v2 Chapter 508： Long-lost Hogwarts Castle

"You know, at the end of the last semester, Dumbledore took me to Booth Barton. When he was halfway, he and Mrs. Maxim of Busbarton took time to return to the UK to discuss this matter." Said, "I was also at that time, only to know that Hogwarts will hold the top three competitions, which are the traditional projects of three famous magic schools in Europe."

"Wait a minute, I think of it!" Hermione said suddenly. "I saw it in the book "European Magic Education Assessment". The three-powered hegemony was founded more than 700 years ago. It is Europe III. A friendship competition between the biggest magic schools. The three schools are: Hogwarts, Booth Barton and Demstrom. Each school chooses a warrior, then three warriors compare three The magic project. The three strong competitions are held every five years, and three schools take turns to host them. Everyone agrees that this is a great way to build friendship between young wizards in different countries."

“Have every five years?!” Ron said in amazement. “But I never knew that Bill, Charlie, and Percy had never seen such a game, nor went to the other two magic schools.”

"Because the Three Strongs have been interrupted for centuries, I can't believe they will recover," said Hermione.

Next, everyone began to discuss the various details of the top three competitions.

The sudden excitement and joy dilute the unhappiness that Malfoy brought, and even Ron’s mood became better.

Needless to say, both Harry and Ron want to be Hogwarts' warriors.

Only Hermione alone thought that this might be dangerous.

The train continued to travel north, and the rain became bigger and bigger.

The sky was dark and the windows were covered with water, so the lanterns were lit during the day.

It’s awkward, the trolley that supplies the rice is pushed down the aisle, and Avon and Harry bought a lot of cakes and snacks.

In the afternoon, people began to flood into this compartment.

Most of them are looking at Avon, and everyone knows what Ivan is doing at the Quidditch World Cup.

For a while, the small compartment was crowded with people and black.

Among them, there is Ai Wen’s knowledge, and he does not know. Almost all the little wizards have come here.

They endlessly discussed the magic he cast and the attack on the World Cup with Evan. Hermione seemed to feel that it didn't mean anything. He began to read the Standard Spell, Level 4 and tried to learn a flying spell.

When Ivan finally sent Colin away, the train was almost ready for Hogwarts.

They just put the school uniform on, the door opened, and the thunder of the air came.

The little wizards continued the train and lowered their heads and squinted in the downpour.

The rain was so fast and fierce, as if a bucket of cold water was pouring on each of them.

"Hag!" Harry saw a huge figure on the platform and shouted.

Behind Harry, Avon, Ron, and Hermione also rushed to say hello.

"Hello!" Hagrid replied in a loud voice. "If we are not drowned, see you at the party!"

By convention, the first-year freshman was ferried by Hagrid from the lake and entered the Hogwarts Castle.

Ai Wen watched Hagrid gather some very small children to the side and led them to the dark lake.

Because in the first grade, he and Harry, Ron flew in the car, all did not experience this tradition.

"Oh, I can't imagine flying across the lake in such a weather." Hermione shuddered and said excitedly.

They walked a little bit with the flow of people and walked through the dark platform.

Outside the station, a hundred horse-drawn carriages are waiting for everyone.

Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville quickly climbed one of them, and I felt relieved.

The door slammed shut, and after a while, with a violent bump, the long horse-drawn team ran down the path leading to Hogwarts Castle, splashing water all the way.

The carriage passes through the gates with winged boar sculptures on both sides and follows the spacious driveway.

The carriage swayed violently because of the wind.

Ten minutes later, the huge outline of Hogwarts Castle appeared in the dark, and many lit windows flashed behind the thick rain curtains.

Their carriage stopped at the stone steps in front of the two oak doors, and at that moment, a flash of lightning broke through the sky.

The people in the front carriage have hurriedly climbed the stone steps and ran into the castle.

Evan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Neville jumped out of the carriage and ran on the stone steps in two steps.

They did not lift their heads until they entered the deep hall of the cave.

There is a torch in the hall, the marble staircase is extraordinary, everything is so familiar and warm.

"God!" said Ron, shaking his head and sprinkling the water drops everywhere. "If this is the next time, the lake will be full of water. I have become a chicken soup!"

A red balloon filled with water fell from the ceiling and exploded on the top of Ron's head.

Ron was soaked in water, his mouth whispered, and stumbled and fell to Harry next to him.

"Be careful!" Evan hurriedly said, pulling Hermione.

Hermione slipped and the whole person was on Avon.

At the same time, the second water bomb fell again, almost hit Hermione and exploded at the feet of two people.

The people around them screamed and pushed each other, and they wanted to leave this right and wrong.

Evan looked up and saw twenty feet above their heads, floating in the Pippi ghosts who loved to play tricks.

He was short, wearing a hat with a bell, tied with an orange bow tie and holding a water polo in his hand.

He made a face to Ai Wen, aiming at him as a target, and the muscles on the naughty wide face were tight.

Before he could throw the balloon inside his hand, Evan pulled out his wand as quickly as possible.

The balloon filled with water did not fall, but floated beside the Pippi ghost.

With a bang, the balloon exploded, and the icy lake was all spattered on the ass, and there was no drop.

Followed by the water balloons next to the Pippi ghosts, they exploded one after another.

Lingshui drenched the Pippi ghost, the only ghost in Hogwarts that could touch the body.

"Awful Avon's little devil!" Pippi ghost screamed and disappeared into the depths of the corridor.

Behind them, the little wizards whispered and screamed at Ai Wen.

Ai Wen was very famous in Hogwarts before, but since the Quidditch World Cup, this reputation has clearly risen a step.

Everyone seems to be particularly expecting and admiring for all his performances. This trend, Ai Wen has become the most powerful little wizard of Hogwarts, recognized as the first person. (To be continued.)