The huge arms and legs returned to the water.
Now, all the boats have entered the dark tunnel.
However, Hagrid's lantern illuminated everything on his ship.
Wrapped in a moleskin coat, cold, shaking with fear, and dripping wet, Malfoy became the only light in the darkness.
All eyes turned to him.
Harry and Ron looked at each other in the same way.
The surroundings were filled with buzzing sounds like mosquitoes.
"Don't talk to me." Ron's voice trembled.
However, Harry was the only one who paid attention to him.
Asked curiously: "Why?"
Hermione glanced away, then focused her attention on Bajir's profile.
Bajir hummed Hedwig's theme (Hedwig's theme song, the soundtrack in the movie) and closed his eyes leisurely.
Ron didn't pay attention. He closed his eyes with a very happy expression on his face, "Because I want to engrav this incident forever in my memory, the little baby Malfoy in Hagrid's arms."
Harry laughed in agreement.
"I still remember him once saying something bad about Hagrid in front of me: 'I've heard of him. He works as a servant, doesn't he? ... This guy is rough and lives in a cabin on campus. , got drunk from time to time, played some magic tricks, and ended up burning his own bed.'"
"What happens now? In the arms of someone I despise."
Ron's smile faded, "Isn't I the first little wizard of your age you met?"
Harry was puzzled, "Is that you? I just chatted with him for a few words in Madam Malkin's robe shop. We didn't even exchange names."
Bagir opened his eyes and turned his head.
Ron seemed dissatisfied with Harry's answer.
Harry also found Ron a bit baffled.
The atmosphere between the two suddenly changed. They sat back to back on both sides of the boat and fell silent.
"Hey, why do you look like a quarreling couple?"
Bargeer couldn't help but move closer to Hermione.
Hermione smiled in surprise.
Among the four, only Hermione won!
.......
Until we got off the boat and came to a ground of gravel and pebbles.
Harry and Ron still didn't speak.
Even when Malfoy was still in Hagrid's arms and Neville found the toad and called Lefford Fowle, it didn't attract the two's attention.
At this time, Bagir also looked melancholy.
In front of him was a bumpy tunnel in the rock.
What was even more despairing was that, combined with the Hogwarts in his mind, after climbing up and walking through a flat, wet grassland, there was another long set of stone steps.
Then there is the gate of the castle.
It would be nice if no one knew him.
He could sneak around, wait for the large army to reach the stone steps, and teleport directly there.
He took a serious look at Hermione, who was looking more enthusiastic for some reason.
Obviously, this is impossible.
If he had known better, he should have gotten himself into the water.
In this way, you can sleep like a baby in Hagrid's arms without having to walk.
In a blink of an eye, Bagir, who had already completed the journey and arrived in front of the castle gate, still did not change his mind.
Watching Hagrid make a fist with his right hand and bang on the door.
Holding Malfoy in his left hand, the envy in Bajir's eyes has not completely faded away.
Until... the door opens.
The tall black-haired witch wearing emerald green robes who walked out appeared in front of him.
"Hiss!" Bajier touched Ron, Bai Xiaosheng in the magic world, with his elbow, "Who is she? I want to know all her information in one second!"
"Her?" Ron looked confused, "Who else could it be? Minerva McGonagall, Vice-Principal of Hogwarts, Head of Gryffindor House, and Head of the Department of Transfiguration."
"How could it be possible?" Bajir almost muttered in his sleep, "How old is she?"
The Professor Cat in front of him had black hair and square glasses.
And the skin is smooth, fair and almost wrinkle-free.
She has a beautiful face, tight-fitting emerald green robe, and an exquisite figure.
There was also a hint of tenderness revealed when he used spells to ward off cold and water on Malfoy.
This will be that amiable old lady, Professor Cat! ! !
Ron actually answered, "Well, let me think about it, my mother is 41 years old. She said that Professor McGonagall is almost 30 years older than her."
"So she is almost 70?" Bajier was a little doubtful about life.
The last time this happened, I still knew that my grandmother gave birth to his father when she was eighty years old.
On the other side, Ron was still talking, whispering Professor McGonagall's personal information.
At this moment, he discovered that besides playing chess, he had other talents!
Ron Rita Skeeter II Weasley is born!
"My mother said that Professor McGonagall is an amazing legend."
"As a baby, he had the ability to control the family cat, summon toys to his crib, and make his father's bagpipes play on his own."
"Achieved the highest scores in both the OWL exam and the NEWT exam, was elected prefect and president of the Girls Student Council, and won the "Transfiguration Today" Most Promising Newcomer Award."
(Hermione whispered in Bajir's ear: "I also know, it is in "The Modern Master of Magic".")
"As soon as I graduated, I joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement."
"After only two years, I got the opportunity to be promoted."
"But she refused and chose Hogwarts. She was offered a position in the Transfiguration Department, and the head of the department at the time was Albus Dumbledore."
Bajir heard this: Ron, what surprises do you have, I don’t know!
However, Ron stopped here.
Because right now, they had followed Professor McGonagall into the foyer, passed the closed auditorium, and entered a small empty room at the other end of the hall.
Professor Maomao was talking to them, the first-year students, about something they already knew.
We must first classify them, what colleges are there, the sorting ceremony is very important, the college is your home, the college points represent honors, the rules for adding and subtracting college points...
"The college is our home? Not a school?" Bajier, who has experienced the education of the Dragon Kingdom in the 21st century, immediately discovered his blind spot.
What follows is an introduction and emphasis on the college.
Bagir, who regarded Hogwarts as his own property, immediately put aside his curiosity about Professor McGonagall.
Instead, he frowned and listened to these words that divided his Hogwarts.
The college belongs to the school, and you must love the college.
Isn't this another type of 'my vassal's vassal is not my vassal, my lord's lord is not my lord'?
He asked Ron seriously: "Who are you talking about, the department chair?"
Ron: "You wouldn't think that students in seven grades would have one teacher in charge of each subject. In fact, our major subjects, except Potions and Defense Against the Dark Arts, all have teachers from their respective departments. "
"However, they are mainly responsible for seventh-grade students and back-end work such as grading homework. They are also in the staff lounge on weekdays and do not attend banquets."
"So, we barely see them. Some people call them house-elf professors."
"Outrageous." Bagir's brows tightened.
According to the division of colleges, each subject also has labor-like teaching assistants.
A young wizard from a Muggle family, he came to Hogwarts just to learn magic.
But Hogwarts is divided into camps.
Before Time Travel: Sorting is so interesting
After traveling through time and owning Hogwarts: "Is my school ruined by you like this?"
With this thought in mind, Bagir suddenly raised his right hand.
"Professor, I don't think you are right to say that!"
