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After hours of the trip, the train finally slowing down. I suppose we have finally arrived at what Ron called Hogsmeade Station. The sky outside has gotten dark, and a moon shines bright amidst by stars that give a bit of light.
After the train stops, the four of us get off the train. "Firs'-years fis' yeh- c'mon here firs' yeh", we spot a huge man standing calling us, the first years to gather around.
"Bloody hell, He is huge- how tall you think he is?" I ask them quietly. "He must be more than seven feet tall" Ron answers, sound as surprised as I am.
We walk to where the man stands and waiting for other first-years to come. "He is Hagrid by the way" Harry suddenly breaks the silence between the three of us. "have you met him be-," though before I could finish my sentence Hagrid suddenly beams at Harry, "Hello Harrieh nice to see yeh again, I see you've made some friends 'eh?", Harry smiles and welcomes him back.
After everyone has gathered, Hagrid leads us to a huge lake with small boats floating at it. He then guides us to get on the boat and explains the tradition of the first-year students to cross the lake called "The Great Lake" or also known as "The Black Lake" to Hogwarts.
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Each of the small boats seems perfectly big enough to fit several people, I get in the same boat as Hermione, Harry, and Ron. In less than five minutes, all students seem to have gotten pairs for the boat ride, but Hagrid.
He gets into a small boat that can totally fit him alone, which is located in front of the other tiny boats. After he makes sure that all of the students have gotten in, the tiny wooden boats start to flow slowly and steadily yet it looks like someone has cast a spell on them. I am sure it is Hagrid.
We all look astonishedly amazed by how beautiful and enchanting the panoramas around Hogwarts are during the ride.
The boat ride in the black lake is extremely remarkable. I can see the castle's window lighten up. It is magically beautiful, I think to myself.
Under the moonlight, the little boat carries us through a curtain of ivy which hides a wide crack in the cliff face. Then the boat leads us along a dark tunnel, which appears to take us right underneath the castle. And it finally stops.
"I already love this place", I say, gazing through the scenery of the magical castle as we get off the wooden boat. "I second that", Harry grins admiring the view.
Hagrid then instructs us to follow him to the castle door, he raises his gigantic fist and knocks it three times on the door.
It swings open at once and I can see a tall, black-haired woman with robes (quite similar to the one's grandma Tina has) stands there. She has green eyes and a very stern face. She's definitely not a person who tolerates jokes and pranks, I think to myself feeling a bit scared.
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