I can enter Hogwarts in the last days

Chapter 14 The Hogwarts Express
Parting is always sad.

When the time came to September [-]st, Ian woke up early in the morning. After getting up from the bed and getting dressed, he moved his body a little to wake up completely.

After washing and checking the luggage again, he opened the compartment door, walked out of this very warm room although he lived there for a short time, and walked downstairs slowly.

Say goodbye to busy old Tom and walk out of the Leaky Cauldron alone with your luggage.Because I don't know the traffic routes in the city, I can only choose to take a taxi.

Enduring the driver's nagging for half an hour, I finally arrived at the destination of this trip, King's Cross Station, which is also a large railway terminal in central London. It was opened in 1852, and the daily flow of people is quite large.

Ian stopped and walked alone, enjoying a good breakfast in the station restaurant while admiring the scenery of a foreign country. Although it was the same British cuisine as before, he still tasted the taste of happiness on this special day .

After all, as an HP fan, is there anything happier than boarding the Hogwarts Express?
It is worth mentioning that even though Ian has been low-key enough to go out, his handsome appearance still attracts the attention of countless girls (women?). The wall between the platform and the tenth platform.

As soon as he got close to here, he clearly noticed that the eyes of passers-by around him disappeared in an instant. It was obviously the effect of the Muggle Repelling Curse, and he entered Platform Nine and Three Quarters without any danger.

The medieval architectural style platform, the old steam locomotive, and the red and black mottled body are full of sense of history. At this moment, the platform is full of countless little wizards with luggage.

The anticipation of the start of school and the sadness of parting are also intertwined. The unexplained tweets of various pets are combined with the sound of playing and playing, and various noisy sounds can be heard endlessly.

Ian naively thought that once he entered the station, he would be free from interference, but it turned out that he was still too young and underestimated his charm.

Although it would not cause a sensation like before with the blessing of the dress, every word and deed was silently watched the whole time.Perhaps due to the presence of the parents, the girls were a little reserved. As for how to behave on the train, it is unknown.

Looking at the girls with obvious "bad intentions" and those more eyes rolling with a look of certainty, Ian boarded the train quickly with a little vigilance.

He thought he could avoid it like this, but he didn't know it was in his hands. Looking at Ian who hurried into the car, the girls collectively showed a harvest expression of prey in the cage.

Carrying this ordinary suitcase, strolling on the train, there is still a long time before 11 o'clock.Although the compartment was a little empty, Ian still planned to find a compartment at the back.

He likes to be low-key and quiet. He is currently in the last two carriages, and finally found a space he likes. After placing his luggage, he closed the door smoothly.

Sit by the side of the window, and you can clearly look at the platform through the half-covered window.As time passed, and I don't know how long it took, there were more and more passengers on the platform.And unfortunately, it started to rain lightly at this moment.

"Watching movies before, I always felt that every time the protagonists took the Hogwarts Express, they would be embarrassed to start the train if it didn't rain."

Ian couldn't help complaining, feeling that he was right to come early.

Some of the wizards on the platform had umbrellas in their hands, and the students hurriedly bid farewell to their families in the smoky rain. Although they were a little embarrassed, they were very warm.Ian looked at the picture-like scene in front of him, silent.

"drop……"

The ear-piercing sound of the old locomotive broke the tranquility, and thick white smoke filled the sky above the platform, as if reminding the students who were still procrastinating, urging them to get on the train as soon as possible.

But all of this has nothing to do with Ian. From the very beginning, he made an admission plan for himself. First of all, he will not have too much to do with Harry. I believe that after the chief director Dumbledore gets the script from him, he will explain it in more detail. Optimization belongs to the growth path of the savior.

As time went by, the train sped across apparently barren fields, followed by woods, winding rivers and dark green hills.

The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier. Ian narrowed the gap of the window a little. As long as he didn't get caught in the rain, he didn't hate the rain.

The corridor in the front carriage gradually became lively, but this did not affect Ian at the end of the train for the time being. England in the rain in September was still cool.

He took out a blanket from the suitcase to cover his body, opened "The Power of Darkness: A Guide to Self-Defense", and read it slowly. In fact, after buying the book yesterday, Ian tried some of the simple magic tricks. Not surprisingly, it was naturally unsuccessful.

However, he still understands the truth of thick accumulation, so he cherishes the time to study quietly.

"Sorry, is anyone here? The other places are full..."

Ian had to look away from the book, because someone was knocking on the door. He turned his head and looked out of the box. The little girl with brown fluffy hair, fair and tender skin, and wearing a plain sweater and jeans was struggling to drag a The big leather suitcase stood on the aisle with a slightly disturbed expression.

"As you can see, there are still many vacancies here, please feel free."

Ian recognized the somewhat embarrassed little girl at first sight, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.It’s fine if you’re not black. Although it’s not discriminatory, it’s still hard to accept the setting that Miss Know-it-all is black.

Seeing the handsome and tall senior in front of her, helping herself to put the heavy suitcase on the shelf at the top of the compartment, Hermione quickly said thank you.

As a young wizard from a Muggle family, he left his parents and set foot on the mysterious Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry alone to study.Hermione appeared to be very strong on the surface, and often even used a slightly arrogant tone to disguise herself, but she didn't have a trace of timidity and fear in her heart.

After all, she was only 11 years old.

Although she will be 12 years old in 12 days, but [-] years old is still a little girl who goes out alone for the first time.

At this moment, on the train to Hogwarts, she met the only person who offered to help her.Looking at the senior sitting across from him who was as delicate and angular as an ancient Roman sculpture, she suddenly felt a little more at ease.

"My name is Hermione Granger, a freshman at Hogwarts."

Hermione plucked up her courage and stretched out her right hand proactively.

Looking at the white, soft and boneless little hand in front of him, Ian froze for a moment, then stretched out his hand to shake it lightly, staring slightly into Hermione's eyes.

He smiled and said, "Ian Titus. You can call me Ian. I can be considered a freshman at Hogwarts. After all, I delayed my admission for a few years because of other things."

"You can also call me Hermione." Hermione's face suddenly turned slightly red.

He looked at the reserved girl in front of him speechlessly, blushing for nothing but saying hello.

Although he became a little shy, Ian was still very aware of Hermione's talent in magic. The other party was able to learn most of the elementary spells by himself just one month before school started.

She must have special insights into magic, and she will definitely gain something from communicating with her in the future.This is also the reason why he sold well in the first place and gained a sense of presence.

　New book, please collect, please collect, please collect, thank you readers.

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