Ron looked at the dazzling array of colorful snacks in front of him, and the whole person was not good, lying on a pile of food, eating some of this and that, taking a long breath between them, and calming his excited stomach. Yes, he was so excited, he had never eaten anything so delicious when he was so big.

His family was notoriously poor in wizarding circles, and his father, Arthur Weasley, was a director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Objects at the Ministry of Magic. But alas, despite being the director, there were only two people in the entire office - himself and the old wizard Perkins. And more importantly, he often violated his own "Muggle Protection Act", and the salary deducted by the ministry every year reached almost more than 90% of all salaries.

Therefore, although his family is a branch of the Weasley family, it is indeed the most authentic poor relative, the other families of the Weasley family, who don't want to care about them, and even see them have to take a detour. But fortunately, Arthur is a dignified man, although he is poor, but he is not ashamed, and he has never begged his relatives, and the atmosphere in the house has always been very harmonious.

Ron's gobbling seemed to infect Harry, and although he was holding it at first, he eventually let go of his reserve as the sound of Ron eating kept coming.

"Are you hungry?"

"I'm hungry." Harry said as he took a big bite of the pumpkin pie.

Ron took out a bulging cardboard box and opened it, which contained four sandwiches. He took out a piece and said, "My mom doesn't remember that I don't like canned corned beef." ”

"I'll change it with you," said Harry, picking up a pie, "come on." And Mr. Coser, won't you eat some? ”

"Just call me Aosen, I'm not hungry, you can eat."

"You won't like this, it's too dry." Ron said, then turned to look at Orson and smiled apologetically.

Orson smiled and said it was okay, and the two of them continued to huddle together on top of their heads, turning over the large pile of food.

"Come on, have a pie." Harry said. He hadn't given anything to anyone before, and no one had actually shared it with him. Now sitting with Ron munching on pies and cakes that others had bought (the sandwiches had long since been left out in the cold), Harry was a little embarrassed, but Harry felt great while eating and talking.

"What are these?" Harry picked up a pack of chocolate frogs and asked Ron, "They can't be real frogs, can they?"

"No," said Ron, "look at the picture in there, I've got one less Agripba." ”

"What?"

"Oh, of course you wouldn't know, the chocolate frogs have pictures attached to them, you know, they can be collected, they are all famous witches and wizards, I've saved up almost five hundred, but I'm missing Aglibala and Portolemy."

Harry opened the chocolate frog and took out the picture. The picture shows a man's face, wearing a pair of half-moon glasses, with a long, crooked nose and a silver and beard draped. The name on the bottom of the picture is: Albus Dumbledore.

"Oh, it's Dumbledore!" Harry said.

"Don't say you've never heard of Dumbledore!" Ron said, "Can you give me a chocolate frog?" Maybe I'll get Agripbal - thank you. ”

Harry flipped the picture over and read the text on the back, and when he turned it back on, he was surprised to see that Dumbledore's face was gone.

"You certainly can't expect him to stay here all day." Ron said, "He'll be back." I got another Mojana. Oh no, I've got six pictures of her, this one for you, right? You can also start collecting. Ron stared at a pile of unopened chocolate frogs.

"In the Muggle world, once people are photographed, they remain on the photograph forever."

"Really? Why, then they don't move?" Ron looked surprised.

"It's amazing!" Harbour watched as Dumbledore slipped back onto the picture and smiled at him. But Ron's interest lies in eating chocolate frogs, not in looking at pictures of famous witches and wizards. But Harry couldn't take his eyes off the pictures. He had not only Dumbledore and Morjana at once, but also Hangis, Abreic, Seth, Parasser, and Merlin. Eventually, he forced himself not to visit the Druidian Lady Cleona, and opened a bag of Bibi Beans.

"You have to be careful with this," Ron warned Harry, "and what they mean by multi-flavored, you know, is that it tastes like chocolate, mints, marmalade, and so on, but it also tastes like spinach, liver, and belly." George said he once ate a bean with a cow's nose flavor. Orson, you probably haven't eaten any of these things. ”

"How so?" Orson smiled and shook his head, "I also tasted it when I first entered school last year, and before I entered school, you know, my parents wouldn't approve of me eating these things." I had to quietly buy some by myself when I entered school, and I also ate weird beans last year, and even ate an earwax-smelling one, which made me sick. ”

"Oh! You're so unlucky! I've never tasted earwax. ”

Ron let out a strange scream, then picked up a green bean, looked at it carefully, and seemed to muster great courage before taking a bite.

"Oops, got it? Sprouts. ”

This pack of flavored beans allowed them both to enjoy it well. Harry feasted on toast, coconut, baked beans, strawberries, curry, grass, sardines, and even bravely licked a strange gray bean that Ron didn't even dare to touch, which turned out to be peppery.

At this time, the fields that were speeding by outside the car window seemed even more barren, and a neat field had disappeared. A grove of woods, meandering rivers, and dark green hills followed. and there was a knock at their door. The round-faced boy who had rubbed shoulders with Harry on the platform walked in, tears in his eyes.

"I'm sorry, I want to ask, did you see my toad?"

Both Harry and Ron shook their heads, and then he burst into tears without looking at Orson.

"I lost it again! It always wants to run away from me!"

"It'll be back." Harry said.

"Yes," said the boy sadly, "then, if you see ...... Please help me catch it, thank you! ”

With that, he was leaving.

"Longbottom ......"

However, just as he was about to go out, Orson suddenly spoke.

Neville stood there as if he had been immobilized, not daring to move.

"Turn around."

Orson's voice was a little harsh, and Neville turned around tremblingly, looking down at Orson without daring to look at him. Ron and Harry, who were on the side, stopped what they were doing and looked at Orson in surprise, they didn't know why Orson, who had always been mild-mannered, suddenly became like this.

"Every time I visit your house, Lady Augusta mentions you to me, and she always says that you are too timid, too cowardly, not at all like a pure-blood wizard. Madame, I don't agree with that, I don't mean to discriminate against Muggles, but I'm still disappointed in you, think about your parents, how brave and powerful they used to be? Look at you, what do you look like now, you only know how to cry, are you a little baby in kindergarten? Take out your wand and use the Flying Charm to get your pet back, and you must not sue me, you can't even fly to the Charm! ”

Although Orson's voice was very eye-catching, and his words were also sharp, Ron and Harry on the side were stunned when they heard his words, and then they were relieved, they heard that Orson was not so much scolding Neville as an encouragement from an older brother to a younger brother.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Just as Orson finished speaking, a crisp voice suddenly remembered, and then, I saw a babbling little girl running over with her skirt, her brown head was scattered and draped, and there were small freckles on her face. Separated Orson from Neville and spread his arms like an old hen protecting her chicks.

"What are you doing? I don't allow you to bully him, his toad is lost, he is looking for it! ”

Orson looked at the little girl in front of him, was silent for a few seconds, and then nodded slightly.

"I see."

As soon as the palm of his hand was flipped, a white wand appeared in his hand, and he was not seen, but with a slight flick of the wand, the door of a carriage in the distance suddenly opened, and then a yellow-green toad flew over in a panic.

"Forehead ......"

Ron and Harry had just walked up to Orson to see what was going on, but they didn't expect the toad to keep flying towards them, and the two hurriedly retreated, with a look of disgust. Even the little girl who was in front of Orson was so frightened that she wanted to retreat when she saw the toad, and her little face turned white with a brush. But fortunately, she also knew that she wanted to protect Neville from being bullied, so even if she was too scared, she still stood in front of the two of them, but took a slight half step to the side.

"Little girl."

"My name is Hermione Granger."

The little girl said loudly.

"Well, Miss Granger, can you take a moment? Neville's toad is back. ”

Orson smiled slightly, bowed down, and the distance between the two faces suddenly narrowed.

"Okay, okay."

Hermione was shaken by Orson's smile, and then when she saw Orson's face leaning over, her face immediately turned red, and she quickly dodged to the side.

"Huh."

Orson smiled, straightened up, and then looked at Neville, his face suddenly darkened, and then his right hand was raised suddenly.

"Don't!"

The little girl let out an exclamation, causing the other cars to look at each other, but they saw Orson's hand rubbing Neville's head vigorously.

"Neville, remember, I'm your brother, so you can come to me for anything. It just so happens that you are going to study at Hogwarts this year, and every week, no, every three days, come to me every three days, and I will teach you the practice of magic. Remember, if you dare not come, I guarantee you will receive your grandmother's yelling letter the next day, if not to be disgraced in front of everyone...... Do you understand? ”

"Ming, understood."

Neville whispered.

"That's good, guys, I'm sorry I have some problems, so I'll leave for a while."

Then he smiled at Hermione, Harry, and Ron, and turned to walk off into the distance. He could already see that in the distance, the real Slytherin prefect, was waving at him.

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