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8, nasty girl

Such a simple and quick reward caught Huofa off guard. He wanted to practice one or two immediately according to the great god's meditation, but it couldn't. The train made a whistling sound, and it was about to set off.

When they got into the train carriage, countless wizards and children waved goodbye to their parents at the window. Some even shed tears, while older wizards and children kept playing and fighting in the carriage, having a lot of fun.

Hoffa had no parents and no friends to say hello to him.

According to the convention of other time travelers, Hoffa should go to find the Iron Triangle at this time and seize the time to hug the savior's thigh, but this era has also cut off his idea of ​​finding the Iron Triangle...

In fact, if we are honest, Hoffa doesn't care about the iron triangle at all, Harry Ron, all he wants to find is Hermione.

It was pitiful. Whenever he thought of coming to the HP world, he could not see Hermione. When he could see Hermione, he was probably old enough to lose his teeth. Hoffa wanted to lie on the railroad tracks like a salted fish, allowing the Hogwarts train toss him to death.

"I have not been born, I am old, I wish I could not have been born at the same time, I will be happy with you every day..."

He was muttering Chinese, with the resentment of not seeing the goddess. Huofa, who was desperate, now just wants to find a place to not be disturbed and try his new meditation method.

Although the train was big, there were many people. Huofa searched for a long time before he found an empty room at the close of the car.

By this time, the train had already started.

A thick smoke erupted from the head of the steaming car, making a whistle sound, and began to move forward with a slam.

Putting down his luggage, Hoffa sat down comfortably and wiped the rain from his face.

He sat cross-legged in his seat and looked out the window.

The train quickly drove out of London and entered the fields of cattle and sheep. There were occasionally some bare gray boulders on the road.

Soon after, the train drove into the turquoise Scottish Highlands again.

The endless highlands are not as endless forests as Nordic, nor are they deserted deserts, but are covered by soothing low green grass and moss. The low, sparse vegetation grows desolately. The exposed rocks and clear air remind you that this is the plateau on the island.

Milarepa's meditation tells Hoffa that he should not feel nature, simplicity and harmony at all times.

So he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and began to slowly breathe according to a certain line.

The great god's knowledge was indeed extraordinary. As soon as he started to meditate, he felt his mind clear and clear, his thinking gradually became sensitive, and many physical desires began to slowly leave him.

However, Hoffagang meditated for less than three cycles.

Pick.

The sliding door of the carriage was pushed open.

Hoffa, who was interrupted from meditation, opened her eyes and looked at her with some displeasure.

Enemies have a narrow road.

A little girl with a silver-haired girl with a bag stood at the door and looked at Hoffa coldly.

She wore a top hat and a white owl crouched on her shoulders.

It was the arrogant girl who was knocked down by him before and played with him.

The girl was not ready to say hello to Hoffa, nor did she mean to talk to him. She sat opposite Hoffa, threw her bag aside, took off her hat, crossed her legs and looked at him coldly.

The owl on her shoulder was like its owner, staring at Hoffa with big eyes, wishing she could eat him.

Hoffa didn't expect that the girl had actually come over and looked like she was asking for advice. He wanted to scold the other party for being crazy.

But no, because you have to be humble when you first arrive in a new place, which is a traditional virtue of China.

Huofa nodded to her calmly.

"Hello."

The girl showed a sarcastic smile: "The hypocritical guy scolded me in his heart, but on the surface he wanted to pretend to be harmonious. When will Hogwarts start to stop looking at the essence of students' admissions?"

"you!….."

Huofa's tone stopped. He didn't expect the other party to have such a sharp vision, and he didn't expect the other party to be so vicious at such a young age.

He was originally going to retort the girl, but when he spoke, he laughed at himself for being too naive and competing with a little girl. Has his mind become younger after his young age?

So Hoffa shut up.

Yes, he not only closed his mouth, but also his eyes, continuing to run his own meditations of Milarepa Walker.

When the girl saw that the other party had closed her eyes and ignored her, she rushed up from her lower abdomen with annoyance. She narrowed her eyes and asked dangerously: "What's your name?"

In meditation, Huofa snorted with his nose, indicating that he didn't want to answer.

The girl sneered: "Do you think I don't know if you don't say it? I will immediately infer your identity."

Hoffa felt that the other party was too crazy. So he sneered and said, "Please."

Girl: "Wearing the earrings of the German Black Golan Fairy, I came to Hogwarts to go to school. The British Ministry of Magic does not recruit students outside the British Isles, so you must be the descendant of an immigrant family. But if calculated based on time, after 1918, the Ministry of Magic has introduced a policy to prohibit immigrant wizards, so your family must have come from before 1918..."

(A minute later.)

“…In history, there are five pure-blooded immigrant families in the British Isles: Rioster, Briat, Malfoy, and Drasseth; there is also one mixed-race immigrant family: Baird, Kupa, Byron, Davis, Ian, Goshaq….”

(A minute later.)

"......Most immigrant families have disappeared in history. The existing families need to be reduced to half. You are either a first-year or second-year student. Among these still-existing immigrant families, there are 11-year-old boys who have to be reduced to one-third. They are Drasseth, Byron, Baird, and Goshaq."

But there is only one family from Black Golan Island, the Goshak family. There is only one freshman from the Goshak family enrolled this year - Miller Goshak.

The girl talked endlessly in her seat and stopped talking for three minutes.

She looked at Hoffa proudly with her arms in her arms, and so did the owl on her shoulders.

Hoffa sighed lightly and opened his eyes with some sympathy: "You know so much, why don't you even know how to enter King's Cross Station."

The girl raised her head and said in a very arrogant way:

"Because life is too boring without challenges. After getting the notice, I cut off any channels for obtaining information. I want to find where the station is by myself! Humph, even without your help, I will come in, Miller."

Hoffa spread his hands and smiled slightly, "Yes."

Then, he continued to close his eyes and rest.

Hoffa has confirmed the other person's personality. He is so arrogant and self-centered that he doesn't like such girls. He doesn't like them even if the other person is beautiful. I have to say that he even hates them a little.

After talking nonstop, the girl was not as angry as she first came in. She asked curiously: "Hey, Miller, which academy do you want to go to?"

Hoffa didn't want to pay attention to this girl, and he wasn't a shit Miller at all.

But the question she asked was actually Hoffa had been thinking about it for a long time these days, but the answer was that he himself didn't know which academy he would go to.

For Hoffa, the best result is to enter Gryffindor. After all, that academy has the protagonist's luck, and Dumbledore is Gryffindor.

But because of the absence of Hermione, Hoffa didn't care whether to enter Gryffindor. After all, he already knew Gryffindor very well in his previous life, so he went to other academies to explore.

To be honest, Hoffa thought all four colleges were good, and he didn't even mind going to Slytherin by himself. He heard that their common room was under the Black Lake, and it was a great impression to think about it.

Out of courtesy, Hoffa answered the girl lightly: "Gryffindor."

"Gryffindor? Hum."

The girl shook her head left and right like she heard something funny. The owl on her shoulder also shook her head humanely.

"Those group of fools who are arrogant and arrogant, who think they are sons of destiny, but are actually empty-headed and can only wave like a reckless man with magic wands. It's so sad that you didn't expect you to like this kind of academy."

Hoffa was completely speechless, and was it really good to say that the protagonist's academy was so unbearable? You also talk about others in such a tone of comments, and you would be embarrassed to say that others are arrogant and arrogant. The girl on the opposite side is probably a complete Slytherin.

Hoffa: "Where is Slytherin?"

He thought the other party beat Gryffindor and would probably blow Slytherin. Unexpectedly, she shook her hair and sneered.

Girl: "The idiots who wish to put their genealogy on the shrine are just ambition but not humble, and do whatever they want to do for their purpose and use any means. Such people will never escape the fate of being despised even if they succeed. They are truly ignorant."

Hoffa widened her eyes: "Where is...Highpatch?"

The girl smiled and was about to speak when there was a loud noise outside the door, and there was a crackling sound.

A gentle woman wearing an apron pushed open the door of the car.

"Hey, do you want to buy something? I have a lot of delicious food here."

Hoffa was shocked and jumped up. He immediately threw the arrogant girl next to him away and took the snacks on the train. When he came to HP's world, how could he not eat snacks on the train?

The woman's small cart was filled with a lot of delicious food that seemed to be very delicious.

Chocolate frog, pumpkin pie, cauldron cake, licorice wand. Hoffa was not short of money for the time being, so he bought a little bit of it, just like Harry, without falling to the ground. He returned to his seat with satisfaction.

The gentle flight attendant was about to leave.

The silver-haired girl suddenly called her.

"Wait a minute, are you Hufflepuff graduates?"

The flight attendant turned his head in surprise and smiled in surprise: "Oh, how did you see it?"

The girl shrugged, "It's okay. I'll ask, you can go with your business."

The flight attendant smiled and said, "Okay, please call me if you need it."

After the female flight attendant left, Hoffa also became interested. He handed the girl a chocolate frog and said curiously: "How did you see it."

A trace of sarcastic sarcasm appeared on the girl's beautiful face.

"Because only students who graduated from Hufflepuff will do such inferior work." (To be continued)
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