In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

  Chapter 11 11. The Shore of the Sea

  The cluster of silver sparks attracted the attention of everyone present.

  Neville and the others were all at a loss, Professor McGonagall showed surprise on his face, and only Dumbledore was stunned looking at the wand in Jon's hand.

This is a wand about 14 inches long. The body of the wand is straight and the surface is very smooth. It seems that its previous owner loved it very much. Although there are obvious signs of use, it can be seen that it has been well maintained good.

  The silver sparks spurted joyfully for three or four seconds before slowly stopping.

  Jon was a little overwhelmed by the situation at this time, and he couldn't figure out why the wand had such a big reaction in his hand.

   "It likes you very much."

   After the sparks stopped, Dumbledore also recovered from such nostalgic thoughts, and looked at Jon with emotional and complicated eyes.

"Chestnut wand body, phoenix tail feather wand core, an uncommon combination. Excluding the current one who is not worthy of the name, the three consecutive leaders of the Wizengamot, the Great Court of Wizards, have all used chestnut wands, but Their staff cores are made of unicorn hair, this combination is very righteous, but if it is replaced with phoenix tail feathers, it will become more varied."

  He seemed to be very familiar with the information about the wand in Jon's hand, but he only introduced the wand itself, and didn't mention anything about the people who had used it.

  Jon looked hesitantly at the wand in his hand, and his intuition told him that this wand must have a story.

   "Then who used this wand?"

  Dumbledore smiled and ruffled his hair.

   "I've told enough sad stories today, so let's call it a day, boy, whoever has used this wand, I'm sure you'll use it well, won't you?"

   "Is it mine now?"

"why not?"

  Jon let go of the doubts in his heart. Since Dumbledore didn't want to talk, he wouldn't continue to ask.

  In this magical world, apart from the elder wand, one of the Three Hallows of Death, there is no distinction between the strength of other wands, and it mainly depends on the person who uses magic.

   No matter how many stories this wand has, it still belonged to its previous owner. Now what it can bring to Jon is only the world that allows him to truly come into contact with magic.

  All the freshmen got their own wands. After that, Dumbledore didn't let them leave immediately, but finally entrusted them in front of all of them.

"The magic wands in your hands are engraved with the magic pattern of the turning spell. The professors at Hogwarts and the wizards in the Order of the Phoenix will try their best to ensure your safety, but if something happens to you one day, The body loses signs of life, and the turning spell will automatically send the wand back to me. This is just an insurance measure, and the wand is the scarcest resource for us. One day, I found that in the cabinet where the wands are stored, there will be an extra wand that you have already taken away."

  The five freshmen all walked out of the principal's office with a dull mood. Professor McGonagall, who was leading the way, felt that their interest was not high, so he said as he walked.

"I'll take you to your dormitories first. After getting settled there, Hagrid will probably find a suitable place. Although it's in a carriage now, the tradition of the Hogwarts New Year's Eve has not been lost. Today Everyone will celebrate your joining in the evening, so just relax."

   Just as Professor McGonagall's voice fell, the ground under their feet, which was originally slightly bumpy, trembled suddenly, and then completely calmed down again.

  Jon's heart rose instantly, because he had a clear understanding of the dangers of this world, so he was always vigilant now. Even though he hadn't learned a single spell, he still clenched the wand he just got in his hand.

  The other freshmen, Navi Ron and the others also had expressions of panic on their faces, but soon a generous voice rang out in the carriage, completely dispelling their tension.

   "Ladies and gentlemen, we are here, we can get out of the car and prepare for the welcome dinner."

   This was Hagrid's voice, and at the same time as his voice sounded, some rooms around the corridor suddenly became restless.

One door after another was opened, and students of all ages ran out cheeringly. Most of them saw Professor McGonagall and Jon standing on the corridor, and immediately stopped their joy. pace.

  A student asked cautiously.

   "Professor McGonagall, can we go out now?"

  Looking at their expectant faces, Professor McGonagall, who had already put on a straight face, involuntarily softened her face. She sighed and waved her hands.

  "Since Hagrid said it's ok, it means it's safe outside. Let's all go down and get ready."

   "Long live the professor!"

  The students cheered. They gathered in groups on the promenade and walked towards the foyer. Among them, Jon also saw a pair of twin brothers with red hair, winking at Ron.

  In just a few seconds, it was like a monkey returning to the mountain. The corridor where a group of people rushed out of the room was empty again.

   Only the freshmen who came here today are left, looking at Professor McGonagall helplessly.

  Professor McGonagall, of course, also knew the little things in their hearts. Seeing that they had no luggage to put down except the magic wand they just got, he couldn't help but said helplessly.

   "Then you all follow along, remember not to run around outside, follow the older child, and you must not leave the area 20 meters away from the carriage."

   "We promise to be obedient, Professor!"

   Ron was the first to run out, and everyone else followed him and walked out of the carriage.

  They have already felt enough heaviness and pressure today, and now seeing those energetic senior students, they couldn't help but smile on their faces.

  Professor McGonagall stood on the promenade, watching their young backs gradually fade away, and the old face that had always been serious showed a gentle smile involuntarily.

  Jon followed Navi Ron and the four of them passed the hall from the promenade and got out of the carriage.

  When Lily took him to the carriage, it was already dark outside, and the night sky was already full of stars.

  The place where they are now is no longer the Muggle town under the safe house hill, but a wide sandy beach.

  The gentle evening wind blew the waves, and the sound of waves echoed in their ears. The carriage bearing the name of Hogwarts was parked on the shore of the sea.

  (end of this chapter)