadays really know how to have fun.

At this time, another freshman who covered his head with a hood attracted Magg's attention. She pulled Draco, who was about to pass by in a low-key manner, and slightly lifted his hood to look inside.

"Oh, God." As soon as she saw the pig's nose, McGonagall thought she understood everything - there must be some naughty old students on the train using magic to tease the new students - this was a violation of school rules, and Professor McGonagall would never tolerate the offender.

However, the most urgent task is to change this clean white pig head back so that he can participate in the sorting ceremony later. In this regard, Hogwarts Transfiguration Professor McGonagall was not worried at first.

"General Counter Spell!" Professor McGonagall pulled out a small new type of women's wand and pulled the trigger towards Draco's head - and cast a General Counter Spell. Professor McGonagall took off his hood: "Okay, it's all right... Oh, wait, there's more."

When he lifted the hood, he found that the pig nose was still there, so Professor McGonagall quickly put the hood back on.

Then Professor McGonagall cast several spells to break the spell, end the transformation, interrupt the effect of the Polyjuice Potion, restore the transformation, lift the curse, and dispel the curse. In short, she tried every possible way.

All the tricks were used, but nothing worked. The pig nose and pig ears remained the same. Professor McGonagall's face changed: "Huh, what a brilliant prank..."

"All freshmen, turn left after entering the door and wait for me in the room at the end." Professor McGonagall said loudly, then lowered her head and pulled Draco: "Come with me..."

McGonagall took Draco to the banquet hall, where Dumbledore and most of the teachers in the school were. They were originally waiting for the new students, but now they were holding a small seminar around Draco.

However, after they had used all their tricks and best skills on Draco, they had to make a guess - could it be that he just looked like this?

"Who made you like this?" a teacher couldn't help but ask.

Draco was confused by all kinds of spells and even smelly and bitter potions. He became excited when he heard this question: "It's a new short boy with black hair, with that Harry Potter, and he is... I have never seen him, I don't think he is from a wizard family. Also, his wand is longer."

He knew saying 'Mudblood' in front of Dumbledore would do him no good.

"Potter?" "Freshman?" Both pieces of information were surprising.

"Dwarf?" Some teachers looked at Hagrid who was picking up the new students, wanting to know if he had any impression of them.

Hagrid was not allowed to use magic. He appeared in this expert consultation with his hands behind his back simply to watch the fun. Seeing many people looking at him with questioning eyes, he gestured with his hands from thigh to knee: The tallest of these children is not even as high as my waist, and the shortest is just to my knees, they are all the same to me.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, then asked Draco for confirmation: "Are they three children together?"

"Children?" The arrogant Draco had not observed the Mudbloods carefully, nor did he notice their ages, but he could still recall the number: "Indeed, there are three."

McGonagall looked at Dumbledore. "You mean?"

"We know too little about those mysterious creatures in the East." Dumbledore simply said, then picked up his wand and drew complex traces, reciting a string of obscure self-made spells. Draco vaguely heard the word "yogurt" in it.

Poof! With a flick of Dumbledore's wand, Draco finally returned to his original appearance.

"Okay kid, it's all right now." Dumbledore kindly warned, "Don't get your face wet today, and don't let anyone cast any spells on you, including removing spells."

"I am impressed by your wisdom." Unlike the other teachers' expressions of amazement, McGonagall looked at Dumbledore with a look that seemed to say 'You are really good at having fun.'

McGonagall took Draco back to find the freshmen.

At this time, the freshmen were talking about each other. Ron guessed that they would be sorted into houses next, but he thought that sorting would require testing.

This made Harry, who didn't know any spells and had never read a textbook, so panic that his back was covered in sweat. He began to imagine the scene of himself, who was highly expected by everyone, being kicked out because he handed in a blank paper.

Hermione was also very nervous, but she muttered to herself that she had memorized so many books and mastered so many spells. She was still worried that these were not enough. Harry undoubtedly felt more stressed after hearing her mumbling.

Some children obviously knew the inside story of how the Sorting Hat would be used next, but they chose to smile and say nothing, giggling at the anxious looks of others.

Ma Wu wanted to tell them the good news, but Martin covered his mouth.

The children didn't quiet down until Professor McGonagall came back with Draco.

Martin looked at Draco beside McGonagall. He was very interested in whether the professors at Hogwarts could change this boy back. To a certain extent, this was equivalent to whether the professors could solve the "little troubles" brought by Ma Wu during his studies here.

But from now on, it's not good enough - the transformation he cast on Draco was not lifted, but covered by another illusion-type spell. This spell is different from the Polyjuice Potion, and its effect is very fragile and easy to be destroyed. If the Polyjuice Potion is a plastic surgery, this spell is a disguise that can be torn apart.

"I'm sorry, there were some unexpected circumstances that delayed us for a while. Everyone has been waiting for your arrival in the hall." Professor McGonagall said, "It's a little late to talk about it now. Welcome to Hogwarts. Before the opening banquet, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students in the school. In view of the delay, we will continue the discussion when we get there. Follow me."

Draco returned to the team. He saw Martin in the crowd and thought he was fully revived. Martin would be punished, so he raised his neck arrogantly.

Duang! The child who was walking without looking at the road bumped into the pillar.

Professor McGonagall turned around and saw that the child in trouble was the pale child again: "Can anyone tell me where this pillar came from? It wasn't here just now."

Martin looked up at the sky.

Hogwarts is really big. The entrance hall alone is bigger than Gringotts.

"Peeves, did you do this?" Mag asked towards the empty space.

There was no response. It looked like Peeves wasn't here.

"It was probably done by Peeves. You will recognize it in the future." Professor McGonagall, who is always serious and rigid, decided to put the blame on Peeves this time because the opening banquet could not be delayed any longer.

After passing through another door, we arrived at the Hogwarts Great Hall, which can also be called the cafeteria. There were four long tables, representing the four colleges. There was another long table on the platform at the top of the hall, which was the professors' seat.

At this time, the four long tables of students were empty, only the professors' seats were full. Headmaster Dumbledore and the professors looked at them with various eyes.

Thousands of candles were floating in the air in the auditorium, and the roof was enchanted to look like the sky outside, which was now dotted with stars.

"Welcome all students to Hogwarts. I believe your seniors can't wait to meet you." Dumbledore took a mini hammer and knocked on a small bell on the table in front of him: "Students enter in the order of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin!"

Dong, dong, dong... footsteps came from the other side of the auditorium, and they were unusually loud - it was not a giant walking out, but multiple footsteps superimposed on each other.

Harry realized that something was wrong, but everyone except him and Ma Wu had expected it.

Seniors appeared from the corridor on the other side of the hall, divided into two neat rows. They wore the same uniforms as the freshmen, and the six people in the lead, three boys and three girls, were the prefects of the fifth, sixth and seventh years of Gryffindor. One of them was Ron's brother Percy, and the other students followed behind them.

The team was very neat. The distance between each person was the same, everyone's footsteps were the same, and everyone raised their legs and swung their arms with the same amplitude. Countless footsteps overlapped together, and it was loud as if giants were walking.

The team split up and walked to the left and right sides of the Glaufendor table. Everyone stopped at the corresponding position, and after everyone stopped, they turned left in unison towards the direction of the freshmen. When they turned around, the only two sounds that could be heard were the friction between the boots and the ground and the sound of one boot resting against another boot.

The other three colleges followed suit, marching in neat and tidy lines and synchronized steps until they stood beside the long table.

The scenes reminded Harry of the Trooping the Colour parade he had seen on TV.

Yes, it was a military parade... Harry suddenly realized that compared to the wizards who flew in on broomsticks in his imagination, they looked more like soldiers.

Something is wrong, something is wrong with this place. Ma Wu's heart sank, completely cold. (End of this chapter)