35. Limited Express Trains

Smoke from steam locomotives billows over the crowd, and you've never seen so many wizards talking loudly around them. Cats of all colors on the ground pass under people's feet. Amid the humming of the crowd and the cacophony of lugging heavy luggage, owls also chirped and screeched.

Magos and Hermione looked at the grand scene in front of them with excitement on their faces, and their hearts were not only excited but also excited, and they got on the crimson train under the guidance of the train guide. There weren't a lot of people on the train now, and it was clear that the first few carriages were the seniors, and they could easily find an empty compartment in the last compartment to put everything in, and put Bai and Aurelian on the table, Aurelian was a gray-brown owl that Hermione had bought in the last few months, but Magos never called him Aurelian, he called him Little Ash, so he never paid attention to him except for what he gave. When everything was done, they stuck their heads out of the window and looked at the lively crowd outside.

"It's the first time I've seen so many wizards get together." Hermione cradled her little head.

"Me too, this is the victory in the wizarding world."

"You see, there's a lot of people over there, and they're all wizards." Hermione gestured to a few people who had just come out in the distance, "Why hasn't Harry arrived yet?" ”

"Maybe late, don't forget we came early in the morning. I didn't even eat breakfast. McGoth touched his stomach as he spoke, feeling a little hungry. Why don't I go and see if there's anything for sale? What are you going to eat. McGoth asked, standing up and opening the door to the cubicle.

"Whatever, I don't know what's to eat here."

"Okay, I'll be back in a moment."

Now there were a lot of people in the carriage, and McGoth could only squeeze outside while looking for someone to sell things. I don't know if they've started selling. ’

"Sorry, borrowed, borrowed."

"Hey, you're on the wrong move, the carriages here are full, you need to go inside to be free." A boy said to McGoss.

"I've found a seat, and now I want to see if there's anything to sell, and I came out too early in the morning and didn't have breakfast."

"Oh, then you'll have to wait, they haven't come out yet, they won't come out until the train starts."

"Okay, thank you then, otherwise I'm going to run for nothing, by the way, my name is Magos. Will, you can call me McGoss. ”

"My name is Anthony. Goldstein. Just call me Anthony. ”

"Nice to meet you, Anthony, but I'm sorry, I'm going to be out of company, my companion is still waiting for impossible breakfast, I need to talk to her."

"It's okay, see you at Hogwarts, Magos."

"See you at Hogwarts."

When I was back in the cubicle, a little girl was holding a stack of books and shouting, "Sing the opposite, someone wants to sing the opposite." He walked up and grabbed a copy and thanked him, then he carefully walked around a couple of kids playing with prank magic toys. As he walked to a doorway, he heard a voice coming from inside, "Grandma, my toad is gone." ”

"It's okay, Neville, Riffford (Neville's toad name) flies!" A very old voice sounded, and a toad flew out of the corner of the opposite compartment, and Magos quickly dodged.

"Oh, sorry, it didn't touch you." A gray-haired old woman with a fat boy with a round face saw this scene and said.

"No, no, grandmother, you're amazing, it's the first time I've seen someone use a flying spell to summon something alive." McGoth looked at her in admiration.

"Hehe, there will always be one or two good spells at such an age, it's nothing, you can do it with more practice." The old grandmother said modestly. Once again, McGoth introduced himself.

"Hello, Mr. Will, I'm Augusta. Longbottom, this is my grandson, Neville. Longbottom. ”

"Hello Neville, hello Grandma Longbottom."

"You are so polite, I hope my grandson can be friends with you in the future."

"Absolutely, it's my pleasure. Grandma Longbottom. "McGoth made a gentleman's manners. After a few words with them, he left Neville's cell and returned to his cubicle.

"Hasn't anyone started selling yet?" Seeing Magos come back empty-handed, Hermione asked.

"You're so smart, it looks like we'll have to wait hungry until the train starts to buy it." McGoth handed her the singing in reverse, "This is when I came back, there was a girl posting, you see." ”

"Contrarian," Hermione whispered the name on the cover. I know this, it's a kind of magazine, and I've heard that it's full of sophistry, and it's not interesting. But now I have nothing to do, so let me pass the time. Hermione looked at the book earnestly. McGoth was bored and couldn't open the door, so he had to stare at the two owls on the table in a daze.

"It's all nonsense, I don't know why the Ministry of Magic would allow them to publish this kind of magazine." Hermione angrily threw down the magazine and said to McGoss.

"Just look at it, don't take it seriously. Awakened, McGoth lazily replied and looked at his watch, it was nine twenty.

"I think Harry should have come over already, are we going to look for him?"

Hermione opened the door of the cubicle and the noise came in at once, "I guess it's better to forget it, we can't find him at all unless we knock on the door of every cubicle." ”

"Forget it, we'll see you at Hogwarts."

Finally, at eleven o'clock, the train departed, and after about an hour of waiting, there was a loud noise in the aisle, and a woman with a smile and dimples pushed open the door of the compartment and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy any food on board?"

"Oh, thank goodness you're finally here, I've got three of each and I've got all the chocolate frogs in the car." McGoth paid the saleswoman one Galleon, seven silver sicos, and four copper nats.

"You're crazy, buy so much, how can we eat it."

"I can't eat it." Magos replied as he tore open the bag of pumpkin pies. "Eat it, it's going to be dark at Hogwarts." Hermione picked up a pot-shaped cake and ate it.

"I have to say, the things in the car are really good." McGoth complimented.

"It's just too expensive."

"There's Young Master Ben here, what are you afraid of, come on, open these chocolate frogs." McGoth lined up dozens of bags. Hermione knocked off his hand that was about to dismantle the second one, "Don't waste it, you have to eat the previous one before you can open the next one." ”

"Hello, can you excuse me?" A voice rang out from outside the door. Magos walked over and opened the compartment door.

"Neville, it's you."

"Ah, Magos. It's so nice to see you, I lost the toad again. Neville wept and mourned.

"It's okay, we'll help you find something to eat."

"Thank you so much." Neville looked excited and about to cry.

"You know?"

"By the way, she's Hermione. This is Neville, whom I met from the outside, and his grandmother is amazing. Come, eat some chocolate frogs, you're welcome, just eat. As he spoke, he unwrapped the chocolate frog and set aside the picture inside, grabbing the chocolate frog that was bouncing around the compartment and placing it in Neville's hand.

"Devil's thing, Nimen is too good for the nest." Neville was really crying, his mouth stuffed with chocolate frogs, and he didn't know if he was moved or choked.

"You eat slowly, he's not really good, he just wants the pictures inside." Hermione didn't hesitate to tear it down.

McGoth shrugged his shoulders and ate the chocolate frog with Neville, while also feeding Ash White (Aurelian). But he couldn't eat it anymore and gave up ravaging the last dozen chocolate frogs. Pulling Hermione and Neville out of the cubicle and closing the door.

"We'll be back later. Now go and help Neville find his toad. ”

They knocked on the cubicles one by one, and most of the children were very talkative, except for ......

"Toad? Did you hear that you came to us looking for a toad...... They thought that disgusting thing was going to come to us, and of course, if it dared to come, I would trample it to death like a cockroach. A boy with a lot of white face potential spared no effort to taunt loudly, and drew loud ridicule from the two ugly-looking Humpty Dumpty Pier next to him.

"They're so annoying, Neville, don't take it personally, they didn't trample your toad to death." Out of the compartment, Hermione comforted Neville.

"You should let me teach them a lesson." McGoth said lightly next to him. This caused Hermione's disgust, and she shouted in a sharp voice, "You boys just like to use violence to solve problems, have you forgotten what happened to you last year?" ”

"Alright, alright, you have the final say." McGoth felt that discussing this with her was completely a cow playing the piano, she didn't know that some people would be more arrogant if you were like this, and after teaching him a lesson, he knew that he was afraid of you. Hermione took a deep breath and began a new round of knocking motions.

"Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad. She asked, pushing open a door in front of her.

"Hermione, McGoss. It's a pleasure to meet you. Harry saw the man and jumped up, and the red-haired boy across from him was holding a wand and preparing to cast a spell, and when he saw this, he lowered his wand. But we just told him he didn't see it. ”

"Were you just going to use a spell? Let's find out. McGoth could tell that her tone was a little rushing. It seems that the matter just now has not been digested.

"Oh...... Well...... "Red-haired boy, if you guessed correctly, it's Ron. Weasley looked, looking a little nervous under the gaze of four pairs of eyes.

"Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine, turn this stupid fat mouse yellow." He waved his wand, but nothing happened. The rat in his hand was still gray, and he slept soundly.

"Are you sure it's a spell?" Hermione asked, disbelieving. "Doesn't look good, does it? I've tried a few simple mantras at home, just to practice, and they all worked. My name is Hermione. Granger, this is McGoss. Will and Neville. Longbottom, by the way, what's your name. ”

"My name is Ron. Weasley. He said reluctantly.