The years of welding at Hogwarts

Chapter 25 Blood-red pepper?

There was a commotion in the compartment before it calmed down again.

"Hello, my name is Hermione Granger," Hermione introduced herself eagerly after sitting down, "What are your names?"

Shirley held out her hand to Hermione, "Shirley Snape."

"Noah Shafrin, nice to meet you." Noah also shook hands with the other party.

"Are you all from wizarding families? No one in my family knows magic, so when I received the admission letter, I was very surprised, but also very happy!"

"Because, I mean, from what I've heard, this is the best magic school - I know all the textbooks by heart, of course, I just hope it works..."

Listening to Hermione speaking a long paragraph like a machine gun with the shyness of meeting new friends on her face and a slightly nervous expression, Shirley suddenly felt that the girl in front of her was inexplicably cute.

However, memorizing all the textbooks...

What kind of devil is this?

Has today's wizarding society become inward-looking to this extent?

After introducing herself, Hermione looked at the two people opposite her expectantly, and the meaning of her eyes was very clear - "It's your turn."

"My father is a wizard, but I've never seen my mother. According to him, she went far away."

Shirley knew exactly where the very far away place Snape was talking about was, but she just smiled calmly. She had gotten used to it over the years anyway.

She pointed at Noah, who had no interest in introducing himself, and said, "As for him, he is staying at my house temporarily."

Noado added, "My situation is slightly better than hers. I haven't even seen my father."

"Sorry," Hermione showed an apologetic expression after hearing the situation of the two people, "I didn't mean it."

Wait, what did he just say?

Slightly better?

Did she hear wrongly?

Looking at the boy's nonchalant expression, Miss Beaver silently guessed that he must be speaking sarcastically on purpose, right?

Living alone for so many years must have been very hard for him. No wonder he was full of resentment towards his parents, so he deliberately spoke sarcastically and acted as if he didn't care.

But deep down he must be hoping that his parents can be with him, right?

The little beaver, who was imagining things on his own, looked at Noah with a look of pity and sympathy.

If she wrote a letter to her parents to inform them of Noah's situation, her parents would probably be happy to take him in, right?

At this moment, Noah had no idea how many complicated thoughts were flashing through Hermione's little head.

If he had mastered Legilimency, he would definitely slap Hermione's head for thinking too much and tell her that she was thinking too much.

You have no idea how happy it is to be alone and live a free life.

This topic, which seemed a bit heavy to Hermione, caused silence in the compartment for a moment.

Even though she looked indifferent, Shirley had lost interest in talking and just silently took out a handful of candy from the small backpack she was carrying.

Watching Shirley calmly putting those hideous-looking big black cockroaches into her mouth and chewing them with a crunching sound, Hermione couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

Even though Shirley explained to her that this thing was actually a magical candy that moved, and that it tasted pretty good regardless of its appearance, she instinctively resisted this strange-looking snack.

Noah, who was standing by, was not surprised by this.

The premise is that Shirley doesn't suddenly put the cockroach in front of him to scare him, like what happened just now.

He took out two licorice wands from Shirley's small backpack with ease and pushed one of them in front of Miss Beaver, who had two big front teeth.

"The licorice magic stick is just a very common snack. You can try it without any worries."

Noah tore open the wrapping paper without paying attention to Shirley who was biting a bunch of cockroaches beside him, and held the licorice wand in his mouth.

When Hermione heard the crunching sound of the cockroach pile being crushed coming from Shirley's slightly bulging hamster mouth, she felt unwell.

Looking at Noah who was holding the licorice wand in front of her as if nothing had happened, she seemed even more depressed.

How do you have an appetite to eat?

Are all the people in the wizarding world so weird?

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The two strange classmates made Hermione, who was originally in a state of mysterious expectation for her future life in the magic school, suddenly feel a little regretful.

Is it too late for her to drop out of school now?

Looking out the window with a melancholy look on her face, Hermione couldn't help but start to imagine what would have happened if she had rejected the acceptance letter sent by owl...

She should go to Bedford School for Girls, or St. Paul's Girls' School or something like that, right?

There, I graduated step by step, became a senior civil servant, and played the role of a screw in the corrupt machine of the British Empire...

Fuck the screws.

Still a magic scent.

Recalling the day when Professor McGonagall came to visit her and showed her a small part of the magnificent and magical world, the girl quickly became excited again.

Magic world, here I come!

……

The train started moving slowly with a series of "wool-wool" whistle sounds.

"How do we determine which college we belong to?"

At this time, Hermione was like a League of Legends player, asking her teammates which lane to choose when playing with others.

"I really want to go to Gryffindor. Albus Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, is from Gryffindor. I think that must be the best college!"

"How can the best house be Gryffindor?"

A voice that sounded particularly arrogant rang out in the corridor outside the cubicle, "The title of the best house must go to Slytherin."

The door of the compartment opened and a boy with platinum blond hair walked in.

"Draco."

The platinum-haired boy, Draco Malfoy, only noticed the red-haired girl sitting in the corner after hearing Shirley's voice.

"Shirley? You're here too?"

At the same time, he also noticed Noah on the other side, "It's you!"

"Huh? Do you know each other?" Shirley's gaze stayed on each of them for two seconds.

"I met her once in Madam Malkin's shop."

Draco wanted to hold his noble head high like a proud swan, just like he had done in Madam Malkin's shop before.

But the next moment, he seemed to remember something and immediately lowered his noble head.

"Are you staying at Shirley's house now?"

Noah, who was confused by the question, nodded, "Yeah, what's wrong?"

An incredible look suddenly appeared on Draco's pale face.

He sat down next to Noah, lowered his voice, and asked quietly in a volume that only he and Noah could hear clearly: "How did you manage to live in peace with the blood red pepper?"

Noah:? ? ?

Blood red pepper?

He couldn't help but glance at Shirley across from him. Her dark red hair did look like a hot pepper, but the nickname was a bit...

Noah couldn't help but glance at Malfoy's blond hair again.

Yes, he understood it completely.

So you are the Golden Flash, the Fourth Hokage, Namikaze Malfoy?

Did he come to the set of Shippuden next door?

Perhaps noticing Noah's gaze, he suddenly said something gloomy, "Draco, are you saying bad things about me again?"

From the tone of voice, one can tell that the child takes after her godfather.

"No, absolutely not!"

Malfoy stretched out his hand to Noah in a serious tone, "Nice to meet you, my name is Draco Malfoy, and Professor Snape is a good friend of my father."

"Noah Shafrin, this is Hermione Granger."

"Hello."

……

After a brief greeting, the topic in the cubicle returned to the original question -

How will students’ college affiliation be determined?

"If nothing unexpected happens, I should go to Slytherin. My family has been students of Slytherin for generations."

Malfoy looked at Shirley, "If nothing unexpected happens, Shirley should also go to Slytherin. After all, Professor Snape..."

Looking at the empty cockroach jar in her hand, Shirley said without even looking up, "If possible, I want to go to Hufflepuff."

The girl took out another bag of snacks from her schoolbag and said, "I definitely don't want to go there just because the Hufflepuff common room is closest to the kitchen."

"What about you, Noah?"

Chapter 26 The Changed World Line and Bonds

Hearing Hermione's question, Noah held his chin, looking thoughtful.

"I think I'll be going to Azkaban."

Shirley, Hermione, Draco: ???

Are you serious?

"As everyone knows, it is normal for five of the four major colleges to have a place. It is said that all the seniors in Azkaban are talented and speak well..."

Everyone selectively ignored the issue of Noah's college affiliation.

Hermione's tone was a little hesitant, "I think I'm more suitable for Ravenclaw, but I also want to go to Gryffindor..."

"Gryffindor is not for you," Noah shook his head, "believe me, really."

"Gryffindor students are all very adventurous. Of course, adventurousness is a way of saying high emotional intelligence. To put it bluntly, they are very good at getting into trouble."

Shirley nodded, agreeing with Noah's statement, "My father said that he wanted to deduct 800 points from Gryffindor in one day."

The school division is a major feature of Hogwarts——

Each student's performance will earn or lose house points to their house.

At the end of a school year, Hogwarts will determine the final owner of the house cup based on the number of points each house has.

This is a valuable honor for students and their colleges.

Thanks to a bunch of troublemakers, Gryffindor House hasn't touched the House Cup for almost a decade.

The issue of house division can be put aside for now. What makes Hermione even more uncomfortable is the learning atmosphere in Lion House.

For the little lions of Gryffindor, learning is impossible. They will never take the initiative to learn in their entire life.

Gryffindor Lions: I always cram at the last minute.

Only when the final exams are approaching will I go to the library to cram, hoping to pass the professors' assessments with a score that just barely reaches the passing line.

Someone like Hermione who loves learning is definitely an outlier in Gryffindor.

Unfortunately, except for the most inclusive Hufflepuff, the other three houses, although they claim to be united and friendly, are actually quite exclusive to those who are different.

That is, if Hermione went to Gryffindor alone...

Then she might not be able to make any friends in Gryffindor House.

And the reality is indeed like this. If it were not for the arrangement of the Creator, Hermione might really have to spend seven years alone in Hogwarts like an old bat.

Listening to the other three people in the compartment complaining about Gryffindor's shortcomings, Hermione's face gradually turned green.

Okay, okay, stop talking.

She's not going to Gryffindor!