Hogwarts: This wizard wants to improve too much

The train slowed down and stopped with a whistle.

The little wizards pushed and shoved towards the side door and came to a small dark platform.

Ethan, who had just got off the train, felt a chill. The Scottish Highlands in September had already entered autumn, and the night temperature had already dropped to single digits.

"Keep warm!"

He quickly cast a warming spell on himself, and Ethan felt a little more comfortable.

The warming spell, a practical little magic, has the effect of keeping warm as its name suggests. It seems to be in the third grade textbook!

"Keep warm!"

Naturally, he would not forget Hermione and others, and Ethan cast one for them one by one.

"Thank...thank you!"

After Cassandra whispered her thanks, she separated from Ethan and his group and headed in another direction.

Like Draco, she also has her own pure-blood friends, or rather, followers.

But today, in order to enjoy a private compartment, she did not stay with them.

Unfortunately, she did not enjoy the private compartment, but instead listened to the chattering for several hours in a full compartment, although it felt good.

Now that she got off the train, she naturally had to return to the pure-blood camp, as she was the pride of the future Slytherin.

"First-year students, first-year students, come over here, and watch your feet."

A giant who was more than three meters tall, wide and fat, came over with an oil lamp. Although he looked honest, he still scared many freshmen back.

A hybrid of a giant and a human: Hagrid.

Ethan was curious about how his parents did it. A pure-blooded giant was taller than Hagrid, at least four meters tall, while a normal human male was about 1.78 meters tall. His father seemed particularly thin.

A small horse pulling a big cart?

A toothpick stirring a big vat?

Tsk, tsk, tsk!

The seniors went to the other half, and the freshmen followed behind Hagrid.

It was not an easy road to walk on. The path was narrow, steep and slippery. Both sides were pitch black. Only the light from Hagrid's lantern in front led the way.

At the end of the path was a dark lake, and on the hillside on the opposite bank stood a towering castle with sharp spires and windows flickering under the starry sky.

Each boat could not have more than four people. Ethan, Hermione, Neville and an unknown little witch got on the same boat.

Hannah Abbott, after introducing herself, I know that this is the famous Iron-hatted King.

As they got closer to the castle, Hermione, Neville and the others became more depressed.

Hermione was so nervous that her palms were sweating: "I wonder if I can be assigned to Gryffindor!"

Thanks to Dumbledore's influence and the publicity of a number of wizard novel magazines, wizards who don't know the situation all regard Gryffindor as the greatest college.

Hermione and Neville=|

However, she had no idea whether she could enter Gryffindor.

"My grandmother hopes that I can enter Gryffindor. My whole family is Gryffindor. I just don't know if I can enter."

Neville was also quite discouraged. Courage, he didn't seem to have much to do with this word.

If he could enter Hufflepuff, it would be great, but his grandmother expected him to enter Gryffindor.

"As for me, I want to enter Hufflepuff."

Hannah Abbott smiled easily. Although her family didn't tell her what the sorting ceremony was like, they said that she would most likely go to Hufflepuff.

The reason for choosing Hufflepuff was also very simple. First of all, most of her family members were Hufflepuffs. She grew up listening to stories about Hufflepuffs, which was already a preconceived idea. In addition, she would take over the tavern at home in the future. The Hufflepuff dormitory was closest to the kitchen and had the best relationship with the house elves. She could also learn a few tricks to add two specialties to the tavern in the future.

"Ethan, what about you?"

All three of them talked about their goals, only Ethan remained silent, Hermione asked curiously.

As a fellow from the Muggle world, and a more talented guy than her, she wanted to hear Ethan's choice.

"Except for Slytherin who can't enter because of bloodline, the other three colleges are all fine, and they all have their own characteristics."

Slytherin is generally entered by pure blood, and some half-bloods with good talents and ambitions can also enter, but those born in a completely Muggle family seem to be unable to enter.

Of the remaining three, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff are both good choices. To be honest, I don't really want to enter Gryffindor. It's noisy and not as united as Hufflepuff, and the atmosphere is even worse than Hufflepuff.

Ravenclaw can study better, and they have their own exclusive library.

As we all know, since Voldemort, many books in the Hogwarts library have been collected by Dumbledore, and now it is a damaged version of the library.

Ravenclaw believes in wisdom and has a greedy and predatory nature for knowledge. Their exclusive library will not let Dumbledore mess around.

"You are saying nothing."

Faced with Ethan's answer, Hermione was somewhat helpless.

"As for you, Ravenclaw is actually the most suitable for you. Extraordinary wisdom is the greatest wealth of mankind. This is their slogan."

Ethan tried to see if he could change the plot. To be honest, it was normal for Hermione to go to Gryffindor and be the target of exclusion before she became friends with Harry and Ron.

In a group of schools that like pranks, wizard chess, Quidditch, etc., but don't like to study, suddenly a good student came, and she is the kind who likes to preach. Who would play with her!

Especially since this good student didn't give us his homework to copy, it was even more repulsive.

"I've thought about Ravenclaw, but I still think Gryffindor is better."

HermioneI always insist on my point of view. The greatest wizards come from Gryffindor, so Gryffindor is naturally the best.

This is similar to the Muggle world. If a school has enough celebrities and is famous enough, it can prove that the school is getting better and better.

While chatting, the boat also passed the steep cliffs to the west and the curtains of ivy, and finally stopped at a pier.

After landing, the people climbed through a tunnel in the rock and arrived at an open and moist grassland under the shadow of the towering castle.

After Hagrid counted the number of people, he stepped onto a stone step, raised his huge fist and knocked three times on the castle gate.

The gate opened immediately, and Professor McGonagall, who had met before, walked out slowly.

"Here are the first-year students, Professor McGonagall!"

Hagrid said seriously.

"Thank you, Hagrid. I will take over from now on."

Professor McGonagall politely returned to the camp, and then led the young wizards into the thousand-year-old castle of Hogwarts.