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"And as long as you live with people who have your mother's bloodline, your enemies will not harm you."

"I think that's why you've always lived in the Muggle world."

At this point, Zicomo also expressed his feelings towards Lily.

As for Harry's father, James...

In his past life, he quite liked the tragic character of Snape when he watched movies, and he wanted to help Snape if he had the chance.

"Thank you, Zicomo!" Harry was excited to finally hear concrete news about his mother.

The sentimental little witch next to her also had red eyes.

As for Ron, well, he was just listening to the story.

Despite having six brothers, he was not lacking in love. On the contrary, he often felt an overwhelming amount of affection from his two twin brothers.

Yes, in a prank way.

That said, why did the Weasleys have so many children?

Because Mrs. Weasley wanted a daughter?

If this happened in our country, Ron would probably name it "Sister-Seeking."

"Alright, gentlemen, we're almost at Hogwarts."

“You should all change into your robes.” Zicomo glanced at the time.

Harry and Ron changed into their robes, and soon the train stopped at Hogwarts Station.

The four people who got off the train saw Hagrid standing on the platform, carrying a lamp.

He nodded to Harry in greeting. Then he called out to all the young wizards, "First-years, come this way to board the ship, quick, follow me!"

The first-year wizards followed Hagrid along a path overgrown with bushes and weeds.

Hermione tripped and fell, but thankfully Zicomo caught her in time.

Seeing this, Zicomo pulled out his wand.

"The stars are twinkling."

A starlight flew from the tip of the wand, floated around Zicomo, and illuminated the surroundings.

"Shouldn't it be fluorescent flashing?" Hermione asked, puzzled.

“I found holding up the wand too troublesome, so I made some improvements.”

Zicomo spoke casually, making improvements to these minor spells a piece of cake for him.

The original 'Fluorescent Blink' would emit a soft white light from the tip of the wand. Zicomo combined the 'Starlight' magic from the old man's ring to create the current spell.

Of course, the spell was made up.

"Remember to teach me when you have time." The little witch was used to her cousin's genius.

Ron and Harry, who were walking behind, did not yet have a clear understanding of Zicomo.

Ron, in particular, began to doubt who the real Muggle-born wizard was.

We walked out of the bushes and arrived at the lakeside dock.

Hagrid had the young wizards sit in boats of four. Once everyone was on board, the boats began to move forward automatically.

Across the misty lake, a brightly lit castle sits on its shore.

Zicomo quietly explained to Hermione why first-year students had to take a boat to Hogwarts; he knew the little witch loved hearing about it.

In fact, the first-year students taking a boat across the river is a tradition, which is how the four founders of Hogwarts discovered Hogwarts.

The reason the young wizards crossed the river in boats of four was to give the new students a taste of the experience the four great wizards had when they searched for the school's location.

The little witch admired Zicomo's extensive knowledge, and even Ron and Harry listened with great interest.

Upon reaching the shore, everyone disembarked and was led by Hagrid. They climbed the steps to the gate, where Professor McGonagall was waiting for the young wizards.

"Professor McGonagall, these are the first-year students." Hagrid greeted Professor McGonagall, handed the young wizards over to her, and then left.

Professor McGonagall first welcomed the young wizards and instructed them to line up and wait, then turned and entered the banquet hall.

After Professor McGonagall left, the young wizards became lively.

“Hey, how do you guys think the Sorting Ceremony will go? Fred and George told me we need to fight dragons,” Ron said.

Hearing Ron's words, Hermione couldn't help but chuckle. She hadn't expected that the case of the Sorting Ceremony being a hoax that her cousin had mentioned would appear before her so quickly.

Ron was puzzled by Hermione's smile.

Meanwhile, Harry was confronted by Draco, the arrogant young master of the Malfoy family. What bad intentions could our cocky guy possibly have? He's just spoiled rotten by his family, his mind filled with nothing but pure-blood honor.

He simply wanted to make friends with the boy who had miraculously survived, but he didn't expect to hear Ron's muffled laughter while introducing himself.

Feeling mocked, he turned around and saw the Weasleys' signature red hair.

Deeply influenced by his father, he also harbored a deep resentment towards the Weasleys. So he promptly switched to his sharp-tongued mode, unleashing a torrent of verbal abuse on Ron.

However, Draco was unaware that Harry had already considered the people he met on the train as friends.

Especially Ron, this somewhat rough-around-the-edges boy, gave him the feeling of being destined to be best friends.

Harry was mocked by his friend, and naturally, he didn't like Draco, so he rejected him without hesitation.

Zicomo looked at Draco and saw the disbelief, anger, and a hint of resentment flash across his eyes.

Zicomo sighed at Draco's bad luck, wondering why he hadn't made a good impression on Harry beforehand.

Fortunately, Professor McGonagall returned in time; otherwise, a huge argument between the elementary school students would have ensued.

Chapter Fifteen: The Sorting Ceremony, Achieving Life's Success

"Everything is ready, come with me."

Professor McGonagall glanced at the crowd and led everyone into the hall.

The first thing you see is four long dining tables, with upperclassmen from each of the four colleges sitting on either side of their respective college's table.

Above them were floating candles and a magical sky, as described in "Hogwarts: A History of the School".

The teachers sat in the teachers' dining area at the front, with a stool in front of them and a dirty wizard's hat on it.

Once the young wizards were standing in front of their stools, Professor McGonagall asked Dumbledore to speak first.

"I have a few things to announce about the start of the school year. First-year students, please note that the school strictly prohibits any student from entering the Dark Forest, which is a forbidden forest."

"Also, our manager, Mr. Filch, asked me to remind you that the door on the right side of the third-floor corridor is also a forbidden area. If you don't want to die a horrible death, you'd better not go near it."

"Thank you."

The content was so familiar that Zicomo, who had read countless fanfictions, could practically recite it by heart.

The Sorting Ceremony began, and Professor McGonagall called out the young wizards whose names were called to come forward and put on the Sorting Hat.

"Hermione's body was covered in yellow fat.

"Alright, let me see. You're intelligent and courageous. Ravenclaw or Gryffindor would both suit you well."

"Child, which college do you want to go to?"

"Suit yourself, Mr. Sorting Hat. By the way, have you ever considered taking a bath?"

After hearing her cousin's evaluation of the four houses, Hermione felt it didn't matter whether she went to Gryffindor or Ravenclaw. However, she did raise a question that really bothered her.

“Oh, interesting child! I also raised this question with Dumbledore, but obviously, just by looking at me, you already know the answer, don’t you?”

"Let me think. With your exceptional wisdom, you can acquire the knowledge you desire no matter where you are. So, I wish you find even more wonderful qualities here."

"Gryffindor!" the Sorting Hat shouted at the end.

Hermione put down the Sorting Hat and thanked it softly: "Thank you, I think you'll be able to take a bath soon."

Thinking of her cousin's obsessive-compulsive disorder, she figured the Sorting Hat was bound to get thoroughly cleaned.

When it was Harry's turn, Zicomo watched him mutter to himself, mostly resisting Slytherin.

He had just overheard Ron talking badly about Slytherin to Harry.

After a lengthy discussion, the Sorting Hat finally delivered the expected result: "Gryffindor!"

The Gryffindor upperclassmen cheered, "We have Potter! We have Potter!"

As for our Mr. Ron, the moment the Sorting Hat touched his hair, he exclaimed, "Another Weasley, Gryffindor!"

Zicomo remembered that his family were all Gryffindor students.

Zikomo's name is spelled Zikomo in English, so he was listed last.

When it was his turn, Zicomo stepped forward, quietly apologized to the Sorting Hat, and then raised his hand to clean up the house.

Only then, amidst the shocked gazes of the entire audience, did he put it on.

"Oh! That little girl was talking about you, wasn't she? She said I'd soon be able to take a bath."

The Sorting Hat didn't rush to sort Zicomo into a Sorting House; instead, it started talking to him.

“You mean Hermione? She’s my cousin,” Zicomo replied.