Sean touched the tip of his nose, thinking about whether there was a problem with his smile just now, these ass children should not be scared by themselves.

But the situation in front of him had to make him fall into deep sorrow, wondering if it was better for him not to laugh casually in the future and take the cold route?

The three little kids gathered together with their heads down, not knowing what they were discussing.

Looking at the carriage, there are some old baffles, and the seats are also in use for many years.

The only thing that can be comforting is probably that it is made by hand.

How Sean knew it was handmade, just look at the lines sewn on the surface of the sofa.

"Hello, my name is Annie, Anne Parkinson."

"Hello, my name is Sean, Sean Ferret II."

"Is there anything wrong with my name?"

Sean was puzzled, thinking that this little girl who looked like a doll, although she could see the beauty of the embryo before she had yet grown, would finally tell him the answer after they discussed.

Unexpectedly, after hearing his name, the three of them began a long discussion meeting, commonly known as a meeting.

"Have you come to a conclusion, in fact, you just need to tell me where this train is going, and I will give you the same reward, not to mention, you don't believe that I will do some bad things to you."

Sean strengthened his tone, and if he didn't interrupt the discussion of the three little kids, he would probably be able to know directly where the end of this train was, as long as it wasn't hell, he would be able to accept it.

"Hogwarts."

The blonde-haired Anne finally answered Sean's question, and then asked, "Are you going to Hogwarts as a professor?" But I haven't heard of any professors leaving, is it a new discipline? ”

After hearing the name Hogwarts, Sean fell into deep thought.

It wasn't because he had any special impression of the name, but he didn't understand why he had to get on this train, which didn't fit the plan he had set when he first arrived in this world.

"Do you know how I got here? And what did I do when I got in the car? ”

Sean didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically.

"As soon as you came up, you lay there and slept, and the three of us could only huddle together."

"Sorry, I'm a little dazed, now you can be more relaxed and enjoy the journey."

With an apologetic smile, Sean lowered his legs from his seat.

He was also relieved in his heart, he still saved some face for himself, but fortunately he didn't take off his shoes.

The question and answer link between you and me has come to an end for the time being, and the three fart children have also become new friends from acquaintance, and the conversation should not be hot.

Sean couldn't interject the whole time,

After all, the so-called family is from a certain family, and he doesn't know much about what is going on in the family.

In addition to knowing that the blonde girl's name is Anne Parkinson, the other two boys also seem to come from a well-dressed family.

Norman Rozier and Shakespeare Trafford.

After knowing their respective surnames, the relationship between the three children has gone further visibly, and Sean is more like a non-existent person.

This can be felt from the time they hear Sean's last name.

"The hierarchy is tight."

Sean couldn't help but think, while listening to the fart kids talk about some of the things that were not there, Sean thought about his current situation and what he needed to solve as soon as possible.

Captured by Trixis and subjected to inhumane treatment for a month, Sean has no idea what the transparent ball has done with his body.

Even if you ask the rubick book, you don't necessarily have to ask why.

Looking at the Book of Rubick that was locked in the suitcase, Sean sighed, he couldn't think of any other way to know what he had done during this time other than to ask the transparent little ball directly.

When he awoke, he was found on the train to Hogwarts.

Not knowing what the transparent little group was going to do, Sean could only wait until he got to the terminal to decide what to do next.

It's just a small thing, and the other thing is that it will be related to whether or not he will become a multi-personality schizophrenic.

That may not be the right thing to say, Sean can already feel that his soul is slowly splitting.

Sequela.

The creation of the transparent little ball and the other two small balls is the cause of the incident.

Sean could feel that their existence was connected to himself, but they were separate and different individuals.

It's not that I didn't want to go over and find a few fresh bodies, stuff them into the transparent balls, and solve the physical condition at a time.

"What am I going to do when they come out?"

I don't understand, and I don't want to think about it.

This is a dead proposition.

If there are three or more people in the world who are exactly the same as themselves, individuals with the same memory, ability and personality.

Sean can be equivalent, and the end result must be that I kill myself.

There is still a lot of time, and the number of souls has not reached an irretrievable state, at least, Sean can still face this problem optimistically.

When he came to his senses, the table was already full of snacks.

Although some didn't want to pay attention to Sean, it was difficult to fit in with the existence of their group at this age, but the fart children still kindly put a piece of chocolate

Power Frog in front of Sean.

"Which house do you want to go to, my dad said, if you can't get into Slytherin, don't want me to go back."

It was Shakespeare Traphus who spoke, a white and chubby little boy, slightly chubby but not surprising.

The melancholy look made people want to pinch his little face.

"Dude, that's what my dad said, Annie, what about you?"

Looking at the two high-fives, Sean can understand that sometimes the happiness of boys is so simple, as long as there is a small thing in common, they can become good friends who love each other and know each other.

"You can go to any house, as long as it's not Hufflepuff. I think we should ask Mr. Shaun, who is about to become a Hogwarts employee, before we talk about the Sorting House. Mr. Shaun, could you please tell us a little bit about the Sorting House? ”

"Huh? Are you talking about me? ”

"Is there anyone else here who is going to work at Hogwarts besides you?"

Shakespeare and Norman nodded, and to be honest, they were still a little worried that they didn't get into their ideal college, and on the bright side, this year's Christmas gifts might be in vain.

The bad part...... Are they going to be expelled!!

Sean had a headache looking at the two big pairs of eyes, and Norman's eyes that had changed from squinting to slightly larger because of the curse of God.

He didn't know what he was doing at Hogwarts, and Shaun didn't know much about anything other than what he had heard from Tom that it was like a key school in the wizarding world.

Not to mention, the self who just accepted the body has been tortured in the internal space for a month, and there is no free time to see what is happening outside.

"He probably got me a job as a teacher?! Although I like to preach, I'm not ready to become a qualified teacher, which is really nerve-wracking. ”

After thinking about it, Sean decided to tell the truth, after all, no matter how difficult life is, you can't suffer the child.

"That's right, I'm probably going to teach you the theory of magic."

Smiling, Sean's face gradually filled with confidence.

"But, shouldn't this class be Professor Fernández's, I remember my dad even said that Professor Fernández was his good friend."

Norman was a little confused, as Hogwarts rules were for a professor to be in charge of several grades, and it was not possible to have two different teachers for the same class.

The corners of the crooked mouth are gone, and the squinting eyes are so unpleasant?! As Sean was about to speak, Anne whispered a few words to the other kid, and Shakespeare confidently said, "Are you supposed to be a Muggle who went to Hogwarts for the night, do you have a wand?" ”