Dynavale and Hogwarts

The four of them got off the train and came to Ye Qila's car. Dana breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there was nothing between the shafts.

Opening the car door, Dana smelled a faint smell of musty and straw, and the four of them got in. Close the door and the car starts to move forward.

Several people were speechless for a while.

Dana glanced at the vehicle next to him and heard Jiawen say: "Are you looking for the Thestral? But people who have not witnessed death cannot see it."

Dana asked: "How can you confirm that it is the Thestral and not another invisible creature?"

Jiawen took out his wand and stroked it: "The core of my wand is the Thestral's tail feathers, which prompted me."

"What does the Thestral look like?" Neville asked.

Dana was about to answer when he heard little Joseph reply: "Like a horse, skinny and bones, with a head like a fire dragon's head, eyes with only white eyes, no pupils, and a pair of huge bat wings."

Dana, Jarvan and Neville were all a little embarrassed. It was obvious that little Joseph had witnessed death.

"I'm sorry, I mean I didn't know you were," Neville stammered and said incoherently. You could tell from his expression that he regretted asking the question just now.

"It's okay, I just saw dead people." Little Joseph replied, and then turned to another topic: "Dana, should we go to that peculiar room you mentioned tonight or tomorrow night."

"After class tomorrow afternoon. If I go tonight, I can only take a quick look at it. I won't be able to fully appreciate its uniqueness."

"It's really appetizing." Jiawen was a little dissatisfied, but still agreed to go tomorrow.

"I promise, you will be surprised." Dana vowed.

After getting off the carriage, the four of them returned to the long table in their college and waited quietly for the sorting ceremony to begin.

Thinking about last year when I was walking on thin ice and wearing the Sorting Hat, I always feel that a long time has passed.

Last year I missed the Sorting Hat singing because of meditation. Today I can listen to it. After all, it took me a whole year to come up with the song.

Just as he was thinking about it, someone slapped his arm, it was Justin.

He pursed his lips at Zacharias and said, "Well, he's making a bet on whether you will be exempted from Transfiguration class this school year."

Dana became interested as soon as he heard this: "Is he betting that I will be exempted from repairs or not?"

Justin said: "Exemption from advanced studies. He said that the professors are partial to you. If this continues, I will probably be exempted from a few more courses."

Dana rolled his eyes and looked through the little notebook in his mind. Well, it was time to disgust him.

"You go make a bet with him. Just bet that I won't be exempted from cultivation, and you will make 50-50 cents."

"Really" Justin lowered his voice and looked around: "You really are not exempt from cultivation."

"Well, it's not exempt from repairs."

When Justin heard the affirmative answer, he immediately got up and went off.

Before leaving, Dana still said: "Don't bet too much, we are all classmates, it will be difficult to see each other in the future."

Dana was looked at with disdain by Justin, looking at his back with some resentment:

"Just wait, if you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer the consequences."

"Oh, that's good. I also know how to find two allies." Dana saw Justin avoiding the prefect's eyes and secretly pulling Ernie and Wolfe to the seats next to Zacharis. Let’s chat.

"Well, he's not impatient or impatient, he has the air of a general, like me." Dana felt happy for a moment.

Dana looked at Justin as if he were watching a play and finally made a bet with Zacharis, then secretly sat back down next to him.

"Okay, you can win twelve galleons, exactly three for each person."

Despite being broad-minded, young comrades are still relatively measured.

Justin knew that Dana had gone to China, so he asked Dana to tell him what he had seen. In order to avoid repeating it to her roommate over and over again, Dana made an appointment with Justin to talk in the dormitory that night.

After saying this, Dana found that he had missed the sorting ceremony again.

The people around me were already devouring chicken legs and drinking pumpkin juice from large bowls. Dana didn't show any signs of weakness and cut a large piece of roasted lamb leg into his plate and ate it.

As he was eating deliciously, Ernie's face suddenly appeared in front of his eyes: "Something is wrong. First Snape left, then Professor McGonagall, and then Principal Dumbledore also just left."

"Something big must have happened"

Dana said slowly: "Let me tell you a little gossip. On the next train, Neville saw a car in the sky."

"Ha, I got it." Ernie slapped the table with his fat hand so hard that the cups and plates on the table swayed and made a clanking sound.

Dana saw Ernie take out a copy of the Evening Prophet from his arms and said excitedly: "Flying cars follow the Hogwarts train. There must be students driving flying cars to Hogwarts." Of. Who

"Well, I know who's absent during dinner, Harry and Ron.

"That makes sense." After saying that, he hurried off to gossip elsewhere.

Dana was stunned. It turned out that Ernie was gossiping based on his strength. He couldn’t accept it.

Towards the end of the dinner, the news spread throughout the restaurant like it had wings.

"It's so cool." The students began to dream about one day being able to drive a car and fly to Hogwarts. No one worried about whether it was safe or whether it violated confidentiality laws.

By the time Dana crawled into bed, the roommates were already talking about the one hundred and eighth way to get to Hogwarts without taking the train.

Dana quickly fell asleep during this chat.

The next day, everything was tidied up. Dana, who had had breakfast early, came to the Whomping Willow, thinking that she could help Professor Sprout. She should come to heal the Whomping Willow this morning.

But right now, she hasn't come yet. Dana was waiting aside. Out of boredom, he used his mind to check the Whomping Willow out of habit. What came through Dana's spirit was the feeling of grievance from the Whomping Willow.

Dana had never felt such clear and strong emotions from a plant, and he couldn't help but be startled.

The Whomping Willow has become a spirit

Dana tried to get closer, but the Whomping Willow did not come over and still swayed its branches gently in the wind. Dana simply took another step forward until he reached the Whomping Willow, but the Whomping Willow did not come towards him.

Dana thought about the reasons. The most questionable one is that Tru's Ring is indeed of the natural type, so plants and animals feel that they are not threatening, but rather very friendly.

Thinking of the natural system, Dana cast a "sweet rain" spell on the Whomping Willow. A trace of mist wrapped around the branches of the Whomping Willow, and then turned into water droplets and fell down.

Afterwards, I felt the condition of the Whomping Willow and it improved significantly. It is also working hard to heal itself.

Anyway, I had nothing to do. Based on the biological information I obtained, I cast several spells on the Whomping Willow:

He used magic spells to loosen the soil from the somewhat hardened land, then used magic spells to kill the insects parasitic on the tree trunks, also used magic spells to remove the surrounding grass, and finally used magic spells to remove the old yellow leaves on the books.

After all the work was done, Dana felt a happy mood when he felt the status of the Whomping Willow again.

"Well done." Someone said next to him. Dana turned around and saw Professor Sprout looking at him lovingly.

Dana smiled sheepishly: "Professor, good morning. How can I help?"

Professor Sprout gave some of the bandages to Dana and taught Dana how to bandage the injured branches of the Whomping Willow.

At this time, Lockhart emerged from nowhere and appeared in front of the two of them.

"Good morning, Professor Lockhart." Danai greeted him proactively.

Lockhart smiled charmingly, his teeth so white that they glowed: "Good morning, handsome little guy, and Pomona. It's heartbreaking to see such a precious plant being harmed like this."

The acting skills of the True Expression Emperor are superb.

Soon, he returned to his standard smiling and handsome face: "Don't worry, Pomona, I will definitely help you heal it. Although I often face dangerous magical animals, I know a little about plants. Quite a few.

"If you've read my books, you know that I've seen a lot of plants in my travels with ghouls, hags, trolls, and werewolves. Pomona is a good bandage. Well, dear, you can try it. Try the method I mentioned, I dare say, the effect will be better.”

Dana peeked at Professor Sprout's face and saw the anger building up. It was also because his professionalism was being questioned unduly.

Before the situation worsened, Dana reminded Lockhart: "Professor, do you have class in the morning? I guess your students must be looking forward to hearing about your wonderful experiences."

Lockhart then left in a hurry.