Harry Potter’s Strongest Senior

"Harry Potter's Strongest Senior (!

"Sean!" A crisp female voice came, and Sean followed the sound.

Kris was wearing a light pink slim fit T-shirt and khaki linen slacks. This very ordinary dress seemed to have increased in price when worn on Kris.

Jerry looked like a hairy pig, and was held by Chris's hands on his chest. He looked at Sean with unsavoury eyes, as if he had seen his master.

"Chrissy, you've given it too much food." Sean took Jerry's hand, and the starting weight was over 15 kilograms, three or four times heavier than Hermione's Crookshanks.

"Look, how cute is chubby." Chris didn't think there was a problem.

"Jerry, I'm going to lose weight this semester." Shaking Jerry's chubby body.

Jerry seemed to understand, he let out a "meow" and glanced at Sean disdainfully.

"I went to Egypt and looked a lot more mature, Sean." Old Batty said after Chrissy.

"Director Crouch." Sean said.

"Take care of Chris at Hogwarts. I don't think there is a better student than you in the school." Old Barty said.

"Yes, Chris is my friend." Sean agreed with a smile.

Today is Wednesday. It stands to reason that at this time, Crouch and Arthur, the Ministry of Magic staff, have to go to work, but for the safety of the children, they still come to deliver them in person.

It's just that Arthur is on leave, and Crouch is being overridden by Fudge's power anyway, so it's better not to go to the Ministry of Magic.

"Hey, Sean, Chrissy, get on the train, I miss you all to death." On the train, Cassius shouted excitedly with his head out the window.

The two got into the car and ran into Snape in one of the Slytherin cars.

"Sit down, sit down." Snape tapped a chestnut on Sean's head.

"Professor, I just got in the car." Sean touched the back of his head and said aggrieved.

"After the opening ceremony in the evening, go to the principal's office." After leaving a sentence, Snape went to the next carriage.

"Sean, tell us about your thrilling story in Egypt." Cassius took out a handful of toffee and peas with a strange smell, and listened to the story seriously.

"Okay, it's boring to drive anyway." Sean pursed his lips, "Telling stories takes a lot of saliva, you have to invite me for a drink."

The train started at 1:00 a.m., 5 hours away from the destination Hogsmeade Station. During this time, the train was very lively, and a student who had not seen it during the summer vacation had endless words to say.

In a carriage in Gryffindor, Ron also told two friends about what happened in Cairo.

"Where did you just say." Ron stuffed a beef strip into his mouth.

"Being tricked into fake attractions by a liar." Harry listened with relish.

Hermione asked, "Isn't the kidnapping case yet?"

She had seen this report in the Daily Prophet, and Sean's name appeared in the report.

"Don't worry, I'll talk about it later." Ron cleared his throat. "Bill originally planned to take us to the attractions. Sean only had Galleon on him at the time, so he followed Bill to Gringotts for some golden lions."

Ron's description is naturally not as exciting as Sean himself. When it comes to storytelling, Sean is a professional.

The train went all the way north, through England, into Scotland, the sun went down, and the bright white light was transformed into a red afterglow.

"It's here, it's here." Sean took a sip of grape juice to moisten his throat, and after speaking for several hours, his throat was smoking.

"Ah, I haven't heard enough yet." Cassius said still.

"There is time to continue in the common room." Sean said. "Let's go, go back to the bedroom and change into the wizard's robe."

"Wait a minute, Sean, did you forget something?" Chris stopped Sean who was hugging Jerry.

"No, my luggage is in the space extension bag." Sean said.

Cassius patted Sean on the shoulder and said, "You have to get out of the car and lead the freshmen."

Sean was a little puzzled, "Why?"

"Because you are a prefect, have you forgotten?" Cassius said.

"When did I become a senior?" Sean tried hard to recall, but he didn't remember it at all.

Chris explained helplessly, "In the last potions class before the final exam last semester, the class voted and you weren't here, but you were still chosen as the male prefect."

"Ah, so that's the case. Why didn't you tell me when you were on vacation?"

"Why didn't you tell me, I told you in person." Cassius corrected, "You didn't take it to heart at all."

"That female prefect, needless to say, it's Chrissy," Sean said.

"Of course." Chris said a little arrogantly.

Chrissy pulled Sean out of the car and asked as she walked, "Do you know what the prefect is going to do? Forget it, you definitely don't know."

"Prefects need to patrol between classes to ensure that no students violate school rules, and they have the right to deduct other students' college points, but they cannot deduct other prefects, and the upper limit is only 20 points. After all, prefects are not professors."

"The prefect is also responsible for guiding the life and study of the students in the lower grades, and the prefect's assistance is also required for activities in the school."

"There is also a high probability that the prefect will become the president of the student council. Not only will the credits be added, but it can also be recorded in the honor rolls of each college."

Speaking of this, Chris glanced at Sean, "But you shouldn't care about this, the honor of being the champion of the four-school friendly match is much better than this."

"It sounds like a prefect's responsibilities seem to take up a lot of spare time." This is what Sean heard.

"This will indeed take up some spare time. The prefects must also participate in the meetings and activities of the student union. While gaining power, they must also fulfill their due obligations."

"Do you think it's troublesome?" Chris saw Sean's thoughts.

Sean was also blunt, "A little, you know, I like to be by myself in my spare time."

"Freshmen, first-year freshmen gather here and stand up for the team." Hagrid outside the train shouted while holding a kerosene lamp.

Sean and Chris walked to the freshmen's carriage and reminded the freshmen not to leave things behind. The two opened the door and watched the freshmen get off one by one.

"Oh, Sean, are you okay?" Hagrid greeted Sean enthusiastically when he saw Sean.

"Are you referring to what happened in Egypt? It doesn't feel bad." Sean laughed.

"We'll talk later, let's take the freshmen to the boat first." Hagrid shouted to the prefects behind him, "The prefects take the freshmen and gather at the Black Lake."

This class of freshmen is a bit smaller than Sean's, with 50 students. Sean's class had 60 students, which is the largest number of students in recent years.

"Wow, so tall, he's Hagrid, right? You're Sean Grylls, right? My name is Johnson McMillan." A little boy with tawny hair combed his back said excitedly.

"Hello, McMillan, you know me?" Sean asked curiously.

"There's a cousin in Hufflepuff, Ernie, who told me about you," Johnson said.

Sean thought for a while, Ernie McMillan seemed to be in the same class as Harry, one of the twenty-eight pure-blood families.

Sean's maverick style is often a topic of discussion among students. His privileges were exempted from classes, he participated in a four-school friendly match in the second year to help Hogwarts finally win the championship, and he petrified the professor in the first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

"They all said I should go to Hufflepuff like Ernie, but I think Slytherin is good too," Jonsson said.

"Well, if you are assigned to Slytherin, we welcome you." Sean responded friendly.

A handsome man came not far away, and he waved at Sean. It was Cedric from Hufflepuff.

"I knew that Slytherin's prefect would be you, and of course, you, Chrissy."

"Speaking of which, when the three of us entered the school, we sat in a box," Cedric recalled.

"Yeah, and Angelina Johnson from Gryffindor," Chris added.

After the fifth grade, the colleges elect male and female prefects. The fifth grade prefects manage the freshmen, the sixth grade prefects manage the second grades, and the seventh grade prefects manage the third and fourth grades.

Now Sean and his eight fifth-grade prefects led the freshmen to the Black Lake Ferry, and arranged for all the freshmen to get on the boat, and only eight people left to take the Thestral carriage.

"Come on, here." Cassius, who helped Sean hold Jerry, remained by the carriage waiting for the two of them.

"Come on, Cedric," Sean said.

On the carriage, Cedric couldn't help but chat with Sean about his experience in Egypt. After all, something so exciting might not happen once in a lifetime.

After returning to school, Sean went back to his single dormitory, took out the two flowers, and placed them by the window where the sunlight could shine.

Sean puts Jerry on the carpet, feeds it with a can of canned beef and warns Jerry.

"I know you can understand. You must not touch this flower. If it is damaged, I will cook you in a pot with oil."

This year's opening dinner is no different from previous years, except that there is an extra speech from students, and the student representative is Percy Weasley from the seventh grade of Gryffindor.

The Gryffindor table was the first to burst into applause, and Fred spat.

"Oops, Percy's going to be **** again."

George laughed, "He likes to do these things the most."

When the sorting ceremony opened, the freshmen lined up to be called up one by one, which surprised Sean. The little boy who had greeted him at the station, Jonathan McMillan, was really sorted into Slytherin.

This made his cousin Ernie a little disappointed, but Jonson himself was very happy. He quickly stepped into the Slytherin table and looked at Sean behind him.

After the meal, the prefect was responsible for taking the freshmen to the dormitory and arranging for their dormitory, but Dumbledore beckoned to Sean.

"Cassius~www.wuxiahere.com~ You help me take the new student, I have to go to Dumbledore."

"I'm very happy." Cassius has the opportunity to play the prestige of the senior.

In the headmaster's room, Snape was also called over, Dumbledore asked.

"Sean, did you pick all the snakeheads?"

"Ah, I remember very clearly that there were still several fruits on the tree, so I picked four."

Sean wondered why Dumbledore brought up the snakehead fruit again, and did he find something in Alcatraz.

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