NOVEL NEXT WORLD Chapter 6: Chapter 6
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Chapter 6 This Freshman Is Too Good At Playing, Right?
The Hogwarts Express continued its journey, with the uncovered train moving steadily. In one of the carriages, George and his friend found whatever clothes they could to put on.
In the original story, Lupin took the Hogwarts Express to school only once when he was late, and teachers typically apparated to Hogsmeade Village in advance and then walked back to school to save time. When it was discovered that the glass and the ceiling were missing, the young wizards on the train were in an uproar until it got too cold. Eventually, they went back to retrieve their clothes.
"What? You can memorize at least half of the books in the Leaky Cauldron before even entering school?" Ronald asked. "You also need to be proficient in using advanced magic such as the Patronus Charm." George and Flender looked at each other after hearing Ronald's words and saw the excitement in each other's eyes. It was a perfect idea for a prank.
"George, Flender, you are exclaiming! So it's a fake?" Ronald, feeling relief, noticed their demeanor.
"Oh no, of course not!" George replied solemnly. "I thought you'd know!"
"No way? Didn't your mother provide you with a preschool education?" The trio's faces turned pale.
"Then how will you handle your branch assessment?" Flender asked, his expression feigning surprise.
"Branch examination?"
"Of course, don't you know? Hogwarts is the greatest magic school, bar none! How can such a school recruit any student casually? Even in the wizarding world, there are many bad ones!"
"Then... can I ask about the content of the branch examination?" Little Lolita Hermione felt suffocated.
"Oh, don't worry, it's not very rare, and usually it won't kill anyone," George shrugged. "Correct me, George. Three freshmen who hadn't entered school died in last year's assessment."
"But that's already considered good! The freshmen had to face 20 werewolves in the Forbidden Forest the year before last, and a full third of them died. The year we started, it wasn't easy. The students had to fight giant monsters in the arena, and seven or eight little wizards died."
Listening to the twins' discussion, the three little legs began to buckle under them. Is this Hogwarts? This is a Roman arena! It's not just a matter of shame; it's a matter of surviving!
"Maybe we should ask someone else," Ronald said, looking pale. "Come with me, I know some senior students..." Malfoy temporarily put aside the longstanding feud between the Malfoy and Weasley families for the sake of survival. Life-saving was the priority.
After a while, the three of them exited a carriage filled with fifth-year Slytherin students, their faces etched with despair. As fifth-year students, these Slytherins "knew" many details about the Hogwarts admission assessments over the past twenty years. They relayed tales, such as retrieving a gold coin hidden in the lair of thousands of giant arachnids.
For example, a duel with a fire dragon in a closed and narrow space or being kissed by a dementor and only being able to enter school if you survive.
"Hi, how are you? I'm Flower John. Are you freshmen too?" When I was about to go back to the carriage, I suddenly ran into a strange little wizard who greeted me enthusiastically. There are quite a few little wizards like this who want to make more friends before school starts. Except for a few fans of pure blood theory, most people will respond enthusiastically.
"Can you defeat a dragon?" "Can you fight a troll hand to hand?" "Can you sneak into the acromantula's lair alone?" Little Lolita Hermione's three questions directly bewildered Flower. He is also a young wizard from a wizard family, but even adult wizards can't do these things, right?
"Well, it looks like you haven't experienced preschool education either. Then, I wish you good luck in the upcoming sorting exam." Hermione gave him a pitying look. "I mean, I hope you survive." After finishing speaking, the three of them left dejectedly.
"Merlin, I have to find someone to ask," Flower swallowed. Soon, rumors about the freshman assessment spread on the Hogwarts Express. When the newly enrolled young wizards heard the news, they immediately went to verify it with the senior students they knew. These seniors, when asked, first responded with amazement, then excitement, and finally pretended to be surprised. The opening is like, "Is there anyone who can't even do this?"
Terrorizing new students is an annual tradition at Hogwarts. Even parents will not tell their children the specific details of the sorting. But in previous years, they just made up some things like exams to scare the scumbags. How can it be so fun this year! This is simply beyond the imagination of ordinary people. One by one, the first-year freshmen were trembling with fright.
Many senior students began to enthusiastically help their juniors to analyze the most likely content of this sorting examination. Some said the school organizes freshmen to go to Nurmengard to fight Grindelwald one by one through a Portkey, or duel with Dumbledore, and not even Voldemort escaped! In the mouths of these seniors, Voldemort was imprisoned in the depths of Hogwarts Castle, preparing to test the new students one day. It was said that if he killed a hundred newborns, Dumbledore would set him free and so on.
The news was spread in an orderly manner, and there were also witnesses who swore they had seen it. The whole Hogwarts fell into a sea of despair and joy.