The Value of Vinson Wright

Vinson could basically conclude.

The staff on the entire Hogwarts Express were basically students from Hufflepuff, and this attendant aunt was naturally no exception.

Now hearing that something like this happened on the train...

Not only did the attendant aunt not scold Vinson Wright, but she even offered to help solve the problem, and she would send the three unlucky children to the Prefect carriage...

Just as Cedric felt that the world was not quite right, the attendant gently praised Vinson, "You bravely admitted it, what an honest and good child..."

"..."

Cedric was still confused.

The attendant continued to speak gently to Vinson, even comforting him, "Don't be afraid... but don't be so impulsive like today in the future. What if such a cute little badger is punished by the school because of these people?"

After finishing, the attendant added, "If you are punished for something like this, remember to find Headmaster Sprout at the school. She won't let such a cute little badger be bullied..."

"...Yes, I've noted it."

Vinson's serious voice sounded very sincere.

When he returned to the compartment.

Cedric's eyes were full of confusion and bewilderment, and he looked at Vinson inexplicably, "Why did she choose to help us deal with this..."

"Because we are all Hufflepuff."

Vinson put on an air of "we are all our own people."

Just as Vinson was explaining to Cedric the proportion of wizards from Hufflepuff in the Wizarding World, a beautiful scene appeared inside the train.

An attendant used her wand to control three luggage carts carrying three petrified children, walking from the first-year carriage all the way to the Prefect carriage at the front. Every young wizard couldn't help but curiously observe this scene, and some even took the initiative to ask questions...

This kind-hearted attendant would always smile and respond to the students who asked, "Because they insulted Hufflepuff House, they were slightly disciplined by our little badger. Oh, no, it's still a little badger who hasn't undergone the Sorting Ceremony..."

The entire train immediately became agitated.

Soon, almost all the students on the train knew that there would be a freshman with a bit of a temper in Hufflepuff House this year.

The Hufflepuff students eagerly looked forward to meeting that freshman at the Sorting Ceremony, but unfortunately, the attendant refused to reveal any more details.

All the way.

The scenery along the train's route was pleasant.

Vinson Wright and Cedric each held a book, sitting quietly in the compartment, occasionally exchanging a few words about their reading progress.

Sunlight streamed through the window, and their interaction looked very harmonious. The attendant even specially brought them free lunch midway.

However...

Not everyone could endure such a monotonous journey.

The first-year carriage quickly became lively, discussing their new experiences on the Hogwarts Express. The main topic was undoubtedly the three freshmen who had been beaten.

"Hey, did you hear!"

The door of this compartment was suddenly pulled open, and a boy, acting familiar, grabbed the compartment door and looked at the two people quietly reading in the compartment with disbelief, "How can you still read... Three freshmen were beaten!"

"..."

Cedric put down his book, his expression immediately becoming a little awkward.

"Close the door."

Vinson Wright's expression remained unchanged, his head still bowed, focused on reading his Potions Class textbook, as if nothing could disturb his reading.

"Okay."

Vinson's words carried an undeniable tone, making the boy who was holding the compartment door dare not refuse. He carefully walked into the compartment, intending to close the door.

"Close the door from the outside."

Vinson Wright commanded, still without looking up.

"Oh, oh, oh..."

The boy quickly nodded.

However, when the boy walked outside the compartment and closed the door from the outside, he was completely bewildered.

So...

Was he indirectly kicked out?

The boy felt like his intelligence had been rubbed on the ground. He didn't dare to go in and cause trouble, so he could only leave dejectedly.

"..."

Cedric couldn't help but chuckle as he watched this scene.

But it was a bit ungraceful. Cedric quickly cleared his throat, intending to persuade his friend, "Vinson, I don't think you need to be too cold to your classmates. At least for the next few years..."

"Was I not friendly enough to him?"

Vinson Wright suddenly stopped reading, slowly raised his head, and looked at Cedric, "He could walk in standing, and he can leave standing..."

"This..."

Cedric's eyes widened, filled with confusion and bewilderment. "You call that friendly?"

"Of course."

Vinson Wright refocused on the book in his hands.

"Alright then."

Cedric could only watch his friend and shake his head helplessly. Once they got to school, someone would surely notice Vinson's true worth.

At least...

Cedric had noticed.

Cedric was well aware of his father, Amos Diggory's, personality. His father was always bragging about his son, which often annoyed people.

In fact.

Later, after they parted ways with Vinson.

When Cedric and his father were buying other things in Diagon Alley, they encountered other new students. Cedric saw those new students openly mocking his father for his constant praise.

Perhaps...

Other children found his father ridiculous.

However, Cedric deeply admired his simple-hearted father.

Therefore, the events that later unfolded in Diagon Alley made Cedric fully recognize Vinson as a rare and precious friend.

Only Vinson Wright didn't mock his father.

Even in Diagon Alley, Vinson had proactively helped Cedric out of an awkward situation, acting as if it were the most natural thing in the world.

Except...

Vinson's temper could be a bit foul.

But that didn't stop Vinson from being a friend Cedric was willing to get closer to. He had already discovered his friend's valuable qualities.

Vinson was someone who truly respected others and was worthy of respect.

And this particularly precious trait was something other young wizards would find difficult to learn and understand at this age.

"Never mind."

Cedric glanced at Vinson, who was engrossed in his book, and gave up on trying to persuade him. He would just have to look out for his friend more once they were at school.

After all, he was a year older than Vinson!

The sky gradually darkened.

The lights in the carriage flickered on.

The Hogwarts Express began to slow down.

Vinson Wright noticed, suddenly closed the book in his hands, and calmly placed it on the table. "Get ready to pack up. We're almost there."

"Are we finally here?"

Cedric also put down the book in his hands.

Just then, a group of young people's shouts echoed from the carriage corridor. They were Hogwarts Prefects, responsible for assisting the new students.

"First-year students, put on your school robes and get ready to disembark! Keep your luggage where it is; someone will deliver it directly to your common room!"

"..."

Cedric couldn't help but glance at Vinson again.

"I hope someone comes looking for trouble..."

Vinson Wright slowly raised his head and looked at the streetlights flashing by the train window, his old elementary school instincts beginning to awaken. "Otherwise, I'll find school life quite boring."

"Uh... don't say that."

Cedric awkwardly clenched his fists, trying to steer the conversation. "Speaking of which, Vinson, did Mr. Crouch tell you what the Sorting Ceremony is like? My father refused to tell me..."

"That's not important."

Vinson slowly turned his head back and looked at Cedric, answering earnestly, "It depends on what you think... Whatever you want the Sorting Ceremony to be, that's what it will be."