Thestrals' carriage drove slowly down the driveway towards Hermione and the others, and Hermione anxiously looked back in the direction of the castle, this was probably the last carriage, and Alan hadn't come out yet. Just as she was looking, on the carriage that had just left in front of her, Neville Longbottom suddenly looked out, his eyes widened in surprise, and then he quickly rubbed his eyes with his hand and muttered, "Oh, I really read that right, Alan, he didn't want to take Helena away, right?"

Luna's eyes looked in Hermione's direction in a trance, and a smile appeared on her face. Alan walked in a hurry, Helena floated behind him, although her face was expressionless, but the high head and the posture of lifting the skirt with both hands all showed her flying mood at this time.

On the way to the Hogwarts Express, the weather was completely different from the heavy rain of the previous days, the sky was cloudless, under the blue sky, the crimson steam locomotive was spewing billowing smoke, through the smoke, many Hogwarts students on the platform seemed to be black ghosts, but when they saw the real ghost Helena floating behind Allen, the expression on their faces was as if they had seen a ghost.

The smoke was mixed with the calls of many owls, as well as the sounds of private discussions.

"Did you see that? That's Mrs. Gray. ”

"Oh my God, she left Hogwarts, didn't she barely even get out of the castle?"

......

Alan and the others sat down in the car at the back of the train, and although they could go to the prefect's exclusive box, it was clear that they wanted to sit together at this time. Hermione walked to the door of the box and gently closed it, blocking out the view of the young wizards who had come to the door of the box out of curiosity, and blocking out the whispering voices.

"Ellen, can the ghost really take the train? Won't the train go away, Helena is still where she is, right?" Hermione looked at Helena sitting next to Ellen, and her heart floated with worry. But her worries were quickly dispelled, and the Hogwarts Express let out a long whistle, gradually accelerated, and drove away from the platform, apparently, Helena was still sitting next to Ellen, Hermione happily sat next to Emily across from them, and Alan began to tell interesting stories about his medieval days, and the countryside outside the window became more and more verdant and tidy.

Helena kept her eyes out the window, watching the train pass Muggle towns. "No wonder I haven't even noticed students coming to Hogwarts with a portkey lately. Helena sighed.

"You were almost 200 years ago......," Hermione was a little troubled by the ghost's notion of time, "Around 1827, the Minister for Magic, Otariane Gamble, inspired by Muggle technology, proposed the use of trains as a safe and comfortable means of transportation instead of portkeys and other unregulated forms of travel, and the Hogwarts Express was born. ”

Helena glanced at Hermione, "It's a good idea, there used to be a lot of students who couldn't get to school because they missed their portkeys. There are also some people who miss the welcome dinner because of the key to the seasick. ”

"It's better to choose your own way. Luna yawned a little before she woke up, in fact they all got up earlier than usual today, "But there are trains to choose from, so it's perfect for today." ”

"I also like the train, so I can eat snacks and not be taken care of by my mother. Emily chimed in.

Hermione didn't think Emily should be allowed to get into the habit of eating sweets: "Feel free, your teeth will go bad if you eat too much!"

"Hermione, we need to make our rounds down the hallways. Hearing the tinkling of the food truck, Alan stood up and straightened his magic robes and said to Hermione, then winked at his little sister,

Even though he is already a professor, Alan is also responsible for the prefect, and during lunch, he needs to patrol the corridors to ensure order throughout the train.

"Alan, don't worry, I'll take care of my niece. The little girl's serious appearance made Alan laugh.

"Thank you, Aunt Emily. Hearing this, Helena's attention returned to the interior from the scenery outside the window, and she nodded to Emily in thanks, but her voice was a little mechanical, a little distant and polite.

Alan rubbed the top of Emily's head, rubbed Helena's again, and left the carriage with Hermione.

Helena continued to look out the window—she hadn't been out in years.

Emily took advantage of Hermione's walk away to buy a bunch of snacks and returned, and by the time she returned, Luna had already put herself in her seat, her head under her ghost daughter's lap, and on the mat.

Except for the sound of Emily eating and the clatter of trains, there was silence in the box.

After a while, there was a knock on the box door, and with Emily's invitation, Draco Malfoy appeared in the doorway, and behind him stood Gregory Goyle and Vincent Crabbe, two large men standing behind him carrying a lot of snacks, and the two men, who usually looked fierce to the other students, seemed to cower and resigned.

"Hello. Luna's singing voice rang out as she stretched, and Emily obediently stood up to take the chocolate frog or something from the other's hand.

"Uh, hello, isn't Alan here?" Malfoy's gaze swept over the box, and Goyle behind him clenched his fists in frustration. Crabbe, on the other hand, stole a glance at Helena by the window, but after Malfoy stomped on him hard, he lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him again.

"Luna, we're here this time...... There is something to ask for. In the previous relationship, Draco had discovered that Luna had an unusual status in Alan's heart, and that Miss Gray was also there, which made him doubt the truth of the rumor. Since he had come, he couldn't just leave like that, so Draco said directly, he pointed to Goyle beside him, "Not long ago, Gregory's father...... Arrested by the Aurors for doing something stupid and wrong, can you help us talk to Eren about the possibility of saving his father from prison?"

Goyle's father had been arrested by the Aurors during the previous Ministry of Magic War, and it was clear that Gregory had asked Draco Malfoy to make Harris forgive his father for his actions and use the current power of the Harris family to help his father escape.

Luna's slightly bulging light silver eyes were fixed on Malfoy, and she didn't speak, but Emily next to her looked at Malfoy, turned her head and whispered, "Don't worry, Gregory, we'll tell Alan." ”

Goyle looked at Emily gratefully, and thanked him in a gruff voice, "Thank you, thank you, Emily!"

After a brief moment of stunned, Draco Malfoy stood up and thanked Emily and took his leave, but although Emily had agreed to his request, he was only relieved, and did not appear particularly happy, but turned around and left with his companions in a worried and distraught manner.

Luna waited for the door to close, then turned to Emily and her daughter, "Draco is worried about his grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy's condition. ”

Helena was more enthusiastic about her mother, and she recalled for a moment and said, "Mother, I remember him, he used to be at school with a red-haired Gryfin boy who liked to play wizard chess. ”

"I've heard from Spency about his grandfather, who has been suffering from dragon pox, a disease that is relatively common among the elderly population, and has been very sick lately. Other students told me that more than thirty years ago, Nobby Leach, the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic, was forced to leave his post due to a mysterious illness, and that Draco's grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy, was believed to have been involved in the shady affair, but there was no evidence to prove this, and now he himself is sick. After saying the news she had inquired about, Emily handed over a chocolate frog to Luna and said apologetically, "There are no pudding ...... on the train"