There is no shortage of rooms in the carriage.

The total number of students and professors in Hogwarts is less than 60, so the dormitory is not divided into four-person rooms or five-person rooms, but is a spacious two-person room.

It was not a coincidence that Jon and Neville were assigned to the same dormitory, but Professor McGonagall intentionally.

In addition to the only girl, Lavender, among the freshmen, Jon, there are four boys who happened to be brought back from outside, and the families of two members of the Order of the Phoenix who had an understanding of the magic world.

Whether it is to allow Jon and Justin to integrate into the wizard's identity faster, or to let them get out of the sadness and sadness of being separated from the familiar family and environment as soon as possible, it is undoubtedly the best choice to arrange them separately.

The student's dormitory is not big, but it is more than enough to live in two people. There are two four-poster beds, two desks and chairs, and a window that cannot be opened.

The bed was already cleaned up before they came in, and the daily neatly garments and several brand new robes were also neatly arranged.

Jon sat in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the carriage window.

After the dinner by the beach, they got on the carriage and began to continue their journey. Looking out through the window, they could only see the dark outside. Only occasionally did they seem to be vaguely passing by something, and the ground trembled slightly and whizzed by.

"I heard that the magic on this carriage was improved based on the magic on the Knight bus, where we could go almost anywhere in Europe, but it seems that Professor Dumbledore never let the carriage out of England."

Neville sat on the bed opposite Jon, blinking and telling the history of the carriage.

Jon retracted his eyes from the window, and looked at the boy with a round face opposite him.

"Have your family taught you magic before you came to Hogwarts?"

Neville nodded and said.

"Of course, even if we weren't in Hogwarts, our family was very dangerous. Longbotton's family and Ron's Weslai's family were wanted by the Ministry of Magic. So before coming to Hogwarts to go to school, my father taught me a few spells with his wand, but they were also some small spells for asking for help. I don't have a wand myself and I don't have many opportunities to practice. I'm too profound, but I won't."

Jon immediately became interested. Whether in peacetime or in danger, magic would bring him the greatest attraction.

"Can you demonstrate it to me?"

Neville did not refuse. He raised the wand in his hand. It seemed that he hadn't felt like holding the wand like this for a long time. He was looking for the feel of the touch, and then he gently waved it.

"Fluorescent flashes."

A faint light lit up at the tip of Neville's wand. The light was not dazzling, but it also illuminated the space in the dormitory.

Jon looked at the light that was lit, his eyes lit up, and he raised the chestnut wand in his hand.

"When chanting mantras, you have to pick and go horizontally, right?"

"Yes, this is a very simple spell. If you are proficient in using the wand, you can even omit the wand gesture and cast it when it is not in your hand, so that the wizard can find a wand that you can throw it around and forget where you are."

Looking at Jon's eagerness to try, Neville couldn't help but continue.

"I don't recommend that you try it yourself at this time. Although this spell is simple, it is easy for beginners to make mistakes when learning. It will cause irreversible damage to the wand itself."

Jon stopped immediately. He couldn't wait to try the magic of this world, but if there was a risk that he would hurt the wand in his hand, he could still suppress his curiosity.

After all, for him and this Hogwarts, the wand in his hand is more than just a wand.

"Anyway, we are in a magic school now, so there is no hurry to learn magic." Jon put the wand in his hand back into the pocket of his robe in front of his bed, "What lessons do we have tomorrow?"

After the dinner, Professor McGonagall sent it down, and Jon and Neville also received a copy.

"The first section in the morning was Professor Slughorn's history of magic, then Professor McGonagall's herbal lesson, and there was a curse lesson from Professor Flevy in the afternoon. Finally, in the evening, we were arranged to help the fifth-grade senior who was preparing supper."

While they were talking, they also changed into pajamas and lay on the soft bed. The two of them were not sleepy, but were lying on the bed and chatting about other things.

"Does he have a name for the black demon you mentioned?"

"Of course, he is not a demon who really crawled out of hell, but no one dared to say his name before. People in the magic world call him the 'mysterious man'."

"Aren't he the leader of the Ministry of Magic and the Hogwarts Castle? People won't call him this now, right?"

"You guessed it right. My father said that after the Black Demon integrated the power of the entire magic world, his personality seemed to have changed, not as cruel and crazy as before. He divided all the wizards with different statuses according to their bloodlines, but he did not completely eliminate or arrest the Muggle wizards who he had never wanted to kill before. People dared not call him "mysterious man" or "black Demon". Except for his most core subordinates who also called him master, everyone in the magic world called him "Great Mr."."

"Great sir...ha."

"why are you laughing?"

"If this is the name he came up with, it would be too boastful. If someone else deliberately spread the name of him, then the meaning of kneeling and licking is too straightforward."

"Actually, those people are also trying to survive."

"Yes, no one wants to die."

"But for some people, some things are more important than life and death."

......

When the first ray of sunshine shone in from the window in the early morning, Jon also opened his eyes from his sleep.

Neville washed up with him and left the dormitory and went to the restaurant in the carriage for breakfast.

The three meals a day are prepared by the students themselves, and breakfast is no exception. In addition to the course schedule, Professor McGonagall also arranges a cooking schedule. Students from different grades are responsible for the morning, middle school and dinner every day. If the number of people in this grade is relatively small, some students from lower grades will also be arranged to help them.

Ron Justin and the other two, as well as Ravend in the girls' dormitory, and they were on the dining table. After all, they were both freshmen in the same grade. They had the most opportunities to communicate and contact each other.

After the five of them finished their breakfast, they walked towards the magic history classroom together, preparing to start their first class after they arrived in Hogwarts.
Chapter completed!