Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 14 How did Slytherin become like this?

"Wait." Harry didn't argue with Hermione.

As soon as he finished speaking, a toad flew in from the door and landed accurately in front of Harry.

"Look, is that the Toad you were looking for?" asked Harry.

Hermione stared at Harry with wide eyes and an expression of disbelief.

The Flying Spell is a spell that can only be learned in the fourth grade. She noticed this yesterday when she was reading a book for fun.

"This is too strong!" Ron sat up straight and praised sincerely: "Brother, you really deserve to be the boy who defeated the mysterious man!"

Hermione, who was still struggling just now, was relieved at once. That's right, after all, he is the savior.

"I'll go give the toad back to Neville first. He's so anxious." Hermione picked up the toad and said to Harry, "Thank you, Harry. I'll come back after I send the toad to the compartment. I still have a lot of spells to ask you..."

After that, without waiting for Harry to answer, Hermione took the toad and walked out of the compartment.

"She's really scary, isn't she?" Ron looked at the door with lingering fear. He didn't know why, but after seeing Hermione, he always felt as if he couldn't raise his head.

Harry spread his hands. When he pestered Sebastian to learn how to duel, he was much more annoying than Hermione.

"No matter which house I'm assigned to, I don't want to be assigned to the same house as her." Ron continued, "Oh my God, she reminds me of Percy, but she's even more... that."

He threw his wand into the suitcase and said without looking up, "This spell is useless. It's another prank by George. Be careful of the two of them when you get to school. Don't believe anything they say, and don't eat anything they give you. Really, if you don't believe me, you will regret it."

Harry nodded in understanding. Even his naive and cute brother was deceived. Perhaps these two twins had extraordinary bad tastes.

"What house are they in?" asked Harry, still thinking that it was probably Gryffindor.

As expected, Ron replied, "Gryffindor, my parents were from this college, and my five brothers are also from Gryffindor. If I can't go to Gryffindor, I don't know what they will say to me - I think there's nothing wrong with Ravenclaw, but don't put me in Slytherin -"

"Why?" Harry asked puzzled.

"Because all Slytherins are dark wizards." Ron answered as a matter of course.

Harry raised his eyebrows. Even though Slytherin students didn't mind learning the Dark Arts, this statement was indeed a bit arbitrary.

Could it be that the gap between schools has become so deep after a hundred years?
"Why do you say that?" Harry asked. Perhaps something has changed in the past hundred years?
"Because the You-Know-Who was born in Slytherin, and after him, almost all Slytherins were his disciples." Ron muttered, "You know who the You-Know-Who is. There are no good people following him. They are all dark wizards who disregard life."

Harry sighed.

Damn it, how did Slytherin become like this!

"Oh, I'm back." Hermione's voice came from outside the door. "I couldn't find Neville after searching for a long time, so I locked the toad and put it on his desk. What are you talking about?"

"Talking about college." Ron forced a smile.

Seeing Ron's reluctance, Hermione asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Is everything okay?"

"I was just wondering what would happen if I wasn't assigned to Gryffindor." Ron held his chin with his hands. "Fred told me that freshmen have to pass the entrance exam before they are assigned to different colleges. Their class had to form groups of ten to deal with the troll."

"Didn't you say," Harry discovered the blind spot, "that we shouldn't believe what they say?"

"That's true, but I asked my dad, and he said the same thing," Ron's face became even more bitter. "But he said that their class was not so bad. They only had five people in a group to deal with the giant eight-eyed spider. But there was still one unlucky guy who was bitten by the spider and stayed in the school hospital for a month before waking up..."

At this moment, a haughty voice came from the door.

"So what they said is true, Harry Potter is on this train?" The three looked towards the door, where stood a thin boy with light blond hair waxed back, looking as if he was trying hard to look mature.

From the light blond hair, grey eyes, and arrogance, Harry was able to identify the person.

Another Malfoy!

There were two boys standing next to him, one was tall and fat, the other was short and fat. They didn't look very elegant and looked like he was a follower.

"This is Crabbe, this is Goyle." The Malfoy began to introduce his followers: "My name is Draco, Draco Malfoy..."

Ron coughed slightly to stop himself from laughing.

"You think my name is funny, don't you?" Draco squinted at Ron. "I don't need to ask to know who you are. You have red hair and are dressed in rags. You must be a Weasley. My dad told me that the Weasley family has too many children to support."

Then he turned to Harry and said, "You will soon find that some wizard families are much better than other families. Unlike other families, Potter, you don't want to make friends with alternative families? I can still help you with this."

He held out his hand, wanting to shake Harry's.

Harry thought his temper was good enough, but he was still irritated by the Malfoy in front of him.

Seeing him being so arrogant and cocky, he couldn't help but think of Cassandra.

But Cassandra was well-educated and would never mock another person's family, nor would she make personal attacks on others.

This young Mr. Malfoy... has very poor upbringing and is very uncultured.

"I think you should apologize," Harry said coldly, "At least a child from a well-educated family would not make irresponsible comments about other people's families."

"I think Harry is right." Hermione stood up and stood firmly on the side of Harry and Ron.

Ron's eyes turned red. He didn't expect that these two classmates he just met would defend him so much.

"Who are you?" Draco asked Hermione with a frown.

"Hermione Granger," Hermione answered with her head held high.

Hearing Hermione's answer, Draco showed a look of contempt.

"So you're a little mudblood, you stinky ..."

"Shut up!" Ron stood up suddenly and pointed his wand at Draco. "How dare you, how dare you say that word!"

Draco looked back at the two followers with a sly look on his face, "Hey, are you trying to help your girlfriend? Weasley? Are you sure you can handle the consequences of casting a spell on me? My dad is a school director, and I can make your dad lose his job with just one word. Think about it, your family can't even afford to raise a child. What will you do if your dad loses his job?"

However, he only got one sentence in answer.

"Leviosa!"

A flash of yellow light hit Draco, and he floated into the air, hitting his head on the door frame.

It wasn't Ron or Hermione who cast the spell.

But Harry.

(End of this chapter)