Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

With the enthusiastic guidance of Harry and the others, the students entered King's Cross Station in an orderly manner and found the stone wall through which they could pass.

Not a single wizard was late; they all boarded the magic train on time.

Moreover, thanks to the guidance of others, all the wizards were able to prepare 10 minutes in advance.

As the magic train started moving, the three deans looked out the window and found the platform outside completely empty.

The scene I remember of little wizards rushing outside the train, shouting "Wait for me! Wait for me!" because they were running late did not occur.

The empty scene brought a sense of relief to the three deans.

Sprout praised, "I knew that with Lin Xia and her group around, there wouldn't be any problems on site, and even if there were, they would be able to solve them all."

There was a hint of pride in her words.

As one of the few students in Hufflepuff who earned the Distinguished Student Badge in their early years, Lin Xia and Draco already possessed emergency response capabilities.

Even within Hogwarts, he could stand on his own, let alone simply be in charge of order in the Muggle world.

Professor Flitwick nodded approvingly and added, "I think Harry and Ron's method of guiding students into the station in an orderly manner is excellent. We should have more volunteers like them when welcoming new students in the future."

Volunteers will stand outside the platform to guide new students into the station, which will reduce a lot of trouble and save time compared to before.

It's one thing if there was no one to guide them beforehand, but they also didn't realize that providing guidance in advance would be so effective.

With guidance, the professor discovered that many things that seemed troublesome could actually be avoided.

Previously, everyone was thinking about how to improve efficiency, but unexpectedly, a few freshmen figured it out.

Only Snape scoffed and said sarcastically, "This isn't freshmen enrolling; it's a bunch of old students who already have enrollment experience."

These students already had prior enrollment experience, so they weren't likely to cause any major trouble. That's why they were able to handle unexpected problems, since those problems weren't really problems to begin with.

He then changed the subject: "But even the most brilliant student might not be able to handle a freshman who knows nothing properly. Who knows what ideas these freshmen might come up with that even a monstrous brain couldn't conceive of?"

Sprout was not angry when he heard this.

Having taught together at Hogwarts for so long, they already knew each other's personalities well. She wasn't so dense that she couldn't tell whether Snape was genuinely angry or just being sarcastic.

Lin Xia and the others are students of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor.

Students in Slytherin House have a certain pride; this house is not like other houses where people can be as carefree as they are with their pride.

The other three houses can find volunteers, but Slytherin's chances are slim.

Snape looks like he'll have to keep working hard.

Everyone would be leisurely chatting on the magic train, while he would have to get off and maintain order. Thinking about this made Sprout even happier.

She said with a smile, "The addition of student volunteers has simply made the process clearer and less chaotic."

When it comes to welcoming new students, professors must be present so that if any unexpected problems arise, someone can be found to solve them.

"Toot toot!" The magic train sounded its horn a few more times.

As if sensing something, the three deans all turned their heads to look at a certain place in the next second.

Suddenly, several thin cracks appeared in the peaceful space, as if a layer of disguise had been peeled off. In a short while, more than a dozen Aurors appeared in front of the professor.

These Aurors were all sent by the Ministry of Magic.

Hogwarts was worried that the Death Eaters would cause chaos when school started, and even Harry wearing the Sorting Hat wasn't enough to guarantee safety, so they secretly sent a group of Aurors over.

The professors went up to them, and the group of Aurors saluted them and explained their previous observations.

"The rats from the sewers did come, but they didn't make any rash moves. They just observed for a while and then dispersed on their own."

Flitwick asked, "Did those Death Eaters enter the station?"

Auror shook his head. "We've set up a detection array inside the station beforehand. It will issue a warning as soon as it detects any evil god power aura on them."

However, the magic rune array didn't respond at all; they simply lingered outside.

Snape immediately understood what was going on, and sneered sarcastically:

"I never expected these rats to be so cowardly. They were terrified just by seeing Harry and wouldn't even dare to enter the station. I thought they were so fearless!"

The other two professors couldn't help but feel a sense of relief.

They outnumbered the other group, were fully prepared, and were not worried about an attack by the Death Eaters.

But it would be even better if nothing happened at all.

After the Aurors finished their report, they took out their flying brooms.

They had other tasks to do, so they didn't go to Hogwarts with the magic train.

Moreover, since they hadn't registered in advance, they wouldn't be able to get into Hogwarts even after arriving there.

Inside the magic train.

With a clanging sound, the train slowly started moving.

After a winter break, the students called on their friends and family to get together and talk about what they had done and where they had gone. The atmosphere was very relaxed.

Harry and the others were usually part of the chat, but this time they weren't able to stay idle.

They were called in by the school to maintain order and patrol the magic train.

However, Harry and his group were not under the jurisdiction of the student council. Their duty to maintain order was directly assigned to them by the school and did not go through the student council's channels.

So they and the student council members patrolled in two shifts.

To avoid overlapping patrol routes, Harry and the others went ahead to communicate with the student council president, Percy.

The train had barely started moving when Percy stood sternly in one of the carriages, warning the students to arrange their luggage properly and not to block the aisle; all luggage had to be placed on the luggage racks.

He held a roll of parchment roster in one hand, and with the other hand he pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose with a precise arc, showing meticulousness. His gaze behind the lenses swept across the carriage full of students like a searchlight.

"Pay attention to discipline!"

He suddenly raised his voice, his taut jawline revealing an undeniable authority.

"The suitcase must be completely packed into the overhead rack—yes, you! Push the red suitcase in three inches further, don't block the aisle!"

He pointed at a flustered first-year student, his fingertips almost poking the student's panicked face.

Two prefects from the lower grades jogged over to ask for instructions, and Percy quickly flipped through the roster, the pages rustling.

"White Team, you are responsible for patrolling the third to fifth carriages and reporting on the order status every 10 minutes."

Mr. Cameron, please check that the life-saving manual in the carriage is hanging in the designated position—”

Percy spoke at breakneck speed, brooking no interruption.

Harry and the others could only stand aside, patiently waiting for him to finish explaining everything.

Percy rattled off a long speech, leaving Harry feeling dizzy just listening, unsure of what the other prefects thought. Finally, Percy reluctantly concluded, "If anything is missing, immediately ask the conductor for spare parts. Remember, we're here to protect the safety of every student!"

"Pfft!"

Ron held back his amusement at Percy's pretentious act, but the twins standing in the next box couldn't help but chuckle quietly.

They didn't expect that Percy, who was already quite arrogant at home, would act even more arrogantly at school. Anyone who didn't know better would think that the student council president was some kind of high-ranking official.

At home, Percy always acted as the older brother, giving orders to them and telling them to do this and that. If they didn't do it, their mother would scold them for disobeying their older brother.

However, the twins were not to be trifled with. They only listened to a few words at first, and then made an excuse to run away to do other things, instead of staying at home to go against Percy.

Percy whirled around, glaring at them, his voice icy: "George, Fred, if you continue peddling on the train—"

Before Percy could finish speaking, Lin Xia suddenly said, "President, we have something to report to you."

Percy's breathing was somewhat heavy.

He glared at George and Fred for several seconds before regaining his composure, then turned to look at Lin Xia, reverting to his usual upright and stern posture.

What do you need me for?

Lin Xia was, after all, an outstanding student at the school, and held considerable weight in the professors' eyes.

He was a well-known figure in Percy's circle.

Lin Xia calmly said, "I'm here to talk to you about patrolling. We've been authorized by the school to come to the Magic Train this time to be responsible for student safety."

So we'll also be participating in patrols, but this part of our responsibilities overlaps with those of the student council. Let me discuss the patrol routes with you.

Percy's expression was somewhat disdainful.

"You're just third-year students, what can you do? The safety on the magic train is the responsibility of our student council."

Lin Xia smiled slightly: "We are just following the school's instructions. If you think we can't handle the patrol responsibility, it's no use telling me. You have to communicate with the professor yourself. Only if the professor says we don't need to patrol will we be exempt from patrolling."

Simply put, even though Percy is the student council president, what he says has no effect on them; they are not on the same level.

Lin Xia and others directly liaise with university professors, but Percy generally doesn't have access to them.

However, the student council has a lot of responsibilities and a great deal of autonomy.

Percy can arrange some things on his own without notifying the professor.

For example, the security patrols on the train were decided by Percy on his own initiative.

Percy remained silent.

Lin Xia waited a moment, then calmly continued, "President, let's discuss the patrol route first. We won't go to the areas the student council has already patrolled."

Percy, with a stern face, named several patrol locations.

After listening, Lin Xia said, "We will avoid these locations."

She didn't linger any longer, turned and left, and the group of people who followed her also turned and left.

Ron was among them.

Percy stared at Ron's retreating figure, his lips slightly parted as if he wanted to say something, but he hesitated and finally pursed them tightly.

He didn't think Ron was capable of shouldering such a heavy burden.

In his memory, Ron was just as mischievous as George and Fred, both of whom were troublesome younger brothers.

After just one winter break, he suddenly transformed, becoming very outstanding, and the people around him praised him for his excellence.

This was unacceptable to Percy.

Because in his mind, Ron was still that good-for-nothing.

Percy thought to himself: Forget it, I'll help Ron when he can't take the pressure anymore and comes begging for help.

After walking through several private boxes and making sure no one was following him, Ron could no longer contain himself and said:
"Oh my god, Harry, did you see Percy's expression just now?"

Ron said with shining eyes, "This is the first time I've seen him so embarrassed. He didn't dare to scold Lin Xia, nor did he give us any long-winded instructions!"
Harry, you have no idea how rare it is for him to act like this. Ever since he became student council president, he's become so arrogant. He speaks with this strange tone, as if he's superior to everyone else..."

Harry didn't dare mention Percy; he felt that the Weasleys were all very kind to him, even to the seemingly difficult Percy.

But he didn't mention it, while the twins around him kept echoing his sentiments.

"Yes! Ron, you're so lucky you didn't go home for winter break!"

You have no idea, because of him, I have to listen to my mother nagging me every day: what I can't do, what I can't do, how I should do this, how I should do that… He forces his rules onto us.”

George: "The key is that he has double standards. There are some things he doesn't do himself, but he just orders us around."

Fred: "None of us wanted to stay at home, so we found an excuse to leave."

Ron was somewhat surprised.

In the past, his twin brothers were reluctant to talk to him about family matters, because whenever he was at home, he was usually the one who suffered, while his brothers always acted as if it was none of their business.

This time he didn't go home, but the twin brothers experienced what he used to do at home.

Lin Xia arrived at a private room and stopped.

"This is the compartment we're patrolling. There's a professor on the train, so nothing will happen. We're just going through the motions."

The others nodded.

The Weasley twins also nodded in agreement, having automatically and consciously placed themselves in Lin Xia's group.

They thought they would arrive at school without incident, but after they finished patrolling the boxes, the Weasley twins went to the center of one of the boxes and picked up a quill pen that could write automatically.

George said in an exaggerated voice, "Fred, what kind of quill pen is this? How can it move? What can it do for me?"

Fred pulled out a workbook and said with a grin, "You wouldn't understand, would you? This is a special quill pen that can help me with my homework, look!"

Their highly infectious and exaggerated performance immediately attracted the attention of a large number of wizards.

They couldn't help but focus their attention on the quill pen, and discovered that it actually started writing automatically after touching the notebook.

"Can this quill pen really help us with our homework?"

Wow, it went so smoothly to write down a whole bunch of answers!

"Is it really that intelligent? Or is it just some random code?"

Ron's expression instantly turned ugly.

He knew that his twin brother wouldn't let him get to school so easily.

The twins' product promotion, though late, has finally arrived! (End of Chapter)