The King of Flags at Hogwarts

Harry brushed his hair aside, revealing the lightning bolt scar.

"Wow, amazing! You really are Harry Potter, the boy who survived!"

As a snack cart passed by, the vendor warmly greeted them, "Kids, wouldn't you like some snacks?"

Ron shook his head, somewhat dejected, and said, "No, no need, I brought my own food."

Having lived under someone else's roof for eleven years, Harry's ability to read people's expressions had become almost instinctive, and he immediately noticed Ron's predicament.

He generously pulled out a handful of Galleons. "I want some," Harry said, to Ron's astonishment. "Everything except Flavored Beans."

"Why, why don't you want 'Palty Potts Flavored Beans'?" Ron asked, puzzled. "Don't you think unknown flavors are interesting?"

Harry grabbed a bunch of snacks and stuffed them into Ron's arms: "My cousin once gave me some Flavored Beans, but unfortunately, only two of them were good; the rest were just weird flavors."

As if recalling some unbearable memory, Harry couldn't help but shiver.

Ron laughed: "I bet you tasted booger!"

“No,” Harry shook his head repeatedly, he really didn’t want to recall that indescribable taste, “it was worse than that.”

Ron seemed to have thought of something, and he suddenly asked, "Harry, I heard that you were sent to a Muggle family by Dumbledore for foster care. How come your cousin has Flavored Beans?"

Harry chuckled, “My cousin isn’t a Muggle, she’s a wizard. Like your family, she has red hair.”

Just then, the carriage door opened, and a pair of red-haired twin brothers who looked almost identical jumped in.

“Oh no,” Ron said, clearly disliking his brothers, and introduced them to Harry, “These are my two brothers, the ones you met before we got on the train. This is George, and this is Fred.”

“Hey Ron, my youngest brother, I’m Fred, and he’s George.”

Ron sighed. "Come on, George, Mom specially prepared different socks for you this morning. I saw them."

The twin brothers laughed heartily: "Our little brother has grown up and can think for himself now!" ×2

Ron, enraged, grabbed a handful of candy and threw it at the two brothers. They caught the candy, laughing, and said, "Thank you, generous Mr. Ron Weasley!" ×2

Ron, however, said, “I didn’t treat you. I don’t have that much money,” pointing to Harry, “Harry Potter treated me.”

"Harry Potter! It really is you!" ×2

Harry gave a shy smile: "Hello."

The two brothers sat down opposite Harry, looking very excited.

They unceremoniously pushed their little brother to the window, his face almost pressed against the glass, making his already unattractive face look even stranger.

"It's an honor to meet you, Harry! We grew up listening to your legends!"

"The boy who survived!" ×2

Harry gave an awkward laugh, trying to quickly change the subject: "George, Fred, what grade are you in?"

"Third grade!"

Harry's eyes lit up, and he quickly asked, "I've always lived with Muggles, and I'm extremely curious about Hogwarts. So, can you tell me about Hogwarts? Anything is fine."

George and Fred said in unison, "Of course, no problem."

Ron slapped his forehead. "Please, stop with those self-aggrandizing stories. I'm sick of them. Besides, why didn't you stay in your own carriages? What are you doing here?"

George proudly pulled a small earplug from his ear and then took a small object from Ron's back. "See this? The brand new version of the extendable ear! Under the young lady's guidance, it was lovingly launched by the Weasley Brothers workshop. It allows you to hear anything you want to hear without leaving a trace!"

Despite being "eavesdropped on" by his brothers, Ron was still amazed by the magical alchemical artifacts.

"We wouldn't have come here if we didn't suspect Harry Potter was on your side, Ron!"

Ron ignored his brothers' teasing and seized on the key point: "Wow, is it the young lady who gave you the inspiration again?"

The twins nodded repeatedly, their faces full of admiration.

Harry was completely confused. "Um, can you tell me who this young lady is?"

George and Fred immediately perked up at the mention of the young lady.

George: "Speaking of Miss, she's a legend at Hogwarts!"

Fred: "Her godfather and godmother are the heads of Slytherin, Gryffindor, and Ravenclaw, respectively!"

George: "Dean Hufflepuff also had a relationship with her, despite the age difference!"

Fred: "Our headmaster, Dumbledore, personally taught her advanced magic!"

George: "The house-elves of Hogwarts call her queen!"

Fred: "Her ideas are outrageous!"

George: "Our careers have also flourished because of her!"

"Wow!" Harry exclaimed. "From what you've said, this young lady is quite an impressive person!"

George nodded and said, "Of course, she moved into Hogwarts five years ago. In just one year, she became unbeatable throughout the school and became the undisputed leader."

Harry: "The boss?"

Fred laughed and said, "It means 'big sister'."

Upon hearing this, Harry became interested: "Tell me more about it?"

"It is said that the young lady comes from a Muggle family and is still young when she first arrived at Hogwarts. Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, and Hufflepuff are fine, as all three houses have quite a few Muggle students, so there is no prejudice against young wizards born in Muggles."

However, the vast majority of Slytherin's students are descendants of pure-blood families, and many of them harbor extreme hatred towards Muggles.

As a result, some students wanted to bully the young lady.

However, the young lady's godfather, Snape, was the Headmaster of Slytherin House, so the students were severely punished. The ever-favoritistic Professor Snape even deducted Slytherin's house points.

Harry interrupted Fred, asking, "What house grades?"

“Every year, the four houses of Hogwarts compete for the House Cup, and only the house with the highest House Points can win this award. If you perform well, you will gain points for your house; conversely, if you make a mistake, you will lose points.”

"Slytherin has won the House Cup for four consecutive years. If Professor Snape hadn't angrily deducted his own house's House Points that year, Slytherin would have won seven consecutive championships!"

“Let’s continue. You think that Professor Snape’s intervention will stop those Muggle-hating students? No, you’re so wrong. They’re like vipers, lurking in the shadows, quietly targeting you, and making it impossible for the school to find any evidence.”

Harry was a little nervous. He felt that the young lady's situation that year was very similar to his own situation at the Dursleys' house. He quickly asked, "What happened next?"

Fred laughed heartily: "What else could happen? Those students' little tricks angered the young lady, and as a result, anyone who laid a hand on her was found on the ceiling of the Great Hall at Hogwarts the next day."

"ceiling?"

"Yes, they were stripped down to their underwear and hung from the ceiling."

“Oh, this is so embarrassing.” Harry covered his face.

George said, "Absolutely! There's something even more shameful! Those bastards couldn't beat the young lady, so they went to call her parents. It was utterly disgraceful."

Fred agreed, "That's right. A group of sixth and seventh graders, almost adults, couldn't even beat a child. It's one thing to lose, but to actually call their parents is a disgrace to pure-blood families."

Harry asked, "And then what?"

"And then?"

The twins burst into laughter: "Later, the young lady made a prophecy."

"prophecy?"

George: "That's right, the prophecy. The reason the young lady is considered a legend isn't because she's exceptionally talented or clever;"

Fred: "It's not because she's beautiful or has a generous personality;"

George: "And not because her godparents were the head of the house, or because her teacher was Professor Dumbledore."

Fred and George exclaimed in unison, "It's because she's a monster with terrifying prophetic abilities!"

Chapter 6 Hogwarts Express Ramblings (Part 2)

George looked mysterious, while Fred was beaming.

"At that time, the young lady made a prediction, she said:"

'Those parents will eventually arrive at Hogwarts safely.'

Harry asked curiously, "What kind of prophecy is this? Isn't it perfectly normal to arrive at Hogwarts smoothly?"

Fred shook his head and chuckled, "How could the young lady's prophecy be an ordinary prophecy?"

George suppressed a laugh and said, "The young lady's prophecies always point to the worst possible outcome!"

Harry: "What do you mean?"

Ron couldn't hide his smile as he explained, "The young lady's prophecies are either wrong for the good or right for the bad, but no matter what she says, the ending for the person being prophesied about is never going to be pleasant."

George nodded and said, "After entering Hogwarts, the young lady rarely made predictions. If she hadn't been angered by those families, she wouldn't have retaliated like that."

Harry swallowed hard. "And then? What happened to those families?"

Fred laughed exaggeratedly, and George laughed too. The two slapped each other's thighs, and then Fred said, "Of those people, not one of them made it to Hogwarts. The lucky ones inexplicably Apparated into the desert; the unlucky ones were hit by cars, fell off their brooms, or had their wands explode. They all ended up lying in St. Mungo's Hospital."

Ron explained softly, "St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries is a hospital in the magical world that specializes in treating wizards."

George continued, picking up where Fred left off: "The most outrageous one is Bennett Traverse of the Traverse family. After going through countless hardships to finally reach the gates of Hogwarts, he was suddenly struck by a meteorite falling from the sky and turned into an idiot."

Fred: "Even now, the parents of children from the Traffords, Yaxley, Roll, Rozier, and Carroll families still cannot get close to Hogwarts. In fact, if they even have the thought of going to Hogwarts, they will either die or be injured."

Harry exclaimed, "Wow! This isn't a prophecy, it's a curse!"

Ron laughed and said, "How can this be a curse? Miss is so cute, this must be a prophecy."

Harry suddenly remembered something and asked the twins, "Didn't you say that the young lady rarely makes prophecies? Then how did you conclude the effectiveness of her prophecies?"

George said, "There's more to this story."

Harry immediately sat up straight and switched back to story mode. He tore open a bag of chocolate frogs, didn't even look at it, and stuffed the whole thing into his mouth.

Ron's eyes suddenly lit up: "Hey Harry, is that Morgana card? Can I have it?"

Harry didn't think much of it and handed the card to Ron.

Ron was already very familiar with the young lady's story, so what was more important than the rare card in front of him?

Morgana is a witch who rivals Merlin in power. Although legend says she is extremely evil, she once instigated a civil war among the Knights of the Round Table and plotted to overthrow King Arthur's rule.

George continued, "Those families were naturally unwilling to accept this, so they joined forces with other school board members to put pressure on Professor Dumbledore, demanding that the young ladies who were not yet Hogwarts students leave Hogwarts."