Soon.
The raindrops are like drops.
Gurgling along the towering towers and winding walls of the castle, the night sky seemed to be torn apart by invisible hands, with dazzling lightning piercing the night.
Accompanied by the deafening thunder in the sky, the thunder light illuminated the entire castle in flickering light. At the same time, strange creatures were still hiding under the eaves in the heavy rain.
It just stared at Ian in the dormitory quietly.
Ready to move.
Ready to go.
Ravenclaw The weak windows in the dormitory obviously could not prevent its entry.
However.
At this moment.
"Qiang!"
There was a clear and loud cry, and the fiery red figure bloomed in the thunder, like a ray of sun breaking through the darkness, and the strange creature suddenly flapped its wings as if it felt threatened.
It floated up and down like a flying devil fish, with its fiery red figure chasing after it. The two magical creatures completely disappeared into the night in the blink of an eye.
Everything returned to calm.
It's like nothing happened.
The rain continues to fall.
Until early the next morning.
As the night deepens and the torrential rain gradually recedes, the sky begins to slowly lift its thick black curtain.
The raindrops changed from rapid and violent to sparse, and finally stopped, leaving only water droplets falling gently from the eaves and leaves, making a pleasant ticking sound.
On the horizon, a gentle blue-purple spreads quietly, indicating that a new day has begun.
"Why are you still sleeping!"
The green-haired William is the one who goes to bed the latest, and is also the one who gets up the earliest in the dormitory. The time he wakes up is even earlier than Ian's extremely self-disciplined biological clock.
"Do you want to be late on the first day of school? I heard that Hogwarts will not allow late little wizards to enter the library!"
The voice of William couldn't wake up the sleeping Ian, but he could catch the shaking of Ian's shoulders. When Ian came out of sleep, when he opened his eyes, his eyes were full of green hair.
"Where did the green grassland come from..."
Ian opened William's head.
Some of those who had not slept sat up.
"That's my hair! Hair!"
William muttered and turned around to shake Michael, but the effect was not very significant. The sleep quality of Da Laohei has always been much better than that of other races.
"Maybe you should give him a slap."
Ian sat in front of the bed and yawned.
He stared at William's hair thoughtfully.
Since green has almost no shielding effect on ultraviolet rays, and mammals lack the ability to synthesize green pigments, there is a high probability that humans will not have natural green hair.
Therefore.
Obviously, William's ancestors, like No-Nose's Voldemort, had performed extremely dangerous magic Transfiguration, and were fused with some bloodlines that did not belong to mammals.
It could be a reptile or an amphibian, either one that hatches eggs or one that lays eggs.
"Great idea!"
William did not realize that at this moment, Ian was tracing his ancestors. He listened to Ian's suggestion and slapped Michael's chest fiercely.
"Poof!"
Michael sat up with his eyes wide open.
"I asked him to shoot his face, not his chest or broken ribs!" Ian was shocked. He felt that maybe he, a green-haired roommate, should go to Gryffindor instead of Ravenclaw.
"I just think it's more efficient and maybe more polite." William responded with a smile, feeling a little embarrassed and wanting to touch Michael's chest.
"I don't want to be polite, I just want my life!" Michael ran away in horror. He was more sleepy than anyone else, and his whole body could not be more energetic.
Adrenaline is forever a god.
"I'm sorry."
William apologized very sincerely, which made Michael's face... well, it looked a little better.
"Next time, please pat my face. My mother often wakes me up like that. Don't be afraid of being rude." Michael saw Ian rushing into the bathroom and snatching the right to use the bathroom. He could only rub his aching chest while repeatedly admonishing William.
The episode has been revealed.
The three little wizards quickly washed up and went to the Great Hall to have breakfast.
Oatmeal, bread rolls, orange juice, kippers, eggs and bacon, toast, buttered jam bread, cornflakes... these are Hogwarts's most classic breakfasts.
Rich in nutrients.
It tastes good too.
The most important thing is that there is Ian's favorite Wake-up Lemonade. After one cup, he feels refreshed and he starts to compete with his two roommates over how much they eat for breakfast.
No surprises.
The muscular Michael won the competition, Ian came second, and William came last. The green-haired boy who refused to admit defeat blamed his ranking on the chicken legs last night.
"Friends, chicken drumsticks are innocent."
Michael seems to be still reminiscing about the delicious food last night.
Eat and drink enough.
Ian The three of them rushed to the seventh floor of the castle - the first class after the start of school was the Transfiguration class of Minerva·Professor McGonagall. The students of Ravenclaw would attend the class together with the students of Hufflepuff.
Each class will be taught by two colleges together, and there is no fixed combination.
This includes the fact that two colleges can compete with each other to stimulate competitiveness, which also means that Hogwarts's new students every year are not really that special.
It seemed like a noisy classroom, even if there were freshmen from two colleges gathered here, there were actually only about thirty people in total.
"There is a cat in the classroom!"
As soon as the three of them entered the classroom, they found a tabby cat lying on the podium.
When such a legendary scene actually appeared in front of us, Ian, who had been looking forward to it for more than a week in advance, immediately took out the freeze-dried raw meat and bones that he had prepared for a long time.
However.
His movements were a step slower.
"Little kitten, soft and well-behaved cat! This must be the cat raised by the professor!"
Michael started humming, and activated his mysterious advantage. With a sway, he flashed in front of Ian, and he was about to stroke the cat one step ahead of Ian.
"Professor McGonagall, good morning." Seeing that Michael was about to attack at lightning speed, and he lost the opportunity, Ian also made a decision immediately.
When he bowed slightly towards the kitten, the freeze-dried stuff in his hand was stuffed back into his robe.
"What!"
Michael hasn't reacted yet.
Professor McGonagall has already transformed back into human form.
Looking at the serious-looking older cat girl in front of him, Little Black Brother raised his head with his hand stiffly raised in the air, and his whole body was visibly at a loss.
"Good eyesight, Mr. Prince."
Professor McGonagall ignored Michael who had started to turn red. She gave Ian a strange look, hesitated for a moment, and then reminded Ian.
"Although there is no strict prohibition on eating in class, food that has begun to spoil will harm your health. I do not recommend that you be overly frugal in this regard."
When talking.
Professor McGonagall's eyes are a little weirder.
She always felt that Ian didn't look like he wanted to eat snacks just now.
[PS: The protagonist will have his own Phoenix, which is in the middle of this semester, so it will be a little special.]
(End of chapter)