Hogwarts: Harry Returns from Azeroth

Chapter 15. [Seeking follow-up reading] Blood sacrifice for glory, head sacrifice for Harry

Harry must not let senior students use magic, otherwise he would have to use magic to defend himself. He did not know much about the magic in this world, but if he used the magic from Azeroth... the destructive power would be too strong, even if it was defensive magic.

The scene of Uncle Vernon's house being destroyed by an earth shield was still vivid in his mind, but now he was on a speeding train.

After all, in the crisis-ridden Azeroth, spells are mostly used in war.

So for the senior Slytherins, Harry thought it would be better to take out the warhammer. As long as it was not enchanted with flamethrower and windfury weapon, it would still be within the safe range.

Well, it was indeed within the safe range - Harry could see that the senior Slytherin boy's arm holding the wand was bent at a strange angle, and his whole body was bent over with a distorted face, obviously in pain.

It is also safe to exit this battle early.

"Flint!!"

The girl screamed, and the intensity of the battle not only did not diminish because of the boy's screams and the girl's screams, but it even became more intense.

I have to say that although Hagrid had described the Slytherins as very bad before, calling them selfish, scheming, and despicable, at this moment Harry felt that these Slytherins were still very good. At least they could unite to face him.

So, shield throwing!!
This time it wasn't just a broken arm. Harry took down his shield from behind and threw it at the head of the senior girl who screamed and raised her wand at him. He didn't know what kind of magic these Slytherins could use, and it would be troublesome if it was dark magic.

With a clang, the girl fell down.

"Hit him! Hit him! He's just one person! A first grader!!"

Some people were shouting, some were crying, and the scene was already chaotic. However, when people in the adjacent box heard the noise and came over to check, the chaos reached a new level.

Although Harry asked Ron and the other two to hide at the moment before the battle, in fact, none of the three of them - including Hermione - chose to hide.

Needless to say, Ron and Neville immediately started fighting with Malfoy and his two followers, and Hermione... Hermione did try to stop them at first, but after being punched by a first-year Slytherin girl who was as fierce as a poodle, she also joined the fight.

What kind of magic can a young wizard who hasn't even started school use? It's just physical combat.

When people in the adjacent box arrived at the scene, they saw a group of people fighting with each other, and there was no place for people to stand.

"Oh my god! Ron?!!"

Fred and George opened their eyes wide in astonishment. They had never thought that their brother, who was always so clumsy, would actually fight with others on the first day of school, even on the Hogwarts train. It was unbelievable! !

Then what followed was excitement and pride.

The youngest brother started fighting with Slytherin on the first day of school. What kind of spirit is this?!

This is Gryffindor spirit in its purest form!!

"I'll help you!!"

"If you're friends, come along! A car full of Gryffindors will be grateful to you!!"

With a loud shout, Fred and George led the rest of the senior Gryffindors to join the battlefield.

Because the Slytherins in the other carriages also joined the battlefield.

"For Gryffindor!!"

This was the echo that followed Harry's battle cry.

"For Slytherin!!"

This is a cry of not giving up.

"For Harry Potter!!!"

Well, this is the battle cry of a madman.

It is difficult to describe the current situation in this carriage with simple words. From the interior of the expanded compartment to the corridor of the train outside the compartment, people are rolling around everywhere.

If we use a word from another worldview to describe it, it would be - a big mess.

Some people were fighting, some were watching, and some were trying hard to stop the war - like Tonks.

As a seventh-year Auror trainee at Hogwarts, after maintaining order on the platform, she would travel with the train to Hogwarts as a protector to attend her last matriculation dinner.

Logically speaking, the current situation requires someone like Tonks, who is already half a teacher and an adult, to step up and stop it, but unfortunately.

Tonks could only wave her wand and shout anxiously. She couldn't even get close to the center of the battlefield because there were people fighting on the ground in front of her.

The whole person was as anxious as a traffic light, and the color of his hair kept changing, just like calling for a fight.
Desperate, Tonks squatted down weakly. She had already foreseen a future in which she would be scolded by her professor and superior.

As the beginning of the last year of Hogwarts life, this is a little... too exciting.

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Every year's enrollment season, especially the welcome dinner on the first day of freshmen's enrollment, is a very important day for the entire Hogwarts faculty and staff.

The house elves in the kitchen will carefully prepare every dish, Filch will clean the entire castle, and many other professors will decorate the castle...

Especially this year, this is the year that the legendary boy, Harry Potter, who saved the entire wizarding world eleven years ago, will be entering school. This makes people have to put in more effort and prepare seriously.

Everything was proceeding in an orderly manner, just as it had been doing for decades - the only difference might be a small corner of the auditorium.

Unlike everywhere else (especially the kitchen), this corner of the auditorium was, well, a storm was brewing.

"...There has never been - there has never been such a terrible thing!!"

"Freshmen who haven't enrolled yet! They're fighting with seniors who have already enrolled on the train!!"

"Nearly half of the students from both colleges participated in it. The remaining ones who did not participate were not because they followed the school rules, but because they could not reach the front and touch each other!!"

"Lawless! Audacious! Simply--simply--!!" There was no accurate word to describe it. In the corner of the hall, Professor McGonagall roared in anger. "Oh, calm down, Minerva, I don't think it's that bad." Upon hearing the battle report from the front, Dumbledore was not panicked at all, but very calm.

He even went on to comfort the vice-principal who was roaring like an angry lioness.

As expected of Dumbledore, he has experienced many storms and waves.

"Calm down? How can you ask me to calm down!" Professor McGonagall's lips were pursed into a line like a knife, looking like they could kill people. "You can't imagine what I saw when I got the news!"

"That kid - he was standing on a pile of people who were knocked to the ground and wailing. He was the only one still standing in that box!"

"He was even wearing mail armor! There was blood on the mail armor! Do you know that I almost fainted when I saw it for the first time?!!"

"What the hell does he think Hogwarts is! Why is he wearing something like that?!"

"Oh, I think our little Harry may have some Muggle fantasies about Hogwarts, Minerva," Dumbledore said with a smile, "There is a kind of innocent beauty of children, isn't there?"

It looked like Dumbledore wanted to say something more, but he quietly shut up under the murderous gaze of the vice-headmaster.

"I don't think we need to be so nervous, Professor McGonagall." Even though his college was one of the two major colleges involved in the melee, Snape, as the dean, was not panicked at all.

Or maybe he was panicked at first, but he was no longer panicked after learning some information.

"First of all, it happened on the train, and school hasn't officially started yet, right? It's still during the holidays, and we don't have much power to punish them." Snape said slowly, "Secondly, it's just a fight between students, which is not uncommon between Gryffindor and Slytherin."

"It's just a fight between students," Professor McGonagall repeated, staring at Snape with wide eyes, as if she saw a smart-headed giant. "I never thought I would hear such words from you, Professor Snape."

"I thought you were going to say something—expulsion or something."

"I quite agree with what Professor Dumbledore said. It is a good thing for students to be energetic...even if some of them need to be more energetic." His face was a little stiff, but these words were indeed spoken by Snape.

It was not an illusion. Professor McGonagall was already wondering if her colleague had been secretly cast under the Imperius Curse. After all, this year was indeed a special year... However, after taking a look at Dumbledore, who was still smiling as if he was watching the fun, Professor McGonagall gave up this idea.

And Dumbledore… he was shoveling dessert into his mouth.

Good looking, love to watch.

"No matter what! We have to let them know the seriousness of the matter!" Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and decided to skip some abnormalities, "Especially Harry Potter! Otherwise, I can't imagine what good things he will do after he has adapted to school for a while!!"

"Of course, I agree with this," Snape nodded, "but Professor McGonagall, we must pay attention to the fact that for students who make mistakes, education should be the main focus, not punishment."

"As for Harry Potter...he, he...he's quite a leader, isn't he?"

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Professor McGonagall couldn't bear to hear it anymore.

She looked at Snape deeply and left without looking back, still muttering something like "unbelievable", "crazy", "Oh my God".

"I think Professor McGonagall probably means that I am right. After all, Gryffindor likes people with leadership skills like this." Facing the gazes of Dumbledore and the other two deans, Snape said calmly, "I have to prepare in advance. Excuse me."

Snape left, swinging his black robe, and only Professor Sprout, the head of Hufflepuff House, and Professor Felive, the head of Ravenclaw House, were left in the corner of the hall.

Although the two of them were very reluctant to admit it, the fact was that there were students from their two colleges among those involved in this big melee.

"...Is Professor Snape...in love?" After watching Snape leave, Felive looked at Dumbledore and said something shocking.

"Cough cough cough cough!!" Professor Sprout on the side was choked and couldn't help laughing while coughing, "Really? Albus?"

"Oh, I'm afraid that day hasn't come for my Potions Professor yet," Dumbledore also laughed, "but I hope he can - I hope - hahahahahaha!!"

The corner of the auditorium was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

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The happy atmosphere between the professors will naturally not be shown in front of the students. After all, there is a bottom line as teachers that requires them to show an attitude in front of the students that fighting or group fighting is absolutely wrong.

Similarly, at this age, students are always extremely afraid of their teachers.

The chaos on the train was forcibly stopped by Professor McGonagall, who Apparated directly onto the train after Tonks had sent the message and arrived at Hogwarts.

It was like Moses parting the Red Sea, except that Professor McGonagall was separating the people who were piled together.

In front of the vice-headmaster, the lioness of Gryffindor, who was so angry that she seemed like she would explode at any time, even the most jumping children would squat obediently in the corner.

After a barrage of scolding and a threat to punish you after school starts, Professor McGonagall left in anger, leaving only a dozen controlled boxes.

Well, it’s hard to describe the situation in these boxes. I can only say that when you open the door and walk in, the first thing you can see is students tied up together. It looks like a prison escort vehicle.

Even the most lively students would find it difficult to be happy when they thought about what would be waiting for them when the train arrived at Hogwarts.

Punishment, confinement...

But kids are kids after all, and this feeling of loss didn't actually last too long - before long, the group of kids became lively again, everyone was bragging about how many people they had knocked down just now and how they beat up those annoying guys.

Especially in the carriage where Harry was, although he was still tied up by the ropes created by Professor McGonagall, the cheers for Harry were still getting louder and louder.

Even though they couldn't see Harry because they were tied up, there were still people cheering in his direction, praising him and boasting about him.

"You should have hidden yourself," Harry said helplessly to Ron and the other two. "There are a lot of them, and they are much older and stronger than you."

"Don't say that, Harry." Ron's face was swollen and only his unclear voice could be heard. "We are the same age. You are already there. How can we hide behind? I am Ron Weasley!"

　It's just today and tomorrow, please keep reading~, I kowtow to you brothers, bang bang bang!

　　
　
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