Alvin found that the weather was not very good each time school started.
With the whistling of the wind and raindrops falling, the train drove towards Hogwarts.
Luna and Astoria listened to the sound of the rain falling on the train, snuggled together, and fell asleep. Alvin was holding a copper plate and kept writing something on it.
"What is this?"
Hermione came over curiously, and Alvin quickly swiped and erased the words on the copper plate.
He was communicating with Crouch, and the content was inappropriate for children, so Hermione could not see it.
"It's a gadget I invented based on the Muggle phone, but now it can only send text messages, not talk."
Alvin handed the copper plate to Hermione, took the copper plate in his hand, and Hermione saw that there was only a message and a contact plate on it.
"How do I do it? I can't seem to find the button."
Hermione is very interested. As part of a middle-class family, she also has a mobile phone.
However, her parents' mobile phone was very bulky, with dense buttons. Still, this Alvin's magic phone didn't have a single button.
"It's a touch screen. You just tap it with your finger."
Alvin taught Hermione how to operate it, and soon she was on it.
"This thing is handy. It's much faster than an owl's message delivery and won't be disturbed by magic."
After experiencing Alvin's magic phone, Hermione gave a high evaluation. Much easier to use than her father's big brick.
"I just invented it, and I only made three at present. If you want, I will give you a few in a few days."
Hermione nodded happily and gave Alvin a sweet kiss.
This magic phone was made by Alvin when he was bored at Crouch's house the other day. One with him, one with Crouch, and the other sent to Nico by Alvin.
Alvin had already made an abbreviated version when he contacted Sirius last semester.
Communication in the magic world is too backward, and it can even be said that the entertainment activities of the magic world are very backward.
Alvin wants to develop mobile phones and research magic networks and magic computers to make the world more exciting.
He can also rely on these products to control the lives of all wizards, like the big people in his previous life. As long as the wizards use his products, there is no secret in front of Alvin.
The train slowly drove into Hogwarts, and Alvin also woke up Luna and Astoria.
With a protective cover on their heads, Alvin and the others walked into the castle gate dry under the envious eyes of others.
"Whoosh!"
A huge water ball fell from the ceiling and hit the top of Alvin's head. Still, Alvin's protective cover was not lifted, and the broken water ball fell to the floor along the protective cover.
"Damn it!"
A shrill voice sounded, and Peeves appeared in front of Alvin.
"Peeves! Come down here!"
Professor McGonagall rushed out of the Great Hall. The ground was so wet that she slipped, and Hermione assisted her quickly.
"Thank you, Miss Granger, Peeves, get down here!"
Professor McGonagall shouted. Peeves were unmoved, and he grinned and threw the water ball in his hand to the students who came in behind.
A Ravenclaw girl was hit by a water ball and immediately became wet. She screamed and rushed into the Great Hall. Seeing that he successfully hit a person, Peeves laughed even louder.
"Fright!"
The unbridled laughter stopped abruptly, and Peeves' proud face was horrified as if he had seen something terrible.
The other little wizards also survived, taking this opportunity to run into the Great Hall.
"Thank you, Alvin. Peeves are so messed up today. I'll definitely tell the Bloody Baron."
Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief. She had come out so quickly that she forgot to grab her wand.
"Professor, don't tell Baron. Peeves have my Fear Charm and should be honest for a while."
Alvin invented this little spell, and the effect is to make the enemy's mind appear terrifying and affect their combat effectiveness.
Unexpectedly, Peeves became the first victim.
The Great Hall was still as splendid as it was. Still, it was extraordinarily decorated for the new semester banquet, with hundreds of candles floating on the table, illuminating the golden saucers and goblets.
Alvin once thought that the tableware used at Hogwarts was pure gold or pure silver. Still, after researching it, he found that it was a metal synthesized by alchemy, and the cost was very cheap.
But it looks very luxurious.
Alvin also felt a sense of intimacy while sitting at the long table in Ravenclaw. The most fascinating about Hogwarts is that it can give you the feeling of home.
Maybe this is why countless teachers and students sacrificed their lives to protect Hogwarts.
In High Table, Sirius and Snape looked at each other. If it was a comic-style world, the intersection of their eyes must be sparkling.
Hagrid saw Alvin look over and greeted him with a smile, and Alvin smiled back.
Before making everyone wait long, the side door of the Great Hall opened, and everyone immediately became quiet. Even Sirius and Snape, battling each other, stopped looking at each other.
Professor McGonagall led a long row of little wizards to the front of the Great Hall, watching the new students in a state of embarrassment. Those who didn't know thought they were swimming across the Black Lake, not by boating.
The Sorting Hat on the stool sang, and everyone listened quietly because the lyrics of the Sorting Hat were different every year.
After he finished singing, the whole Great Hall gave a warm applause.
Cho applauded and said, "I don't understand why the Sorting Hat changes the lyrics yearly, but the meaning is similar."
"If you are a Sorting Hat, you can only lie quietly in the Headmaster's office daily, and only today can you express yourself. I think you will do the same"
Alvin successfully used a sentence to make her smile. She thought of the scene and nodded in agreement.
"You're right. If it were me, I would even change the melody."
Professor McGonagall took a paper and started the sorting ceremony. The process went very smoothly, and no situation like Harry and Alvin's made the Sorting Hat tangled for a long time.
Everyone is immediately sorted into different houses when they put on the Sorting Hat.
"Ola Zorko!"
"Ravenclaw!"
When the last little wizard was sorted into Ravenclaw, the sorting ceremony ended, and the Sorting Hat ended its annual mission and was taken away by Professor McGonagall.
Dumbledore stood up with a smile. He looked at all the students and opened his arms.
"I only have two words to say to you. Please eat!"
The golden plate was suddenly filled with food, but Alvin felt something was wrong.
Not only he but the other little wizards were also a little stunned.
The reason is very simple, this time the food seems simpler than before.
Just some Mashed Potatoes, Steak, and Grilled Sausages.
"Is Hogwarts out of money?"
A little wizard inadvertently joked about expressing everyone's heart.
"Unfortunately, you almost can't eat dinner." A cold voice came. It was Grey Lady.
She floated to Alvin's side and nodded in greeting. Then explain the reason to the little wizard.
"Peeves was very excited today. He wanted to go to the banquet, but we refused, so he went to the elf's kitchen."
"He threw away everything he could, the whole kitchen was flooded with soup, and the Bloody Baron scared him away."
Hearing Ms. Grey's words, many little wizards felt a lot of sympathies.
Alvin inserted a piece of steak into his mouth and said vaguely.
"It's a good thing Hermione didn't hear that. Otherwise, she would have gone to Peeves."
Hermione still didn't give up on her house-elves protection plan. She once even ran into the kitchen to preach freedom to the elves so that the elves thought that Hogwarts was going to fire them.
Alvin's exclusive chef even came to complain to him, which made him laugh or at least let Hermione not go directly to the elf.
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