Hogwarts: I Really Don't Want to Be a Wizard

Fortunately, he was lucky. He finally found a free room before driving, piled his luggage on the seat on the other side, and leaned comfortably on the opposite side.

Feeling the gaze coming from outside the car, Grete sat up and looked out the window. Mrs. Swann was holding the window and looking in.

Quickly pushing up the window, Mrs. Swann took out a handful of money and smiled sheepishly, "Mike, didn't you say that pounds can be exchanged for wizard money? Here is 100 pounds. You can bring it with you. If you are short of money, write a letter." Tell me."

Looking at the scattered money in Mrs. Swann's hand, Grete almost couldn't hold back the soreness in her nose. She pinched her nose and pretended to be relaxed and took out a banknote from Mrs. Swann's hand.

"Mom, food and accommodation are included in Hogwarts. I'll just take this pound. That way, if I miss you, I still have something to look at."

Mrs. Swann was stunned on the spot, "Little Mike, what did you call me?"

The train had already left, but Mrs. Swann was still stunned. Gretel leaned out and said, "Mom, I will be home for Christmas. Don't send me gifts to school."

The train went further and further away, and only a vague figure disappeared into the steam gushing from the train.

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As we get further away from the city, the fields outside the car window become more and more desolate. Far away from human habitation, there are only endless forests, winding rivers and dark green hills. The farmland that suddenly flashes outside the window seems even more precious at this time.

Different from the anxiety of other young wizards who left home, studying alone was Gretel's life plan that he had already made. The difference was that he changed from the Muggle world to the magical world.

The comfort level of the Hogwarts Express is still acceptable, at least it is much more comfortable than the green leather train that cannot spread its legs.

Until the train was running smoothly, Gretel didn't wait for anyone traveling with him. Fortunately, he didn't particularly like liveliness, and this kind of independent space was just right for him to sort out his recent learning results.

"Magic Theory", "Ancient Magic Theory", "Overview of Commonly Used Magic Configurations"...

The large box table was filled with reference books by Gretel.

What he holds in his hand are the notes Dumbledore took when he was young. Once he encounters a knowledge point that seems familiar or does not understand, with a wave of the wand, relevant books will fly to you for reference.

The door to the room was opened unceremoniously, and Gretel frowned and raised his head.

Two young wizards, a boy and a girl, were standing at the door. The boy had a round face and short hair, with a look of panic and cowardice that he could not hide.

Looking at the girl again, she was wearing a plain robe with the characteristics of Hogwarts and had thick brown hair. A ray of sunlight just happened to shine in through the glass, and her front teeth were astonishingly bright.

"Oh, those front teeth are so bright." Gretel thought to himself.

Gretel thought for a moment and recalled that this was the episode where Neville lost the toad, but sorry, he hadn't seen it.

"Well, I'm sorry, I want to ask you if you have seen a toad. I lost my toad." Neville Longbottom's weak voice was trembling.

Hermione Granger looked at the textbooks on the table, walked into the box, and repeated arrogantly: "Neville lost a toad, did you see it?"

Gretel frowned even more. This little girl has to be so lovable. Why is she so aggressive? Those who know know that you are doing good things, but those who don't know think you are a bully preparing for school bullying.

"I haven't seen it, look for it somewhere else." Grete replied angrily and started to study on his own.

Hermione was about to say something, but was pulled away by Neville behind her.

"Hermione, don't argue with the seniors about me. I'll look for you somewhere else." As he spoke, there was a cry in his voice, "My Leif, he always wants to escape from me."

Hermione thought to herself, "Where is the senior? I clearly saw a pile of textbooks that are necessary for first-year students, and the note signed by Dumbledore? Is it the Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Hermione turned to Neville with doubts, "Neville, as a native wizard, do you know the name of the book published by Principal Dumbledore?"

"Principal Dumbledore? Has he published a book? I don't know. It may be because my memory is not good. I often forget things. Where is my Leif?"

Hermione patted her head, rolled her eyes, and continued to lead Neville through one box after another.

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When the train arrived at the destination, Hogwarts, it was already dark, with only the silhouettes of the mountains and woods lingering in the glimmer of light, and the stars twinkling in the deep purple sky.

Grete felt the speed of the car gradually slowing down in the car, and glanced out the window. Sure enough, it should be almost there.

After packing up his textbooks and putting on his robe, Gretel immediately stepped off the train when the train stopped. He was not one of those ignorant little wizards. He had already brought the things he needed to bring with him, so he didn't even have to. I am not prepared to bother with my luggage.

Great Britain is very humid in September, so the temperature seems very low at night. Stepping off the dark and small platform, Grete took a deep breath of the cold air and shivered involuntarily.

"Hey, Gretel, it's me, Hagrid, Rubeus Hagrid." The bearded Hagrid, holding a lantern in his hand, greeted Gretel friendly.

Gretel waved his hand and got into the group of young wizards. He just wanted to study happily and really didn't want to hang out with Harry.

"First-year students! First-year students, come here! Meet here. Harry, come here, are you okay?" Harry's face looked a little pale, and Hagrid asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little nervous." In the sea of ​​people, Hagrid smiled, "It's okay, Harry, don't be nervous, this is Hogwarts."

The first-year students followed Hagrid on a rugged path, stumbling all the way down. Many little wizards nervously grabbed the weeds on the roadside when going downhill, almost half-kneeling and half-climbing, for fear that they would accidentally roll down.

Gretel sighed, "Hey, everyone can ride in the Thestral carriage, but they still let the freshmen take this path. Could it be that they want to remember the bitterness and sweetness in the future?

Besides, even if I have to pass through here, why don’t I just install a light after all these years? "

Seeing that another little wizard was about to slip, Gretel had no choice but to draw out his wand: "The fluorescent light flashes."

Pointing his wand towards the sky, the path under his feet was instantly clear. Under the grateful eyes of the surrounding young wizards, Gretel skillfully threw out a few more to clean up the new ones, saving those few young wizards who were about to fall into mud monkeys. .

"Well done, Gretel, can you help me take care of the little wizard behind me? I'll treat you to rock biscuits later."

Grete complained in his heart that there was no need to repay kindness with hatred.

"Little wizards, look up, Hogwarts." The half-blood giant's voice was still deafening.

Opposite the black pearl-like lake, Hogwarts, with its towering spiers, stands majestically on the high cliff.

Hagrid pointed to the small boats on the berth on the shore and shouted: "Choose your own boat. Each boat cannot exceed four people."

After saying that, he motioned for Gretel to come to the boat next to him. Gretel just shook his head slightly, chanted Wingardium Leviosa in a low voice, and landed lightly on a boat.

Harry poked Ron, "Ron, look, he looks so handsome.

When I saw him before, I thought he was a senior, but I didn't expect that he was a first-year wizard like us. "

Hermione, who was also with him, heard Harry's words and snorted out of her nose, intending to imitate Gretel, but she knew that her own levitating spell could only levitate a piece of paper.

The boat rowed across the black lake, leaving only a series of broken water marks.

When I got close to the cliff and looked up, I felt as if Hogwarts Castle was standing in the sky.

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Hermione: McGregor, I challenge you, I must be the best student in Hogwarts Class of 91!

Gretel: Little brat, let’s play for a while.

Ron and Harry (clapped their hands together): Idols are awesome!