HP Magic Biography

The more the train goes north, the heavier the rain is, the sky is pitch black, the windows are foggy, and lanterns are lit at noon.

The dining car quackled along the corridor, and Harry bought a large pot of cakes to share.

In the afternoon, several friends, including Finnigan, Dean and Neville, came to visit them.

Because of Fanlin's body, he didn't want to be watched, especially on the Hogwarts train.

The Daily Prophet has spread his reports, which can be said to be overwhelming.

Of course, he will be watched, just like a monkey in a zoo, which feels very bad.

With the help of Hermione, Fanlin completed the transformation of Animagus.

He took the place of Crookshanks, and he slept as the innermost seat of the box.

In fact, it's okay to be held by Hermione, but the girl probably won't want to.

Seamus still wears his Irish satin knot, some of its magic power seems to have been consumed, although it is still "Tiger! Mallet! Moran!" This squeaks, but it is already a weak, fast drain The sound is exhausted.

Several people asked about Fanlin as soon as they came in, and they asked if it was true.

After getting the affirmative answer, the topic about Fanlin was a spoken language that I knew.

Neville seemed to notice that Hermione had a new pet, but he didn't mention it.

The few little wizards regretted that Fanlin was absent, and the rest was at least Quidditch.

Of course, no one would mention about the dark wizard, but Quidditch before Fanlin's power was very topical.

After about half an hour, Hermione, tired of the endless Quidditch conversation, began to read the Standard Charms textbook again. The fourth grade tries to learn a summoning spell.

Neville listened jealously to the conversation of others revisiting the World Cup.

"Grinzo doesn't want to go," he said painfully, "would not buy tickets, although it sounds surprising."

"Yes," Ron said. "Look at this, Neville..."

He checked the box on the luggage rack and dragged out a miniature statue of Victor Krum.

"Wow!" Neville yelled enviously, and Ron pushed Krum into his chubby hand.

"We also saw him very closely," Ron said. "We were in the upper class at the time."

"That was the first and last time in your life, Weasley."

Draco Malfoy appeared in the corridor. Behind him stood Carla and Gore. They were his best buddies. They were tall and big, like criminals. They were at least a foot taller this summer. Obviously, When Dean and Seamus left the door open, they heard the conversation through the car door.

"Don't say you want to join us, Malfoy." Harry said coldly.

Malfoy was taken aback for a moment, he glanced around quickly, he had to make sure that guy was not there, otherwise...

"Weasley...what's that?" Malfoy asked, pointing to Pi Weijun's cage.

One sleeve of Ron's robe dangled from the cage, swaying as the train moved.

"Second-hand clothes, you're the same, Weasley."

"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron drank Malfoy's clenched hands and pulled back his fullness, his flushed face the color of pig liver. Malfoy laughed loudly from this, and Cleiber and Gore smirked.

"It seems that you didn't intend to sign up, did you, Weasley? This is a matter of course. If you can find a cost that suits your family..."

"What are you talking about?" Ron said sharply.

"Are you going to sign up?" Malfoy repeated, "I think you will, Potter, you never miss any chance to show off, right?"

"Either explain what you said or get away, Malfoy." Hermione from the Standard Charms textbook. "Fourth Grade" raised his head and said angrily.

An unexpected smile flicked across Malfoy's pale face.

"Don't tell me you don't know." He said happily, "Your dad and your brother are in the ministry, and you don't know? God! My dad told me years ago... from Cornell Fudge That sounds like it sounds, but at that time, Dad often interacted with high-level people in the ministry... Maybe your dad didn’t know about it, Weasley... Yes, they probably wouldn’t talk about important matters in the ministry in front of him. ..."

Laughing again, Malfoy gestured to Carat and Gore, and the three of them left.

Ron stood up and slammed the door of the carriage behind them. He tried so hard that the glass shattered.

This shocked Fan Lin, and the hair on his body stood up.

How to say, the normal reaction of the cat being frightened.

"Ron!" Hermione yelled reproachfully. She drew out her wand and said "Recover!"

The broken glass flew up to reconstitute one piece, and then flew back to the door.

"Okay, just assume he knows everything, we don't..." Ron roared: "Dad often interacts with high-level people in the ministry... Dad can get a promotion at any time... He is just happy to be in his current position. ..."

"Of course it is." Hermione said calmly. "Don't take Malfoy's words seriously, Ron—"

"Huh! Seriously! Dreaming!" Ron picked up a leftover cake and stuffed it into his mouth together.

During the next trip, Ron was still in a bad mood. They changed into school uniforms. He didn't speak much. When the Hogwarts Express slowed down slowly and finally stopped at the dark Hogsmeade station, He was still angry.

The train door opened and there was a thunder, Hermione locked Crookshanks in a cage, and Fanlin took Crookshank's place, he was in Hermione's arms, covered by a cloak.

Cats can't catch cold, Crookshanks' cage is good, but you can't put a person in it.

Fanlin slept groggyly, and he even drank some spiritual potions, which made him lie down the whole time.

Hermione said he would be called for dinner~www.readwn.com~ Ron hugged the piggy and got off the train. Facing the pouring rain, they lowered their heads, squinted and moved forward. Now the rain is falling dense and fast, and it seems that buckets of ice water are constantly pouring down from their heads.

"Hi, Hagrid!" Harry yelled when he saw a tall figure at the far end of the platform.

"Hey! Harry?" Hagrid turned his head and waved his hand. "If you don't drown, see you at the celebration!"

According to tradition, first-year students always arrive at Hogwarts Castle by boat with Hagrid through the lake.

"Oh, I can't imagine crossing the lake in this kind of weather," Hermione said eagerly, and they were with the crowd, walking slowly along the dark platform in small steps. A hundred carriages without horses were waiting for them outside the station. Harry, Ron, Hermione, Neville and a cat crawled into one of them gratefully.

Soon after, the door closed with a bang.

A few minutes later, with the violent shaking, the car began its journey squeaky, splashing with muddy water, and staggering on the road to Hogwarts Castle.