Hogwarts Blood Wizard

　　 After emphasizing the precautions for this semester, Dumbledore seemed to have become the kind of a little incongruous headmaster, wearing a slightly crooked wizard hat on his head, and said loudly.

　　 "Before going to bed, let us sing the school song together!"

　　As Dumbledore's voice fell, Ivan clearly saw the faces of the professors on the stage changed, and several senior students were also constipated.

　　 And Dumbledore was waving his wand on his own, and a long golden ribbon floated out of the wand, turning into words like a snake.

　　 The wand is like a baton. Under the guidance of Dumbledore, the Hogwarts school song sung by the whole school resounded in the hall.

"Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, Hogwarts, please teach us, whether it is old or bald, or a young man with idiotic legs, our heads can be filled with novelty Something interesting..."

Various versions and various tunes were put together in a jumbled manner, and the Weasley brothers, who tried to mislead everyone in the mix, Ivan also sang a few words along with them. After singing, I unexpectedly felt that this was mixed The tone.... It seems pretty good.

　　 Ivan couldn't help but wondered if there was a problem with his music aesthetic...

Fortunately, there is also the principal Dumbledore who has the same feeling. The respected white wizard was moved to tears under the influence of music. It took a long time to break free from the melody. He wiped his tears while reminding all levels. Long can go back.

　　 Ivan followed Gryffindor's freshman flow along the spiral staircase to the highest floor.

　　 At the end of the corridor, Percy stopped on a wall with a portrait of a fat woman. Before the new students could ask, everyone saw the fat woman move, changed her posture, and said solemnly.

　　 "What is the password?"

　　 "Dragon scum," Percy replied.

　　 The fat woman nodded, stepped aside, revealing a round hole in the wall, and Ivan knew that this was Gryffindor’s common room inside.

After 　　 entered, Ivan realized that this place was much bigger than he thought.

The red lion flag representing Gryffindor is hung in the air. There are several long tables neatly placed in the wide lounge. Under the long tables are comfortable chairs. The dark brown fireplace is against the left wall. The burning flame illuminates the cold at the same time.

　　 Gryffindor’s bedroom is for five people. There are five four-poster beds in the spacious room. Underneath are their respective luggage, neatly stacked aside.

　　 As there is no corresponding memory, Ivan can't even recognize his suitcase and bed.

　　 Just as Ivan was waiting for his roommate to choose a bed first, a gray-white owl suddenly flew from the top of the railing on the west side to Ivan's shoulder, and pecked Ivan's face intimately.

　　 "Maca?" Ivan was taken aback for a moment, and then he remembered the name for no apparent reason.

　　 "Cuckoo~" The gray-white owl replied.

　　 "Whether it is or not, I will call you Maca from now on." Ivan stretched out his hand and scratched the owl's neck, Maca narrowed his eyes comfortably.

With Maca’s guidance, Ivan quickly confirmed that the bed on the west side against the wall was his own. There were very few things around, except for bedding and pillows, but some clothes, daily necessities, and a few books to bring. The textbook.

　　 It is worth mentioning that Ivan found a small sign next to his bed with the words Ivan Hals intimately engraved on it.

　　 Other beds also have similar brands, but Ivan didn't notice it just now.

　　 Not long after Ivan stayed alone in the dormitory, there was a sound of pushing the door outside, followed by a slightly familiar voice.

　　 "Unexpectedly, the sorting house is just wearing a hat. I thought I was going to fight against the giant monsters. I knew I shouldn't believe George's nonsense."

　　 Pushing through the door was a little wizard with fiery red hair and freckles on the bridge of his nose. His mouth was babbling and talking, while the little boy behind him was wearing spectacles and looked a little thin.

　　 Harry? Ron?

　　 Ivan was somewhat surprised. It was a coincidence that he was in the same bedroom as the savior Harry.

　　 "Hello, I am Ivan Hals!" Ivan stepped forward and said hello.

　　 "Hey, this is Ron Weasley." Ron also noticed the existence of Ivan.

　　 "Hello, this is Harry Potter." Harry also stretched out his hand at this time.

　　 Ivan first shook hands with Harry, then looked at Ron and smiled. "Just now at the meeting, your brother George and Fred mentioned you to me."

　　 "Oh, damn, I don't believe they would say anything good about me." Ron thought about the way George and Fred play tricks on himself, and he was angry.

　　 Harry was a little pleased with Ivan's attitude different from other people. After all, since he entered the wizarding world, every time he encountered other wizards, he was either making a fuss or wanting to see the lightning scar on his head.

　　 I have to say that Harry thinks this behavior is really stupid. UU reading www.uukANAnshu.com

　　The friendship between the little wizards can sometimes be established in a short time. What's more, Ivan, who has read the original book, knows the two of them, and deliberately caters to them, so naturally they quickly become friends.

Harry talked about the unfair treatment he received before he came to the wizarding world in the dormitory, while Ron was talking about one or two funny things that were teased by the Weasley twins. Not long after, Neville and another little wizard who shared the same dormitory They also joined together, and they talked until late before going to bed and resting.

　　 The successive changes throughout the night made Ivan really tired. Almost immediately after touching the bed, his body weakened and he couldn't get up again. Even the originally planned exploration system plan was forgotten.

　　 Vaguely, only the sound of Ron scrambling the mice could be heard. Ivan raised his eyes and looked at it, then put the quilt over his head, and his lips moved silently.

　　Hello, Hogwarts!

　　...

　　 Early the next morning, Ivan woke up from his dream and looked around blankly. It took him a long time to realize what was about to go to class.

　　 Suddenly he was about to be transferred from the hospital bed to the classroom, and for a while, Ivan was still a little bit unable to adapt.

However, in the first class at Hogwarts, Ivan did not intend to be late. Although it was still early, Ivan felt that he had set off earlier, considering the awkward stairs in Hogwarts. Great.

　　 Of course, before leaving, I didn't forget to call Ron and Harry who were still lying in bed.

　　 I don't know whether it was the influence of Harry's savior's halo or Ivan's bad luck. When he went downstairs, he encountered two steps that disappeared. Poor Ron even hit the wall disguised as a door!

　　 Fortunately, it was because of Ron’s personal demonstration that Ivan and Harry were spared...