The Evil God of Hogwarts

Hearing that, Xing Zeming came over. Benson believed that Bowman, as a potion scholar, should not make such a stupid mistake.

"He also reminded me, old gentleman, that Spider's Kiss is not common. He thought that even a potion expert would rarely have the opportunity to come into contact with it."

"No, that's why he suspected that more than one person committed the crime." Benson looked at Xing Ze meaningfully.

While shutting up, the two of them walked to Car No. 3, which was a public car with no obstructions between seats. Because of its low price, it was very popular with students and people from the lower classes.

When Xing Ze entered the carriage, the prefects of the college were calming the excited students. Obviously, most of the freshmen were not affected by the abnormal weather. They were still excited and even thought that the blizzard was magic.

Several children from wizarding families were bragging about some strange things in the magical world, and the children from Muggle families listened with interest.

In the chaotic carriage, a young man with red skin and handsome appearance stood out. Judging from his robes, he should be a Hufflepuff prefect.

Cedric Diggory? Xing Ze recognized him at a glance because he looked almost the same as in the movie.

The handsome and childish young man was trying his best to keep the students quiet.

Silently, he himself was surrounded by a group of chattering girls. Judging from the bitter and helpless expression on his face, those girls have probably been pestering him for a long time.

According to the past tradition of Hogwarts, freshmen will enroll in September and January, while senior students will be asked to enroll a few days earlier. They will be assigned some simple tasks to reduce the burden on teachers.

Some of the prefects will be sent to pick up the new students. Although it is a troublesome task, it is still quite popular, not only because it can add points to the college, but also because the selected ones will undoubtedly be deeply affected. Approval from teachers.

Perhaps noticing Xing Ze's gaze, Cedric raised his head and looked over there. After seeing the person clearly, he smiled and nodded kindly.

The two of them continued to Choyan. Like the No. 4 carriage where Xing Ze was located, the No. 2 carriage was also cast a traceless stretching spell, but the difference was that the compartments over there were not exclusively used.

Under normal circumstances, it can accommodate four people. If it is during peak hours, it can also accommodate six people.

When they reached the middle of the carriage, one of the compartment doors suddenly opened, and Xing Ze jumped back quickly to avoid being hit.

Immediately afterwards, two red-haired children emerged from the compartment. They looked almost identical.

"Hey, idiot, come and get him," one of them yelled, while the other chuckled happily. The two of them did not stay any longer, but ran quickly towards Car No. 1.

Not long after, a young man with the same red hair rushed out of the compartment angrily. His robe was stained with green mucus, and he looked in a mess.

"We can't run around on the train, George, Fred, for Merlin's sake, he's had enough of us!"

Not an acquaintance. Xing Ze had a smile on his face, he was a twin of the Weasley family, so it was not difficult to guess the other redhead, the twins' third brother, Percy Weasley.

A low-pitched spell came from behind Xing Ze, and then, the twins running in front lifted their feet off the ground and floated like balloons.

Benson moved the wand in his leg, and Fred and George floated back to Percy with a scream.

"Prefect, I have to keep an eye on the students." Benson said to Percy. When the old man had a stern face, he was full of majesty. Not many people would like to be lectured by him. Even the twins who always smiled cruelly kept their mouths shut.

Poor Percy blushed and couldn't stop nodding his head in apology. Xing Ze cast a "quick cleanup spell" on Patsy, and the green mucus in his robe suddenly gathered into a ball. He flicked it casually, and the clump of mucus was accurately thrown into the trash can in the corridor.

Percy looked at Xing Ze gratefully. He was about to say thank you when one of the twins whispered: "Hey, nice legs. He bet that I must have participated in the Quidditch game."

"Very embarrassed, no, he has only stayed at Hogwarts for three years, and he is not used to flying around." Xing Ze replied with a smile.

"I should join, it feels good to fly in the sky." The other twin interjected.

"Quiet, boys." Benson interrupted the wrong conversation angrily, "Listen to our prefect, or he will go to school and have a good chat with our dean."

After he finished speaking, he waved his magic wand, and the twins immediately fell to the ground. They rubbed their buttocks and fled out of the room in despair.

The farce in the aisle attracted many onlookers, and people in other rooms opened their doors to watch.

Among them, Xing Ze saw the boy who survived--Harry Potter, and Ron and Hermione beside him.

It looks similar to the one in the movie. Xing Ze sighed in his heart, it seemed that the corpse eater didn't have time to miss his east leg.

Benson shouted to the onlookers: "Go back, kids, there's nothing to see!"

Perhaps it was his stern voice or his gloomy expression that frightened those students back to their private rooms.

"It seems I'm not very popular with children." Xing Ze laughed at Benson.

Benson didn't reply, but gestured forward with a dongba. Xingze shrugged his shoulders boredly and continued to walk toward Choron.

When passing Harry Potter's compartment, Xing Ze secretly remembered the compartment number.

…

The train stopped shortly after they walked out of the No. 2 carriage. With a quick shake and a shrill whistle, the entire train was forced to stop in the wind and snow.

Benson cursed softly, and he urged Xing Ze to speed up. The two soon came to the conductor's room.

"Benson, tell him that it's not true. How can Bauman kill people? That guy doesn't even want to kill a mouse."

The conductor Balk almost jumped in front of Benson, his lips trembling constantly, and the veins on his legs holding the pipe bulged.

"He doesn't want to believe it's true, Balk, but it's true."

The conductor touched his red hair angrily, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "Damn it, he has to drink another glass, and the knife and shovel will tell me the details of the details."

When they kept silent, Xing Ze found an inconspicuous corner to stay. While observing the people in the office, he studied the small jar that he smuggled out of Allen's bag.

There were two people in blue uniforms standing by the window. They were probably the train's mechanics. The taller of the two said, "The snowstorm was too strong and visibility was too low. They couldn't move forward."

As soon as he finished speaking, a middle-aged man standing on the other side immediately said, "The magic telegraph is still unusable. I hope the people at New Ravenscar Station will notice the snowstorm."

"Don't count on them, sir." The conductor interrupted, "With such a strong snowstorm, even if you use the phantom display, it will be difficult, not to mention that it is difficult to use."

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