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"In just five minutes, the train will arrive at Hogwarts. Please leave your luggage on the train. We will take it to school for you."
As night falls outside the window, a deep purple sky over hills and forests, the train's speed gradually slows down. Suddenly, a loud reminder sound rings out in the carriage corridor.
"We should change into our school uniforms."
George takes off his coat and puts on the black robe of the Hogwarts Headmaster.
And Luna, Ginny, and Colin quickly put on their own school uniforms after realizing the mistake.
After the train stopped, the young wizards surged out, jostling and pushing in the aisles, fearing that they might miss something if they were late, with some of the young wizards' faces being squeezed into distorted shapes.
"Not in a hurry!"
Seeing this situation, George decisively blocked the way for Ginny and the others who wanted to squeeze in.
We've already arrived at the station. Hogwarts is such a big castle; it won't run away. There's no need to panic and rush out.
Unlike other young wizards, he is curious and excited about Hogwarts, but he is not tense or chaotic.
On one hand, he is not a real child, and on the other hand, after experiencing the return from the past, soul fragmentation, and escape fighting, his inner stability is much more than that of a normal adult.
After about two minutes, the number of young wizards in the aisle began to decrease, and George, with the three little ones in tow, calmly exited the compartment and made their way to the door of the carriage.
"Follow me, don't go to the upper-year side by yourself."
"George, to be honest, sometimes you give me the feeling of my father, a very reliable feeling."
Ginny followed behind George and couldn't help but say.
"Yes...a bit more reliable than my dad."
Thinking of her father Arthur's sometimes unreliable behavior, she added.
Colin and Luna nodded in agreement.
Although they had only known each other for less than a day, George had already left a very reliable impression on them.
He speaks steadily, rarely showing surprise for anything, helping them with their luggage up and down, wiping their faces when they ate snacks and got dirty, and even getting up to cover them with wizard robes when they felt sleepy in the afternoon.
Even at the moment of getting off the train, there's a sense of having an adult around, a feeling of safety as long as you follow their instructions.
George smiled at the words. In fact, those actions are just instinctive behaviors that adults would do when they see children, especially ones they don't dislike.
His body in this world is a child, but it's really hard to make him pretend to be a child all the time.
So he thinks it's unnecessary. Given his background in this world, being mature is quite normal, and it's not a bad thing at all.
"Year 1 students! Year 1 students, come over here!"
At this moment, a familiar voice rang out.
George turned his head to look and saw the gamekeeper Hagrid standing there with a magic lantern, shouting loudly.
Even though there were hundreds of students at the station at this moment, it's hard to miss his towering figure, even if you closed your eyes.
"Follow me."
With a look back to give instructions, George cut through the dense crowd like a sharp knife, easily pushing aside the senior wizards in front of him, and quickly arrived beside Hagrid.
In terms of strength, even seventh-year wizards are far from him.
"Seeing you again, Mr. Boss!"
Seeing George, Hagrid immediately bent down to greet him.
He remembered this little wizard owner who lived in Diagon Alley, selling him discount potions.
"Hello, Hagrid."
George also nodded with a smile.
"You know Hagrid, why does he call you a little boss?"
Ginny leaned in George's ear and asked curiously.
She hadn't met Hagrid, but she often heard her brother Ron talk about him, so she guessed his identity.
"My foster father runs a potion shop. Recently, he passed away in an accident. Hagrid came to buy potions before."
George replied casually.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked. I hope you're not sad."
Hearing George say that, Ginny's expression changed immediately to one of guilt. The faces of Luna and Colin also showed a sympathetic tone.
"That's okay."
George smiled. He really wanted to say that the old guy was killed by him, but he knew that saying so would definitely scare the three little ones.
Standing by Hagrid's side for a while, the Year 1 students soon gathered, about thirty in total.
In fact, the number of students at Hogwarts was not very large. Normally, it would remain around three hundred, with about forty in each grade. When it was full, it might be forty-five or so; when it was low, it might be only thirty-five or so.
It's normal to think so, as there aren't many teachers in the school either. For example, the Defense Against the Dark Arts class is taught to all seven years, but in reality, it's only one teacher who teaches it. If there were too many students, it would be impossible to teach them all properly.
After everyone was gathered, Hagrid led them through a narrow path and arrived at the Black Lake. As usual, he divided the students into groups of four to take the boat across to the castle, which was a traditional ceremony for incoming first-year students every year.
The purpose seems to be to commemorate the four legendary wizards who founded Hogwarts.
Mostly, the people who were familiar from the train sat together, and naturally, George sat with Luna, Ginny, and Colin on the same boat.
However, these boats are not ordinary boats. They are enchanted by alchemy with special spells, so they don't need oars to paddle. They can automatically generate wind to propel the boat forward.
To be honest, the process of taking a boat from the Black Lake into Hogwarts Castle was still quite impressive, even George couldn't help but express some emotions when he looked up at the towering castle.
One of the young wizards, overwhelmed by the spectacle, accidentally fell into the lake in the middle of the journey.
But there were no accidents. Just as the young wizard was about to fall into the lake, a giant squid saved him and brought him back to the boat.
Don't underestimate the Black Lake. There are many magical creatures living in it.
After crossing the Black Lake, they disembarked from the underground dock of the castle, walked through a tunnel between cliffs, and reached the castle gates. Hagrid handed them over to a tall black-haired witch dressed in emerald green robes.
This witch is none other than the Transfiguration Professor, the Dean of Gryffindor, and the famous witch, Millerwa McGonagall.
"Welcome to Hogwarts! The welcome feast is about to begin. However, before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you must first determine which house you will be entering...”
Professor McGonagall led them to a small room on the left side of the grand hall on the first floor, where she briefly introduced them to the four houses and the very important House Cup.
After Professor McGonagall left, the young wizards began to buzz with discussions, naturally, all about the sorting ceremony.
George was no exception to this. At that moment, he was also wondering which house he would be sorted into.
He wasn't Harry Potter; the Sorting Hat wouldn't waste time on him, nor would it let him choose which house he wanted to be in. Like all the other young wizards, he would be assigned directly based on the results of the magical assessment.
However, to him, it made no difference. He believed that whichever house he was assigned to, he would still be the most outstanding and eye-catching among all the students.
From today on, Hogwarts will welcome the most powerful and gifted wizard prodigy in its history, that's George.
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