Starting with Hyuga, traversing countless heavens

Upon hearing these words, Ron's expression froze. The Weasleys were most famous in the wizarding world for their poverty, and he never expected that Hyuga Hoshino would mention the blessing of many children.

Hinata Hoshino shrugged. "What did you think I was going to say?"

"Of course, it's the poor, filthy, and despicable Weasley family."

Draco Malfoy, accompanied by his two henchmen, Goyle and Crabbe, rudely pushed open the door to the box.

Ron made no attempt to hide the disgust in his eyes when he saw Draco.

“I heard Harry Potter is in this box. Ah, Harry Potter, long time no see. I think you should be with the right people, not with this bunch of lowly mudbloods.”

"I think it's my freedom to choose who I make friends with, and it's none of your business."

Goyle and Crabbe saw someone dare to talk back to Draco. The two shielded Draco behind them, rubbing their hands together, seemingly wanting to teach the group a lesson.

Hermione pulled out her wand. Ron and Neville watched in stunned silence. They had never seen a scene where a duel was about to break out at the drop of a hat.

Hyuga Hoshino tapped his fingers on the table, said nothing more, and remained silent, his accomplishments unseen.

The train carriage floor was covered with a layer of mud. The mud bulged up, forming waves that threw the three people out.

Zhang Qiu, Ron, and Neville all noticed that it was Hinata Hoshino's tapping on the table that caused all of this to happen.

Chapter 98 Voldemort's Nightmare

"What amazing magic!"

Neville exclaimed in surprise, while Ron couldn't hide his envy. If he had that ability, he too could become the pride of the Weasley family.

Hyuga Hoshino looked at Nawi and thought of the Peacock Technique. With a few modifications, it could also become the Heavenly Dragon Technique.

"Navie, do you want to learn? I'll teach you."

"Is that alright? Thank you so much."

Neville excitedly stood up, wanting to give Hinata Hoshino a bear hug.

Hinata Hoshino calmly pressed down on his shoulder, preventing him from standing up. Ron watched this scene with a hint of envy and took out his pet rat, Scabbers.

"Would you like to see an interesting spell?"

Before anyone else could react, he took out his old wand and pointed it at Peter Pettigrew the mouse.

"Yellow onions, sweet cream, and sunshine turned this silly fat mouse yellow."

Scabbers didn't change at all. Ron's face turned red with anger, and he frantically waved his wand. Still, nothing changed.

“Ron, would you like to see a spell that can also change things?”

He thought, "Please let me see it."

Hermione stared intently at him, also curious about what kind of magic he would use.

"Yes, the fire is raging."

Chakra circulated, forming a flame at his fingertips. As he approached Banban, Ron's eyes widened. "Spellcasting without a staff?"

When the flames were close to Banban, he suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly picked up Banban and put it in his pocket.

"Are you crazy? You're going to kill it?"

"Just tell me, once it's cooked through, doesn't that count as a change?"

"Calculate."

A word spurted from Ron's teeth, one of the few things that truly belonged to him. He was precious. Even though the mouse had been passed down to him from his brother.

Hinata Hoshino was a little curious: if he could give Ron an owl, would he decisively give up the mouse?

Hermione also vaguely knew from the first-year textbook that casting spells without a wand was a difficult thing.

She also seemed eager to show off. So she took out her grapevine wand and pointed it at Harry Potter's glasses.

"Restore to its original state (Avada Kedavra)"

So on that day, Harry Potter seemed to relive the scene of his birth. (crossed out)

Harry Potter's glasses were restored. Harry Potter took off his glasses and examined them carefully. They were indeed restored. He was very happy.

The train started moving.

The professor from Hogwarts was Quirinus Quirrell. When Hyuga Hoshino noticed him with his Byakugan, a strange smile appeared in his eyes.

Behind the tightly wrapped headscarf was a face, and one could vaguely make out the features of Tom Riddle, once a handsome young man from the surrounding area.

"Master, I should, should, how, how, what should I do?"

Quirrell wondered to himself, while Voldemort sighed inwardly. If it weren't for his own carelessness, why would he have chosen a subordinate like Quirrell, someone more trouble than he'd worth?

Quirrell had already used all the spells he knew, bombarding the vines, but they remained unmoved. Having exhausted all other options, he asked Voldemort if he could help.

"Useless trash, are you trying to expose me? Huh!"

"I dare not, I...I...my great master."

Quirrell shook his head helplessly at the group, indicating that he, Quirrell, was powerless to change the mess caused by the Hogwarts train.

The group exchanged glances and then raised their wands together.

"Super Armor Protection"

The combined armor spell enveloped George and Fred.

Only Quirrell's Ironclad Curse was deflected, accompanied by Hinata Hoshino's Dojutsu: True Illusion.

Quirrell instantly entered the illusion, and Voldemort, after a while, also entered the illusion.

Voldemort felt as if he were back on the day Myrtle cried in the toilet. Looking at the weeping Myrtle, Voldemort felt an unprecedented surge of emotion.

And so, Myrtle witnessed the beast-like behavior. After Voldemort, she remained obediently at Hogwarts, becoming the Headmistress.

At Myrtle's wedding, Quirrell burst into the hall, led Voldemort away, and behind them came Myrtle's hysterical screams.

A thousand spears and ten thousand piercings emerge from the snake pit; the lamp's flame and the burning chrysanthemum are treated as nothing. Ropes and clothes posed no threat; there is no purity left in the world.

Voldemort and Quirrell lived out their lives as described in the poem above. What a beautiful poem, what a wonderful story.

Hyuga Hoshino can swear that this illusion was not created by him; it was all Quirrell and Voldemort's own imagination.

Quirrell slowly awoke to find himself in the Hogwarts infirmary, where Madam Pomfrey was preparing potions. Quirrell instinctively touched his headscarf and, finding it still there, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Professor Quirrell, please have a drink."

Quirrell took the potion, took a sip, and his expression relaxed a bit. As a Ravenclaw graduate, he knew it was a tranquilizer.

After Quirrell fainted, George and Fred were also lowered down by the vines, which withered before their eyes.

Several prefects and the train conductor, seeing the vines wither and Quirrell unconscious, instinctively assumed that Quirrell had broken the spell.

So the unconscious Quirrell was treated as a hero, carried onto a train, and his glorious deeds were publicized.

Quirrell felt a warmth in his heart, while Voldemort inwardly sneered disdainfully.

"My servants, are they grateful to mere charity? Do not forget their indifference, do not forget their disregard. Do not forget that only power can acquire everything."

Quirrell listened to a Voldemort movie. His nails dug into his palms as he secretly vowed to gain supreme power and make those who had previously been indifferent to him and ignored him pay the price.

"First-year students, first-year students, come here quickly."

Hagrid Rubeus, carrying a lantern, shouted by the Black Lake. Hinata Hoshino paused, looking at the Yasui carriage and the small boat on the lake, feeling conflicted.

Soon, Hinata Hoshino made a decision: boat trips and Yachi carriage rides were available every year, but boat trips on the lake were only for first-year students.

Hinata Hoshino decisively walked to the lakeside and boarded a small boat. Hagrid looked at Hinata Hoshino and clicked his tongue in amazement. Apart from giants and half-giants, he had never seen an ordinary child grow so tall at such a young age.

The news that Hinata Hoshino was going to enroll and, at the age of fourteen, would begin his second year of school had already spread among the Hogwarts faculty and staff.

"Hello, sir. Nice muscles."

Hinata Hoshino greeted Hagrid while patting his arm.

"Da da"

A muffled thud followed, leaving Hagrid with a strange feeling. His towering figure intimidated many first-year students at Hogwarts every year.

It's rare to have a new student, and they won't distance themselves from him because of his tall stature.

"Hello, I am Rubeus Hagrid, the keykeeper and grove keeper of Hogwarts."

"Hello, I am Zhang Xingye, from the East."

Hagrid scratched his head, unsure of what to say. The next moment, Hermione led Neville onto Hyuga Hoshino's small boat.

Harry Potter saw Hagrid, greeted him warmly, and helped Hagrid out of his predicament.

Chapter 99 The Sorting Hat

"Hello, Hagrid."

"Hello, Harry, please board the ship."

Harry Potter and Ron boarded a boat, and Hagrid turned and continued shouting.

"First-year students, four people per boat, hurry up, don't miss the opening banquet."

In the end, only the small boat carrying Hyuga Hoshino, consisting of three people, and the small boat carrying Harry Potter, consisting of two people, remained.

Hagrid boarded the small boat that Harry Potter was on and set sail.

“I once read ‘Hogwarts: A History of the School,’ which states that new students must cross the Black Lake to reach Hogwarts Castle. This is to commemorate the four founders of Hogwarts.”

Hinata Hoshino wet his hand and flicked it at Hermione. The cool water droplets splashed on Hermione's face, causing her to gasp in surprise.

"ah!"

Neville turned his head away, muttering to himself, "You can't see me, you can't see me." Hermione glared at Hyuga Hoshino, looking more like a hamster than a beaver.

Hermione turned her head away, refusing to look at Hinata Hoshino, and acted somewhat like a child.

With the help of his white eyes and his perception of natural energy, he saw a giant squid taking a nap beneath the Black Lake.

As he approached Hogwarts, Hyuga Hoshino was taken aback by the rich natural energy. It was not as strong as Shikkotsu Forest, but it was stronger than most places in the ninja world.

Having learned sealing techniques, Hyuga Hoshino sensed an invisible contract descending upon each of the first-year students.