Chapter Forty-Eight: You're Looking for a Toad, What's the Matter with Chocolate Frogs? (Thanks hades1001)

Big Dog ...... Oh no, to be precise, the philanthropic Harry Potter classmates didn't keep Elena waiting too long.

Turning his head to look at the two poor little wizards in the carriage who were exchanging food, his eyes flashing with poverty, Harry felt the gold gallons in his pocket as if they were on fire.

"Ma'am, what kind of food do you have here?" asked Harry.

"Oh, dear, that's a lot, it's all in there. ”

After hitting a wall in a row, seeing that she finally saw hope in the last little wizard, the fat witch's attitude was obviously much warmer, and she hurriedly took out a list of goods and handed it to Harry.

(Hogwarts Express Snack List - click to expand)

Harry took the list and glanced at it cursoryly, almost all of it was strange food he had never seen before, the boy thought for a moment, handed the small list back to the fat witch, pulled a handful of gold gallons from his pocket, and said cheerfully.

"Hello, I think about it, please give us some of all the varieties. ”

Then, under the eyes of Elena, Ron, and the conductor worshipping the local tyrant, Harry returned to the cubicle with a large amount of food, and poured all his breath on the empty seat next to Elena (Ron was sitting next to Harry at this time), smiled at the friends in the cubicle, and said a little shyly.

"Let's try it together, I can't eat it all by myself. ”

Harry had never given anything to anyone before, and no one had actually shared it with him. It was great for Harry to have the opportunity to sit with his peers and enjoy the snacks and pies he had bought.

Belch~

"Leave me alone, I'm not hungry yet. ”

The silver-haired little Lori hiccuped helplessly, waved her hand reservedly, and picked up "Standard Spell, Elementary" again and looked at it.

In order to prove that Mrs. Weasley's sandwiches were indeed delicious, Elena had to kill all the sandwiches and jump into the hole she had dug herself, tearfully in her eyes.

I have to say, although the taste is not flattering, Mrs. Weasley is indeed full of love in terms of portion, and with four large sandwiches in her stomach, Elena feels that she can almost last until the opening party in the evening.

"Okay. ”

Harry nodded, but didn't insist any longer, eagerly picking up a piece of pot-shaped cake and stuffing it into his mouthβ€”he hadn't eaten anything in the morning, and he was already hungry. And Ron, who was on the side, also took a piece of pumpkin pie and ate it with Ferrero chocolate.

Out of sight, out of sight, out of sight......

Elena focused on the Standard Spell, Elementary, in her hand, muttering quietly, trying to ignore the two creatures in front of her who were like starving ghosts reincarnated, and their mouths were constantly smacking.

"What is this?"

At this time, Harry picked up a small pentagon box with "Chocolate Frogs" written on it, and asked curiously, "They can't be real frogs, right?"

"It's just magic. ”

Ron shook his head and replied vaguely, struggling to swallow the food in his mouth, and continued, "Actually, most people buy it just to collect cards, and each bag contains a card of a famous witch and wizard, and I have almost five hundred of them, and now I am short of cards for Agrippa and Portolemy. ”

Chocolate that works its magic?

Harry curiously flipped the small box in his hand, and eagerly ripped off the seal to open it.

Quack, quack, quack-

As the box opened, a chocolate frog twisted from side to side, and before Harry could reach for it, the chocolate frog kicked his legs hard and jumped out of the box, flying straight across from his seat.

"Be careful!"

Ron's eyes widened, and he shouted a reminder to Elena that she would be able to get out of the way in time.

Syllable!

Before Ron's voice could fall, a crisp crash sounded in midair.

Elena raised her head to look at the oncoming black shadow, calmly closed the book, pinched the spine of the book with her left hand and slapped it down hard, and the seemingly menacing chocolate frog fell to the floor with a clatter.

"Oh, that's bad luck, I forgot to remind you that after unpacking, the first time you will jump is very bad, it's a pity. ”

Ron glanced at the chocolate that was clumsily crawling on the ground, and said with regret that he couldn't eat it......

Before the thought in his mind could be finished, a small white hand grabbed the chocolate frog's body and pinched it.

"It's okay, haven't you heard of the three-second rule?"

Elena gently patted the ash off the chocolate frog and said nonchalantly.

"Three seconds...... Principles, what is that?"

Ron asked with a frown and repeated Elena's words once again.

Elena smiled and was about to answer.

Just then, there was a knock on the door outside the compartment. A little girl with thick brown hair walked in, and like Elena, she had changed into a Hogwarts robe.

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad. She said, although she was asking for help, but her tone seemed a little arrogant, and there was no one in her eyes.

There is no doubt that the last member of the original Iron Triangle, Hermione Granger, who can be called the catalog of magical forbidden books in the world of Harry Potter, finally appeared, although because he had not experienced the troll incident, his personality was still a little bad at this time.

Elena raised her head when she heard the sound and looked at the door expectantly, her eyes lit up, and her heart was relieved.

Very good, not black, judging from the appearance alone, at least there is more than ninety percent similarity with the little actor Emma Watson in the movie in his previous life. To be precise, I don't know if it's an illusion, Elena feels that in terms of appearance alone, this little beaver seems to be a little cuter.

However, according to the original plot, Ron would have performed a spell in front of Harry at this time, trying to turn his rat spots yellow. But because of Elena's presence, Ron still doesn't seem to have any intention of taking his broken wand out of the box.

And from Elena's point of view, she didn't have any intention of actively casting magic to provoke the dangerous and obscene wizard who transformed into a mouse, after all, she was just daring, not brainless and arbitrary.

Peter Pettigrew is different from Professor McGonagall, a wicked person like him who can do anything to save his life, and Elena has no doubt that if anything happens that might threaten his life, Peter Pettigrew will definitely change back to his original form and then destroy it in a frenzy.

Therefore, until she is completely sure, Elena does not plan to take the initiative to try to confront Peter Pettigrew head-on.

Anyway, it didn't matter to Elena whether Ron failed to cast a spell, or whether little Hermione successfully showed off her strength in front of Harry Potter and Ron, it didn't matter to Elena, she just wanted to be a silent onlooker at the moment.

The silver-haired little Lori narrowed her eyes and happily took a bite of the chocolate frog in her hand.

Click.

The crunch of chocolate echoed in the small box, and the three of them subconsciously turned their heads to look at Elena.

I saw that in the girl's hand, a headless brown chocolate frog's right foot twitched weakly a few times, and gradually stopped moving.

"You!" little Hermione's eyes widened subconsciously, and her right hand covered her mouth in horror, and her face was blue and white.

Elena looked at the three of them for some reason, blinked, and muttered.

"Harry, Ron, why are people looking at me? haven't you ever seen someone eat a chocolate frog?"

As she spoke, the girl's mouth continued to chew and chew calmly - Neville lost a toad, what does it have to do with her Elena eating chocolate frog?

There was a strange silence in the train compartment, except for the sound of Elena nibbling on the chocolate frog.

Click, click.

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Boom ~ Hermione appeared ~~ Sprinkle the recommendation vote to celebrate~~~

Today, there are all kinds of accidents, the computer crashes, the written manuscript is gone, and the people are uncomfortable and retching is uncomfortable.

Overall, I'm not very satisfied with what I'm writing.,Boom~~~ But it's good that I didn't goo~