"You're Mr. Prins?!

It's my pleasure to pick out a wand for you. "

Ollivander's respect for Posthumous didn't seem like the attitude he should have for a child who had just turned ten.

After all, it was not a bad thing to be on good terms with a future Master Potioneer.

"Try this, Mr. Prins."

Ollivander quickly took out a long box from the middle of the shelf, opened it, took out the wand, and handed it to Pessatuben. "Birch wood, 10 inches, unicorn hair."

Bosatu took the wand and felt a strong gust of wind in his body. It was hard to control it when he used his right hand that was holding the wand.

"Hmm, it doesn't look like this," Ollivander said to himself. "Try this.

It should be this! "

Posatuben took it back. It was a very plain looking wand. It was brown in color, and the body of the wand was almost smooth like branches and leaves. There was a small snake coiled on the handle, and the appearance was very delicate.

The moment it touched the wand, it was as if a clear stream of water flowed out unobstructed.

"This is it!"

Ollivander introduced the wand to Pessatuben. "10 and 3 inches, alder wood, phoenix tail feather core. It's worth mentioning that this was given to you by an old phoenix that had lived for a long time before it died. It's amazing, isn't it? There really is a creature that can give you magic materials."

Pessatuben was very excited. After all, to be able to have a magic wand that belonged to him alone was enough to make his heart beat faster.

Ollivander only saw Pessatuben smiling. This made the owner of the wand shop feel that the heir of the Prince family, a ten-year-old child, was indeed extraordinary.

After walking out of the wand shop, Pessatuben found a deserted corner and teleported back to Princes Manor.

"Gigi." Pessatuben called.

The house-elf seemed to be on standby and appeared in front of him in the next second. "Master Prins."

"I just wanted to ask, can you come with me to the Hogwarts?" After all, the house-elf was very efficient sometimes.

Gigi obviously did not expect Pessatuben to ask this question. "There are house-elves in the Hogwarts, so they usually don't allow it. But maybe I can apply?"

"Hmm." Pessatuben thought about it and felt that it was not necessary. Assuming that the matter itself was not that complicated, it was not worth it to try to make it simpler. "Forget it, Gigi, when I'm at school, help me take care of the plant in the basement."

"Yes!

Gigi promises to complete the mission. "

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Ten o 'clock, King's Cross Station. Among the pedestrians coming and going, Posthumben was wearing casual clothes and dragging a small suitcase, looking for platform nine and three quarters. If it weren't for the fact that underage Wizards couldn't use wands alone, a small Seeking Charm wouldn't have to waste so much effort looking for the platform. Posthumben thought to himself. Unfortunately, he hadn't mastered the Wandless Form of the Seeking Charm yet. It was better not to use it in case of an accident.

"Hurry up, children."

An energetic middle-aged woman with ginger red hair jogged over with a cart full of luggage, followed by four boys with the same hair color.

Hair color represents family, Pessatuben thought to himself. He silently took out his ticket, pretending to be knocked down, and dropped it at Molly's feet.

"I'm so sorry, child. Are you okay?"

Molly said as she picked up Pessatuben's ticket and said in surprise, "You're going to the Hogwarts too?

What's your name, child? "

"Pessatuben, Persatuben Prins, Madam."

Her black hair was neatly tied up in front of her chest. "I'm a new student this year."

The Weasley family in front of him was the poor and childless Weasley family, the passionate Molly, the unsociable Percy, and the wacky twins. Yep, the last little one should be Ron. Next year would be the time when Harry would start school.

"Come, child, come with us. Bring your luggage," Molly said as she walked forward. "George, Fred, stop winking, you're all going to be late!"

Passing through the membrane-like wall, Pessatuben was pleasantly surprised by the scene in front of him.

The clamor of people, the paper cranes and owls flying all over the place, everything was so lively.

"Hurry up and get in the car. Remember to bring your luggage. Percy, take care of your brother. George, Fred, behave in school.

Okay, okay, hurry up and find a seat.

Pösa, good luck, child. "After waiting for them to get on the car, Molly pulled Ron back.

"Wait, what did that child say his name was!?" Molly suddenly became excited. "Prins!

He's the heir!

I actually saw the heir of the Prins' family. "

Ron looked at Molly in confusion, not quite understanding what his mother was so excited about.

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Once on the train, the twins went their separate ways with their brother.

Pessatuben was pulled into a carriage by the twins.

"You're the Prins?" "That Prince family?"

The duet sounded in his ears. Pessatuben suddenly felt that it was a wrong decision to follow them in. Clearly, he did not know how to deal with such enthusiastic people.

"Yes — if you're talking about the Prins related to magic potions, that's me."

"You're only ten years old?" "That tall?"

"You're actually the heir of the Prince family!"

Pessatuben looked helplessly at George and Fred. "To be precise, the Prince family chose me to continue the family. I don't think it's something to be proud of."

"You're so low-key." "There's only one page of you in the newspaper, and it's not even the size of a palm."

"Is that so?"

Pessatuben smiled and happened to see a snack cart coming towards them. "Want some candy?

It's my treat. "As the head of the family, gold coins were a must.

"Then we'll do as you say." "We're very grateful for your generosity, Mr. Prins." The two did not seem to have any intention of refusing.

Posatuben had booked half of the snack cart. He picked up a magical chocolate frog and was about to open it.

George and Fred both stared at Pessatuben's actions.

The moment the chocolate frog jumped out, Pessatuben used his superb reflexes to grab it and put it into his mouth. As expected of a popular food, the taste was not bad.

"With all due respect, gentlemen, you haven't introduced yourselves." Pessatuben looked at the two as he ate.

Embarrassment was not an expression that would appear on the wacky twins.

"I'm George Weasley, second year of Gryffindor." "Fred Weasley, second year of Gryffindor."

"Nice to meet you," Pessatuben said.

"Pösa, can I call you that? Are you interested in doing a little experiment with us?

It's very interesting. "George sat beside Pessatuben and put his arm around his neck.

Pessatuben, who knew the two's character well, was not fooled. "I have a better suggestion. Let's invest."

"Invest." * 2. It was obvious that the two had a strong interest in this word.

In the following time, the three of them agreed on a series of terms and conditions. Of course, Pessatuben felt that his biggest benefit was that the two would not use him as a test subject in the future. However, if the two knew that he was about to enter Slytherin, the expressions on their faces would be very interesting, Pessatuben thought with a wicked sense of humor.

When night fell, the train finally stopped at the end of the line. The new students, who had changed their clothes, got off the train one after another.

The one who came to receive the new students was still the half-giant Rupert Haig. Hmm, maybe the difference in height made the lively children more obedient?

"See you later!" * 2

"See you later."

Pessatuben said goodbye to George and Fred and walked to the other side.

They sat in a boat that could only seat four people and slowly sailed from the black lake to the other side of the lake. Under the night sky, the castle shone brightly — Hogwarts.

"It's so beautiful," a little girl on the boat said in amazement.

"I really hope my Muggle parents can see this," a little boy from a Muggle family sighed.

Pessatuben quietly looked at everything in front of him. It was both illusory and real. I'll be able to see Severus soon. I wonder how he's doing. Did he meet Lily? Is he happier?

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Haig sent the new students to the castle gate.

"Now, you just have to follow the stairs. The professor will guide you." The big man said and left. He still had to guard the forbidden forest.

Pessatuben followed the group up the stairs silently. From time to time, he would look at the hanging paintings around him. The people in the paintings were also looking at the new students.

Some of the new students were also surprised and sighed.

"Welcome to Hogwarts." A professor of about forty years old stood at the top of the stairs and stopped the new students.

"You can call me Professor Mcgonagall.

The opening banquet is about to begin. Before you take your seats in the dining hall, you must first determine which school you will be entering.

The sorting of schools is a very important ceremony, because during your time in school, the school will be like your home in Hogwarts.

You will have to attend classes with other students, stay in the school dormitory together, and spend long hours in the school's common room together. "

Professor Mcgonagall continued, "The names of the four schools are: Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin.

Each school has its own glorious history and has nurtured outstanding male and female Wizards.

During your time at Hogwarts, your outstanding performance will earn bonus points for your House, while any infractions will result in a deduction of points for your House.

At the end of the year, the school with the highest score will win the School Championship, which is a great honor.

I hope that no matter which school you are assigned to, you will win glory for your school. "

"In a few minutes, the sorting ceremony will be held in front of all the teachers and students.

I suggest that you tidy yourselves up and look more spirited while you wait. "

"When everything is ready, I will come to pick you up.

Be quiet while you wait.

”

Obviously, Professor Mcgonagall was quite dignified. The new students checked their collars and sleeves to see if they were even. Pessatuben rubbed the Master's Ring on his left index finger, which was hidden under his long sleeve, and looked forward to the moment when he would see Severus.

Not long after, Professor Mcgonagall returned and motioned for everyone to follow.

The huge door opened automatically without any manual labor. Four long rows of tables and chairs, candles floating in the air, and the same weather as outside, all showed the magic of this place.

Pessatuben even saw George and Fred waving at him and chuckling with their heads bowed. It was as if he could see their expressions when the sorting ceremony began.

Pessatuben saw Severus. The Professor's face was tense, and his eyes were fixed on the row of tables and chairs in Slytherin Academy.

"Line up, children." Professor Mcgonagall stood on the platform and said, holding a list in his hand.

Next to him was a chair with a tattered hat on it.

Pessatuben knew that it was the sorting hat.

"When I call your name, come up and sit on the chair." Professor Mcgonagall picked up the hat with his empty hand.

"Leica Brown."

"Hufflepuff!"

Cheers came from Hufflepuff Academy.

"Johnny Tangit."

"Ravenclaw!"

This time, it was Ravenclaw who cheered. Obviously, the cheers weren't as enthusiastic as the previous one, but it was understandable. It was normal for the school nicknamed the nerds to be quieter.

After another dozen or so people passed, the four schools were assigned new students.

Finally, it was Pessatuben's turn.

"Persatuben Prins."

When Professor Mcgonagall called his name, the hall suddenly fell silent. Even the Professors looked at the chair in the center.

Pessatuben slowly walked forward, his face expressionless. His eyes met Severus's for a moment, but he quickly looked away.

The moment their eyes met, Pessatuben's heart suddenly beat faster, but he hid it well.

At this time, Severus looked like he was 30 years old. If Severus was so adorable that it made Pessatuben's heart ache, the current Severus was clearly enough to make Pessatuben's heart flutter.

As expected of the prodigy of the Snake Institute. With that thought, the sorting hat was placed on Pessatuben's head.

Hmm … You're very knowledgeable, very suitable for Ravenclaw. You're independent, not suitable for Hufflepuff. You have unusual courage. Could it be that you're Gryffindor?

Mr. Sorting Hat, I'm a Prins. I think I'm more suitable for Slytherin.

Oh, shrewdness, power, and ambition. Who are you looking for, child?

Yes, sir. I'm looking for someone.

Your words remind me of many years ago. There was a child like you who said he had to enter Slytherin and wait for someone to come back.

Could it be Severus?

Pessatuben wasn't sure.

Then I hope you have a good time in the Academy, child, said the sorting hat.