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Harry Potter: Starting Over at Hogwarts

in 1989. Freshmen at Hogwarts are full of talent. A freshman named Wilson Wright entered Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. -------------x---------------- This is a translation. Original is Written by thick ink book. The author of "Behind the Scenes in Naruto World." -------------x---------------- If you want, support me on Patreon: p@treon.com/IHaveNoNamingSense Join my new Discord Server: https://discord.com/invite/DPcmAzAy

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Chapter 37: To Avoid Hufflepuff Getting Hurt While Mediating, Let's All Stop Fighting

Everyone present knew how much Wilson valued his friends.

He even gave up the chance to join Gryffindor at the Sorting Ceremony and instead went into Hufflepuff, which had always been less notable at Hogwarts.

"I'm sorry!"

A dark-skinned girl from Gryffindor stepped forward again, looking very responsible: "This was my mistake. If you think…"

"There's no need to apologize."

Wilson interrupted impatiently, his face cold: "If apologies were useful, why are we here learning magic?"

"So what do you want?"

The girl couldn't help frowning. She had a fiery temper and would admit her faults, but what was Wilson's problem?

"This attitude…"

Wilson looked at her and slowly raised his wand: "It seems you're not sincere about apologizing…"

"No, I didn't mean…"

The girl felt there was a misunderstanding and quickly tried to explain.

However...

The gray-haired boy didn't want to hear it.

Wilson raised his wand to the sky!

"Ignis Tempestas."

With Wilson's incantation, a red flame shot from his wand into the sky, quickly expanding into a massive fireball. The intense heat made everyone uneasy.

In the next moment, the fireball exploded like fireworks, scattering smaller fireballs that fell rapidly from the sky!

This guy...

He resorted to magic without a second thought, launching a large-scale attack!

Fireballs with red tails traced graceful arcs, like shooting stars, towards the Gryffindor and Slytherin crowds.

"Wait…"

A voice came from the Gryffindor crowd: "This has nothing to do with us!"

Voices from Slytherin joined in: "Hey, Wilson, we didn't hurt Cedric! Are you declaring war on Slytherin?"

"I don't care."

Wilson swung his wand, directing the spell at all the first years from both houses: "When my friend gets hurt in a conflict, I want those responsible to feel his pain..."

With Wilson's guidance, fireballs rained down on the square, knocking young wizards to the ground, frantically putting out flames on their robes.

Just one spell!

And Gryffindor and Slytherin first years were utterly defeated, unable to find a way to resist!

"Help me! Someone help!"

"Mom! Dad! I want to go home!"

"Aguamenti! Don't panic, use the Water-Making Spell!"

Among the panicked young wizards, some remained clear-headed. This morning, Gryffindor and Slytherin had a Charms class together where Professor Flitwick taught the simple Aguamenti spell!

Even so, the square remained chaotic.

In fact, Wilson only used the simplest fire spell, which wouldn't be life-threatening if handled properly.

But the falling fireballs were terrifying...

In the midst of the fearful screams, a few mentally strong young wizards ran around, helping their classmates extinguish the flames on their robes.

"Wilson."

The Hufflepuff boy who had helped put Cedric to sleep approached and asked quietly: "Although someone hurt Cedric, many others are innocent. Shouldn't we help them now that they're hurt?"

Hufflepuffs were indeed kind-hearted.

This Hufflepuff boy was Elvin Bones, who happened to be the nephew of this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

"Don't worry, they won't die."

Wilson shook his head slowly and said softly: "But we should think of a way to solve the problem to prevent future conflicts…"

"..."

Elvin didn't know what to say.

As long as they don't die, there's no need to worry? Is it Wilson who's off, or is Hogwarts always this dangerous?

Wilson looked at the boy beside him and asked: "Erwin, do you know why they fought today?"

"It seems it's because of you…"

Elvin's face showed some embarrassment.

The conflict between the Slytherin and Gryffindor first years was a fallout from the Sorting Ceremony. Wilson's refusal to join Gryffindor gave Slytherin a reason to mock them.

Gryffindor?

Not even dogs would go there!

Such insults caused the conflict.

Elvin tried to tactfully explain the reason for the conflict to Wilson.

But as a Hufflepuff, he had to be honest in his words, and Hufflepuffs usually weren't great with words...

From Elvin's detailed description, Wilson roughly understood that his image wasn't great in Slytherin either.

After all, he had fought three Slytherin first years on the train.

"Alright…"

Wilson sighed and shook his head: "Since I caused this conflict, let me end it…"

"How will you end it?"

Elvin's face was full of curiosity.

Wilson didn't answer but walked towards the center of the square. Many young wizards, seeing his movement, felt a bit scared.

This dangerous Hufflepuff first year...

Had just used one spell to defeat all the first years from two houses!

In terms of magical power, Wilson was on a completely different level from other first years!

"Quiet down, I want to say a few words."

Wilson spread his arms, signaling everyone to quiet down: "No one wanted what happened today. So, I just thought of a way to avoid future conflicts…"

"..."

Everyone curiously looked at Wilson.

This guy, who had just attacked two houses, now said he had a way to resolve the Gryffindor and Slytherin conflict?

That was a century-old problem!

Even Dumbledore couldn't solve it!

No headmaster in Hogwarts' thousand-year history had found a suitable solution!

But...

They were thinking too much.

"From today…"

Wilson looked at everyone and calmly proposed: "To avoid our Hufflepuff classmates, like Cedric, from getting hurt while mediating, I hope Gryffindor and Slytherin can restrain themselves and stop fighting…"

"..."

The young wizards all felt question marks forming over their heads.

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