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Chapter 242 Fresh admission experience

The freshmen train finally arrived at Hogwarts station without any danger.

Dumbledore did not let the young wizards experience the routine entrance route. He directly summoned the carriage with the Traceless Stretching Charm and packed them into the carriage one by one.

Dumbledore himself stood in front of the carriage and lit up the white light with his wand.

He smiled kindly, greeted each little wizard, and collected their test papers.

Secretly, the white magic light illuminated all the little wizards in the past.

Dumbledore found no suspicious persons.

After Russell marked the carriage with the Flying Thunder God, he stood far away.

When those wandering magic warning chains passed by him, they were blown away by the invisible wind and slowly flowed elsewhere.

Although Russell did not fully analyze these magic texts, he could still prevent them from exerting their original effectiveness.

Dumbledore's eyebrows were as twisted as tree roots. He silently shook his head at Snape and McGonagall, who all had solemn looks on their faces.

A mysterious person, no, should be called something else.

An intruder is hidden in this space, and what's worse is that the surrounding security network has not reported any abnormalities.

"He is a master spellcaster, and his knowledge of magic must be very profound." Dumbledore said softly, trying to piece together the portrait of the intruder with the other two.

"Could he be a descendant of the founders?" Mag proposed a new idea.

If anyone is familiar with those runes, it's certainly the people who set them up - Gryffindor, Slytherin, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff.

Snape said nothing, but waved his wand, summoning gusts of breeze that stirred up the surrounding grass.

Russell gently used his pupils, and under the repulsive force, he floated off the ground.

The green grass was swaying under his feet, but he remained motionless, looking past the three great wizards and looking at the densely packed magic text around him.

It doesn't matter whether the three great wizards can discover him, although this itself is unlikely.

After listening to McGonagall's words, Dumbledore shook his head, "Even their descendants will not be able to recognize the full appearance of these magic texts."

He smiled slightly, a cunning light flashing on his half-moon glasses, "Principals of all generations would add some small attempts here. This is much more interesting than the portrait left in the principal's office."

"Dumbledore, don't tell me that you also-" McGonagall's eyes widened in disbelief.

She thought that the only unreliable principal of Hogwarts was Dumbledore, but she didn't expect that this had been the case throughout the ages.

This kind of warning network cannot be tampered with. If it is not handled properly, it will cause the entire magic text network to collapse.

At that time, the outer perimeter of Hogwarts will lose its most important warning barrier.

"Don't worry, Minerva, I haven't changed too much." Dumbledore said something that he thought was comforting.

McGonagall rolled her eyes. She didn't believe a word of Dumbledore's words.

If she were to be the principal, she would definitely not change these magic texts without authorization.

Harry looked around curiously.

The magic is amazing. The space inside a small carriage is as big as four or five classrooms.

The surroundings were arranged like a church for worship, with candlesticks swimming in twos and threes in the air, and the warm yellow flames illuminated the faces of the little wizards.

"Harry, Harry, is this the Seamless Stretching Charm? It's so amazing." Hermione's eyes were bright, and her exclamations never stopped since she entered.

Ron originally wanted to reveal his true heritage as a pure-blood wizard in front of Hermione in order to save himself from the embarrassment of not knowing the test paper.

but--

Well, except that the shape of the burrow is more unique than the candlestick, everything here is better than at home.

"Oh my God, how many Galleons does this cost..." Ron made a more country bumpkin' sound.

Malfoy heard Ron's words keenly, and his eyes never focused on the surrounding environment.

No matter what magic or decoration, he only wants Gryffindor!

However, he did not go out to taunt again.

After experiencing the incident on the train, he knew that he could not talk to Mr. Potter on an equal footing now.

Draco Malfoy needs a distinguished identity other than his family name, such as -

First grade prefect.

Under the supervision of Dumbledore and the other three, the carriage quickly arrived at the entrance of Hogwarts.

Russell drifted along and followed.

The magic text warning here is much thicker and more complicated than before.

Fortunately, his understanding was still good, and the door of Hogwarts had lost its mystery before his eyes.

He even entered the halls of Hogwarts one step ahead of Dumbledore.

The ceiling is a semicircular starry sky dome, with various constellations changing into corresponding images and running around on the dome.

Orion was chasing the fairy, but the Pegasus carrying the fairy ran too fast for him to catch up.

So, he started to think about Scorpio...

Russell looked at the starry chaos curiously for a while, and then his eyes followed the bright candlelight and landed on the surrounding sculptures and the ghosts hidden in the dark.

The existence of ghosts is different from chakra and qi.

They are more like pure psychic energy.

The sneaky ghosts were discussing how to scare the little wizards in this issue, and Russell was hiding beside them, analyzing their structures with his eyes with great interest.

"Why do I feel so cold?" Nick, who was almost headless, hugged his shoulders and shivered.

"Are you still missing the last moment when you were beheaded, Nick?" Bloody Barrow lowered his voice and stared at the Slytherin table without blinking.

"The coldness and despair before death should be a kind of enjoyment for us now."

Russell looked at Bloody Barrow in surprise, then reached out and dug into his chest.

Cold, desperate, and even a hint of guilt.

According to the magic world, ghosts are wandering people who have not completed the process of life and death.

They are separated from the dead and the living by a curtain, eternal life but no rest.

This strange energy aggregate was not affected by Qi. Russell retracted his hand and felt it silently. Perhaps, he is the manifestation of Russell's body, so he can have a deep feeling of the essence of the ghost.

Bloody Barrow also shuddered.

Nick looked at him and asked curiously: "Are you missing it too?"

"No, something touched me just now." Bloody Barro looked around vigilantly, but found nothing.

"No way, I didn't see anything." Nick replied with a laugh, but the next moment, he also felt himself being touched.

There was obviously nothing around him.

Nick's throat made a swallowing motion, and his pupils trembled slightly, "Peeves, is that you?"

No one answered him, and Bloody Barrow also quietly shrank into a pillar on the side.

"Barrow?"

There was a sudden silence in the air, and Nick found that he was the only one left here, and then he felt like he was touched by something.

"There's a ghost!!!" Nick screamed and ran away with fear on his face.

The upperclassmen who were waiting for the new students at the dining table looked at each other.

Ghosts have always scared people, but this time they were scaring themselves.

really interesting.

"As for that? Fortunately, there is still Barrow." Russell muttered, but did not show up.

Barrow in the Pillar:…

Dumbledore stood at the door of the hall and breathed a sigh of relief.

Only here can he protect all students.

Hogwarts is a holy place for magicians to learn and an indestructible fortress.

Back then, even though Gale had the Elder Wand, he was unable to enter Hogwarts.

However, since the ghosts did not call the police, it means that the person did not enter.

Guess he's interesting.

"My dear students, welcome to Hogwarts." Dumbledore stood in front of the little wizard and said with a smile, "This is a unique entrance ceremony for new students."

"I believe you have never heard that exams are required before entering Hogwarts."

"Yes, this is unprecedented. You can go home and share it with your family - you are making history."

The little wizards’ eyes were shining, and they seemed to be doing something cool.

This made them quickly forget about some unusual things on the train - such as frequent teacher patrols.

"Now, let me open the door to this mysterious magic. Students, welcome to the new ocean of knowledge."

Dumbledore grabbed the door handle of the door. He did not exert force at the first moment, but turned back, blinked and said:

"But we have to fill our stomachs first."

Golden light rushed in from the gradually opened door, and a special and mysterious aroma circulated among the little wizards like a whirlwind.

Dumbledore walked in front, McGonagall followed behind him, and Snape stood at the end of the line with his back to the students, pointing his wand back and forth into the darkness in front of him.

As the first little wizard, Hannah Abbott, entered, the warmth in the hall began to intertwine with the whispers of strangers.

"Did you hear that? The Boy-Who-Lived is here, he must be Gryffindor." Fred Weasley said loudly.

"Not necessarily, absolutely." George Weasley, who had an almost identical face to Fred, added after Fred.

Their words naturally attracted exclamations and a group of searching eyes.

Fred and George enjoyed it, minimally touching their butts to the chair, which made them look much taller than everyone else.

"Of course, my brother was right next to him, and my mother hugged him." Fred held his neck high, like a rooster patrolling his territory, and his voice was as high as a crowing.

"He is a gentleman, we can recognize him immediately." George continued to add.

"He had sharp eyes and a handsome face."

"He has a majestic body and a fearless temperament."

"He's a lion."

"He's an undeniable Gryffindor."

"..."

Harry's hearing was very good, and George's and Fred's different boasts made his ears slightly red.

Hermione and Ron were a little nervous, but were distracted by the buzz of discussions around them and did not hear this.

No one else probably heard it either.

However, Russell should not be included.

Thinking of the group of friends here, Harry almost wanted to petrify all the Weasley brothers.

"Hehehe, Harry Potter is so cool that I can't describe it in words."