Are there such things as Bubble-headed Booby and Crumple-Horned Snorkack in the world?
This is indeed a problem.
Sean was holding Thestral, and before he could think about it for a while, he saw Hagrid coming back in annoyance:
"I think it's going to wander around for a while. I'm sorry to bother you again, Sean. Leave the rest to me - follow me! First-year little wizard!"
Hagrid roared, and the little wizards followed him tremblingly towards the boat.
The rest of the people got on those "self-moving" carriages. The carriages lined up in a line, creaking and swaying on the road.
They passed the tall stone pillars on either side of the gate leading to the school grounds, topped by winged boars.
Hogwarts Castle was getting closer and closer vaguely: the towering towers looked even darker against the dark night sky, and occasionally a window could be seen emitting a dazzling red light above their heads.
"She's really weird."
Hermione frowned and looked at the little wizard here: Although Sean is reliable, he never expresses his disgust directly; Justin is just a fool; Neville is worse than Justin.
"Maybe... I mean yeah, it might be that way considering what just happened."
After Justin noticed that Hermione's face was not very good, he quickly changed his tune.
Entrance Hall was illuminated red by the torches and echoed with the footsteps of the students.
They walked across the stone-paved ground and walked toward the two doors on the right leading to the Great Hall, where the opening banquet was held.
Great Hall was filled with four long academic dining tables, with a dark ceiling without stars, exactly like the sky outside they saw through the tall windows.
Candles floated above the dining table, illuminating the silver ghosts dotting Great Hall and illuminating the excited faces of the students. They were talking happily, exchanging news about the summer vacation, greeting friends from other colleges loudly, and examining each other's new hairstyles and clothes.
They separated here, and Sean slowly walked towards Ravenclaw's long table.
The strange thing is that the back of the long table is full, and only some seats are left for Sean at the front of the long table.
Ravenclaw stopped whispering after Sean walked to the long table. They looked at Sean with respect as he walked to the seat at the front.
"Will he come back to the team?"
Roger·Davies seemed a little uneasy. The old captain graduated with satisfaction, but he had just taken the position of captain.
Last year, they won Quidditch Cup and House Cup. Look at these bronze and sky blue ribbons and the portrait of a soaring eagle. Every Ravenclaw knows whose credit it is.
A certain little wizard has almost become a mascot-like existence for Ravenclaw, and stories about him are spread throughout Hogwarts:
Defeated Troll alone, thwarted the conspiracy of the unspeakable wizard, and was the first wizard in hundreds of years to be allowed to stay in school during the summer...
Just this summer vacation, <Witch Weekly> also took a picture of a certain little wizard entering Fairy Tale Workshop - he actually had an invitation letter!
They thought that store had nothing to do with the little wizards of Hogwarts.
"Roger, don't be too greedy,"
Prefect Penelope reminded him, then turned around and asked with a smile.
"Sean, how was your summer vacation?"
"Very good, Prefect Penelope."
Sean was puzzled and sat in the front row, where Prefect Penelope should have been.
On the Great Hall's High Table, looking at the rickety old hat, Sean's calm face also had a hint of emotion.
When he arrived at the sorting hospital, he naturally remembered the old hat's extremely bad behavior.
"Ginny·Weasley--Gryffindor!"
Professor McGonagall is still in charge of the branch.
A cute little red-haired witch took down Sorting Hat. The long table of Gryffindor burst into cheers, and the Weasley twinss almost stood on the long table and applauded.
Ginny glanced at Ravenclaw Table quietly and ran towards the applauding little lions.
"Nice to meet you, do you know Sean·Green?"
she asked in a low voice to the witch who was applauding beside her.
"That's really congratulations on finding the most famous person as soon as you entered the school."
The witch smiled and shook her head.
"Luna·Lovegood!"
Professor McGonagall continued.
Immediately, sparse applause erupted from Ravenclaw's long table.
"Sean, I heard that you went to that Fairy Tale Workshop store. What are they selling there? Is it really the kind of bread that can Transfiguration become Fantastic Beasts?"
Michael came over from an unknown place on the long table. He looked very curious.
"Strictly speaking - it's biscuits, not bread."
Anthony held the book and corrected.
"Okay, okay, as long as it's not Terry's sticky hash browns."
Michael raised his hands to express surrender.
"That's potato pie!"
Terry retorted in a low voice with some annoyance.
"I can't tell the difference."
Michael muttered and said as if to coax,
"Of course, of course it's potato pie, definitely not potato bombs or potato airplanes..."
They always started chatting by themselves. Sean held the book and didn't pay much attention until a figure jumped to sit next to him.
"I'm Luna, nice to meet you."
She had no idea that her name had just been read.
"Sean·Green."
Sean replied.
"Do you also watch <The Quibbler>?"
Luna said in a singing voice.
"I have a part of it."
Sean refers to the interview invitation sent by <The Quibbler> during the summer vacation. Although he declined, Mr. Lovegood still sent him a series of books.
"Then do you think Cornelius Fudge has his own secret army? An army composed of Heliopath."
Luna said seriously.
"Impossible."
At this time Anthony said slowly.
"Absolutely true."
Luna said.
"What is Heliopath?"
Michael asked, looking confused.
"They are fire spirits,"
Luna said, her bulging eyes widened, making her look even crazier than before.
"It's a huge thing covered in fire. It's flying across the ground and can burn everything in front of it -"
"They don't exist."
Anthony said equally seriously.
"Oh, it exists!"
Luna said angrily.
"Okay, how about you look for evidence together and whoever is more reasonable will be right?"
Michael quickly smoothed things over.
Sean, who was thinking about Ancient Runes, silently stayed away from them. He had never been interested in the disputes between the little wizards.
The only thing that concerned him a little was Sorting Hat. If he could take out Sword of Gryffindor from Sorting Hat, his chances of winning might be even greater.
That sword is so powerful that it can kill Basilisk with just one sword strike.
But when he thought of Sorting Hat's evil deeds, Sean's thoughts paused for a moment. Headmaster Dumbledore allowed him to go to Headmaster's office for tea in extra time. Next time, he would have to settle accounts with Sorting Hat.
Soon, there will be another chapter, Deer will be updated for the fourth time today