The platform of the nine and three-quarters of the early morning was deserted, and there was not a single figure—except, of course, a thin little girl standing behind the thick pillar, and a couple who looked very noble and elegant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The woman in the dark purple velvet satin robe was talking to the girl with a slight smile at the moment, her gaze soft and soft, so that people could see at a glance that it was overflowing with love for each other.

Beside him, a slightly stern man stood tall beside the mother and daughter, staring with his wife with deep eyes at their only daughter, who was going to Hogwarts this year.

They are the patriarchs and their wives of the ancient magical family that has been in existence for more than 1,100 years.

It is an out-and-out pure-blood nobleman among wizards, so correspondingly, although the entire family has a very large industry now, there are only a few truly qualified managers.

"Vio, don't you look very happy?" said Mr. Cyril Santriel, gently stroking his daughter's dark chestnut hair, his voice as low as ever, but still magnetic.

The little girl called VIO, the protagonist of our story, seemed a little absent-minded at the moment, she looked up at her "father" and "mother", and sighed in her heart, acquiescing to the fact that she had crossed over.

"I- I'm just a little nervous. Vio reluctantly made up a reason, while complaining in his heart: How come, I have read the Harry Potter books back and forth countless times, and I am as familiar with this world as Rowling.

Unexpectedly, Madame Sontrell, the aristocratic young woman with very demure manners, a weak woman who seemed to have little strength, took Vio into her arms, and Vio almost lost her breath - she didn't dare to struggle too much, and was wondering if her ribs were broken - Madame Sontrell relaxed her arms a little more, and cupped Vio's face, "Honey, you have always been the pride of me and Cyril, you have always been! Don't worry, you're going to do well, we know!"

Vio looked at her suspiciously, unable to tell what daughter they were proud of, who was not the same a few days ago, and now she was holding in her arms a real person outside the world of books in the 21st century.

She has her own name: Yuan Tang. On top of that, she's a soul wearer, and the real Yuan Tang has long since passed eleven years old, and has never shown any talent for magic in the real world - yes, she can say without hesitation, if she had, it wouldn't be much better than a squib.

"Vio, sweetheart, don't keep looking at your mother, because your father is actually on the same page as her. Mr. Santrill gently embraced his wife and daughter, and smiled at the former.

Madame Santrill looked at her husband's gentle look with a sweetness and touch, "Oh, Cyril. ”

"Cassie (Lady Santriel's nickname, Cassio Pescia), you know, I'm always there for you. Mr. Santriel's voice was lower, and it sounded more soulful.

Just as Vio twisted uncomfortably as they listened to their flesh, her "father" turned to her with a smile again, "You too, my darling." Our family is always together. ”

"Yes. Vio snorted inadvertently, hoping to end the biscuit-like pose as soon as possible, especially when she inadvertently looked over the platform next to her.

In the distance, a group of people dressed very much like her and her "parents" came at the head of a couple, the husband was tall and slender, with platinum blonde hair—Vio gasped—and before he could spit it out, he noticed the little boy next to his wife, with his hair shiny and slick, also dazzling platinum gold.

Immediately, familiar names popped into mind: Lucius Malfoy, Draco Malfoy.

Oh my God, my God. Vio was a little excited. This crossing is obviously still going to be a lot of fun. So, this girl named vio, who is now herself, is on the same page as Harry Potter?

Mr. Santrill had clearly seen the Malfoys and their entourage on their way here.

He slowly let go of Vio, took his wife and daughter in the direction they were walking from, nodded slightly, and when the Malfoys walked in front of him, he gracefully raised his wand and gave an aristocratic greeting: "Long time no see." Dear Lucius, Narcissa, how are you?" and kissed Lady Malfoy again.

"Yes, dear Cyril, it's been a long time since we last had a drink. Merlin protection, I am fine with Narcissa, and greetings to you and Cassie. Lucius also politely kissed Madame Santriel's hand.

Then, he moved his gaze to Vio, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and he said very naturally to compliment: "This one, presumably the beloved girl Virgo, is very fortunate that Draco the dog and her will become classmates." ”

He turned and motioned for Draco to come forward, and the little boy, who was a little delicate and pale, took two steps forward with his head held high, and bowed lightly to the Sontrells, "Good day, Mr. Sontrell, it's a pleasure to meet you and Mrs. ”

His manners are clearly good, his way of speaking is very confident, and his posture is extremely elegant. Mr. and Mrs. Santriel nodded approvingly, clearly having a very good first impression of him.

Mr. Hornrell glanced at Vio, who thought about it, and instead of stepping forward, he snuggled up in Mrs. Sontrell's arms, smiled at Lucius and Narcissa, and said as sweetly as he could, "Sir, madam, Virgo is glad to meet you. And you, Draco. ”

Draco was visibly surprised that she would say this, which made him draw his attention slightly to Vio, a slender girl with fair skin and long, thick chestnut hair.

It was no different from any other little girl of her age, but the most special thing was that she had a pair of pure black and shiny eyes, and for a moment, Draco seemed to feel a faint purple flash in her eyes, which was very beautiful.

"・・・・・・ Lucius, we didn't think about that, you know, the Sontrel family, they don't always take classes in one academy. By the time I came to my senses, the adults had already started talking separately.

Draco had just heard Mr. Santril's gentle explanation, and he noticed that his father's face was not very good-looking.

"It's a shame. Your house has always been so unexpected. Lucius frowned and said quietly.