Volume 1 Chapter 2 Hogwarts and Hogwarts
"Ho, Hogwarts?"
After hearing what the young man in front of him said, Jon's face showed complete shock.
The parchment floating in front of him had the words "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" written in bold English at the top.
The entire notice was very long, but except for the title which was written in English, the main text below was all in a language that Jon had never seen before, and at the bottom of the notice there was a school badge.
That was not the emblem he remembered, which consisted of four animals: a lion, an eagle, a badger, and a snake surrounding an H.
Instead, it was a dark green snake coiled around H.
Of course, Jon had read the Harry Potter series of books and watched movies in his previous life. Just a week before he traveled through time, he had watched the first four movies again and had a fresh memory of the entire magical story.
However, he never expected that the world he came to was actually the magical world of Harry Potter!
The parchment that was now floating in front of him, and the quill that was close to his hand, as if it couldn't wait for him to hold it, were definitely not magic tricks.
At such a close distance, Jon could be sure that the parchment and quill were not controlled by any transparent threads or other tricks, but were just floating in front of him!
The attire of the young man in black robe, the era in which he lives, the name of Hogwarts and the magic he displayed, all confirmed to John that he had indeed come to the world of Harry Potter!
But at this moment, not only was he not excited or agitated at all, his heart was becoming increasingly calm, and the feeling that something was wrong was becoming more and more intense in his heart.
Why didn't this Hogwarts crest match the one he remembered?
Why is this way of recruiting new students so different from that in the original book?
Why is this admission letter written in a language other than English that is difficult to understand?
Who is this young man in black robe who is recruiting him? Which professor at Hogwarts is he?
He was destined not to ask the first two questions at this time. Just when Jon hesitated to ask the young man's name, the other party had already spoken before him.
"I asked about your life here, Mr. Green."
His voice was very gentle and he seemed to have enough patience to explain things about the magic school to Jon.
"More than a year ago, something happened to you that the Muggles around you couldn't understand. This was the manifestation of your magical talent. The people in the orphanage couldn't accept the existence of magic, so they rejected you."
"But it's different at Hogwarts. There you are all the same kind as me. You have the same background and abilities. You don't have to suffer the same exclusion as here. The professors at the school will also teach you magic specifically."
"When you enroll, you will be given a welcome dinner. There is a warm lounge and a variety of delicious food every day. The professors are kind and the classmates are friendly. Hogwarts Castle is the most suitable home for you."
The young man spoke slowly and calmly, but Jon always felt that he looked very anxious, so anxious that he even forgot to introduce himself.
"Sir, you..."
"Just sign your name on this notice, Mr. Green. Or do you have any doubts about what I said?" he asked with a smile.
That smile could easily gain a child's trust, but his eyes and smile did not match at all. The deep-seated coldness and boredom were keenly captured by Jon when they first looked into each other's eyes.
It was this contrast that made Jon feel extremely uncomfortable.
"No, I have no doubts, sir, it's just that you ..."
"Since you have no doubts, please sign the admission letter. We still have other things to do, such as preparing a wand for you and buying school uniforms."
He once again interrupted Jon's question with a smile and urged him to sign the notice.
The quill had been forced into Jon's hand. Jon raised the quill and was guided by the pen in his hand to place it on the parchment. However, he still wanted to know who the young man in front of him was who was recruiting him to school.
"Sir, you haven't..."
"signature!"
The young man seemed to have reached the limit of his patience and suddenly interrupted his question with a loud roar!
At the same time, a dazzling red light suddenly shot out from behind him, crossed a distance of more than ten meters in the blink of an eye, and hit the young man 's back!
Fortunately, a transparent light shield that seemed to be infected by red light lit up beside the young man, successfully offsetting the sneak attack spell, but at the same time the light shield itself began to shatter!
The gentle smile on the young man's face disappeared completely, and his expression became cold and hateful.
He pulled out a small wooden stick-like magic wand from the sleeve of his left hand, and without hesitation, launched a counterattack in the direction where the red light came from.
"Fainted!"
An identical red light shot out from the tip of the staff, but the spell did not hit its target, but instead hit the grass in front of the attacker, stirring up a large piece of dirt.
The attacker was a woman with beautiful long crimson hair and bright green eyes.
She was wearing a tattered gray robe and looked exhausted. After dodging the young man's counterattack, she rushed through the flying dust and headed towards Jon!
However, when she was less than three meters away from Jon, she suddenly stopped and pointed the wand in her hand at the young man in black robe, whose wand tip had glowed dark green at some point!
"Lily Potter! Do you really think I wouldn't dare use the Killing Curse on you!"
The young man looked at her coldly and shouted in a low voice.
Lily seemed to have given up the idea of taking Jon away by force. She raised her wand and confronted the young man, her voice as cold as ice.
"Of course you dare not disobey the order of the master you regard as your own father, but you dare to disobey this boy."
As she spoke, Lily stretched out the hand that was not holding the wand in Jon's direction.
"Come with me, Jon, and I'll take you to the real Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry."
"This is a wanted criminal that the Ministry of Magic is offering a reward for! Jon Green!"
The young man's hand holding the wand did not relax at all. The green light flashing on the tip of his wand was more like a deterrent, a deterrent to maintain the balance of the situation.
"If you follow her, you will be included in the Ministry of Magic's wanted list and become a terrorist. Sign, child. As long as you sign your name on the notice, you will become a student of Hogwarts, the only magic school recognized by the wizarding world, instead of that fake terrorist organization that pretends to be you. I will take you to the world that belongs to you. You don't have to be isolated here, nor will you live a displaced life with this woman and her gang."
He patiently advised Jon, and Lily, who was standing opposite him, had no intention of refutating his words. She just spoke to Jon calmly again.
"Take my hand."
"Sign, Green!"
The situation was strangely deadlocked here, and what even Jon himself didn't expect was that the only person who could break the deadlock was actually him, who was completely powerless!
In this short period of less than ten minutes, Jon, whose mind was bombarded with countless information, did not fall into confusion.
Or rather, after hearing the name of the witch who suddenly rushed up to him and also wanted to take him to Hogwarts, he became more sober.
Lily Potter.
Jon was extremely familiar with both the name and the surname, but if he really had traveled to the world of Harry Potter, the owner of this name should not have appeared at this time!
So he did not trust this woman named Lily at the first moment.
If it is the Lily in the original book, it is indeed credible, but who can prove that the person in front of him is the witch who should have died 10 years ago?
Therefore, Jon did not make a choice immediately. He looked at the young man in black robe, holding the feather pen in his hand, and took a deep breath. At this time, he was finally able to ask the question that had been interrupted again and again.
"What I've actually been wanting to say is, sir, you haven't introduced yourself to me yet?"
In such a situation, such a question is obviously inappropriate, because in the eyes of others, even if Jon knew the young man's identity, it would be meaningless to his next choice.
The young man suppressed his annoyance and anxiety, thinking it was just Jon's childish outburst, and his previous gentle and patient smile reappeared on his face.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Green. I forgot to introduce myself to you just now. I am the senior agent of the Ministry of Magic stationed at Hogwarts, and the professor of Charms at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry - Barty Crouch..."
The moment he heard the young man's name, Jon was stunned. The first image that came to his mind was a serious and old-fashioned director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation.
Barty Crouch...
etc!
Not that Barty Crouch!
It should be... Barty Crouch Jr.!
After Jon realized what was happening, he no longer hesitated. Now everyone knew what to choose!
He slapped away the admission letter that was still floating in front of his eyes, threw away the feather pen, and put his hand into Lily's hand without hesitation!
Lily was obviously a little surprised by John's reaction, but her movements were also extremely fast, waving the wand in her hand like flowing water.
"Apparition!"
The bodies of the two were instantly twisted into a whirlpool, and then they completely disappeared from the spot in the next second!
At this time, the young man, whose exact name should be Barty Crouch Jr., told John what he was going to induce him to do.
"...When we get to Hogwarts, I can take good care of you..."
Before little Barty could finish his words, Lily had already taken Jon away in front of him.
He stared blankly at the courtyard where he was the only one left performing a one-man show, and the disguise on his face could no longer be maintained.
That pale face became extremely hideous and ugly, and his rage made the veins on his forehead bulge constantly. Then he roared out the boy's name word by word.
"Jon! En! G! Lin! Damn! The lowly Mudblood!!"
