Chapter Seventy-One: Meeting on the Train
is still the same thin figure and messy hair, the boy wears a pair of torn round-framed glasses on his thin cheeks, and behind the lenses are emerald green eyes, which are transparent and beautiful, which also makes the boy's slightly bad image get a lot of points. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Harry potter!
There is no doubt that this is his name, ordinary and great.
Dialect squinted slightly at Harry Potter. Compared to the last time I saw him at the Leaky Cauldron, Harry Potter's face has looked much better, I think he has been doing well at his aunt's house recently, and it seems that Hagrid's warning is still quite effective.
Dialect's long gaze made Harry Potter feel a little uneasy, and he was sensitive to the difference between the boy standing in the doorway and the wizard he had recognized before.
Unlike other wizards who were curious, grateful, or intimate, it was a scrutinizing gaze that made Harry feel uncomfortable.
However, the cautious nature he had cultivated at the Dursleys did not give him the courage to scold, instead choosing to look away and express his displeasure with slightly furrowed eyebrows.
"Sorry, we didn't see any toads, I think you can look elsewhere." On the other side, after Qiu Zhang's voice fell, the boy sitting next to Harry Potter spoke first, with a little impatience in his tone.
It was a tall, thin, freckled boy with fiery red hair.
If someone familiar with the wizarding world is here, it is estimated that they will recognize this as someone from the Weasley family at a glance, and their family's physical characteristics are very conspicuous in the wizarding world.
Ron Weasley was wearing an old-washed gray wizard's robe, which looked a little fat and didn't fit well. But considering the Weasleys' notoriously large number of children and poverty, it's not hard to understand Ron's outfit.
At this time, a sleeping mouse was lying on Ron's trouser leg, and Ron was holding an old wand that was polished and rounded, but very old, and the paint had peeled off in many places, as if he was about to cast a spell. The arrival of Qiu Zhang and Fang Yan seemed to disturb his interest.
Qiu Zhang seemed to be interested, and said something similar to Hermione in the original book to Ron: "Oh, are you preparing to cast a spell?" It's rare to see first-year students master magic before they even enter the school, so I wonder if it can open our eyes? ”
Fang Yan withdrew his gaze from Harry Potter and looked at Qiu Zhang with some surprise, when would she be so friendly to strangers.
When he saw Qiu Zhang's eyes winking at him, Fang Yan suddenly realized that this girl also recognized Ron's identity, knew that he was from the Weasley family, and wanted to take care of him for Fred and George's sake.
Dialect turned his head, and for the first time after entering the carriage, his gaze fell on Ron's body - no, to be exact, on the rat lying on his lap.
"Mouse Spotted, or Peter Pettigrew, that's a good bargaining chip, and if you use it well, you might be able to bring some surprises." The dialect swept over Peter Pettigrew's Animagus form without a trace, secretly calculating how much benefit he could bring to himself.
The rat Spotty, who was honestly sleeping on Ron's lap, suddenly felt a malice enveloping his heart, and the cold hairs on his body couldn't help but stand on end, and he suddenly woke up, and his little eyes were round.
His gaze swept around, and he found that there was nothing to threaten him except for a few students, and he immediately relaxed, thinking that he had just sensed it wrong, and shook his body and retracted back into Ron's body to sleep comfortably.
By this time, Fang Yan had already withdrawn his gaze from the rat spots, and instead of looking at Ron's doomed spell, he turned his gaze to Harry again.
"Sean Abbot, it's a pleasure to meet you, the boy who never died." Dialect said abruptly taking a step forward and holding out his right hand to Harry.
Harry hesitated, but stood up and held out his right hand.
"Harry Potter."
His hands were thin and cold.
Fang Yan had a warm smile on his face, but he sighed slightly in his heart.
Because he found that Harry Potter subconsciously avoided making eye contact with him when shaking hands.
The boy who never died, the savior of the wizarding world, and the one who defeated the Dark Lord......
No matter how many titles Harry Potter has, no matter how bright the halo on his head is, but in fact he is just a poor boy who has been bullied by his cousin and classmates since he was a child, and those reputations and the large sums of money left by his parents do not give Harry Potter strength and confidence.
And all that fame and money, is that what he wants?
No! Not!
It's a pity that he has been determined from birth the way to the future, savior? Hehe......
The smiling dialect seemed to have dispelled the pressure he had just brought to Harry Potter, and under the mature communication skills of the dialect, in a few words, the simple Harry had a great impression of the dialect, and by the time Ron next to him finished his spell casting performance, the two could barely be regarded as friends.
At this time, Ron's spellcasting performance next to him had ended, and the result was, of course, a failure.
Not to mention Ron, who had a bitter face, Qiu Zhang was covering his mouth and chuckling. From the spell Ron cast, she could easily recognize whose handwriting it was. There was no doubt that Ron must have been tricked by his two older brothers.
"You're Fred and George's brother, aren't you?" Qiu Zhang couldn't help but smile and asked Ron, "This spell your brother gave you is obviously fake, I'm afraid they deliberately played tricks on you." ”
"Damn!" Ron, who also woke up and realized that he had been tricked, suddenly had an atmosphere, and his little face was flushed, "Also, who are you?" "He probably didn't hear the dialect introduce himself just now.
"I'm Qiu Zhang."
"Sean Abbott."
Ron suddenly opened his mouth and looked at Fang Yan in surprise, "You're Sean Abbott?!" He didn't hear the name in tongues from his parents, like Neville, but from his brothers. Both Percy and the twins have a high respect for the dialect and often say his name at home.
"Hmm." Fang Yan nodded to Ron, his expression a little indifferent. Although Ron is the younger brother of Fred and George, he is not at all as talented as his older brothers, and there is really no place in his body where dialects can be seen.
Unable to seem to see the dialect's sense of distance from him, Ron excitedly introduced himself. To be able to meet Harry and Dialect in one day, Ron felt so lucky to be able to meet these two famous personalities today.
Fang Yan listened a little impatiently, and he decided that he might as well leave the place early. Being able to become friends with the savior today has achieved his intended goal, and the rest of the plan can only be done slowly.
"Let's talk again when we have time, we still have to find that pet toad named Ryf, so let's take our leave!" Fang Yan said to the two of them with apologies on his face.
After saying that, he took Qiu to open the door and prepare to go out. But before he could open the door, three more people broke in.
"Is it true, the whole train is saying that Harry Potter is in this compartment." A well-dressed pale boy with platinum-blond hair stood in the middle of the three, his gaze scanning the crowd in the carriage and finally fixing on Harry Potter.