Chapter 8: 8 Nasty Girls

Hoffa was caught off guard by being rewarded so easily and quickly. He wished he could immediately practice a little or two according to the great god's meditation idea, but he couldn't. The train whistled, and it was about to leave.

Getting into the train compartment, countless wizard children waved goodbye to their parents at the window. Some children even shed tears, and those older wizard children kept playing and playing in the carriage, having a great time.

Hoffa has no parents, no friends to greet him.

According to the practice of other traversers, Hoffa should go to the Iron Triangle at this time, and seize the time to hug the thigh of the savior, but this era has also cut off his idea of ​​looking for the Iron Triangle...

In fact, if the truth is true, Hoffa doesn't care about the Iron Triangle or Harry Ron at all. All he wants to find is Hermione.

God is so pitiful, whenever he thinks about coming to HP's world but not seeing Hermione, when he can see Hermione, he will probably be too old to lose his teeth. Hoffa wanted to lie on the rails like a salted fish, letting the Hogwarts train run over him to death.

"I was born before you were born, and I am already old when you were born. I wish I hadn't been born at the same time. I will be with you every day..."

Muttering Chinese in his mouth, with resentment that he could not see the goddess. Hoffa, who has no love in his life, just wants to find a place where he will not be disturbed by others, and try his new meditation method.

Although the train is big, there are also many people. After searching for a long time, Hoffa found an empty room almost at the end of the train.

At this time, the train has already started.

The steam locomotive spewed out a puff of smoke, whistled, and began to move forward with a creak.

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

He sat cross-legged and looked out the window.

The train moved quickly out of London, into fields of cattle and sheep, with occasional bare gray boulders on the road.

Soon after, the train drove into the emerald green Scottish Highlands.

The endless highlands do not have the endless forests of northern Europe, nor are they a lonely desert, but are covered by soothing undulating low green grass and moss. The low, sparse vegetation grows desolately. The exposed rocks and the clear air always remind you that this is a plateau on the island.

Milarepa's meditation method tells Hoffa that he should not feel nature, simplicity and harmony all the time.

So he closed his eyes and took a deep breath. According to a certain line, start breathing slowly.

The knowledge of the Great God is really extraordinary. As soon as he started to meditate, he felt his mind was clear and clear, his thinking gradually became sensitive, and many physical desires began to slowly go away from him.

Yet Hoffa had just meditated for less than three cycles.

Slap.

The sliding door of the carriage was pushed open.

Hoffa, whose meditation was interrupted, opened his eyes a little unhappily.

Enemy Road is narrow.

A little silver-haired girl carrying a bag stood at the door, looking at Hoffa coldly.

She wears a bowler hat and has a white owl perched on her shoulder.

It was the arrogant girl who had been knocked down by him before and teased by him.

The girl had no intention of greeting Hoffa or speaking to him. She sat down opposite Hoffa, threw her bag aside, took off her hat, raised her legs and looked at him coldly.

The owl on her shoulder, like its owner, stared fiercely at Hoffa with big eyes, wishing to eat him.

Hoffa didn't expect the girl to come here, and she looked like a teacher asking for a crime. He really wanted to scold the other party for being crazy.

But no, because it is a traditional Chinese virtue to be humble when you first arrive in a new place.

Hoffa nodded calmly at her.

"Hello."

The girl showed a sarcasm smile: "The hypocritical guy scolded me in his heart, but he pretended to be in harmony on the surface. When did Hogwarts start not to look at the essence of students in recruiting students?"

"you!….."

Huofa's breath froze. He didn't expect the other party's eyesight to be so keen, let alone such a vicious tongue at a young age.

He was going to retort at the girl, but when he said it, he laughed at himself for being too naive, and what to do with a little girl. Is it possible that when the body is young, the mind is also young?

So Hoffa shut up.

Yes, he not only closed his mouth, but also closed his eyes, and continued to practice his own Milarepa meditation method.

When the girl saw that the other party had closed her eyes, she ignored her and felt annoyed rising from her lower abdomen. She narrowed her eyes and asked dangerously, "What's your name?"

Hoffa, who was in meditation, snorted lightly with his nose, indicating that he didn't want to answer.

The girl sneered: "Do you think I won't know if you don't tell me? Believe it or not, I'll guess your identity right away."

Hoffa felt that the other party was crazy. So he sneered and said, "please do it."

Girl: "Wearing the goblin earrings of the German island of Black Goland, but came to Hogwarts to study. The British Ministry of Magic does not accept students from outside the British Isles, so you must be a descendant of an immigrant family. But if you calculate it according to time , the Ministry of Magic has issued a policy against immigrant wizards after 1918, so your family must have come from before 1918...."

(A minute later.)

"...Historically, there were five pure-blood immigrant families in the British Isles: Leoster, Buryat, Malfoy, and Delaces; there were also 12 mixed-blood immigrant families: Baird, Cooper , Byron, Davis, Ian, Goshack...."

(A minute later.)

".Most of the immigrant families have disappeared in history, and the existing families have to be reduced to half. Depending on your age, you are either a first-year freshman or a second-year student. Among the immigrant families that still exist, there happen to be 11 or 12 years old. The boys are narrowed down to a third again, and they are Drasseth, Byron, Baird, Goshack."

But there is only one family from Black Golan, the Goshak family. And the Goshack family has only one freshman enrolled this year—Miller Goshack.

The girl chattered on and on in her seat, and she spoke for three minutes before she stopped.

She looked at Hoffa proudly with her arms folded, as did the owl on her shoulder.

Hoffa sighed softly, and opened his eyes sympathetically: "You know so much, why don't you even know how to get into King's Cross Station."

The girl raised her head and said with arrogance beyond measure:

"Because life would be too boring if there were no challenges. After I got the notice, I cut off any channels for obtaining information. I have to find out where the station is by myself! Hehe, even without your help, I still came in, Miller classmate."

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

After that, he continued to close his eyes and meditate.

Hoffa has confirmed the character of the other party. He is really arrogant and self-centered. He doesn't like such girls. No matter how beautiful the other party is, he doesn't like it. It has to be said that he even hates the other party a little bit.

After a long talk, the girl was not as angry as when she first came in. She asked curiously: "Hey, Miller, which college do you want to enter?"

Hoffa didn't want to talk to the girl, and he wasn't called a fucking Miller at all.

But the question she asked actually Hoffa had been thinking for a long time these days, and the answer was that he himself didn't know which college he would enter.

For Hoffa, the best outcome was Gryffindor. After all, that college has the luck of the protagonist, and Dumbledore is Gryffindor.

But because there is no Hermione, Hoffa doesn't care if he gets into Gryffindor or not. After all, he already knew Gryffindor very well in his previous life, and he went to other colleges to explore.

To be honest, Hoffa thinks that the four colleges are all good, and he doesn't even mind being in Slytherin. I heard that their common room is under the Black Lake, and it makes me think about it.

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

"Gryffindor? Huh."

The girl shook her head from side to side as if hearing something funny. The owl on her shoulder also shook her head humanely.

"The group of arrogant, self-confessed children of destiny, but actually have an empty brain and only wave their wands like reckless idiots. I didn't expect you to like this kind of academy, it's really sad."

Hoffa was completely speechless. Is it really good to say that the protagonist's college is so unbearable? And if you talk about others in such a critical tone, you are ashamed to say that others are arrogant. The girl opposite is probably a Slytherin through and through.

Hoffa: "What about Slytherin?"

He thought that the other party punched Gryffindor and probably played Slytherin. Unexpectedly, she tossed her hair and sneered.

Girl: "Those idiots who wish to enshrine their genealogy on a shrine have ambitions but no humility, and use whatever means for their ends. Even if they succeed, they will inevitably be cast aside. They are truly ignorant."

Hoffa's eyes widened: "What about... Hufflepuff?"

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

A mild-looking woman in an apron opened the door of the carriage.

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

Hoffa shuddered and jumped up. Immediately forget about the arrogant girl next to me, the snack on the train. Come to the world of HP, how can you not eat the snacks on the train.

On the woman's small cart, there are a lot of delicious food.

Chocolate Frog, Pumpkin Pie, Cauldron Cake, Licorice Wand. Hoffa was not short of money for the time being, so he, like Harry, bought a little of everything. He returned to his seat contentedly.

The mild flight attendant just wanted to leave.

The silver-haired girl stopped her suddenly.

"Wait a minute, are you a Hufflepuff graduate?"

The flight attendant turned his head in surprise, and said with a pleasant smile, "Hey, how did you see that?"

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

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

After the flight attendant left, Hoffa also became interested. He handed the girl a chocolate frog and asked curiously, "How did you know that?"

There was a hint of bitter sarcasm on the girl's pretty face.

"Because only a Hufflepuff graduate would do this sort of shitty job."