HARRY POTTER: THE HEHUAN SECT BOSS TRANSMIGRATES AND STARTS A RAISING PROGRAM
Chapter 1: The Professor of Hogwarts
"Step right up, don't miss out, selling crutches, selling crutches!"
"Crutches..."
"Brain deposit station; come back to claim it after reading."
"..."
"Junior Brother, kneel down, Senior Sister has a favor to ask of you..."
"First Senior Sister, could you please put on your fairy dress properly first..."
"Junior Brother, come closer, Senior Sister wants to discuss something with you..."
"Second Senior Sister, take your leg off my shoulder first!"
"Junior Brother, stand straight, Senior Sister wants to poke you about something..."
"Third Senior Sister, stop backing into me, we're going to crash if you keep backing up!"
"Junior Brother, I'll kneel down, Senior Sister will... something with you..."
"Fourth Senior Sister, stop stuffing everything into your mouth!"
"Delicious!"
"Yes!"
"Ah!"
Xiao Deng sprang up from the bed, flailing his arms and legs.
"Damn it all, every single day I'm piling and training my Qilin arm in my dreams."
"When will this ever end!"
"I want the real deal..."
Xiao Deng knelt on one knee on the bed and shouted out the window.
However, no sooner had he shouted than he looked at the sky with lingering fear.
Fortunately, nothing happened, and Xiao Deng let out a long sigh of relief.
In his past life, he had been blasted into smithereens by two bolts of Heavenly Dao lightning just because he spoke without thinking.
He had transmigrated into this bizarre, nonsensical world.
But being struck by lightning had given him a strange ability; he could improve his strength by practicing cultivation techniques in his dreams.
First Senior Sister's chest, Second Senior Sister's legs, Third Senior Sister's butt, Fourth Senior Sister's mouth...
He suffered so much in those dreams!
It's just that the improvement in strength within the dreams was pitifully weak!
The spiritual energy here was extremely thin; even with top-tier cultivation techniques practiced in his dreams, it still took several years to reach the Qi Refining stage.
He didn't know if it was because of this world or because he was only at the Qi Refining stage.
His memories of his Senior Sisters didn't seem as deep anymore; there were signs they were fading.
The only thing that surprised Xiao Deng was that his two spatial rings had merged into one.
With Xiao Deng's current divine sense, he couldn't even reach the boundaries.
After getting up and washing up, Xiao Deng walked out of the house.
"Brothers, have you heard? A big fat sheep has arrived here recently!"
"What big fat sheep?"
"He has a lot of money, looks like a noble kid..."
"Hey, hey, wait a minute. Nobles? We can't afford to mess with them. Go find someone else."
"Why the hell are you panicking? Do you think I, your big brother, would harm you?"
Seeing the disbelief on the faces of the other three, he was truly irritated.
"What kind of looks are those? If it weren't for me back then..."
"Fine, fine, fine, Big Brother, go on!"
"I've observed that there's only a ten-year-old kid in this house, and not a single elder."
The eyes of the other three gradually lit up.
"In other words, it's very likely no one is backing him."
"The timid starve to death. Boss, let's do it!"
Although Xiao Deng was only at the Qi Refining stage now, his hearing was more than sufficient to hear all of this.
He smiled and shook his head; it seemed things couldn't end peacefully today.
As someone at the Qi Refining stage, he couldn't yet abstain from eating.
He had been eating sandwiches and other such bizarre things for a week and was about to vomit.
Xiao Deng wanted to go buy some flour to make noodles for himself.
As he walked into an alley, two thugs appeared in front and blocked his path.
The weather was getting cold, yet they were still wearing tank tops, half-exposing the tattoos on their arms.
Xiao Deng couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
"Is that it?"
"Do you even know how to act cool?"
"I, and the Heavenly Dao..."
Xiao Deng subconsciously glanced at the sky; there was no movement.
"...have acted cool before. Do you guys know how low-class you are?"
No need to look, there were definitely two more behind him.
Not to mention he was a cultivation genius of his sect, even an ordinary disciple would recognize their aura.
These were the same thugs who had been plotting to rob him earlier.
"Hey, brother!"
"We're a bit strapped for cash lately, lend us some money to spend."
The others let out a threatening laugh.
But this wasn't funny at all; at least Xiao Deng didn't think so. He just found them noisy.
"Get lost!"
As he said this, Xiao Deng tried to sidestep the person blocking his way.
It wasn't that Xiao Deng couldn't beat them, but the person in front of him had skin so dirty it looked like he hadn't bathed in his past life.
Xiao Deng really didn't want to touch him. These people had no money; they might truly lack the conditions to bathe.
They were also incredibly ugly; even ordinary people in the cultivation world were better looking than them.
Not to mention beauties as stunning as his Senior Sisters.
"Boss, this little brother seems quite handsome..."
The boss was stunned for a moment, then started thinking in the direction the underling suggested.
"Hehehe, you kid are really sharp!"
As a cultivator, it was easy to detect the malice of others, especially when it was completely undisguised.
At the same time, as a disciple of the Hehuan Sect, this tone... made his eyes gradually turn cold.
If this unbathed freak took off his pants, he'd probably be able to scrape off two pounds of dirt.
"I'll give you three seconds, get lost!"
"So spicy, I like..."
Before he could finish, the two people in front were already sent flying backward.
The next second, the two people behind were also sent flying backward.
If the uncle can bear it, the aunt can't!
Xiao Deng's killing intent gradually began to spread.
"Thump! Thump! Thump!"
The sound of footsteps was exceptionally clear in the quiet alley.
Several wanted to stand up and run, but a heavy pressure weighed on them, making them unable to move.
"What did you just say? I didn't hear you clearly, please say it again!"
The seemingly polite words sounded somewhat chilling.
Suddenly, a foul-smelling yellow liquid flowed out from under the boss's pant leg.
He had actually peed his pants in fear!
Xiao Deng frowned and couldn't help but step back.
The smell was too pungent; how could there be such foul-smelling urine in this world?
Xiao Deng felt that his own urine could be considered a delicious drink compared to theirs.
Xiao Deng couldn't help but complain again about what kind of bizarre thing this was!
However, Xiao Deng didn't really want to let them off.
In the cultivation world, robbery itself is a risky act.
If you can't beat someone and get killed in return, you deserve it.
Just as Xiao Deng was about to pick up the dagger on the ground, a slightly serious yet kindly voice rang out at the entrance of the alley.
"Oh, my dear Mr. Hehuan, please let those Muggles go, would you?"
Xiao Deng's heart sank. When did this old person get there?
The woman was wearing green robes and square glasses; she was serious but had no malice.
Her appearance was quite peculiar, though this old person's gaze was a bit bizarre.
Who was this person, appearing at the entrance of the alley without him knowing?
Professor McGonagall was also somewhat surprised.
Clearly, the little guy in front of her was experiencing a magical surge.
The intensity of this magic was even stronger than Merlin's lace stockings.
This talent might just rival that person's.
Keeping a low profile for over a decade, was he spotted the first time he acted in public?
Based on Xiao Deng's understanding over the years, there were no cultivators in this country.
But this woman who suddenly appeared might inevitably be someone hidden in the shadows.
Xiao Deng secretly raised his guard.
"Muggle?"
This strange word left Xiao Deng somewhat confused.
Immediately, the woman waved the small stick in her hand.
Xiao Deng felt as if a force had appeared.
With his perception, he naturally knew that those people had just passed out.
There was no danger to their lives!
Xiao Deng's muscles gradually tensed, ready to strike at any moment.
Professor McGonagall was slightly taken aback by Xiao Deng's reaction, then nodded slightly.
A hint of appreciation appeared in her eyes.
Unafraid in the face of danger, calm in the face of trouble—he already surpassed most of his peers.
Courage is not something everyone possesses!
She had even encountered those who peed their pants directly.
Thinking of this, Professor McGonagall adjusted her appearance; a Wizard with excellent character deserves respect.
"Mr. Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect, please allow me to introduce myself."
"Minerva McGonagall, Professor of Transfiguration at Hogwarts School."
Chapter 2: The World in Diagon Alley
Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. Mr. Hehuan... sir?
What a big misunderstanding!
In his previous life, Xiao Deng loved the gleaming appearance of gold and had a vast collection.
His Fellow Daoists often laughed at him for being vulgar, asking what use such mundane treasures were for a cultivator.
But after being struck by lightning, all his gold had condensed into a mountain sitting in his space ring.
And every day it kept growing on its own.
Xiao Deng had only taken out some gold to buy a top-tier villa in the city.
Yet he was mistaken for an elite aristocrat.
Of course, Xiao Deng naturally wouldn't explain this beautiful misunderstanding.
However, when registering the property, he noticed that everyone else's names were different from his.
To hide himself as much as possible, he simply made up a temporary one.
He registered as Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect.
"magic?"
Xiao Deng precisely noticed the term used by Professor McGonagall.
This was something he had never heard before!
Could it be related to his advancement in power?
Just now, a burst of energy came from the stick in that old man's hand.
It somewhat resembled Spiritual Qi, but he wasn't sure yet.
Let's first see what this old man intends!
"Yes, Mr. Hehuan!"
"The power you just displayed is a manifestation of magic."
"Your anger caused it to go wild!"
Professor McGonagall looked seriously at Xiao Deng.
"Mr. Hehuan, you are a Wizard!"
Wizard?
It seems this world isn't as simple as it appears.
This should be how practitioners in this world refer to themselves.
Now at least there's a reference direction for cultivation.
Seeing Xiao Deng looking somewhat stunned, Professor McGonagall smiled with satisfaction.
The shocked expressions of young Wizards always made her feel extremely gratified and satisfied.
Then Professor McGonagall pulled a parchment letter from her pocket.
The letter flapped its wings like a little bird and flew toward Xiao Deng.
Sensing no killing intent from the letter, Xiao Dengextended his hands.
The letter landed steadily in Xiao Deng's hands.
"To Mr. Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect!"
No matter how many times he saw it, this name still made Xiao Deng's mouth twitch.
Unhurriedly, Xiao Deng slowly opened the letter.
Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Principal: Albus Dumbledore.
(Order of Merlin, First Class; Chief Warlock of the Wizengamot; Supreme Mugwump of the International Confederation of Wizards.)
Dear Mr. Hehuan,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your Owl by no later than July 31.
Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagall
Deputy Headmistress
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List: A long list of school items.
...
Note for parents: First-year students are not allowed to bring their own flying broomsticks.
Xiao Deng frowned. What is a flying broomstick?
But since he didn't understand, he wouldn't ask too much. He was still a newcomer; there would always be a chance to find out.
"This is your admission letter. You have reached school age."
"Are you willing to come with me to Hogwarts?"
This scene left Xiao Deng a bit dazed.
Back when Xiao Deng was still a little Deng, his Masterhad asked him the same question.
Then he snapped out of it, a grin curling at the corner of his mouth.
"Of course I am willing!"
The only pity was that this old man was far from his Master's stunning beauty.
But that's okay. He couldn't be the only one going to school, right?
There must be other girls. A disciple of the Hehuan Sectmust not forget his roots while learning magic.
Praise the Master, praise the Old Ancestor of the Hehuan Sect.
As for the Heavenly Dao, let's not praise it for now. It struck him into this weird world.
Xiao Deng lived alone, so he didn't need to say goodbye to anyone.
He pretended to go home and pack, then left with Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall sat on the sofa, nodding at the clean and tidy state of the house.
She looked at Xiao Deng with even more satisfaction!
Gryffindor's great sword, what a self-reliant, self-disciplined child.
Soon, Xiao Deng followed Professor McGonagall to a pub, carrying a seemingly bulging backpack.
"This is the Leaky Cauldron. This is the entrance to Diagon Alley."
Professor McGonagall tapped the wall bricks with her stick, and the wall opened into a deep passage.
After entering, Xiao Deng felt a strange energy surrounding him.
Xiao Deng guessed this was the special form of Spiritual Qi in this world.
It existed outside as well, but was far less abundant here.
Even the environment was much better than outside.
Large birds flew everywhere in the sky, and... people walked everywhere on the ground.
Their clothes looked like bat spirits. How could they compare to his Senior Sister's fairy dress?
What a weird aesthetic!
Is this better than the Senior Sister's imperial fairy dress?
Just as Xiao Deng was complaining inwardly, Professor McGonagall urged him on.
"Let's go to Gringotts first. We need to exchange some currency so you can buy things."
They arrived at a tall white building, but inside were all short creatures.
Long noses and pointed ears, looking like the Yao Race.
"Goblins run this Gringotts. They are very good at managing finances."
Good at finance? Let's solve a problem of chickens and rabbits in the same cage!
Xiao Deng thought maliciously.
But he had to admit, the bank was quite lavishly decorated.
Although the Materials weren't great, the marble floor was so shiny it reflected light.
Reflective? He could find girls in skirts to come shopping here.
Huge crystal chandeliers hung from the ceiling.
Xiao Deng nodded slightly. These big chandeliers weren't bad.
They passed many counters, but none of the Goblins paid them any attention.
Xiao Deng frowned slightly. What a weird attitude.
Even Mortals knew to greet customers with a smile, but these Goblins all looked sour-faced.
Professor McGonagall, used to it, gently tapped one of the counters.
The Goblin inside stopped counting money and looked up impatiently.
"Open an account and exchange some Galleons for this child."
The Goblin glanced at Xiao Deng. Looked like a Muggle-born?
The contempt in its eyes deepened.
Muggles usually exchanged in Pounds, and the amount was never much.
So the Goblins earned little, and thus their displeasure grew.
The Goblin's cold, dissatisfied voice came from the counter.
"There's a fee for opening an account and exchanging Galleons."
"How much do you want to exchange?"
Professor McGonagall then looked at Xiao Deng.
"The wizarding world has three currencies: Gold Galleons, Silver sickles, and Bronze Knuts."
"One Galleon equals seventeen sickles, and one sickleequals twenty-nine Knuts."
"Five Pounds in the Muggle World equals one Galleon."
Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. What a weird exchange rate!
In storybooks, there was a man named Qin Shi Huang, very capable.
He really should come here, conquer Diagon Alley, and unify the units of measurement!
But then Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow. The Pound seemed pretty valuable?
If he brought his gold into the market, could this Gringottsstill exist?
He could make a fortune on the side. That Goblin annoyed him.
Xiao Deng was getting quite angry!
Back in the Cultivation World, he would have already swung his sword to teach that creature the power of the great sword.
Chapter 3: Starting the Shopping Spree Mode
Wait!
One shouldn't forget their roots. I came here to pick up...
Er, no, I came here to enter Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry!
The Hehuan Sect is a legitimate sect, and I am a decent person.
Getting into Hogwarts is more important for now.
"Thud!"
A dull sound rang out on the table.
"Exchange it all!"
The Goblin's eyes suddenly became bright and shiny; even Professor McGonagall's eyelids twitched.
Even with Xiao Deng's keen eyesight, he didn't notice how fast the Goblin moved to scoop the golden items into its arms.
"Gold! Pure gold!"
The excited voice was deafening in the hall.
All the surrounding Goblins cast probing glances.
Upon seeing the gold, everyone's eyes became bright and shiny.
Even Professor McGonagall glanced sideways at Xiao Deng.
This student has some money!
The Goblin looked at the gold in its hands, unable to put it down.
Its expression also turned fawning and sycophantic.
This was a big client that hadn't appeared in many years.
"Respected sir, welcome to Gringotts. It is a great pleasure to serve you."
Xiao Deng curled the corner of his mouth.
"Then how happy are you? Tell me about it?"
The Goblin's expression stiffened; could that even be explained?
Professor McGonagall also watched Xiao Deng's little antics with a smile, not stopping him.
"Open an account!"
Xiao Deng was too lazy to bicker with this shady-looking creature.
It was affecting his ability to pick up... no, it was affecting his shopping.
Hearing Xiao Deng's words, the Goblin finally let out a sigh of relief.
"For a VIP like you, we can offer appropriate reductions on service fees and handling charges."
"I will process it for you immediately!"
"Do you want to take all these Galleons with you?"
Xiao Deng pondered for a moment; a new student would certainly need to buy many things.
Keeping more on him was always better than being sorry, and since he had a spatial ring, it didn't matter.
"Give me two thousand Galleons to take with me, and help me deposit the remaining ten thousand Galleons."
Originally, Professor McGonagall wanted to remind Xiao Deng about his spending, but seeing him make the decision directly, she didn't interfere again.
With the Galleons in hand, he noticed complex patterns engraved on them, with the unique spiritual energy of this world revealing itself within the lines.
What was it called again? Oh, magic!
Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow; wasn't this just a part of artifact refining?
And the anti-counterfeiting was mediocre; it was nowhere near as exquisite as the items made by artifact refining masters in the cultivation world.
Immediately, Xiao Deng started his shopping spree mode.
"If that's about enough, we need to go buy important things."
Professor McGonagall said this as she walked slowly along the cobblestone road.
"A wand is a necessity for a Wizard, so you must choose one that is most compatible with you."
"wand-making has been around since 382 BC."
This was the slogan on the sign of Ollivander's wand shop.
The sound of a brass bell chimed, and the door, heavy with history, was pushed open.
"You will achieve great things, Mr. Hehuan."
Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. Pretending to be mysterious, are we?
Are you as mysterious as the Heavenly Dao?
Xiao Deng subconsciously looked at the sky outside, just as the door closed.
He saw a big chandelier!
The shop was packed full of the kind of sticks that the old geezer was holding.
Spiritual energy... er, magic power and the scent of wood were very strong.
At a glance, it was actually quite spectacular.
Xiao Deng was speechless. With so many sticks, sword cultivators would probably be happier, right?
Xiao Deng looked up and discovered one thing.
Do people here like big chandeliers?
Professor McGonagall's voice pulled Xiao Deng out of his distraction.
"Mr. Ollivander, this is this year's new student."
"Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect."
Deep wisdom seemed to be hidden in Ollivander's eyes.
He raised an eyebrow upon hearing Xiao Deng's name; he hadn't heard of this surname before.
When looking at Xiao Deng, a hint of curiosity couldn't help but reveal itself in his eyes.
Xiao Deng also happened to look at Ollivander.
Another old geezer!
"Mr. Hehuan, it is a pleasure to serve you."
Ollivander pulled a measuring tape from his crotch area and said while measuring:
"Every wand is unique."
"So my philosophy has always been that the wand chooses the Wizard."
"So, I mean, which is your dominant hand?"
Xiao Deng was stunned. Would he ask such a private question?
Then he reacted and answered: "I eat with my right hand."
Ollivander nodded slightly and then began to select a wand for him.
"Try this one first, beech wood, nine inches, dragon heartstring."
As soon as Xiao Deng took the wand and waved it just three centimeters, the surrounding wands began to shake wildly.
Ollivander immediately snatched the wand back.
"It seems it shouldn't be this one; it's not suitable."
Xiao Deng also understood; this was actually just testing, a method of exhaustion.
"What about this one, eight and a half inches, ebony, Unicorn hair."
When he got it, the same situation occurred; as soon as he waved it, the wand began to riot.
Ollivander's gaze turned from curious to solemn.
The magic riot showed no sign of calming down at all.
"It's a bit sensitive; not suitable!"
Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. You're the one who's sensitive, your whole family is sensitive!
The little guy in front of him doesn't seem simple; his talent is not inferior to that person.
"Mr. Hehuan, your magic power is very strong; perhaps you should try that one."
Ollivander rummaged through the boxes and took out a dark-colored box from the very bottom.
The antique style made the dust on it seem to have traces of time.
"Fifteen inches, elder wood, Phoenix tail feather."
"This is a special wand; the Phoenix tail represents life, and elder wood is known as the wood of death."
Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow; he could hear the seriousness in Ollivander's words, but it actually fit his own experience quite well.
The moment he took the wand, a peaceful light swirled around his body.
"Perfect!"
Ollivander exclaimed!
It was indeed quite perfect; Xiao Deng perfectly spent eighteen Galleons.
Bidding farewell to Ollivander, the two planned to go out and buy other things.
The moment the door was pushed open, a deep voice came again.
"You will achieve great things, Mr. Hehuan!"
Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. Still at it, are you?
Did your ancestors start making wands, and the habit of being a "wand-maker" also passed down from the ancestors?
Arriving at Flourish and Blotts, he bought the corresponding textbooks.
All in all, the cost wasn't much, thirteen Galleons.
Xiao Deng put all the books into his backpack.
"Next is to go to Madam Malkin's shop."
The short and plump Madam Malkin also greeted the handsome young man very enthusiastically.
"A new student, welcome!"
Professor McGonagall also revealed a kind smile.
"Oh, my dear, long time no see."
"This is Mr. Hehuan, please select a suitable Wizard robe for him."
Xiao Deng thought of his senior sister's fairy dress and suddenly spoke up:
"I want the best fabric in your shop."
Professor McGonagall looked at Xiao Deng in surprise; she originally wanted to say that ordinary ones would be fine.
But thinking of Xiao Deng's capital, she swallowed the words that were already at the tip of her throat.
Subsequently, in the following time, he bought a cauldron and various other school supplies.
The Wizard robe was one hundred and fifty Galleons, and school supplies were fifty Galleons, totaling two hundred Galleons.
Looking at the things packed full in his backpack, Xiao Deng really wanted to stuff them into his spatial ring.
But Professor McGonagall was still by his side, and he didn't want to expose it.
Professor McGonagall looked at Xiao Deng, who was organizing his things, and said softly:
"Next, we have the last item: pets!"
Chapter 4: A Chance Encounter with the Child of Destiny in the Shop
A pet?
It was probably something like a spiritual pet.
However, Xiao Deng had his doubts about the intelligence of the spiritual pets in this world.
"An Owl, a cat, or a toad—you can choose one of the three."
Xiao Deng shook his head slightly; cats and toads felt a bit lacking.
He felt that a flying creature would be able to do much more.
Talking as they walked, the two of them arrived at Eeylops Owl Emporium.
Owls of all shapes and sizes stood in their respective places.
The moment Xiao Deng stepped through the door, all the Owls turned their heads in unison to look at him.
But Xiao Deng's gaze was drawn to a certain figure.
It was the largest Owl in the shop, and it didn't look like a local breed.
Xiao Deng felt a faint sense of familiarity.
It was an eagle Owl. Unlike ordinary Owls, it was exceptionally massive.
A normal eagle Owl was usually a combination of yellowish-brown, brown, and black.
But this eagle Owl was pitch-black all over.
The moment Xiao Deng walked in, this once-proud eagle Owl had already spread its wings.
The shopkeeper noticed Xiao Deng's unusual behavior and followed his gaze.
He also saw the eagle Owl's unusual reaction!
"Oh, my Lord! An extraordinary resonance!"
"This is an Oriental Eagle Owl, though these are usually used by adults."
"Because it's simply too massive!"
"And its bloodline seems to have undergone a slight mutation."
"Dear Mr. Hehuan, are you sure?"
Xiao Deng glanced at the shopkeeper. What man didn't like them big?
"This is the one!"
The shopkeeper released the eagle Owl from its cage.
With a spread of its wings, the eagle Owl glided over to Xiao Deng's side.
Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow slightly. Its wingspan just now must have been at least two meters, and it stood nearly a meter tall.
The eagle Owl stood sensibly by Xiao Deng's side, affectionately nuzzling him.
"An incredible match!" the shopkeeper exclaimed.
"Since you're so big and badass, how about I call you Giant Eagle?"
Giant Eagle let out a couple of pleased chirps, clearly liking the name.
Professor McGonagall watched the happy interaction between master and servant with a strange look, but ultimately said nothing.
A child's mind is pure; he probably hadn't thought that much into it.
After they finished shopping, Professor McGonagallhanded Xiao Deng a red train ticket.
"September first, King's Cross Station, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters."
Xiao Deng held the ticket and frowned slightly, but Professor McGonagall didn't elaborate.
Xiao Deng didn't ask further. If she wasn't going to say, there was no point in asking.
These master figures were usually chronic riddle-mongers.
Their answers would surely be along the lines of 'you'll find out when the time comes,' and so on.
As they were talking, Professor McGonagall stopped mid-sentence.
Xiao Deng also saw two people standing not far away.
The boy was excitedly playing with his newly bought wand.
Standing beside him was a Giant who was completely disproportionate in size to the little boy.
The Giant jogged over to greet them.
"Professor McGonagall!"
Professor McGonagall smiled slightly. "Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid!"
Hagrid waved his hands in dismissal, but Professor McGonagall's eyes couldn't help but fall upon the little boy.
"Is that him?"
"Yes, Professor, it's him!"
Professor McGonagall frowned slightly. He was a bit thin from malnutrition, and his clothes didn't fit, clearly hand-me-downs.
Surely the Dursleys weren't so destitute that they couldn't even afford to feed him?
Harry also keenly sensed that the atmosphere was a bit off.
He looked up and saw Xiao Deng, who looked like a refined young noble.
Xiao Deng's spiritual sense could naturally feel Harry's gaze.
He was probably a fellow freshman!
Out of politeness, Xiao Deng smiled and nodded slightly to him.
A blush crept onto Harry's pale face.
He partially hid behind Hagrid before nodding back in response.
Xiao Deng's lip twitched. What the hell are you blushing like a damn chandelier for?!
He suddenly thought of the four people who had tried to mug him.
Surely this kid didn't also have...
After saying goodbye to the two, they returned to Xiao Deng's villa.
Professor McGonagall advised Xiao Deng with earnest words.
"Mr. Hehuan, your talent is very strong, as has been proven in every aspect."
"You have your textbooks now. Preview them often; you must not let your talent go to waste."
Xiao Deng's lip twitched. She was just like his master.
Nevertheless, Xiao Deng bowed respectfully.
"I will work hard, Professor."
Professor McGonagall showed a satisfied smile and slowly departed.
Right, work hard at picking up... uh, studying!
Returning to the villa, Xiao Deng took out all the books.
For him, a single scan with his divine sense meant he basically wouldn't forget any of it.
Not knowing how much time had passed, Xiao Dengopened his eyes, having memorized everything.
Turning his head, he saw the eagle Owl perched on the arm of the sofa, watching him curiously.
Xiao Deng walked over and stroked Giant Eagle's head.
Giant Eagle let out a pleased cry.
Thinking about the contents of the books made him frown.
The methods, efficiency, and power of casting spells here were several levels below those of the cultivation world.
It seemed he would have to keep a low profile once he reached Hogwarts.
Keeping a low profile and playing the pig to eat the tiger was the law of survival in the cultivation world.
Being too dazzling was not a good thing, especially in front of that freshman.
Others might not see it, but Xiao Deng could feel it clearly.
That child bore a great karma, and a great karma meant he likely possessed great luck.
Even high-level management like Professor McGonagalldidn't have much of it.
He could try to get close to him first. What if he really was the Child of Destiny!
Hanging out with him, he could reap huge rewards even by just slacking off!
Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye, it was time for school to start.
Xiao Deng didn't need to pack anything; everything was in his spatial ring.
He just needed to carry a backpack for appearances.
With Giant Eagle following behind him, Xiao Deng walked slowly through King's Cross Station.
This drew quite a few surprised glances from passersby.
Standing between platforms nine and ten, Xiao Dengfrowned.
Could it be a place like Diagon Alley?
There were no mechanisms here, and Professor McGonagall hadn't taught him any incantations.
Suddenly, Xiao Deng's heart jolted. How could he have forgotten this? He had indeed stayed in the mortal world for too long!
This place was likely a spatial node, an entrance to another space.
Just as this thought crossed his mind, Xiao Deng saw a young child dash toward a platform pillar.
Instead of a bloody head, the child simply vanished.
This further confirmed the theory in Xiao Deng's mind.
Xiao Deng walked over unhurriedly.
When he opened his eyes again, a red train named the "Hogwarts Express" was parked at the platform.
It looked quite grand!
Before long, there was some movement beside him.
Xiao Deng looked back. Well, well!
It was that little boy who blushed like a chandelier.
"What a coincidence. Since we ran into each other, let's find a compartment together."
Harry looked delighted. This refined young noble seemed quite easy to get along with.
"Sure!"
The two of them hadn't arrived too late, so there were empty, unoccupied compartments.
They went straight inside and stowed their luggage.
Xiao Deng unhurriedly extended his hand.
"My name is Xiao Deng... of the Hehuan Sect."
Harry scratched the back of his head, seemingly never having heard of this surname, but he still reached out his hand.
"Harry Potter!"
Harry watched Xiao Deng nervously, but fortunately, Xiao Deng didn't react.
Xiao Deng could clearly feel Harry let out a long sigh of relief.
Xiao Deng's mind was full of questions, but he didn't press further.
A Child of Destiny surely had a psychological state different from ordinary people.
Harry relaxed quite a bit and took the initiative to ask.
"Have you never been in contact with magic before?"
Chapter 5: Meeting Hermione
Hearing Harry's question, Xiao Deng looked up.
"Yes, I lived in the mor... Muggle world before."
While the two were talking, the compartment door was pulled open.
The head of a little girl poked in.
"Hello, may I sit here?"
Harry shrank back slightly and didn't answer, instead looking at Xiao Deng.
Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow. Oh, she's small but very cute!
He then wore a gentle smile.
"Beautiful lady, of course you can!"
The little girl was dazed for a moment; the boy in front of her was simply too handsome!
With dark hair and a jade-like face, he was gentle and elegant.
His entire being exuded an indescribable air of nobility.
"Beautiful lady?"
Only then did the little girl snap out of it, her face flushing red. It was simply too impolite to stare at someone like that.
"Cough, great, there's finally a seat!"
The little girl dragged her large trunk, trying to lift it onto the luggage rack.
But she failed after trying twice.
At this moment, Xiao Deng slowly stood up and, without saying a word, picked up the trunk and placed it on the rack.
The little girl's eyes curved into crescents. "Thank you so much!"
She glanced at Harry and naturally sat down next to Xiao Deng.
Although that other boy wasn't bad, this one was still much better-looking by comparison.
"I'm Hermione Granger."
Xiao Deng smiled slightly and said, "I'm Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect, nice to meet you!"
Hermione then looked at the boy opposite her.
"And you?"
Only then did Harry speak up: "I'm Harry Potter."
The little girl immediately jumped up.
"Wait! You're Harry Potter?"
"The Harry Potter from Modern History of Magic?"
At this moment, a scene outside the window caught Xiao Deng's attention.
A pair of red-haired twins were being repeatedly lectured by a lady.
"Behave yourselves when you get there, and do well!"
"I don't want to receive another complaint letter saying you blew up a toilet!"
"Oh, dear Mother, we've never blown up a toilet!"
"Oh, dear Mother, what a wonderful idea!"
The lady was clearly trying her best to restrain herself.
"Oh, boys, that is not funny!"
Xiao Deng's lips twitched. Snapping back to reality, he noticed Harry's discomfort.
"Hermione Granger, did you grow up in the Muggle world before too?"
A simple question immediately drew the little girl's attention away.
Harry couldn't help but cast a grateful look at Xiao Deng.
"Yes, both of my parents are Muggles."
"Also, you can just call me Hermione."
Xiao Deng nodded gently.
"You can call me Xiao Deng, and call him Harry!"
Hermione smiled and looked at Harry.
"I've read about you in many books. You must know a lot of magic, right?"
"I've self-studied a lot of magic at home, terrified of falling behind the school's pace!"
Harry scratched the back of his head awkwardly.
"Actually, I only found out I was a Wizard recently."
Hermione looked at Harry in disbelief.
Before Hermione could speak, Xiao Deng spoke up unhurriedly.
"Harry grew up in the Muggle world before, no different from us."
Just as Hermione was about to say something else, the compartment door opened.
It was the twins from earlier and a red-haired boy.
The red-haired boy asked, a bit embarrassed, "Excuse me, is there still room here?"
Xiao Deng smiled slightly and replied, "Of course!"
The boy looked around the compartment, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down next to Harry.
The twins, however, were in no hurry to leave and wanted to squeeze in to chat.
Hermione frowned slightly and leaned a bit closer to Xiao Deng.
The twins squeezed in and sat down, one on each side.
"I'm Fred Weasley."
"I'm George Weasley."
"This is our younger brother, Ron."
Xiao Deng's lips twitched. They introduced themselves so formally, but when introducing their brother, where was his last name?
"Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect."
"Hermione Granger."
"Harry Potter."
"Hello, you—"
"Wait! You're Harry Potter?"
Harry's eyes flickered with a bit of panic. He glanced at Xiao Deng before nodding slightly.
Fred and George exchanged a look.
"Do you really have a scar like the books say?"
Harry hesitated for a moment, then lifted his bangs.
Except for Xiao Deng, a chorus of gasps erupted.
Being stared at by everyone made Harry feel extremely uncomfortable.
With Xiao Deng's experience as someone who had been through a lot, he could naturally see Harry's embarrassment.
Xiao Deng had already read Modern History of Magic, so he naturally knew the name Harry Potter.
"It looks like the train is about to start."
Checking the time, it indeed was about time, so the twins finally stood up to return to their own compartment.
These two brothers were too rambunctious; let alone Harry, even Ron let out a sigh of relief.
"You have no idea, Mum gets complaint letters about them every single year."
Harry scratched the back of his head.
"I've never had friends like that before. It sounds quite fun."
Xiao Deng's lips curled up. Although Harry was famous, habits formed over many years wouldn't change so easily.
His upbringing must not have been very good; pranks were probably a luxury to him.
While they were talking, a woman's voice drifted over.
"Oh, dear children, would you like some snacks?"
Harry's eyes immediately lit up.
A gentle voice spoke up unhurriedly before Harry could say anything.
"Of course!"
"Dear lady, we'll take four of every snack you have on the trolley."
The other three companions stared at Xiao Deng with wide eyes.
Ron tugged at Xiao Deng's sleeve.
"Xiao Deng, these snacks won't be cheap. Isn't this a bit too much?"
Xiao Deng smiled. "It's not. If we can't finish them, we can bring them to school."
When Professor McGonagall was around earlier, he had restrained himself a bit.
But after Professor McGonagall left, he had gone to exchange tens of thousands of Galleons.
He wasn't worried about the price at all!
Although Harry had some money too, seeing Xiao Dengspend so extravagantly still made his heart skip a beat.
It seemed his intuition was correct; Xiao Deng must be a low-profile noble heir.
"My treat. Eat as much as you want!"
Ron's eyes shone, completely forgetting about the sandwiches his mother had prepared.
Hermione, however, didn't rush to grab any.
"This is so embarrassing, spending your money like this."
Xiao Deng didn't say anything, but unwrapped a Chocolate Frog and brought it to Hermione's lips.
"Open up, ah~ take a bite."
Hermione's face instantly turned bright red, but since it was already at her lips...
Hermione still opened her mouth and took a gentle little bite.
"Is it good?"
Hermione nodded, taking the still-twitching chocolate somewhat self-consciously.
"It's fine. If you like it, eat more. There's plenty here."
Looking at the mountain of snacks, she could only silently accept Xiao Deng's kindness.
Once the ice was broken, Hermione was no longer restrained.
But just as she opened a packet of biscuits, a weeping little butterball of a boy walked in.
"Hermione, my Trevor is gone!"
Chapter 6: Silently Showing Off
The little chubby boy had just stopped crying and was now staring at the chocolate frog hopping on the table.
Xiao Deng's lips curled up slightly: "If you want to eat it, just have a taste."
A look of surprise and delight instantly appeared in the chubby boy's eyes, and his tearful expression vanished immediately.
"Thank you!"
"Hello, I'm Neville Longbottom."
"I am Xiao Deng of the Hehuan Sect."
"Ron Weasley."
"...Harry Potter."
Neville stuffed the chocolate into his mouth as he spoke.
"This chocolate is so good!"
He had only eaten half when a stern voice came from nearby.
"Neville, why are you eating?"
"Aren't you looking for your toad?"
Neville chewed the chocolate and said: "Oh right! My toad!"
He had been so distracted by food that he'd forgotten all about his toad.
Hermione rubbed her forehead and turned back.
"I'm really sorry for bothering you."
"I'll take him to find his toad first."
Xiao Deng raised an eyebrow; this little girl had a kind heart.
Just as Hermione stood up, Xiao Deng called out to her.
"What is the toad you're looking for called?"
"It's a toad!" Hermione emphasized!
"Alright, alright, a toad."
"It's called Trevor!"
Xiao Deng had black lines on his forehead; what kind of weird taste was that? Why not call it "Lucky"?
However, Xiao Deng didn't show it on the surface; he slowly took his wand out of his bag.
"Accio: Toad Trevor, come here!"
A flickering light emitted from the wand.
"Croak, croak?"
"Croak!!!"
A toad took off from somewhere and flew directly over the compartment door.
"Thump!"
The flying toad successfully landed directly on Neville's chubby face.
"Croak~"
Neville excitedly pulled the toad off his face.
"Trevor!"
But the little girl beside him stared at Xiao Deng with wide eyes.
"What was that?"
Xiao Deng flicked his index finger against the wand, sending it flying into the air.
After spinning rapidly in the air, the wand returned to Xiao Deng's hand.
Xiao Deng took the opportunity to extend his arm and point directly at Harry, who was sitting opposite him.
Even though no spell was cast, Harry felt a chill and instantly leaned back, raising both hands.
Only then did Xiao Deng smile gently and lower his wand.
"Didn't hurt you, did I?"
Harry shook his head immediately; based on his brief understanding of Xiao Deng, he shouldn't hurt him.
However, he had to admit, that wand-flicking move was really cool!
Xiao Deng turned to look at Hermione.
"This is called the Accio spell."
Xiao Deng wouldn't have just gone to exchange currency on his second trip to Diagon Alley.
Naturally, he also wanted to buy some practical things.
The contents of the books were just a matter of scanning them with his spiritual sense.
Moreover, these spells were just applications of spiritual energy.
As a genius in the world of cultivation, it wasn't difficult for him.
In order not to be too shocking, Xiao Deng even specifically carried a wand with him.
But it still shocked Hermione.
Looking at Xiao Deng, Hermione couldn't calm down for a long time.
If a random freshman could reach this level, was she falling behind?
What if she couldn't keep up with the progress after arriving at the school?
At this moment, Hermione's forehead was already slightly sweating.
Hermione just wanted to open her mouth to ask Xiao Dengif he could tutor her.
But seeing so many people in the compartment, she temporarily suppressed the thought.
Let's talk about it another day; there would always be opportunities once they reached school.
"I'll take Neville back to his seat first and come back in a while."
Harry put down the biscuit in his hand and looked at Xiao Deng seriously.
"Xiao Deng, you're simply a genius!"
Xiao Deng revealed a gentle smile.
"If you don't learn magic, seeing me is like a frog in a well gazing at the moon in the sky."
"If you learn magic, seeing me is like a mayfly seeing the vast blue sky."
Harry:...
Harry didn't know what to say for a moment, so he looked at Ron.
Ron hadn't noticed that Xiao Deng was showing off at all and kept talking to himself.
"My brother didn't learn the Accio spell until his fourth year."
"You've already learned it now; that's too amazing!"
"It's so lucky to be able to know you right at the start of school."
Xiao Deng's lips curled up.
"It is quite lucky. I've seen many geniuses, and they all call me a genius."
"But you shouldn't be discouraged; teachers will naturally teach you when you reach the higher grades."
"Even the dullest person shouldn't be unable to learn the Accio spell, right?"
Ron's expression froze, and he realized at this moment that he was showing off.
"It's fine, have some snacks."
Xiao Deng smoothed things over, and the atmosphere eased slightly.
But whether the snacks were still good or not, who knows.
Xiao Deng was also thinking about one thing: if Dumbledore were summoned with Accio, would he come?
Not long after, Hermione returned.
Hermione pushed the door open and entered, which broke the weird atmosphere.
"I heard there are different houses after we get there. Is there any you want to go to?"
Xiao Deng didn't care; he was only here to explore cultivation methods.
It didn't make much difference where he went.
"I don't care; anywhere is fine."
Harry and Ron looked at each other, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.
Xiao Deng continued: "Whichever house we go to, there will surely be instructions when the time comes."
"No need to be anxious right now."
"We are just freshmen!"
"What we should do now is eliminate these things."
The gazes of the few followed Xiao Deng's eyes to the snacks on the table.
Ron chuckled.
"Xiao Deng is right; the current task is to eliminate them!"
As he spoke, he grabbed a bag of biscuits, tore it open, and shoved them into his mouth.
Hermione looked helplessly at these three boys who were a bit thick-skinned.
Really... Hmm! This juice is really good!
"Little Hermione, open your mouth, ah!"
Hermione's face flushed slightly, and she glanced at the two people sitting opposite.
"I'm not a child; I can eat by myself. You don't need to feed me!"
Xiao Deng smiled slightly.
"Aren't we friends?"
Seeing Hermione's hesitant look, he didn't get angry and turned to Harry. "Fine if you don't want to eat!"
"Harry, open your mouth."
Harry obediently opened his mouth and ate the chocolate Xiao Deng handed over.
"Thank you!"
Hermione felt inexplicably unhappy when she saw this scene.
"Harry, you ate my chocolate!"
Harry looked innocent and cast a pleading look at Xiao Deng.
What kind of life had he lived before? He really didn't know how to deal with little girls!
Ron finally lifted his head from eating the small cake, looking completely bewildered.
"Didn't you say you wouldn't eat?"
Hermione's eyelids twitched, and she glanced at Ron.
How could this Ron ask such a stupid question?
Could his magical talent be even worse than Neville's?
Thinking of this, there was already a trace of suspicion in her eyes.
Xiao Deng glanced at the snacks on the table.
Although Harry was young, he instantly understood Xiao Deng's intention.
Harry had long since practiced the skill of reading people's expressions in the Muggle world.
Xiao Deng's meaning was already very clear.
"Hermione, don't be angry."
"I'll help you open another bag of chocolate for you."
Hermione crossed her small arms over her chest, looking like a little adult.
"Will you open it?"
The tone of her voice made Harry's outstretched hand freeze, and Xiao Deng took over the conversation.
"I'll do it; after all, I was the one who exchanged them."
A look of satisfaction appeared in Hermione's eyes.
Harry and Ron looked at each other.
This little girl is so serious; she's really hard to please!
Chapter 7: Little Hermione, Come Sleep
Hermione finally ate the chocolate Xiao Deng peeled for her, blushing.
"If you want to eat what I've peeled, you can just tell me. I'm very easy to talk to."
Hermione was biting into the chocolate, her expression froze, and then she turned even redder.
She rolled her eyes at Xiao Deng and pretended not to hear him.
Perhaps it was because Xiao Deng was easygoing and approachable, or perhaps because Hermione had met Xiao Deng first in this compartment.
Hermione would inadvertently act a little willful in front of Xiao Deng.
She was more polite toward the two sitting opposite them.
Before long, the group had stuffed themselves full.
All four of them were burping.
After eating, they all felt lazy.
Harry looked at the scenery outside the window.
"How much longer until we arrive?"
Ron also took a look out the window and replied.
"I heard my brothers say it takes several hours. We haven't even been on the train for an hour yet."
Xiao Deng raised his eyebrows; that was quite a while!
Hermione didn't join the conversation, instead looking at Harry.
"Xiao Deng, you're so skilled; you must have done a lot of homework over the holiday, right?"
Xiao Deng shook his head slightly.
"I didn't do much homework. I just happened to know Accio."
"After all, it is practical, isn't it?"
Ron yawned and said, "You guys chat. I want to sleep for a bit now that I'm full."
"Don't mind me."
Harry had been finding the inquiry difficult to handle, and upon hearing Ron say that, his eyes lit up.
He could take a nap too!
He had never experienced the luxury of sleeping immediately after a meal before.
Prompted by Ron, Harry felt a bit sleepy himself.
"That's perfect. Let's find a comfortable position and sleep together; I'm sleepy too."
"You two go ahead and chat!"
Watching the two of them sleeping with their heads leaning against each other, Hermione couldn't bring herself to ask any more questions.
Although they said not to mind them, talking now would surely disturb them somewhat.
"Clack-clack~ Clack-clack~"
As time passed, a full Hermione's eyelids began to droop.
As she dozed off, her body inadvertently began to tilt.
When she bumped into Xiao Deng's shoulder, the little girl was already fast asleep.
Xiao Deng, who had been looking out the window, turned his head to look at Hermione, the corner of his mouth curling up.
"Wingardium Leviosa: Levitate."
Hermione's body slowly floated up and eventually landed steadily on Xiao Deng's lap.
And Hermione shifted from sitting half-upright to lying in Xiao Deng's arms.
Hermione shifted her body, found a comfortable position, and stopped moving.
Xiao Deng smiled, slowly closed his eyes, and began to cultivate his internal energy.
The compartment returned to peace.
Not sure if it was because he was too full or something else, but Xiao Deng actually fell asleep sitting up as well.
"Little Junior Brother~"
Xiao Deng looked happily at the four Senior Sisters in front of him.
"It seems my choice was right. Going to Hogwarts has made my memories of you all clearer."
One of the women walked up to Xiao Deng with a bouncy gait.
"Little Junior Brother, you have found the path you want to take; you must trust your choice."
"The four of us are here to say goodbye to you this time."
Xiao Deng frowned and asked in confusion, "Isn't this a dream? Why say goodbye?"
The First Senior Sister shook her head.
"We don't know either; it's just an intuition from the beyond."
"We... must go now!"
The other three Senior Sisters also came over and patted Xiao Deng's head.
"Take care of yourself in the future."
Xiao Deng didn't know what was wrong with him; he didn't even know what was happening.
But tears streamed from his eyes, as if something was about to leave his world.
Fourth Senior Sister glanced at the other three Senior Sisters.
"How about... a farewell ritual before we leave?"
Third Senior Sister giggled.
"No wonder they say Old Four has the best way with words; she really knows how to talk!"
Fourth Senior Sister rolled her eyes at her.
"If you keep talking, you won't get a turn; Second Senior Sister has already put her leg up."
The First Senior Sister also turned back to look at Xiao Deng.
"Second Senior Sister, stop!"
In the blink of an eye, the four of them swarmed over...
Not long after... Xiao Deng suddenly opened his eyes, his expression looking rather grim.
Not only in his dream... but in reality, he had actually finished!
This is unscientific!
This had never happened before.
Also, was this a dream?
Why was there such an indescribable feeling?
Suddenly, the red train let out a long whistle.
Sounds of bustling activity came from outside.
"We will arrive at Hogwarts in ten minutes. Your luggage will be left on the train and delivered to the school automatically."
The broadcast volume was just right, clear enough for everyone to hear.
This also woke up the other three.
"Mmm-hmm~"
Xiao Deng was startled; the person in his arms was showing signs of waking up.
"Cleanse!"
In his desperation, Xiao Deng was forced to use a technique from the cultivation world.
The stickiness instantly became fresh and clean.
Hermione slowly opened her eyes. Was it an illusion?
Just now, she seemed to smell a faint, fishy-sweet scent she had never smelled before, but it suddenly vanished.
It must be that she was groggy from sleep!
Just then, the door to the compartment where Xiao Dengwas sitting was pulled open, and a boy entered.
He had an unruly look on his face and scanned the compartment arrogantly.
Behind him followed two little chubby boys who were not inferior to Neville in size.
"I heard..."
The boy with meticulously combed hair stopped after saying only a few words.
His expression involuntarily turned toward the boy sitting by the window.
Even though he was very proud, he had to admit that this boy's temperament was extremely outstanding.
Even... surpassing his own!
Whose young master was this? He had no impression of him at all.
He adjusted his appearance and extended his right hand.
"My name is Draco Malfoy."
Xiao Deng, unhurriedly, gently patted the little girl in his arms.
"Wake up, we're about to arrive at the station."
Only then did Hermione realize she was actually lying in Xiao Deng's arms.
And her hands were wrapped around Xiao Deng's waist!
Most importantly, why were there so many people in the compartment?
Hermione sat up with a start, her face flushed beyond belief.
Xiao Deng's spiritual sense keenly sensed that the person opposite him had no malice.
But this attitude...
Having spent so many years grinding in the cultivation world, he was long familiar with such ways.
It seemed this person was from a group similar to nobility.
He thought of the term Professor McGonagall used for ordinary people: Muggle.
If one were to insult someone, it would likely escalate to their background.
A young Wizard born to Wizards, versus a young Wizardborn to Muggles.
This would turn into a question of bloodline.
In the blink of an eye, Xiao Deng had figured out many things.
A way to respond also formed instantly.
"Hello, my name is Xiao Deng Hehuan Sect."
Hehuan Sect?
Such a strange surname; he didn't even need to recall, he certainly hadn't heard of it before.
"I don't seem to have heard of this family..."
"Is this your sister?"
If both siblings were Wizards, the probability of them being pure-blood was high.
"Her name is Hermione Granger."
Xiao Deng thought to himself, as expected, the concept of valuing family bloodline existed here.
"My parents are both ordinary people."
Ron's expression changed slightly, and Malfoy's expression gradually turned unpleasant.
If it weren't for Xiao Deng's overly noble temperament, he would have likely started cursing already.
"I have heard of the House of Malfoy."
"As excellent pure-blood Wizards, you generally possess a broad mind."
"For example, people like the Principal..."
"I think you should be magnanimous enough to make friends with us."
"Right?"
Chapter 8: De-escalating Malfoy
It must be said, Xiao Deng's flattery hit exactly where Malfoy wanted it to.
Even bringing up the Principal to compare with him filled him with immense satisfaction.
However, Malfoy was somewhat hesitant about making friends with a "Mudblood."
This did not align with the ideology his father had instilled in him.
The thought was fleeting, but his gaze landed on Hermione.
The one lying on Xiao Deng earlier was most likely the little Mudblood girl.
"Respected pure-blood Mr. Malfoy, may I ask what brings you here?"
Xiao Deng's manners were impeccable, his tone exuding an aristocratic air.
Malfoy's expression faltered; he felt genuinely awkward about making any harsh threats now.
"Ahem, I, um, am looking for Harry Potter."
Harry looked at Malfoy curiously.
"That's me, hello."
"Obviously, I see the scar on your forehead."
Malfoy pointed to the people behind him.
"This is Crabbe, and that one is Goyle."
Xiao Deng nodded slightly; it seemed the other party had come to identify people and make friends.
But with this attitude, if he hadn't been here today, could they really have played nicely?
Malfoy then looked at Ron and let out a cold snort.
"What were you laughing at just now?"
Xiao Deng felt a jolt; Ron had laughed when the other party was introducing himself.
He had thought Malfoy hadn't noticed!
"Mr. Malfoy, may I take a moment of your time? Would it be alright if you let him introduce himself?"
Xiao Deng's attitude was impeccable, and Malfoy wasn't the type to insist on finding fault with others.
His expression paused, and he nodded slightly.
"He is also a pure-blood Wizard, so I suppose he has some qualifications."
Although Harry didn't know what Xiao Deng was planning, he understood the signal Xiao Deng was giving.
He didn't seem like a bad kid; he wouldn't harm his friends.
However, Ron was reacting like a fool right now, so Harrycouldn't help but nudge him.
"Speak!"
Ron finally snapped out of it.
"I am from Weasley Family, my name is Ron Weasley."
Xiao Deng looked at Ron and raised an eyebrow slightly.
This kid seems a bit slow!
But there was no help for it; he turned back to look at Draco Malfoy.
"Mr. Malfoy, now you can laugh."
Malfoy froze, staring blankly at Xiao Deng, then burst into laughter.
This Mudblood in front of me...
No, this gentleman is very interesting!
He had easily defused the awkwardness of the situation; otherwise, a conflict would likely have broken out.
Never mind what others thought of him; he knew his own temper very well!
This way out was given quite pleasantly!
He had managed to see Harry Potter today; although the process had some twists and turns, at least he had recognized the face.
"Fine, Xiao Deng from the Hehuan Sect, right?"
"I think you can be friends with me."
"See you at school then!"
After glancing at Harry, he swaggered out.
After Malfoy left, Ron immediately closed the compartment door.
"Xiao Deng, why were you so polite to him?"
"You don't know, looking down on other Wizards and thinking highly of oneself is hereditary."
"His dad is exactly that kind of person!"
Hermione asked in surprise, "Is their whole family like that?"
"I was just wondering where his sense of superiority came from!"
"Xiao Deng, you shouldn't have been so polite to him just now!"
Having seen little of the world, she thought arrogance meant being a bad person.
But he wouldn't tell the others that he could use his divine sense to spy on people.
"Better to avoid trouble than to invite it."
"Do we really have to start a conflict and have a fight here for it to be over?"
"Don't forget, causing trouble before even entering the school is not a good thing."
Xiao Deng's words made the three little ones feel it made a lot of sense.
"But then again, when it comes to enjoying oneself, it has to be Hermione!"
"She even slept in Xiao Deng's arms; how comfortable."
Seeing Ron's cheeky look, Hermione had the urge to take out her wand and poke seven or eight holes in him.
But she didn't know any offensive magic yet.
However, it was a fact that she had slept in Xiao Deng's arms, which left Hermione at a loss for words for a moment.
Xiao Deng's gentle voice appeared in the compartment.
"Little mouth, shut it!"
"How many times a day does your habit of mocking others kick in?"
"Hermione is our friend, so a little teasing doesn't matter."
"Hermione is magnanimous, so she shouldn't take it to heart, right?"
As he spoke, he looked at Hermione, and Hermione shook her head gently.
She still looked a bit unhappy.
"But do you remember how you treated Malfoy just now?"
"Knowing his personality, you still laughed at him; isn't that just asking for trouble?"
Harry had understood from earlier, and he turned to look at Ron.
"I think Xiao Deng is right."
Ron finally realized it belatedly and nodded slightly.
"I'll try..."
Xiao Deng interrupted Ron.
"Don't just try; I said all this to tell Hermione not to forget to beat you up once she learns offensive magic."
Ron's eyes shifted from confusion to shock.
No, mate?
Harry had already snorted with laughter.
Ron immediately looked at Hermione pitifully.
"Hermione, you can't hit me after you learn magic!"
From their chat while eating snacks earlier, they knew that Hermione was a study fanatic.
While others were excited about being able to enter Hogwarts, she had already started previewing the material.
Ron was genuinely panicking!
Hermione's lips curled, but she suppressed it and said calmly:
"Depends on your behavior."
Ron was a bit confused:
"You gave such a long lecture just to remind her to beat me up?"
Xiao Deng smiled and put down the juice in his hand.
"It's not entirely to remind her."
"Mostly, educating others gives me the feeling of being an old father."
Ron:???
Then the sound of the three of them laughing erupted in the compartment.
Only one person had black lines all over his forehead.
Just at this moment, the train's announcement sounded.
"We have arrived at Hogwarts!"
Several people had already changed their clothes and walked out of the compartment.
"First-year students! First-year students!"
"Come over here!"
The gruff voice rang out across the platform, fitting perfectly with the person's massive figure.
Seeing Hagrid, Harry couldn't help but smile.
"That's Hagrid!"
Several people followed Harry to Hagrid's side.
"Oh, it's Harry!"
"Are these all your new friends?"
"That's great!"
"Take care of yourselves; I have things to attend to, so I can't look after you right now."
Then he looked around and asked, "Is everyone here?"
"If everyone is here, follow me!"
"Watch your step."
On both sides was a dark, dense forest.
They walked down a path that could hardly be called a road, heading downwards.
Not even moonlight could shine in here; only the lantern in Hagrid's hand provided illumination.
Although Xiao Deng had divine sense and wouldn't fall at all.
But the others didn't!
Some young Wizards were even leaving home for the first time.
In such darkness, many felt fear and were already walking huddled together.
He couldn't even walk normally, getting bumped into from time to time.
Xiao Deng sighed slightly in his heart.
The gap was just too big; when he was this age, he could already fight low-level demonic beasts.
Xiao Deng silently took out his wand, and a cry of surprise came from ahead.
"Who poked my anus?"
Chapter 9 The Opening Feast is About to Begin
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ron.
Xiao Deng's face darkened; he had only accidentally bumped into him.
"We're all crowded together, bumping into each other is inevitable, don't make such a fuss."
Hearing Xiao Deng say this, the others also felt it was understandable.
Xiao Deng slowly raised his wand.
"Lumos."
A ball of light immediately emitted from Xiao Deng's wand.
Seeing Xiao Deng, the others couldn't help but look delighted, and they all crowded toward him.
Hermione was the first to grab Xiao Deng's sleeve and walk side by side with him.
Behind them were Harry and Ron.
Even Malfoy nodded slightly from a distance.
"Not bad, you're qualified to be friends with me."
Others couldn't hear it, but with Xiao Deng's hearing, it was naturally crystal clear.
This made the corner of Xiao Deng's mouth twitch. What kind of thing are you to be talking about qualifications?
Do you know that the ratio between us is three-to-seven?
Three seconds and I'll have you calling me 'Father' seven times!
However, Xiao Deng wouldn't stoop to going over to him just to seek attention.
If he really didn't know what was good for him, he would just teach him how to be a person.
Ah, no! Teach him how to be a son!
To make the journey smoother, the first-years spontaneously followed behind Xiao Deng.
Hagrid led the first-years every year and was long used to complaints.
Suddenly, the noise behind him died down, making Hagrid's heart skip a beat.
He hoped nothing had happened to the young Wizards; that would be a terrible mistake on his part.
He turned around abruptly, only to see an orderly line.
The young Wizard at the very front, holding his wand, was full of nobility.
The elegance of walking as if on flat ground; what a truly likeable child.
"I remember he seems to be with Harry."
"Snape's floral underpants, it seems Harry has made an extraordinary friend."
"I remember many years ago, there was also a figure surrounded by everyone like the moon among stars."
Thinking of this, Hagrid didn't continue his train of thought.
Xiao Deng keenly sensed a damp mist.
There must be a body of water ahead.
Sure enough, before long, everyone arrived at the edge of the black lake.
"Four people to a boat, be careful."
The four of them were very close and soon got into a boat together.
Suddenly, Xiao Deng felt a gaze from behind locking onto their boat.
He turned his head and happened to meet the eyes of the late-arriving Malfoy.
He had come looking for Harry before; was he that obsessed with Harry?
But he still intended to smooth things over for Harry.
After all, he was the Child of Destiny in this world.
"Malfoy, you're late, we'll be heading off first."
"See you at school."
Although Malfoy thought Xiao Deng was a "Mudblood," his style of doing things was impeccable and very much to his liking.
In reality, it was just that he was able to provide Malfoywith a graceful exit.
He looked at the build of the two people behind him and frowned.
"Walk faster next time, we're almost late."
Hagrid counted the number of people, and it matched the number at the platform.
Hagrid also got into a boat, and the boat shook.
"Forward!"
As Hagrid shouted, the boats automatically glided across the lake surface.
"Heads down, watch out for the cliff ahead."
Xiao Deng naturally saw that rock wall.
Looking at Hagrid's height of several meters, he couldn't help but be speechless.
If the students had to duck, he would probably have to crawl to get through.
Not long after, a huge Castle vaguely appeared in the night.
Standing in the mountains, with an ancient design, it fully displayed a magical air.
Xiao Deng nodded slightly; a top-tier institution, it really looked the part.
It looked much more impressive than schools in the Muggle world.
Although Harry was famous, this was his first time seeing Hogwarts Castle.
His expression was stunned.
The boats beneath their feet docked at the harbor in an orderly fashion.
"Heads down!"
The corner of Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. You're doing it again!
Arriving at the main entrance, Hagrid raised his massive fist and knocked on the door three times.
The door opened.
A person wearing green robes, wearing glasses, stood solemnly at the door.
Xiao Deng recognized her, Professor McGonagall!
Hagrid walked up to Professor McGonagall.
"First-year students, no casualties, everyone has arrived."
Professor McGonagall nodded slightly.
"Thank you for your hard work, Hagrid."
She immediately turned her head to look at the new students.
"Everyone, welcome to Hogwarts!"
"Please follow me!"
Professor McGonagall said as she walked.
"The opening feast is about to begin."
"But before that, you need to determine which house you will enter."
"Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, Slytherin, these four houses."
Subsequently, she introduced the founders of the four houses and the traits they represented.
"It will begin in a few minutes."
Professor McGonagall swept her gaze over the new students, and her eyes softened when she saw Xiao Deng.
Being able to keep one's attire tidy after such a long journey, he was indeed a promising talent.
Professor McGonagall passed through a small door and her figure disappeared.
Ron's voice trembled:
"I heard from my brother before that the House Sorting requires fighting a monster, and you have to win!"
Xiao Deng had just heard the spiritual cores of the four houses, raised an eyebrow, and looked at Ron.
"Is it that those who defeat the monster go to Gryffindor?"
"Those who knock out the monster go to Ravenclaw?"
"Those who subdue the monster go to Slytherin?"
"Those who eat the monster go to Hufflepuff?"
Ron looked at Xiao Deng in surprise.
"You've heard of it too? And you know it more comprehensively."
Xiao Deng smiled and didn't speak.
Harry was a bit nervous; he was somewhat famous, but he didn't know a single spell!
Hermione's palms were sweating; she tugged on Xiao Deng's sleeve and asked in a low voice:
"Do you have any powerful and simple crash-course Spells? I'm afraid I won't be able to win."
Xiao Deng patted the little girl's head, but was immediately slapped away by Hermione.
"Don't worry."
Seeing that Xiao Deng didn't want to say more, Hermionedidn't pester him further, but kept repeating the Spells she had learned over the holidays.
Watching the nervous looks of the few people, the corner of Xiao Deng's mouth twitched involuntarily.
You believe this? Why don't you say Dumbledore is going to fight you?
Dumbledore might even show mercy.
The crowd lined up and followed into the Great Hall.
The ceiling seemed to have no top, with countless candles floating about.
After Xiao Deng entered, he saw the old man sitting at the teacher's table at a glance.
In his perception, he should be the strongest person there.
That must be Dumbledore.
Another old geezer!
Xiao Deng suddenly thought of that question on the train.
His gaze gradually turned to Professor McGonagall.
Beside her was a stool, and on the stool was a dirty and ragged hat.
The corner of Xiao Deng's mouth twitched. What kind of weird, broken hat is this?
Suddenly, it opened its mouth, interrupting Xiao Deng, who was lost in thought.
"You may think I'm not pretty, but you must not judge a book by its cover. If you can find a hat smarter than me, I'm willing to eat myself..."
Xiao Deng frowned. This hat really wasn't very pretty; it was ugly in a uniquely creative way.
But it sang terribly!
After it finished singing, thunderous applause erupted in the Great Hall.
While clapping, Xiao Deng looked at Ron teasingly.
Even Harry and Hermione cast looks of disdain.
Ron smiled sheepishly: "Xiao Deng also mentioned the monster just now!"
Hermione rolled her eyes at him directly; he was truly ridiculously stupid!
"Can you still not tell that he was mocking you?"