Comprehensive HP on the Possibility of Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts

On the first day of September, the Potter family of three pushed a car full of luggage through the bustling crowd.Little Harry, who is almost a copy of James Potter, pulled his mother's hand excitedly and kept asking questions about Hogwarts.

"Mother, which house can I be sorted into? Can I go to Ravenclaw?"

Lily stroked her son's hair and said softly, "It doesn't matter which college you go to!"

"Of course my son is a Gryffindor, and it's the best house!" interjected James Potter.

"Don't listen to your father. Your godmother once said that existence is reasonable. Although each college has different ideas, it has accumulated the essence of thousands of years. The best college is the one that suits you best." Lily stopped rationally. Words from James Potter.

"Okay." Harry listened ignorantly, and said nonchalantly, "Will you write to me?"

"How about once a week? We can send one a day if you want!"

Standing between platforms nine and ten, Harry said quickly, "Once a week is fine. How do we get in?"

"Just rush over!" The three pushed the luggage cart forward together, and platform nine and three-quarters appeared in front of Harry. The smoke from the train blurred his vision.

Lily kissed Harry's eyes: "After you go to Hogwarts, you will find the charm there. Your..."

"My godmother Mirkoda said a lot. It's not necessary for my mother to remember everything so clearly. I've heard stories about her from you since I was a child." Harry pouted. I am very interested. According to my grandparents, Aunt Petunia, mother and godfather, my godmother is strong, brave, wise, omnipotent, and she is a super powerful person!

Harry has been imagining what it would be like to see this godmother turn around one day.Think about it, she came down to me like a god, and talked to me cordially under the envious eyes of countless people.Wow, that's so exciting!

Harry hurriedly hugged James Potter, kissed Lily on the cheek, and jumped into the carriage with his luggage.Perhaps at Hogwarts he'd be able to find other stories about the godmother?

On the train, Harry met Ron Weasley, who has five brothers and a sister, a huge family.After unpacking the Chocolate Frog, Ron sighed, "It's really rare!"

"What's so rare?" Harry said vaguely with his mouth full of pie.

"A picture of the Chocolate Frog, it's Dumbledore again. Oh! This is Morgana. I want a picture of Williams, if not Agrippa or Portolami." Ron continued to ask The remaining chocolate frogs reach out.

"Milkoda Williams's?" Harry asked.

"I have both her parents, and now I'm missing her. It is said that it is a limited edition, and you can only get it out if you are lucky." Ron muttered: "George and Fred said that if you want to learn Potions well, you can learn Potions at After the seventh grade, learn to brew Felicia, so that all the limited edition Williams pictures can be dismantled and sold."

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad!" A girl pushed open the door domineeringly, "Are you talking about brewing Felicia to get a Williams picture? Who is that? I I've never seen it in a book!"

"That's because you don't understand the charm of being a national idol!" Ron retorted, and Harry frowned again, he didn't like the girl's tone a bit.

"Sounds like a third-rate star. My name is Hermione Granger, what's your name?"

"Ron Weasley."

"Harry Potter."

"Do you two know which house you will be assigned to? I have asked everywhere. I hope to be assigned to Gryffindor. They all say that is the best. I heard that Dumbledore himself graduated from there. Yes, but I don't think Ravenclaw is too bad. Anyway, we'd better go to Neville's toad credit first. You two better change quickly, you know, we'll probably be there soon It's almost here." Hermione took Neville and left after a loud chatter.

Ron threw the cards into his pocket: "I'll go to Gryffindor, my parents, my whole family is from Gryffindor. If not then? Anyway, anywhere except Slytherin. "

"I want to go to Ravenclaw. My parents are also Gryffindors, but my godmother is a Ravenclaw." Harry thought for a moment.

"Then you might be a Gryffindor too." Ron gave his little friend a knowing blow.

In the end, Harry did get sorted into Gryffindor, so Harry decided to ignore his new companion for...for a day.

Harry hated Professor Snape in Potions, and the professor seemed to hate him too.Especially because of his eccentricity, he kept finding faults and deducting points from Gryffindor.

Harry wrote to his mother what happened to him at school, and her mother wrote that it was because of her father and godfather, and that Professor Snape would not be like this when the godmother came back.Harry began to pray with all his heart: Godmother, hurry back to England!Rescue little Harry who was trapped by his father and Sirius! (Mirkota: ...I'm in England now. Harry: Oh, then go back to the wizarding world!)

Thinking of the godmother that even Professor Snape was afraid of made Harry even more interested.He started wandering around the school, especially around the Ravenclaw common room, which Harry had been around for three days.

There was only one class this morning on Halloween, and Harry ran around Ravenclaw Tower after class again, and accidentally bumped into a girl. "Ugh! Sorry!"

"What are you doing here?" Hermione just happened to come out of the library with a stack of books in her arms, and the books were scattered on the floor.

Harry was a little embarrassed: "I'm looking for a story about my godmother."

"Your godmother? She's Ravenclaw?" Hermione raised an eyebrow.

Harry was frantically picking up books scattered on the floor, and a parchment in a book fell off.

"This is..." Harry picked up the parchment: "There are some strange patterns all over it."

"Let me see." Hermione took it over: "Which book did this fall from?"

"Hmm...it's "Elementary Theory of Alchemy." Harry looked at the title of the book in his hand, and asked puzzledly, "What do you think of this kind of book?"

"Some scientists in the Muggle world have pursued alchemy. If you are more interested, let's borrow it. There is a name on it, it is Mir... Ke... William..." Hermione carefully identified the letter in the lower right corner of the parchment. name.

"It's Milkoda Williams!" Harry exclaimed in surprise.

"It seems to mean that? That person who is said to be a national idol?"

"She's my godmother, a very, very powerful person!" Harry said with all his longing.

Hermione pointed out rationally: "But there is no information about her in the book at all. It is not in "Modern History of Magic", "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic", or "Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century"!"

"But at Hogwarts!"

"how to prove?"

Harry waved the parchment: "Here's the proof!"

"Ha! Then she should have a trophy or something, since she is a famous figure in the wizarding world." Hermione dragged Harry to the trophy room. "There is no her name here at all, she is not even the chairman of the student union or the prefect!"

"That's because she disdains these false names." An arrogant voice came from behind the two.

"Malfoy!" Harry looked back at him warily. "What do you want to do again!" This guy is really annoying, not only arrogant and rude, but also often provokes himself.

Draco raised his head and rubbed the wand in his hand: "Are you looking for information about Mirkoda Williams? I happen to know a lot. Want to know? Please!"

Harry turned back angrily, and Hermione also became interested in this man: "What do you know?"

"Why should I tell you this, this..." Drake faltered. "I won't tell you anyway. Come here at midnight, Harry Potter, if you want to know!"

"Are you really planning to go?" Ron asked Harry worriedly during lunch, "That Malfoy is not a good guy, I'll go with you, if it's a duel, you need an assistant."

Harry pulled Ron's head down and whispered, "Don't let Hermione hear, she'll definitely stop us."

"Block what?" Hermione stood behind the two and looked at them arrogantly with arms folded.

Ron didn't like that Hermione was always in charge of them, so he didn't feel very angry when he said, "It's none of your business!"

"Well, it's none of my business, but I can't just sit and watch you deduct points from the house. You already got one for the midnight duel last week!" Hermione warned them, "And you can't Make sure Malfoy must know about your godmother."

"You know how much Harry wants to know his godmother." Ron was not to be outdone: "If you have time to take care of us, you might as well think about why everyone can't stand you."

Hermione stared at them with wide eyes and bit her lip for a while, then ran away covering her face, and disappeared all afternoon until dinner time.

On the way to the restaurant, I overheard Patil telling her friend Lavender that Hermione was crying in the women's room and refused to let anyone comfort her.Ron looked even more uncomfortable when he heard this.

"Aren't we going too far?" Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Ron bit the bullet and said, "I'm telling the truth. She really doesn't have any friends. Maybe she'll come to the restaurant to eat when she's hungry. Let's think about midnight."

Curfew was approaching, and Harry and Ron felt uneasy when they heard from the girl that Hermione still hadn't come back, and they decided to find Hermione before going to Malfoy's appointment.They crept quietly out of the common room, slipped down the empty side corridor, and hurried to the women's room.There were footsteps behind him, and Harry pulled Ron to hide behind the stone statue, it was Snape!Tonight was his night watch. Harry and Ron covered their mouths and did not dare to breathe. They followed Snape's walking footsteps and walked quietly along the corridor, trying not to make a sound.Waiting for Snape to turn a corner and walk away, the two quickly turned into the adjacent girls' bathroom.

"Hermione, are you there?" Harry asked quietly. "Me and Ron came to see you."

"Go away!" Hermione whimpered.

Harry tugged at Ron's sleeve: "Say something quickly, too."

Ron struggled for a moment, then said stumblingly, "That...Hermione, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that about you!"

"It doesn't matter! Anyway, I have no friends, and I'm so weird, no one likes me!" cried Hermione!

"Hush!" Harry quickly covered Hermione's mouth: "Hush your voice, don't draw Snape over, he's on watch tonight!"

"Meow~"

"Oops!" Ron was horrified to find Mrs. Norris scratching the door. "It's Filch's cat, it's going to lure Filch here, we have to get out!"

Harry tried to pull Hermione up, but it was a pity that after squatting and crying all afternoon, Hermione's legs were numb and she couldn't stand up at all. "Ron, help me quickly." The two of them carried Hermione out of the bathroom and started running to the trophy room.

"We, hiccup! Why, hiccup! Not going back to the lounge?" Hermione hiccupped, sobbing.

"We are brave Gryffindors. If Malfoy really went to the trophy room and we didn't go, he would laugh at us. Besides, if we were caught, we would have to pull back "The people of Slytherin, don't cheat for nothing!Ron and Harry ran faster, with Mrs. Norris following closely behind them.

Throwing open the showroom door, Harry made Hermione sit on the floor against the shelf, and Ron quickly closed the door.

"Potter, I didn't expect you to bring so many followers." Draco sat on the window sill, still holding a dozen parchments in his hand.

Harry bent down panting, with his hands on his knees: "I didn't expect you to come."

"Of course." Malfoy still had an annoying expression on his face, but he still muttered in a low voice: "If you don't keep your promise about Miss Williams, Mom will never send me candy again if she finds out of."

Ron urged while blocking the door: "Harry stop talking nonsense, tell him to hurry up, we have to go back to the lounge quickly. That damned cat seems to be looking for Filch."

"Dear Mrs. Norris, what did you find? Could it be that someone got out of bed and ran out for a walk?" Filch's strange smile came from outside the door, and he came so fast.

"You group of reckless fools actually attracted him!" Malfoy gritted his teeth angrily and whispered. "What should we do? Are we stuck here waiting to die?"

"Oh, is this here? Dear Mrs. Norris. Let me see which little bastard it is?" Filch seemed to be standing outside the door.

"What to do? What to do? What to do?..." The little guys jumped anxiously.

Hermione, who had been sitting sprawled on the ground, suddenly found the handle of a trapdoor on the ground. She pointed to the handle: "There! In that corner! There is a trapdoor. We can go and see!"

Harry and Ron quickly ran over and pulled the doorknob, and Draco jumped down first.

"Bastard Malfoy, where's your gentlemanly spirit!" Ron cursed in a low voice, picked up Hermione with Harry and threw her down, and then jumped down.Carefully pulling through the door, Harry jumped in too.

The author has something to say:

Specifically, Harry was looking for the traces of Milkoda with his friends at Hogwarts, and suddenly he had the feeling that Xiaojie in "Hunter x Hunter" was looking for his father.