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The cargo bed of the tricycle is quite spacious, and can hold five suitcases and five people. Even though there is a child among them, there is still enough space between the bodies, so it is not crowded.
"You didn't get close to the passengers on the train, did you?" Ag, who was sitting on a leather bench and stepping on the footstool, turned around and asked.
"No." The five people answered in unison.
"That's good. Remember Headmaster Dumbledore's warning, or you'll be in trouble."
A few people nodded, not quite understanding.
They didn’t know that those travelers were just phantoms created by the “world”.
If they were brave enough to reach out their hands, they would pass straight through the other person's body.
In that case, no matter how unwilling Zhang Mu was, he had to kill the person to silence him.
There was no other way. The teachers of the academy and the important "NPCs" were dealt with by puppetry. Zhang Mu could handle it alone if he gritted his teeth.
Passengers on a train, residents of a small town...
Build a force of sufficient scale in the other world and establish factories to manufacture most of the spare parts, leaving the core to be made by yourself.
By then, it would indeed be possible to build a Hogwarts that was almost indistinguishable from reality in terms of interactivity.
Agger didn't say anything else. He pedaled the tricycle forward along the cobblestone road.
Looking around curiously, Toby discovered that the architectural style of the town was very different from that of the country in the last century.
But the confusion lasted only a moment.
After all, the movie was shot based on reality, which is different from the real Hogwarts, so it makes sense.
Ag, who was riding a bicycle, said nothing, and the dark townhouses and silent streets around them made them keep their mouths shut as well.
The tricycle drove out of the town after about half an hour and then stayed on a rugged mud road for another two hours.
"Look!" Lyon, who was drowsy but couldn't fall asleep because of the bumpy ride, pointed to the distance.
The others, who were half asleep and half awake, subconsciously opened their eyes and looked in the direction of his raised hand.
The sky was just beginning to turn white, and with the faint light, they saw what Leon was shocked about.
That is an island standing on the sea.
The wind carried the waves, hitting the cliffs that were ninety degrees perpendicular to the sea surface.
A castle-style academy stands on the island.
Amid the sea fog and the not-yet-fully-bright sky, they could only make out the outline of the academy and its pointed tower.
The academy was not shrouded in darkness at this time.
Lamp posts were lit everywhere, and they looked out and saw a stone staircase extending up the slope, with a huge stone door at the end.
Ag parked the tricycle on the beach, lit a kerosene lamp, waited for several people to jump out of the tricycle, took their suitcases, and led them to the small boat on the beach.
Walking quickly, Toby wanted to ask why they had to take a boat instead of building a bridge.
But looking at the broad figure who was always silent, he didn't dare to ask after all.
After getting on the small wooden boat, Ager placed the kerosene lamp on the deck, rowed the boat, and slowly approached the island.
"Hogwarts."
Looking at the school from afar, Wino murmured unconsciously.
The mere opportunity of admission would allow Prince Suleiman and I to work together as equals.
I absolutely, absolutely want to be its student!
Weino's right fist, which was placed between his thighs, made a creaking sound.
Toby noticed and tilted his head: "What's wrong with you?"
“No, nothing.
I am just a little excited just thinking about seeing the legendary Hogwarts and having the opportunity to enroll there."
Toby didn’t doubt anything after telling a half truth: “Yes.
Who could have imagined that a fantasy world in a novel actually exists.”
Looking at Toby who was holding Misha without showing any emotion, Wino said, "Mr. Toby, have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"
"kindness?"
"The interview letter also said that we wouldn't be staying at Hogwarts forever.
You can go back during the holiday at the end of the first semester. Didn't you expect what would happen?"
"I work for Her Majesty the Queen."
"You misunderstood me." Wino chuckled, put his mouth close to his ear, and said in a voice that no one else could hear, "I mean, you should try to live for yourself."
Toby, who was staring at the castle, slowly turned his head and stared at him for a while: "If I remember correctly, your superior is Prince Suleiman."
“Yes.”
Looking at Agger, who was sitting at the end of the bed rowing the boat, Toby said, "You think he can't hear it?"
"It is impossible for me to successfully conceal my purpose from the wizard and Mr. Dumbledore.
And I have no such intention, this is a matter between you and me.
You see, Mr. Agger didn't say anything, did he?
Toby glanced at Agger.
Although they were some distance away from him and their voices were very faint, Toby didn't think he didn't hear the conversation clearly.
So, it is true as Wino said that the school does not restrict students from planning their lives.
Live for yourself?
Having received rigorous training and been molded to be loyal to the royal family, Toby found it difficult to make a decision.
"We will become great magicians." Seeing that he was silent, Weino knew that he was moved. "As long as we don't violate the school rules,
Hogwarts will always be our alma mater.
My alma mater and Mr. Dumbledore, the headmaster, all hope that the students will have a bright future. "
"Why me?" Toby asked in silence.
"you……"
"Okay, that's enough chit-chat for now." Hagrid stood up and interrupted them loudly, rowing the boat and steering it towards the shore.
"Welcome to Hogwarts."
Chapter 173 Sorting Ceremony, hosted by Rowling
Agger is qualified as a leader.
He considerately used the oars to steady the boat against the shore, went ashore and tied the hemp rope connecting the hull, and took the suitcases handed to him by several people.
Worried that they would lose their balance and fall into the sea, he stretched out his strong arms to give them leverage.
Then he walked in front, leading the five people up the stone stairs all the way to the gate of Hogwarts School, explaining to them the things they needed to pay attention to along the way.
Leon was like a restless and naughty monkey, constantly turning his head left and right, looking at everything around him curiously.
Even though all he saw were ordinary brick walls, he still enjoyed it, as if some profound philosophy of life was hidden in these gray bricks that could be seen everywhere.
The others were pretty much the same.
Even Wino, who belongs to the "elite" of mankind, looked around with a curious expression.
Except Toby.
Perhaps influenced by the brief conversation before, he lowered his head and moved his legs instinctively, not knowing what he was thinking about.
"Little guys." Ag turned around holding the kerosene lamp and said, "I know you took two days of train rides and several hours of riding on a tricycle and a wooden boat.
Your body must be protesting now, but I'm sorry you can't go back to your room and rest for the time being."
Toby, who was awakened by the sound, stood on the stone steps with several other people, looking up at him slightly, without making any complaints.
Ag nodded with satisfaction: “The school has an area for guests to rest, but freshmen are not allowed to stay there.
So you must first determine which college you belong to."
"Oh!" Leon raised his hand. "I know. The Sorting Hat will decide, right?"
"Hahaha...thanks to Ms. Rowling's novel, I don't have to waste so much saliva." Ag's laughter was a little rough.
"Follow."
Follow him into the gate and then cross a wide square.
In the darkness not far ahead, there were two stone pillars more than one meter high standing side by side, with bright yellow bonfires jumping on top.
Between them is a tall wooden door.
"That's the auditorium. Not only the Sorting Ceremony, but also all the other important events are held there."
Leon couldn’t help but take a step forward, muttering to himself: “My deceased grandmother would never have thought that her grandson would come to the real Hogwarts one day.
Moreover, the exciting Sorting Ceremony is about to take place..."
"Alright." Ag clapped his hands, "It's about time, let's go, little ones."
He turned and took a step, and no one followed him in a long queue.
"Brother Leon." Misha grabbed the hem of Leon's shirt in front of her, "What's behind the door?"
"The magical world." Wino, who was standing behind her, smiled and continued, "It's just like the fairy tales you read.
All kinds of mysterious and powerful magic."
Misha turned her head as she walked. The night could not hide the agility in her eyes: "Can I learn magic, too?"
"of course."
Wino, who was looking at her, had no intention of looking down on this little girl.
After learning that Misha was the first person to pass the exam among the second batch of people who received the exam letter, Wino used his connections to find out her information clearly.