Ninja in Harry Potter - Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Hogwarts!

A voice echoed through the train: “We will be reaching Hogwarts in five minutes’ time. Please leave your luggage on the train, it will be taken to the school separately.”

Other kids also stand up, and said: “Ryan, hurry up! Let’s go to the door, or else it will crowded with muggle born…”

Unconsciously Ryan said: “Okay Draco…”

Ryan looked at the silver hair kid, who is actually his cousin.

This small time villain actually became his Cousin.

‘It looks like my days in Hogwarts gonna be tough!’

Under the leadership of Draco Malfoy, Crabbe, Goyle, and Ryan Black, they joined the crowd thronging the corridor.

The train slowed right down and finally stopped.

People pushed their way toward the door and out on to a tiny, dark platform.

Ryan shivered in the cold night air.

Then a lamp came bobbing over the heads of the students, and Ryan saw the biggest guy he have ever seen in his life.

‘So this is Hagrid. He does look like him having Half Giant blood.’

Ryan thought as he followed the crowd, and went towards Hagrid.

Hagrid’s big hairy face beamed over the sea of heads.

“C’mon, follow me — any more firs’ years? Mind yer step, now! Firs’ years follow me!”

Slipping and stumbling, they followed Hagrid down what seemed to be a steep, narrow path. It was so dark on either side of them that Ryan thought there must be thick trees there.

Nobody spoke much.

It’s just Ryan sneeze a few times because of cold.

“You’ll get your first sight of Hogwarts in a sec,” Hagrid called over his shoulder,

“Just around this bend here.”

There was a loud “Oooooh!”

The narrow path had opened suddenly onto the edge of a great black lake. Perched atop a high mountain on the other side, its windows sparkling in the starry sky, was a vast castle with many turrets and towers.

Even Ryan, who have not watched Harry Potter movie for the last 10 years, he was shocked by this display.

This scene is really beautiful.

“No more than four to a boat!” Hagrid called, pointing to a fleet of little boats sitting in the water by the shore.

Draco and Ryan were followed into their boat by Goyle and Crabbe.

“Everyone in?” shouted Hagrid, who had a boat to himself.

“Right then — FORWARD!”

And the fleet of little boats moved off all at once, gliding across the lake, which was as smooth as glass.

Everyone was silent, staring up at the great castle overhead.

It towered over them as they sailed nearer and nearer to the cliff on which it stood.

On the other hand, Ryan was thinking how this boat is actually sailing.

Definitely it was doing by magic, but how.

“Heads down!” Hagrid yelled as the first boats reached the cliff.

It’s just he forget the difference between his height and children height.

Even if Hagrid is sitting, some child might not look bigger than him.

But still, they all bent their heads and the little boats carried them through a curtain of ivy that hid a wide opening in the cliff face.

They were carried along a dark tunnel, which seemed to be taking them right underneath the castle, until they reached a kind of underground harbor, where they clambered out onto rocks and pebbles.

“Oy, you there! Is this your toad?” Hagrid said, who was checking the boats as people climbed out of them.

“Trevor!” Neville cried blissfully, holding out his hands.

Then they clambered up a passageway in the rock after Hagrid’s lamp, coming out at last onto smooth, damp grass right in the shadow of the castle.

They walked up a flight of stone steps and crowded around the huge, oak front door.

“Everyone here? You there, still got your toad?”

Hagrid raised a gigantic fist and knocked three times on the castle door.

…

The door swung open at once. A tall, black-haired witch in emerald-green robes stood there. She had a very stern face and everyone’s first thought was that this was not someone to cross.

“The first years, Professor McGonagall.” Hagrid said.

“Thank you, Hagrid. I will take them from here.”

She pulled the door wide.

The entrance hall was pretty big, and literally all the student fits easily.

The stone walls were lit with flaming torches like the ones at Gringotts, the ceiling was too high to make out, and a magnificent marble staircase facing them led to the upper floors.

They followed Professor McGonagall across the flagged stone floor.

Ryan could hear the drone of hundreds of voices from a doorway to the right — the rest of the school must already be here — but Professor McGonagall showed the first years into a small, empty chamber off the hall.

They crowded in,

standing rather closer together than they would usually have done, peering about nervously.

“Welcome to Hogwarts!” Professor McGonagall said.

“The start-of-term banquet will begin shortly, but before you take your seats in the Great Hall, you will be sorted into your houses. The Sorting is a very important ceremony because, while you are here, your house will be something like your family within Hogwarts. You will have classes with the rest of your house, sleep in your house dormitory, and spend free time in your house common room.”

“The four houses are called Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin. Each house has its own noble history and each has produced outstanding witches and wizards. While you are at Hogwarts, your triumphs will earn your house points, while any rulebreaking will lose house points.

At the end of the year, the house with the most points is awarded the house cup, a great honor. I hope each of you will be a credit to whichever house becomes yours.”

“The Sorting Ceremony will take place in a few minutes in front of the rest of the school. I suggest you all smarten yourselves up as much as you can while you are waiting.”

Her eyes lingered for a moment on Neville’s cloak, which was fastened under his left ear, and on Ron’s smudged nose.

“I shall return when we are ready for you.” Professor McGonagall said.

“Please wait quietly.”

She left the chamber.

Ryan started to look around, and soon he saw the protagonist of this world.

Harry Potter – The Savior.

Just beside him is the second protagonist, who actually able to marry Hermione Granger, who is sweetheart of all Harry Potter movies fan.

Although Ryan didn’t like Hermione, because he like woman with big rack. Just like Tsunade Senju.

Well, everyone have their own personal choice.

You can say that beauty is always subjective.

Then something happened that made everyone jump about a foot in the air — several people behind him screamed.

“What the —?”

He gasped. So did the people around him. About twenty ghosts had just streamed through the back wall. Pearly-white and slightly transparent, they glided across the room talking to one another and hardly glancing at the first years.

They seemed to be arguing.

What looked like a fat little monk was saying:

“Forgive and forget, I say, we ought to give him a second chance —”

“My dear Friar, haven’t we given Peeves all the chances he deserves? He gives us all a bad name and you know, he’s not really even a ghost — I say, what are you all doing here?”

A ghost wearing a ruff and tights had suddenly noticed the first years.

Nobody answered.

“New students!” Fat Friar said, smiling around at them.

“About to be Sorted, I suppose?”

A few people nodded mutely.

“Hope to see you in Hufflepuff!” Friar said.

“My old house, you know.”

“Move along now.” said a sharp voice.

“The Sorting Ceremony’s about to start.”

Professor McGonagall had returned. One by one, the ghosts floated away through the opposite wall.

“Now, form a line.” Professor McGonagall told the first years, “and follow me.”

Ryan come to stand behind the Goyle.

This guy is pretty big in size. Ryan can’t see anything in the front.

And they walked out of the chamber, back across the hall, and through a pair of double doors into the Great Hall.

Ryan had never even imagined such a strange and splendid place. It was lit by thousands and thousands of candles that were floating in midair over four long tables, where the rest of the students were sitting.

These tables were laid with glittering golden plates and goblets. At the top of the hall was another long table where the teachers were sitting.

Seeing in the movie and looking with your eyes has completely different feeling.

Professor McGonagall led the first years up here, so that they came to a halt in a line facing the other students, with the teachers behind them.

The hundreds of faces staring at them looked like pale lanterns in the flickering candlelight. Dotted here and there among the students, the ghosts shone misty silver.

Mainly to avoid all the staring eyes, Ryan looked upward and saw a velvety black ceiling dotted with stars.

It was hard to believe there was a ceiling there at all, and that the Great Hall didn’t simply open on to the heavens.