Chapter 18： Bad taste (1/2)

It is a pity that most of the little wizards on the boat have no time to admire the Hogwarts Castle in the rain. The cold rain made them tremble.

”Why do the first-year students take a boat to cross the river?” Albert retracted his gaze and looked at the three people on the same boat with their teeth shaking.

”No, I don't know, I don't want to know at all.”

”Me too, it's cold.” The twins also echoed, now they are freezing to death, who is in the mood to pay attention to these things.

Albert could not help shook his head. He still knew a little about the boat crossing ceremony. This is actually to let the freshmen who came to Hogwarts follow the same route the four founders took when they came to Hogwarts Castle. Why is a group of four people actually represents the original four founders. It is similar to a kind of inheritance ceremony, so that students who come here can feel the excitement and joy of the founders, and at the same time bear in mind the founders' hardship in establishing the school.

Just, how many people really understand this now?

Hagrid who guided them across the lake didn't know.

However, few students care about these things.

”Be careful, bow your head!” Hagrid yelled.

The freshmen quickly bowed their heads.

The small boat carried them across the cliff and sailed to the dock below the castle.

”It's so choking, I hate rain.” One of the twins folded his shoulders and sneezed.

Everyone was drenched all over, shaking to the chaff.

”How did you do it?” Li Qiaodan asked in surprise. He found that the rain did not wet Albert's robe and peaked cap.

”A simple magic.” Albert noticed other people's gaze, and explained softly.

”Okay, everyone follow me.” Hagrid carried the oil lamp and led the freshmen up along a gravel-paved path until they reached the lawn under the castle. In front of them was a stone step. The oak door leading to the castle.

A witch in an emerald robe was standing in front of the oak door. Albert knew him. She was Professor McGonagall who had been to Albert's house.

”Thank you, Hagrid, the freshman will be handed over to me.” Professor McGonagall looked at the embarrassed freshman, and Albert felt the corners of her mouth twitch.

This is not surprising. The appearance of the new students is no longer awkward to describe. Almost everyone has been drenched in soup, with dirt on their bodies.

”First-year freshmen, come with me.”

Professor McGonagall led the freshmen into the castle. Albert followed the team and looked around at this thousand-year-old castle.

”That's Professor McGonagall, the dean of Gryffindor. Percy said Professor McGonagall is very strict.” George whispered.

”Oh, I met her once. My sister really likes Professor McGonagall's trick of turning the tea cup into a mouse.” Albert's attention was on the stone wall, and he always wondered if the burning torch was eternal. fire.

It is said that there is a kind of fairy fire that can burn forever, which fits this scene very well.

”I'm leaving, what are you looking at?” Fred gently pushed Albert and urged in a low voice.

”I'm thinking what kind of magic fire it is, it should not be an ordinary flame.” No smoke is seen, it means that this is not an ordinary flame.

Fred opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a while.

Albert is going to figure out these things in the future. There are many secrets in this castle that are worth exploring.

After Albert gave birth to the idea of ​​exploring the castle, a task suddenly popped up on the panel:

Millennium School: Hogwarts.