The Wizard of Hogwarts is Unscientific.

Chapter 10 Andy: I ​​think I've met my match.

In the last few days before school started, Andy didn't continue practicing magic. Instead, he spent his time with his family, taking Isabel out for two days of fun.

September st.

Andy slept in as usual, then was woken up by Helen's angry voice and forcibly dragged out of bed by the little girl Isabel.

Wearing his pajamas, Andy staggered downstairs and sleepily greeted his family, "Good morning."

"Andy, you can't do this."

Kyle had already finished breakfast. "If we keep sleeping in when we get to Hogwarts, we'll be late for class."

Andy sat groggily at the dining table, patting his face to try and wake himself up a little. "Don't worry, I brought an alarm clock."

Sleeping in late was Andy's dream in his past life and his habit in this life.

"Being late for class is his own business; the school professors will discipline him," Helen said irritably. If there was anything about this child that she wasn't satisfied with, it was probably that he slept in late.

After breakfast, Andy took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

The luggage was packed last night. After Andy checked it over and found nothing missing, he carried the suitcase and clattered his way to the living room on the first floor.

Kyle was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper; he had taken half a day off today.

This was Andy's first day of school, and he didn't want to miss such an important moment.

"Gringotts was robbed, wasn't it? It's been so long, and the Daily Prophet still hasn't reported it." Andy glanced at the newspaper, then leaned back on the sofa, losing interest.

Whoosh!

Kyle flipped through the newspaper and said in a knowing tone, "Kid, that's the allure of Galleons."

Cornelius Fudge only became Minister for Magic last year, and everyone in the wizarding world knows that he got the position with Dumbledore's support; he's Dumbledore's yes-man.

Is that all?

Was this Dumbledore's own idea, or did he misjudge people?

Thinking of a certain Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Andy suddenly realized that Dumbledore might have dementia.

After all, he is over a hundred years old.

The legal retirement age in the Muggle world is sixty, while Dumbledore is over a hundred years old, yet he still insists on going to work. What kind of perseverance does he have?

After lingering at home until after 10 p.m., Andy and his family of four took the Knight Bus to King's Cross Station.

The Knight Bus offers a fantastic experience; it can take you anywhere you want to go, traversing mountains and grasslands with ease, and is even more thrilling than a roller coaster.

This bus is Andy and Isabel's favorite.

At this time, the train station was bustling with people. Andy and his family arrived near a wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10.

"Let's go, darling."

Helen held Isabel's hand and, after Andy and Kyle passed through the wall, she led the little girl through as well.

The two sides of a wall are two completely different worlds. People in the other world would never imagine that there is a group of magical wizards living with them in this world.

The Hogwarts Express is a deep red Victorian-era steam train that looks very vintage.

However, Andy simply couldn't associate this train with the word "express".

Is it as fast as a green train?

Not to mention high-speed rail.

The platform was crowded with parents dropping off their children at school, dressed in all sorts of strange and unusual costumes.

Some of the young wizards even had pets. Andy noticed a round-faced young wizard who kept a toad as a pet.

Good heavens! Is it really okay to masturbate to that kind of creature?

"Hurry up and get on the train. There should still be plenty of empty carriages at this time."

Helen said with some reluctance, "Remember to write to us when you get to school."

"Okay! Goodbye, Dad, Mom, and Isa, see you at Christmas."

Andy waved goodbye to his family and gently waved his wand at his suitcase.

"Yugadim, Leviosa."

The suitcase flew up and followed Andy. Andy boarded the train, walked through the corridor, and found an empty carriage.

After putting away her suitcase, Andila opened the car window to say a final goodbye to her family.

"You guys go back now, I'm going to sleep a little longer, I got up way too early this morning." Andy waved his hand.

"How much longer do you want to sleep? Do you want us to wait for you on an empty stomach?" Helen said irritably.

"Okay, okay!"

Kyle chuckled and said, "Then we'll head back now. See you at Christmas."

Goodbye, Andy.

Isabel looked at Andy with great reluctance, and said fiercely, "You must write to me when you get to school!"

"Okay! I will definitely write to you."

After his family left, Andy closed the window and took a short nap.

Whoosh!

The carriage door was opened, and a brown-haired girl stood at the door carrying a large suitcase.

"May I sit here?"

The brown-haired girl raised her chin. "Hello, I'm Hermione Granger. And you are?"

Andy: "..."

"Please have a seat. I'm all alone here. Oh! I almost forgot to introduce myself. My name is Andy, Andy Collins," Andy said.

"Nice to meet you, Mr. Collins." Hermione nodded and carried her suitcase into the carriage.

Just call me Andy.

Hermione's suitcase was huge, and when Andy saw that she was having trouble carrying it, he took out his wand and whispered a spell.

"Yugadim, Leviosa."

This is probably Andy's biggest gain after practicing magic for more than a month—no matter what problem he encounters, Andy always draws his wand to solve it immediately.

This is a good habit, and Andy decided to continue it.

"A beautiful levitation spell, thank you. You can also call me Hermione."

Hermione sat opposite Andy, chin held high, as haughty as a swan. "Are you a first-year student too?"

Andy looked up, about to answer.

Hermione continued in rapid succession, "I've tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all worked."

"No one in my family knows magic, so when I received my acceptance letter, I was extremely surprised, but also incredibly happy... I've memorized all the textbooks, of course, I just hope it will be useful..."

Andy didn't pay much attention to what Hermione said next, but when he heard the sentence "I've memorized all the textbooks," he knew he had met his match.

So, is the novel "Hermione Granger and Her Two Useless Men" real?

Andy had read the textbook, but he found it difficult to memorize even a section, let alone the entire book.

"You're really amazing."

Andy said sincerely, "I can't do that. I can't memorize those textbooks at all, so I can only practice magic. I've practiced each spell thousands of times. Of course, I hope it will work."

(End of this chapter)