Chapter 14: The Great Sir

Chapter 14: The Great Sir

There is no shortage of rooms on the wagon.

There are just under sixty students and professors combined at Hogwarts, so the dormitories are divided into spacious double rooms instead of quadruple or quintuple rooms.

There was no coincidence that Jon and Neville had been assigned to the same dormitory, as Professor McGonagall had done so on purpose.

Of the new students, apart from the only girl, Lavender, counting Jon, there are four boys in total, of which there are exactly two brought back from the outside, and the other two are family members of the Order of the Phoenix members, so they already have basic knowledge about the wizarding world.

Whether to allow Jon and Justine to settle into their wizard identity more quickly, or to make them get over the sadness and grief of being separated from their familiar family and surroundings as quickly as possible, separating the two of them into different accommodations would certainly be the best option.

The student dormitory is not that big, but there is more than enough space for two people, and it is furnished with two four-poster beds, two desks and chairs, and a window that cannot be opened.

The beds had already been tidied up before they came in, and the daily necessities and a few brand-new robes were neatly placed on them.

Jon sat by the window and his eyes glanced right out of the wagon window.

After the dinner on the beach, they boarded the wagon and continued their journey. All one could see when looking out through the window was the darkness outside, with an occasional glimpse of what vaguely looked like something passing by, the ground slightly trembling with a shudder as they passed.

"I've heard this wagon is improved based on the enchantments on the Knight's Bus, we can go almost anywhere in Europe on it, but it seems Professor Dumbledore has never let this wagon travel out of England."

Neville sat on the bed just across from Jon, and he blinked as he recounted the history of the wagon.

Jon retracted his gaze from the window as he looked over at the round-faced boy opposite him.

"Did your family teach you magic before you came to Hogwarts?"

Neville said with a nod.

"Of course, we are living a dangerous life together as a family even if it wasn't at Hogwarts, both the Longbottoms and the Weasleys where Ron is from are wanted by the Ministry of Magic, so my dad taught me a few spells specifically with his wand before coming to school at Hogwarts, but they were minor spells used for help, I don't have a wand myself and I don't get to practice much, I don't know any spells that are too advanced." Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

Jon's interest rose at once; magic held the greatest appeal to him, whether in times of peace or now when it is full of danger.

"Isn't he now the First Lord of the Ministry of Magic and that Hogwarts castle? People wouldn't still call him like that would they?"

"You guessed right, from what my father said, after the Dark Lord consolidated his hold on authority throughout the wizarding world, he seems to have had a personality change and isn't as cruel and crazy as he used to be. He has given all wizards a different hierarchy of status according to their bloodlines, without completely removing or imprisoning the muggle wizards he used to hate and wanted to kill. No one dared to call him something like 'You-know-who' or 'The Dark Lord' in the outside world and apart from his inner circle, who still calls him 'Lord', the rest of the wizarding community address him as 'The Great Sir!'"

"Great sir haha."

"What are you laughing at?"

"If he came up with this title on his own, it's too boastful, and if the others deliberately spread the word to call him that, then that's pretty much a straightforward prostration."

"Actually, come to think of it, those people are also trying to stay alive."

"Yeah, nobody wants to die."

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

When the first rays of the morning sun shone through the window, Jon opened his eyes from his sleep.

Neville joined him and washed up before leaving the dormitory and heading to the dining room on the wagon for breakfast.

All three meals of the day here were prepared by the students themselves, and breakfast is no exception. In addition to the class schedule, Professor McGonagall had also arranged a cooking schedule, with a different year in charge of breakfast, lunch and dinner each day, and if the number of students in the year is relatively few, then some of the younger students would also be assigned to give them a hand.

Both Ron and Justin, as well as Lavender who stayed in the girls' dormitory side, joined them at the table; after all, they are all freshmen in the same year, attending classes together and with the highest chance of interacting and getting in touch with each other.

Once the five had finished their breakfast, they walked together towards the History of Magic classroom, ready to begin their first class since arriving at Hogwarts.

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