Soon the day was the first of September, and it was time for Hogwarts to start.

In the past month, William has made significant progress in his supermagic skills and alchemy.

I have to say that the ancestor of the Friedrich family was also a genius, and William had greatly improved his alchemy by reading his alchemy notes, and he was already able to make some gadgets simply.

And the magic technique of extreme effect is also more and more handy to use under William's continuous practice.

Fortunately, William's magic riot was very early, so he had enough magic power to support the super magic technique of spell extreme effect.

It is only after experiencing a magical riot that the magic in the wizard's body grows with age. This is why wizards are very interested in the age of the magical riot.

The sooner it erupts, the sooner the accumulation of mana will be, which is also the fundamental reason why the demonic power in the body of different wizards is different.

In general, William could trade twice as much magic for three to four times the boost he cast.

However, William's magic power could not use this technique in large quantities, and could only be used as a means to press the bottom of the box.

And as the injected mana increases, the power of the spell will continue to increase, and of course it will become more difficult to control.

William can now inject five times the magic power into a spell with the help of a wand, and as for the power of such a spell, William looked at the solid walls of the laboratory, and recalled the big hole that had been blown open by a disarming charm that day, and his heart was slightly afraid.

At that time, William was directly blown away by the terrifying recoil caused by the spell.

William packed his bags early, and put a large pile of books, magic materials, research notes, and a few gadgets of his own making.

Dressed in a black robe, with a silver skull brooch, he walked out of the room amid the compliments of the mirror.

After breakfast with their parents, the family of three got into the familiar black carriage.

Originally, Duke Friedrich planned to teleport directly to the inside of the station, but William, who was familiar with the plot, insisted on teleporting outside, and then experienced the unique way of entering the legendary Nine and Three-Quarters.

This is not a big deal, the duke thought about it and agreed, after all, only at this time William was like an eleven-year-old child, the duke thought in his heart while activating the spell on the carriage.

Suddenly, the carriage disappeared in place, and William felt only a slight jolt.

By the time William came to his senses, the carriage had stopped outside King's Cross Station, but strangely enough, the people who came and went did not seem to see the strange carriage that had suddenly appeared, and were still busy with their own affairs.

Apparently, the designer of the carriage had thoughtfully enchanted the carriage with a powerful anti-Muggle charm.

The Duke pulled out his wand and blessed the family of three with an anti-Muggle charm, and then William and the three stepped out of the carriage and walked towards the platform of the Nine and Three-Quarters platform.

The platform was easy to find, and under William's magical perception, he soon felt a magical node similar to Diagon Alley on a seemingly solid wall at the junction of platforms 9 and 10.

"I thought you couldn't find where the platform was?" Duke Friedrich looked at Wilhelm and said with a look of surprise.

"Apparently not, Father, this place is as bright as the sun under the perception of magic.

Judging from the feedback from the magic node, it looks like a teleportation spell, and it seems that it needs to be passed by someone with magic power at a certain speed before it can be triggered, and I have to say that this setting is very interesting. William looked at his father and said with a smile.

William and the three of them walked through the wall to the platform Nine and Three-Quarters, and I have to say that the feeling was really amazing.

But if any Muggle wanted to try it out, he would slam it into the hard wall.

Since William had arrived early and there was no one on the platform, a crimson steam locomotive was parked next to the platform, and the train was written in gold letters: Hogwarts Express.

William stood in front of his father, almost reaching the height of the duke's chest, which made the duke a little stunned.

He looked at Wei with gentle eyes. "My child, I know that you have been precocious since childhood, and I have never treated you as a child. I believe that you are good enough to take care of yourself and not disgrace your family.

But child, you are still young after all, if you encounter anything that you can't handle, please contact me, your father, your family will always be your strongest backing. ”

William looked at his father, he never expected his father to give him such a heavy guarantee, William nodded solemnly, "I understand my father, I will take care of myself." We will contact you as soon as possible if you have anything. ”

William felt that his father seemed to be aware of some of the darkness hidden beneath the surface of the British wizarding world before he said this to William.

As for William's mother, Lady Helena's request was simple, "Be sure to write to me, William." Mommy will miss you. ”

Lady Helena looked at William with teary eyes, "Write every week, and I'll bring you a lot of your favorite snacks, and make sure to eat them all." William, if you want me, you have to come back for the Christmas holidays, and your father and I will miss you. ”

"Yes, Mother. I'll miss you too. William assured his mother and stepped onto the train.

"It's still William when he was a child, his son who has grown up is like water spilled out, and he can't keep it." Duke Friedrich looked at Wilhelm's back and sighed.

"Maybe we can have another one, you say?"

William stepped onto the train, found an empty carriage at random and sat down, took out his alchemy notes from the magic bag and looked at them with relish.

Soon there were more people outside, and the station began to be noisy, and the chatter of people and the shrill chirping of owls made a picture of joy and harmony.

However, William, who occupied a carriage alone, did not like the lively feeling.

He pulled out his wand and cast a soundproofing spell that had the effect of temporarily isolating an area from sound, and the spell was "Silence".

Then he attached a magic lock to the door so that no one would disturb him. William looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction, and then continued to immerse himself in reading.

Compared to William's comfort, Mr. Potter's situation was a bit worse.

After all, Hagrid seemed to have forgotten to tell Harry how to get into the station, and with ten minutes to go before leaving the car, Harry was standing alone between platforms 9 and 10 of King's Cross Station, carrying his heavy suitcase with the snow-white owl Hedwig on it.

Apparently, Mr. Potter's poor magic sense didn't allow him to discover the magic node hidden between the two platforms.

I guess I wasn't the first student in history to be expelled from my studies for not getting on the train, Harry thought with some despair.

"Of course it's packed with Muggles." Hearing this, Harry quickly turned around and saw a short, stocky woman with four boys with fiery red hair.

Harry was delighted to find that each of them had a large suitcase, and that they also had an owl.

Soon, Harry, with the help of the kind Fat Witch, finally arrived at the station just before the train departed.

Harry struggled his way through the crowd and squeezed onto the train, but the first few carriages were already full of students.

At this moment, Harry suddenly noticed through the glass of the carriage that there was a compartment with only a handsome boy, sitting by the window, with a book on the table, looking at it with relish.

Harry knocked on the window, but strangely no sound came out, and the boy seemed to be completely unaffected, still looking down at the book, leaving only a handsome face.

Harry tried to tug on the door again, only to find that there seemed to be an invisible force sealing the sliding door of the compartment.

"Don't try, you can't open it." Someone next to me kindly reminded me.

"The people inside set a spell, apparently not wanting to be disturbed. There were a few girls who tried to get in just now but couldn't succeed, and even the prefect didn't open it. What a weirdo, huh? ”

Harry looked at the boy in the cubicle, who looked much older than him, presumably an upper.

It would be great if I could be able to do this magic in a few years. Harry thought as he walked towards the back of the car, expecting to find an empty cubicle.