We speak now of Ginny, who, hearing the person in the compartment announce his name, was shocked.
It's Draco?!
And he bought a muscle-gaining potion? Is it to fight Harry?
She memorized what Draco said and was about to tiptoe away.
But just as she lifted her foot, the sliding door burst open. Ginny looked up, cried "Aiya!" and her face went pale.
The one who opened the door was Draco Malfoy. Inside sat Crabbe and Goyle.
Ginny stared at Draco. "You... you've already started taking the potion?!"
At Flourish and Blotts, Draco had been slender. Now, he had three-tenths of Harry's build!
Draco snorted. "What's it to you, Weasley? What potions I take is none of your business."
"You... those are fake muscles! They're just maintained by magic!"
"Shut up, you idiot! The potion is just a supplement! This is all natural!"
Draco argued for a moment, then waved his hand. Crabbe and Goyle stood up and advanced on Ginny.
Ginny quickly pulled out her wand but retreated, trying to sound brave. "Don't you dare! I've learned a lot of powerful spells."
Crabbe and Goyle glanced at each other, unconcerned.
What powerful spells could a first-year know?
The two closed in, intending to shove Ginny to the floor. Malfoy, behind them, held the black notebook, ready to slip it to Ginny when she fell.
Goyle spread his arms, ready to push. But just as he reached out, an angry roar echoed:
"Hmph! You thieving avian curs! You dare harm my sworn sister!"
The newcomer was Harry, finished watching the show. Seeing Draco and his cronies, his anger surged.
He leaped forward, his five fingers spread like a tiger's claw, and seized Goyle's arm. With a sharp CRACK, his shoulder was dislocated.
"Aaaaaargh!! My arm!"
Goyle opened his mouth to call for Draco and Crabbe. But when he turned, the compartment was empty. Those two had already fled.
Goyle cursed inwardly, a cold sweat breaking out. He remembered last year, on this very train, when Harry had knocked him out with three punches.
What did he say last year?
Oh! Begging for mercy isn't heroic!
If I'm tough to the end, he'll let me go!
Goyle ground his teeth and shouted through the pain, "Come on, Harry Potter! I'm not afraid of you!"
Seeing him still defiant, Harry flew into a rage and punched him in the head.
"You scoundrel! You still dare to seek death!"
This fist, just like that fist last year, landed squarely on his temple, knocking Goyle out cold.
Ginny stared, dumbfounded. She knew Harry was strong, but this was the first time she had seen him in action. Ron and Hermione, unfazed, dragged G..."s body out of the compartment, taking it for themselves.
"Come in, Ginny. Don't just stand there."
Ginny, dazed, sat down and quickly told Harry about Malfoy's muscle potion.
Harry wasn't surprised. "That scoundrel is good at finding shortcuts. When I saw him just now, I thought my eyes were playing tricks on me."
Ron and Hermione clicked their tongues, thankful they had listened to Harry and hadn't skipped their training.
At sunset, they arrived at Hogwarts. Separating from the first-years, Harry and the other returning students headed to the castle.
When they reached the stone steps, it was quiet. The professor who usually led them was missing.
As they wondered, they heard a hearty laugh. A tall, thin figure strode out.
"Good evening, little wizards!"
"I know many of you want my autograph, but that will have to wait until after the feast."
Harry looked. It was Lockhart.
The sixth- and seventh-year witches shrieked, trembling. If Harry hadn't known it was Lockhart, he'd have drawn his saber, thinking they were possessed.
Lockhart preened like a peacock, making Harry frown, Hermione look confused, and Ron feel disgusted.
"I have to say, Professor Lockhart is the weirdest person I've ever met," Ron mused. "He just makes me feel sick."
Hermione nodded. "He seemed normal enough on the second floor of the bookstore. Now he's acting like he drank a Love Potion."
Harry spat. "Big Sister and Brother are right. Seeing the Professor today just makes my hands itch. I want to chop him a few times."
After a while, Lockhart finally finished his display and led the students into the Great Hall.
Once they were seated, McGonagall led the first-years in and, as usual, introduced the Sorting Hat.
"I hope Ginny doesn't get put in Slytherin," Ron said nervously. "Actually, Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff aren't great either."
Hermione rolled her eyes. "Ron, your entire family is in Gryffindor."
"Hm... was that a compliment or an insult?"
Just then, McGonagall began calling names.
"Creevey, Colin!"
A small boy with a camera around his neck scurried out of the crowd.
Colin nervously approached the stool. He had barely placed the hat on his head when it began to hum and haw.
"Ooh... such a difficult one first?"
"I must think... Aiya, Gryffindor?"
"What about Ravenclaw?"
Before the Hat could finish, Colin suddenly snatched the hat off his head. He took a shaky breath and, with a SMACK, threw it on the ground.
"I decide where I go!"
"I'm going to Gryffindor!"
A stunning act. The four house tables fell silent. A thousand students sat like statues. Even the professors at the high table stared, dumbfounded.
Into the silence, Harry's laugh and applause echoed. "Brother Colin! You truly have fate with Gryffindor!"
The Sorting Hat, furious at this bold move, was helpless.
The hat could only offer advice; it couldn't force a student who had already decided.
"Fine, you obnoxious little fanboy! Go on, go sit with your idol!"
Colin, overjoyed, ran to the Gryffindor table. "Harry Potter! I'm your biggest fan!"
"I heard... I heard you threw the Sorting Hat during your Sorting! I didn't dare at first, but the hat... it didn't seem to want to put me in Gryffindor..."
Seeing his idol, he was tongue-tied. The other first-years, hearing this, all began to get ideas.
So... we can choose our own house?
And so it was, a young lad at the sorting, throwing the hat, breaking the rules. He chose his own house and left, and the new hatchlings saw and wanted to follow. If you ask why Colin was so bold, it was because Harry, last year, had set the example. If you wish to know what happened next, you must listen to the next chapter.
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