"They still won't say anything, Bella, what are we going to do?"

"Don't be in a hurry, little Barty, we have time. ”

“…… Is that their kid over there? What's his name?"

"It seems to be called ......"

"Neville!"

Like a thunderclap exploding in his ears, Neville suddenly woke up from the confusion, the whispers in his ears suddenly stopped, and the scene before him became clear and real—he was in an ordinary bus, with Luna beside him, tilting her head and looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"I'm fine. ”

Neville breathed a sigh of relief, then said to Luna apologetically, "I'm sorry, I'm distracted again, where did we just go?"

"It's almost time to get off the train. ”

Luna gestured out the window to the enlarged King's Cross station, which was September 1, 1993, the day the Hogwarts students were back to school and the first day of Neville's third-year life.

"Oh, okay. ”

Neville answered, and he got up from his seat, almost 1.8 meters tall and muscular, not at all like a student who had just turned thirteen years old - many adult wizards were not as tall and muscular as him, compared to him,

When the bus came to a stop, Neville got off the bus with Luna with his heavy suitcase, and then went to line up to buy tickets and check in to enter the station.

This year, neither Neville nor Luna's family came to see them off, but the two of them didn't have any trouble, and everything went well, except for a small episode when they checked in: an old man who looked very old and had white hair was at a loss for what was going on in front of the station machine, and judging by the wand he was holding, he was clearly a wizard.

Due to the disconnect caused by the long-term lack of contact with Muggle society, it is not uncommon for many wizards to lack common sense knowledge of machines and other equipment, especially for older wizards who rarely travel far away, and Floo nets and portkeys are also a convenient means of doing so.

So, Neville walked over to the old man, intending to help. And when he saw the old man stealthily pointing the end of his wand at a Muggle worker at the train station, his pace quickened even more, and he rushed forward in only three or five steps, blocking the Muggle and the old wizard.

"Uh, sir, please put away the ...... That stick, I can help you get through. Neville said, stealthily showing him his wand.

"Oh?"

The old wizard glanced at Neville, he was tall, taller than Neville, and he had all the characteristics that an old man should have, such as age spots, but he didn't have that dying twilight.

If you don't take into account death, the average life expectancy of wizards is much stronger than that of Muggles, and this is still the result of the improvement of modern medical technology, otherwise the gap is even greater.

And the Philosopher's Stone that Neville came into contact with when he was in his first grade also proved that some legends, such as the elixir of life, were indeed based on facts, but it was a pity that even the current wizards could not determine the authenticity of more legends, such as those popular stories in the "Poet Bedou Tales".

The reality of the moment becomes history, history becomes a story, stories become legends, legends evolve into myths, and finally disappear in the long river of time, leaving only a few words, a scale and a half claw.

"Have you already bought a ticket?" asked Neville.

The old wizard nodded, took a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to Neville, saying, "I bought it for someone else, but the last time I took the train here, it wasn't so troublesome. ”

Neville took the ticket and found that it was destined for the same destination as his, and he didn't think much of it, and helped the old wizard through the ticket gate with his hands and feet. Then he looked at an old leather case on the ground, Neville shrugged his shoulders and picked it up.

"Hmm......"

Neville glanced at the box in some surprise, then passed through the ticket gate as if nothing had happened, and returned the box to the old wizard.

The old wizard's face, which had always been calm and composed, finally turned to a wave, he took the box, looked at Neville with interest, and then suddenly asked, "Are you Neville Longbottom?"

"Hmm...... That's right, it's me. Neville looked at the old wizard in confusion and asked, "How do you know my name?"

"You're more famous than you think, kid. The old wizard said with a smile.

"Really?"

Neville scratched his head a little embarrassed, still happy. In fact, he didn't know that he wasn't famous recently, before he entered Hogwarts, almost all British wizards knew about his existence, and Neville was also a "child of someone else's" who lived in the ears of his peers since he was a child-

It's a pity that it's the kind of negative textbook.

"I'm going to Hogwarts too, so I'll take the lead. ”

"No problem. ”

Neville didn't think about it, and then Luna came over, and she never looked away from the old wizard after seeing him.

"Ahem. ”

Neville coughed lightly, reminding him that it wasn't rude to keep staring at someone like this. It's a pity that Luna doesn't seem to understand Neville's meaning at all, and her eyes become hot, where is the usual calmness and composure that seems to be indifferent to everything.

It's rare.

"This is my friend, Luna Lovegood...... Well, she's not usually like that, I hope you can understand. ”

Neville introduced to the old wizard, who nodded, and while Luna's constant staring at the others was reckless, he didn't seem to care.

"Can you sign me, Mr. Scamander. ”

Luna spoke suddenly, and then she almost "snatched" her suitcase from Neville, and quickly pulled out a dozen books, or the same book, Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them.

Lite Edition, Hardcover Edition, Limited Edition, Anniversary Edition......

It was the first time Neville had seen so many versions of a book, and he didn't know what these books had to do with the old wizard, until the old wizard wrote his name on the tree with a quill, and he suddenly knew the old wizard's name and why Luna was so excited.

Newt Scamander.

Author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", Sir Merlin's Order of Merlin, Second Degree, and the most famous Magizoologist in the world......

Neville probably knew less than a tenth of the man's deeds, but that didn't stop them from being enough to make a great wizard.

Fantastic beasts are also one of the very few things that can interest Luna. Neville still remembers that at the beginning of the year, Luna nearly died because of the scimitar-horned snoring beast that he didn't know if it really existed.

Uh, he seems to have said that he would take Luna over there to find the scimitar-horned snorkel in the future?

Holding the autographed book by the original author, Luna smiled happily and contentedly, she was more proactive than the slightly introverted Neville, and had a common topic with Mr. Scamander, and the two quickly got into a conversation.

For no apparent reason, Neville suddenly felt a sour heart, and a very subtle sense of loss, especially when he heard that this Mr. Scamander had a grandson.

Soon, they were on the Hogwarts Express platform, which was bustling with parents and students seeing them off. It's just that Neville is confused that everyone here stopped what they were doing when they saw him, and then consciously avoided him, keeping a certain distance from him.

Viewed from above, it was as if he had a wall of air around him, squeezing the crowd apart.

And when he passed, everything was natural again, but almost everyone's eyes and attention shifted to him.

"Is that him?"

"Stay away from him......"

"How did he do it......"

"That's cool!"

Accompanied by whispering, scrutiny, questioning, contempt, curiosity, adoration...... The emotions that fell on Neville varied.

After two years of precipitation and gestation, Neville inevitably came to the stage after all, earlier than his teacher and Dumbledore expected.

What he had to face next was the real test.