Hogwarts: This Wizard Is Not Scientific

What happened to me, the great Gryffindor?

To be admitted to Gryffindor was Neville's dream.

Both of his parents graduated from Gryffindor, and his grandmother even told him that he wouldn't have to go home if he couldn't get into Gryffindor.

Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are fine, but you have the audacity to put Slytherin ahead of Gryffindor.

Where is my sword?

Chapter 12 The Upper and Lower Limits of Young Wizards of the Same Class

Hermione asked curiously, "What's wrong with Gryffindor? I heard that Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of the 20th century, graduated from Gryffindor."

"But Ravenclaw is not bad either." Hermione added at last.

Neville stared at Andy even more closely, as if he was going to rush up and fight Andy if Andy couldn't give him a reasonable explanation.

"Uh…"

Andy didn't expect that his words would cause such a big reaction from the two of them.

But if you think about it carefully, the four major colleges of Hogwarts have existed for thousands of years, and each college has its own traditional culture and supporters.

Fans of Muggle sports teams and idol groups often quarrel with each other, not to mention the four major colleges of Hogwarts.

"We go to Hogwarts to learn magic. In fact, no matter which school you go to, the knowledge you learn is the same. The most important thing is to look at our own efforts."

Andy leaned to one side and explained calmly: "Each Hogwarts college has its own traditional culture, so the learning atmosphere of each college is different."

"Gryffindor is fine too, of course. This house symbolizes courage. But little wizards usually can't tell the difference between courage and recklessness, so they are very naughty."

"But I prefer a quieter study environment," Andy said finally.

Courage is certainly a very good quality, but forget it for Gryffindor!

"So that's it!"

Hermione said thoughtfully: "It's really hard to imagine that Dumbledore was as naughty as those bad boys when he was young."

Andy already had a picture in his mind.

Perhaps Dumbledore had thrown dung balls down the corridor when he was younger.

Several people continued to chat about their own interesting stories, and the train moved forward slowly.

Wow!

The train saleswoman opened the carriage door, pushed a cart full of food, and asked with a smile: "Kids, do you want to buy some snacks?"

"I want to buy some." Hermione was very interested in snacks from the wizarding world.

"I...I...I don't buy it."

Neville stammered and explained: "My grandma was afraid that I would lose my pocket money. Well, this is not the first time I have lost my pocket money..."

Andy took out a few silver Sickles and said, "I'll buy some too."

Snacks from the wizarding world are not only fun, but they taste great too.

In the past, when Andy was at home, he was embarrassed to snatch snacks from the little girl, and he often had to take out his own snacks to help the little girl, but he was much freer when he was outside.

The little wizard was generous, and the sales witch's smile became even more charitable. "Thank you for your patronage."

"Neville, come and eat with us!" Andy invited.

"I...I..." Neville blushed, feeling a little embarrassed.

Andy chuckled and said, "Just invite me back later. We're all classmates from now on, so don't be polite."

Hermione also said generously: "That's right, we are all classmates, no need to be polite to us."

"thank you all!"

Neville opened a box of chocolate frogs and suddenly seemed to think of something. He stood up and said, "It's over. I lost Leif."

"What's a Luffy?" Hermione asked curiously.

Neville searched around anxiously: "Riff is my pet, it's a golden-backed toad."

Hermione's eyes widened. She seemed unable to imagine that someone would keep a toad as a pet.

Seeing that Neville was getting anxious, Hermione suggested, "It should still be on the train. Let's go out and look for it!"

At this point, Hermione turned to look at Andy, "Do you want to go with us?"

Andy rubbed his temples. "Please, although Leif is not a magical animal, he is also a pet with magical powers. He will find it back by himself when he has had enough fun."

Hermione looked at Neville suspiciously, "Is that so?"

Neville thought for a moment and said a little embarrassedly: "It seems that there were a few times when Laifu suddenly disappeared and then suddenly appeared again..."

Seeing Hermione's eyes becoming more and more dangerous, Neville could only explain dryly: "I forgot."

After eating snacks together, the relationship between the three people gradually became closer.

Neville also talked about how his uncle threw him out of the window to prove that he was not a Squib, but he bounced up himself.

This made his family very happy because he could go to Hogwarts to study.

Hermione also talked about the magical riot when she was a child. She had an argument with a very annoying person, and in a fit of excitement, she made the other person's hair disappear.

"What about you?" Hermione looked at Andy.

By chatting with Neville, Hermione had a general understanding of the magical level of the young wizards of the same class.

If Andy is the upper limit of his class, then Neville represents the lower limit of the young wizards in the same class - he can't even use a single spell, and he has never read the textbooks before going to school.

"me…"

Andy fell into reminiscence. "When I was about six years old, my father told me that I had reached the age where my magic power would go haywire, so I used my magic power to blow up the stool under his butt."

"That's it?" Hermione said in disbelief: "I read in a book that young wizards will only have magic riots when they are emotionally excited. This is a phenomenon of unstable magic..."

Before Hermione could finish her words, Andy used magic to control Hermione's hair to float up.

"Ah——" Hermione exclaimed.

"It's getting harder and harder. This should be the reason why the magic power is gradually stabilizing." Andy spread his hands with a Versailles expression on his face.

Neville's face was full of envy, "Andy, you are really amazing."

"Is this wandless spellcasting?"

Hermione glared at Andy first, then said curiously, "I read in a book that only very powerful wizards can cast spells without a wand."

“It’s not really wandless spellcasting.”

Andy explained: "This is the simplest magic control. I have been practicing hard to achieve this."

Speaking of practicing hard, Hermione's eyes returned to the book.

"I'm going to continue reading."

"And you two..."

Hermione glanced at Andy and Neville, "If you have nothing to do, don't bother me."

Neville was a little overwhelmed.

Andy shrugged and leaned back in his chair to take a nap.

Wuwuwu——

The train continued to move forward, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, and Andy and his companions were getting closer and closer to Hogwarts.

After an unknown amount of time, Andy suddenly felt someone pushing him.

"Andy, we're almost at Hogwarts, we'd better change into wizard robes quickly." Neville whispered.

"Thank you!"

Andy rubbed his eyes, slowly stood up from his seat, opened his arms, pulled out his wand and waved it gently.

The suitcase on the shelf opened a crack, and a set of wizard robes flew out.

Andy took off his casual clothes automatically and folded himself and put them in the suitcase.

The wizard robe unfolded in the air and was then put on Andy.

Dressup complete!

Chapter 13: At this time, I can cheat anyone I can.

At around six in the evening, the train arrived at Hogsmeade Station in the Scottish Highlands, and the journey that lasted more than seven hours could finally come to an end.

Hoo! This is the Hogwarts Express?

Andy said he had never taken such a slow train in his two lifetimes.

"Don't we need to take the suitcases?" Hermione asked in confusion when she saw Andy and Neville walking out empty-handed.

"Need not."

Andy explained: "They will send our luggage to the dormitory."

I followed the crowd off the train and it was already completely dark outside.

The night sky was dotted with stars and there were weeds all around. From time to time, wolves howled in the distant forest. Crows perched on the dead trees on both sides, occasionally making a few creepy calls.

What a hellish station.

Many young wizards were shaking with fear, Neville was about to faint, and Hermione also looked nervous, but was just pretending to be calm.

"Hey Andy, I was wondering where you were."

A familiar voice came from behind him. Andy turned around and saw Ron walking towards him with a skinny boy with black hair.

"I came early, so I just found a car. This is..." Andy asked.

"Hello, I'm Harry Potter." said the black-haired boy.

"I'm Andy Collins." Andy nodded.

"Is that you?"

Hermione looked Harry up and down, seeming to be a little curious about how this skinny boy could save the wizarding world. "I've heard about you. I bought a few extra reference books, Modern History of Magic, The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic, and Important Magical Events of the 20th Century. You are mentioned in all of these books."

Here it comes again, Andy held his forehead helplessly.

"Mentioned me?" Harry was a little weird. He didn't know how he became a famous person in the wizarding world. On the train, a guy named Draco Malfoy came up to him and tried to make friends with him.

But Harry rejected it.

But maybe he didn't refuse.

Because a certain kid named Draco didn't seem to understand the meaning of the word rejection.

Ron pulled Andy's clothes, signaled Hermione with his eyes, and asked in a very low voice: "How do you know her?"

"We met on the train. We were in the same carriage." Andy answered casually.

"Oh my God, you can actually stand her." Ron's face was full of disbelief.

"what--"

A few people were still communicating when suddenly a shrill scream was heard from not far away, as if someone had been frightened by something.

Is someone dead?

Andy looked over there curiously.

I saw a burly man at least ten feet tall appearing in the woods not far away. He walked towards me slowly, like a monster ready to eat someone.

"First-year students, first-year students, come over here!"

The giant man was holding a lamp in his hand, swinging back and forth above the head of the little first-year wizard, "Harry, come here, are you okay?"

Andy thought Harry might not be well.

Unless the focus is on appearance, the average child may not be comfortable communicating with Hermione.

The giant shouted, "My name is Rubeus Hagrid, and I am the key keeper of Hogwarts. All first-year wizards, follow me. Are there any first-year students? Watch your step, first-year students, follow me."

The young wizards looked at each other, as if trying to gain some courage from each other. As a young wizard stumbled after Hagrid, the crowd finally followed Hagrid and moved forward slowly.