Reincarnated in Britain, I go to Hogwarts

In the morning, a bunch of owls flew over the sky, bringing magazines, newspapers, snacks and parental care to the little wizards.

Gugu (the white-faced owl) also brought a package to Ans, which was goods from the pet store.

Since discovering Quirrell's abnormality, Ans has given up on his original plan. There is no sense of capriciousness. After all, the plan was made just to be discarded.

"What is this? A book?"

Cedric looked at the package curiously. In the past few years, it was rare to see Ans buying such small amounts of things. Most of them were snacks that lasted for almost one or two months, and a large amount of alchemy materials.

"No, it's a gift."

Shaking his head, Ans pressed the package, rarely letting Cedric touch it, which made him stunned for a moment, then smiled and nodded, looking at Cassandra, thinking he understood his best friend's intention.

This is a gift for beautiful girls!

How can I be touched by you big pig hooves!

Not paying attention to Cedric's somewhat lewd smile, Ans swallowed the sandwich and left with the package in one hand.

Unlike when Ans went out, Hermione happened to have a bad face and didn't seem to have slept well. She didn't want to involve the other party's little energy. Ans planned to go directly, but he didn't expect that his robe was held by the other party's little hand.

"Good morning, Hermione, don't worry so much, I just saw that you were in a bad mood, so..."

Thinking that the other party was angry because of her not saying hello, feeling the weak but strong pull, Ans had no choice but to carry the package and be taken away by her, and sat on the long table of Gryffindor.

For him as a Hufflepuff, the first-year students didn't react at all, but the eyes of the seniors from the second-year level up changed. As for the seniors, they also changed, becoming more and more mean-spirited.

"Ans, listen to me," Hermione first picked up a glass of orange juice and took a sip, "Hogwarts is the safest place in Britain?"

"That's hard to say." Ans rubbed his chin, facing each other from Slytherin's Cassandra. "Gringotts is also known as the safest, but there are people there before school starts." Has it been invaded? In the same way, Hogwarts might..."

Making a 'little bit' gesture, Anse said with a smile.

"There may be some flaws."

"After all, you can't strictly require 100% security for this school. There is no absolute security in this world. I can only say that Dumbledore will do his best to protect you."

That's right, it's you. Ans can protect himself.

"Okay... you make sense," Hermione cut a piece of sandwich and put it in her mouth to chew. "I want to tell you something. It's something very important and must be kept secret."

"Then I'd better not listen." Ans looked troubled, waved his hands and stood up, "You shouldn't tell me such things that need to be kept secret."

At this moment, Ans had a vague guess. Hermione had seen something and thought Hogwarts was 'unsafe'. She must not have gone to the Forbidden Forest yet, so she could only go to the third floor corridor where she had been warned. .

Sure enough, seeing Ans about to leave, Hermione hurriedly grabbed him, and regardless of whether he listened or not, she quickly told Ans what happened last night.

Things still happened between Draco and Harry. Because it was a flying lesson, Harry showed Draco off, but the other side was not convinced. In addition, there was resentment before, so this time he went straight to the head.

He arranged a midnight duel with Harry, then feinted a gun, reported it to Filch, and then waited quietly for Harry and others to be caught while traveling at night.

Of course, after Filch got the magic props, he was no longer the poor squib he once was. After a year of relaxation, his mind became much clearer. After all, he was an adult, and he still saw through Draco's attempt to divert trouble.

Plus, who is the person to be arrested?It's Harry Potter!He was the famous savior. If Filch dared to arrest people, he would be guilty of public outrage, so he just used his words to scare them.

Unexpectedly, the little lions wandering at night ran to the corridor on the third floor and directly looked at the three-headed dog inside the door.

This look at each other frightened little Hermione all night long. You could tell by the dark circles under her eyes that the other person had not slept well.

"The three-headed dog is actually not a ferocious creature, it just likes to eat meat."

Ans's bored look was in sharp contrast to Hermione's anxious expression across from him.

"Eat meat!! Ans, maybe you don't have this concept, but I was going to be eaten last night!!!"

The little witch roared loudly, and she felt astonished, as if she was sharing sad things with a friend, but the other person was laughing, which made her feel cold.

"No, no, no, I know this concept," Ans quietly retracted his hands into his sleeves. He had just reacted in time and added a layer of soundproofing spells. Others could only see Hermione standing up suddenly, as if performing a silent performance. Just like the play, "That three-headed dog belongs to Hagrid, and I am also the breeder of that three-headed dog."

"What? Breeder? Hagrid? You?!" Hermione opened her eyes wide and looked at Ans in surprise. "I mean, that three-headed dog, such a big three-headed dog (raising his hands and gesturing) The alpha dog is raised by the school?”

"Well...it was raised by Hagrid, but Dumbledore allowed it," Ans nodded as he lowered his head and took a sip of black tea. "If I insist on saying so, I can say it was raised by the school."

"Why do schools raise such vicious creatures? This is a school. What if the three-headed dog becomes vicious?"

At this moment, Hermione transformed into the school safety director, wearing a pair of glasses and looking very social.

"The three-headed dog is a 'gatekeeper' and 'keeper' in mythology." At this time, a cold voice sounded next to Ans. "So it's obvious, isn't it? The three-headed dog is guarding something. The principal also said it during the opening ceremony, but you entered, didn’t you?”

Cassandra appeared behind Hermione, making her startled. When she saw who it was, she sat down with a sigh of relief.

"It's so scary. Whether it's the three-headed dog or Cassandra, they're both too scary."

"Ok?"

"puff--"

Ans lowered his head and hid his smile, not looking at Hermione who had recovered and was startled again. She subconsciously compared Cassandra to the three-headed dog.

"Sorry, sorry," Hermione took out a napkin to wipe off the breakfast on herself, and turned back to look at Cassandra, "I didn't mean to!"

Would Cassandra have a problem with the little girl?

Of course not.

"So, have you seen what the three-headed dog is guarding?"

Ignoring the little witch whose face was gradually distorted because Cassandra put a hand on Hermione's shoulder because her acupuncture points were being pinched, Ans asked his question in a leisurely manner.

Although I know that there is a high probability that they will not go down, I am afraid that there will be another anomaly here.