At eight o'clock the next morning, Jon woke up from his sleep.

Turning off the alarm clock, which was still crowing loudly, he got out of bed and put on his jeans and shirt...... He didn't want to go into the train station in a thick, stuffy wizard's robe.

Picking up his suitcase and heading downstairs to the yard, Eric had already started the car and got out of the car to help Jon carry it to the trunk.

Judy was also there changing her shoes.

"Mom, are you going to come with us too?" asked Jon.

"Yes!" a kind smile appeared on Judy's face, "I'll see you off at King's Cross Station with Eric." ”

......

The car drove down the highway and Eric drove as he hummed "God Save the Queen" tones.

Judy was in the back seat, with a sad look on her face, and at the same time kept instructing:

"At school, don't be as casual as you are at home!"

"Don't quarrel with professors and classmates!"

"Remember to add clothes when it's cold, I've put two woolen sweaters at the bottom of your purse......"

"I see, Mommy!" Jon replied with a smile on his face, not in the least annoyed by Judy's rambling.

"Hey, I'm still a little worried......" Judy covered her face with her hands, it was the first time in more than ten years that she was about to be separated from her son for so long.

"Don't worry about it, dear!" Eric looked much better at his mental health, humming a little bit and laughing, "Trust our baby, I think he's better than you are ...... to survive alone."

"Shut up!" Judy gave him a blank look.

But she seemed to be in a much better mood.

They spent about two hours on the road, and by 10:30 they arrived at King's Cross Station.

Eric put the suitcase on the handtrain and asked, "Jon, what platform should we go to!"

"Eleven o'clock, platform nine and three-quarters......," Jon said, pulling out his ticket.

"What? nine and three-quarters?" Eric frowned, "I don't remember such a platform at King's Cross Station. ”

"Maybe we should go between platforms 9 and 10!" Knowing the plot from the novels in his previous life, Jon was naturally familiar with the road.

King's Cross Station is almost one of the oldest railway stations in Europe, and the largest railway station in London today, but its prosperity is much worse than that of Hongqiao Station, or even the Magic City, that Jon had seen in his previous life.

Passing through some sparse crowds, they came to the vicinity of Platform 9.

The destination for Platform 9 is Aberdeen, Scotland, while Platform 10 is for Glasgow, Scotland.

Based on what he knew about the weather at Hogwarts in his previous life, Jon could speculate that Hogwarts' actual location should be in the northern tip of the British Isle, in the mountainous region of central Scotland.

Counting the distance of more than 400 miles (more than 600 kilometers) from London, it's no wonder that trains depart at 11 a.m. and arrive in the evening.

"I don't think I see any nine-and-three-quarter stations!" Eric glanced between platforms nine and ten, then shrugged.

He then went to a passing guard and asked him, and judging by the look on the guard's face, he seemed to think of Eric for something.

Jon looked at the clock next to him, it was already 10:15, which was not good news.

Although he knew that the way to enter Platform Nine and Three-Quarters was to pass through a pillar between Platform Nine and Platform Ten...... But there are at least a dozen of them in front of me.

You can't try it one by one, it's stupid.

And according to his memories of the plot of "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" in his previous life, due to Dobby, it will not be long before the nine and three-quarters of the platform will be closed early, and at that time, he will have to go to school with the two saviors, and be locked up by the way.

"Grandma, my toad seems to be gone again!" a timid voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Ah, Neville. Then he heard an old woman sigh.

Jon's eyes lit up, and he quickly turned around.

An old lady and a young man, an old lady and a boy were walking towards this direction, the old lady looked imposing, and the boy looked a little clumsy. Both of them were wearing black wizard robes, which seemed out of place with the others.

Eric apparently heard their conversation and spotted them.

Without Jon's reminder, he hurried over.

"Hello, ma'am...... I'm Hart!" Eric said with a pleading face, "My son is trying to go to Nine and Three-Quarters Station, he is a new student at Hogwarts, but we don't know ...... way"

"Muggles?" the old lady was visibly surprised to see what Eric was wearing.

But Eric is a lawyer after all, and between the words, it gives people a sense of trust.

"Hello, Mr. Hart...... I'm Lady Longbottom!" The old lady smiled and said, "My grandson, Neville, is a second-year student at Hogwarts...... I think he can take your son to the Nine and Three-Quarters station. ”

"Hello, Neville!" Jon said with a warm smile at Neville.

The other party nodded to him timidly in response.

"Neville, take Mr. Hart into the station!" ordered Mrs. Longbottom, with a non-denoah in her words.

"Okay...... Grandma ...... Neville's voice stammered.

Then, pushing his luggage cart, he rushed towards one of the pillars of platforms 9 and 10.

Jon hurriedly pushed the cart and followed.

Behind him came the voice of Mrs. Longbottom: "Mr. Hart, walk in the middle of the pillar and pretend that there is nothing in front of you, so you won't be hit." ”

"Bang......" Jon quickly slowed down when he heard a slight crash ahead.

According to Mrs. Longbottom's instructions, he walked very deliberately in the middle of the pillar.

A crimson steam locomotive appears in front of him, with a sign that reads: Hogwarts Express.

There is also a brand new platform next to the train with the words "Station 93/4" written on it.

"It worked!" Jon smiled happily.

"Oops!" Neville covered his head to one side, and the luggage cart tilted to the side.

There was a slight red bump on his head, and it was obvious that he had just crossed the platform, and his head was turned sideways and bumped.

"It's alright, Senior Longbottom......" Jon quickly asked with concern.

"I didn't ...... It's okay......" Neville covered his head, barely standing up.

"Neville!" a crisp voice came from the side, "Are you alright?"

A little brown-haired girl trotted over.

"I ...... Didn't ......."

Before Neville could finish speaking, the girl pulled her wand from her belt and aimed it at Neville's head, muttering words to her mouth.

The redness and swelling on Neville's head quickly disappeared.

"Thank you, Hermione!" Neville straightened his trolley, "Hart...... Hey, what about the others?"

The boy who had just accompanied him into the nine-and-three-quarters station was gone.