"Come on," Van Lin said helplessly, looking at Hermione in the distance, "if we walk around, we might be able to find a seat." ”

"Alright," Harry nodded, carrying Hedwig's cage in one hand and a suitcase in the other.

They and Ginny struggled to move through the carriage, peering in through the flat glass compartments as they passed them, all of which were full.

Harry was not surprised to notice that many of them were looking back at him with interest, and a few others were gently pushing their neighbors with their elbows and pointing at him.

After Harry had been in this situation for five cubicles in a row, he remembered that there had been a lot of readers in the Daily Prophet every day all summer slandering him.

He just wondered if the people who were looking at him and whispering now believed the stories.

"Oh, don't care. "A lot of times that's like that, they don't even understand what's going on, and as witnesses to most of the experience, it's a little sad, but you can't reverse what they mean." ”

"You mean, they believe the nonsense?"

"There is no doubt about it, but it cannot be said to be believed. "In fact, they're just a bunch of wall grass, and now the bigger wind is the Ministry of Magic." ”

Van Lin frowned, Rita Skeeter's progress was much slower than he expected, and this was still as an attacker, and the damn guy wrote articles that didn't hurt, but made people look angry, and this was probably revenge for imprisoning her.

However, this is also for her good, didn't she see Rita lose weight back to the level of a normal person?

With the amount of beetle food, even if you eat constantly, it may not be able to meet Rita's consumption standard.

"It's really bad. Van Lin frowned slightly.

"What?"

"Nothing, I mean those articles. Van Lin said quickly, "However, don't worry, this is easy to solve, the Ministry of Magic can't keep it hidden, so, it's like when we were in the second year, anyway, we haven't been questioned once or twice." ”

At Vanlin's urging, the group continued to walk forward, and in a very back box they met Neville Longbottom, and it seemed that Neville had not changed too much as he had reached the fifth grade, and it was worth mentioning that Neville had risen in height, even taller than Ron, and his round face was covered with beads of sweat from dragging his suitcase, and his pet toad was still clutched in one hand.

"Hello, Vanlin, Harry," he said breathlessly, "Hello, Ginny is full of people everywhere and I can't find a seat. ”

"What are you talking about?" asked Ginny as she pushed Neville away and stared at the cubicle behind him. "There's still a seat in this room, and there's only Lovegood alone in it next year, so even if Ron comes back, he'll be able to sit down, that's ......"

Neville, on the other hand, muttered something like don't bother anyone.

"Don't be stupid," Ginny said with a smile, "she's fine. Ginny pulled the door open and dragged her suitcase inside, Harry and Neville following her.

"Hello, Luna," Ginny said with a smile, "can we sit in these seats?"

The girl by the window looked up at them. She had messy, waist-length, dirty white hair, very pale eyebrows, and bulging eyes, which made her look so weird all the time.

Harry knew immediately why Neville had chosen to skim through the chamber. The girl let out a visibly delirious breath. Perhaps the feeling actually stemmed from the fact that her wand was safely stored behind her left ear, or the necklace she wore made of cork, or the magazine she was reading right now, which she held upside down. Her eyes looked at Neville, then glanced at Hahari and Van Lin, then nodded.

"Thank you," Ginny said with a smile on her.

Harry and Neville put down the three suitcases and placed Hedwig's cage on the luggage rack before sitting down.

But Fan Lin sat down early, and looked at his senior sister with great interest.

Luna Lovegood, nicknamed Mad Girl.

Fan Lin had heard of him for a long time, and he had seen him from afar, but it was the first time that he had such a close contact, but that inexplicable temperament made everyone remember her for a moment.

To put it nicely, it's ethereal, and as for the rest......

Luna seemed to be fascinated by them, and she looked at them from above the upside-down magazine, whose name was Nitpicker.

To be honest, I have never seen such a magazine, and there are many magazines large and small in the wizarding world, but the only one that can say it is the Daily Prophet, and the Luna family sings and sings against it, and there is very little knowledge about it.

However, Luna is a very interesting person, she doesn't seem to need to blink like a normal person. She had been staring at Harry across the seat from the beginning, and she had been looking, and Harry wished he hadn't come in now.

"Did you have a good summer, Luna?" asked Ginny. "Yes," Luna said in a sleepwalking. She didn't take her eyes off Harry. "Yes, it's fun, I know you know. You are Harry Potter. She added.

"I know I am," Harry said. Neville smiled. Luna turned her gaze to him. "I don't know who you are, though. ”

"I'm nobody. Neville said hurriedly.

"What are you?" said Ginny sharply, "Neville Longbottom—Luna Lovegood." Luna was my classmate in the same year, but from Ravencro House. ”

"Immeasurable wisdom is humanity's most precious treasure," Luna said in a chanting tone.

"As for you......" Luna took one last look at Van Lin, and almost instantly, Van Lin felt that she was being targeted by something.

"I know who you are, powerful and intelligent wizards are always remembered, and my dad likes you very much, and he says that Hogwarts hasn't had a student like this in hundreds of years, Van Lin Ayr. ”

"What kind of student is just troubled, and if possible, I'd love to focus on other things. ”

"A bright mind is your safeguard. Luna said suddenly, and then she held up the upside-down magazine to cover her face and fell silent.

Harry and Neville looked at each other, both raising eyebrows. Ginny, on the other hand, couldn't help but giggle.

Fan Lin was also a little embarrassed, obviously he had a good conversation just now, which not only made Fan Lin wonder if he was wrong in that sentence, or was Luna like this?

Perhaps the latter is more likely.

The train roared forward, carrying them into the open countryside. Today's weather was strange and irregular, one moment the cubicles were full of sunshine, but the next they were under ominous dark clouds.

Van Lin didn't look at Luna, after all, it wasn't polite, sometimes it was good to go their own way, and Harry and Neville did just that.

Harry was afraid that people would look at him strangely, and Neville simply didn't speak, he could only talk about his vacation.

"Guess what birthday present I got?" Neville said.

"Another memory ball?" Harry asked, remembering that the crystal ball-like device had been given to him by Neville's grandmother to improve his severe amnesia. Moreover, the ball was thrown high into the air by Draco when he was in his first year.

Come to think of it, compared to Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell is simply a question to be given, but even so, he and Van Lin are still overstepping their magic skills.

"No," Neville said frankly. "I've got one and that's enough, though I lost the old one a long time ago, but it doesn't matter, look at this ......" He no longer clutched the poor toad in his hand, but put it in his bag, and then, after a bit of rummaging, took out what looked like a gray cactus in a vial, but the plant was covered in pimples instead of spikes.

"Mim Blas, Mim Bretonia. Neville said proudly.

Harry stared at the thing. It was pulsating slightly, which gave it a dangerous appearance, as if it were the internal tissues of some kind of disease.

"It's real, it's really rare," Neville said beamingly, "I don't even know if there's one in a Hogwarts greenhouse." I can't wait to show it to Professor Sputlaw. My great uncle Ergi brought it to me in Sicilya. If I had the chance, I'd go there. ”

Harry knew that Neville's interest in magical herbology was magical herbology, but Harry couldn't figure out what he wanted such a dwarf plant for in his life.

"Oh, Hogwarts doesn't, it's a rarity, Neville. "But it's good to use medicine." ”

"What can it do—well—for?" asked Harry.

"Spit something," Neville said proudly, "it's an amazing defensive device. Here, help me get it......" Neville placed the vertigo toad on Harry's lap as he shifted the scene, and pulled a large quill from his bag.

Luna's drum eyes now reappeared behind the upside-down magazine, watching Neville in action. Neville brought the plant closer to his eyes, his teeth biting his tongue, picking a spot, and stabbing it hard with a quill pen.

In an instant, Van Lin pulled out a piece of cloth to block himself, and the next second, liquid erupted from each of the plant's bumps, like viscous, stinking dark green ink. Juice splashed on the ceiling, windows, and Luna's magazine, and Ginny covered her face with her arm, looking like she was wearing a sticky green hat.

But Harry was unlucky, his hands were stopping Trevor's escape, and he was sprayed all over his face. The juice smelled like rancid fertilizer.

Neville's face was sprayed all over the place, and he shook his head to get the juice out of his eyes.

"Yes—I'm sorry," he said breathlessly, "I've never tried it before and didn't realise it could be so violently sprayed but don't worry, this juice is non-toxic," he added nervously as he saw Harry spit on the floor.

It was at this moment that the door to their cubicle was opened.

"Oh hello, Harry," said a disturbed voice, "Well, it seems like the time has come. Harry wiped the lenses of his glasses with the hand that wasn't holding the toad. A very beautiful girl stood in the doorway and smiled at him, this girl had long, shiny black hair.

"Oh hello, Autumn" Harry's mind went blank.

"Well," Qiu said, "Well, I just wanted to say hello to you, so goodbye." ”

A touch of pink appeared on her face, and she closed the door and left.

Harry collapsed in his chair and groaned in pain. He didn't like it when Cho found out he was around such a cool group of people who were laughing at them like he was talking about, and he had no choice but to sit with Neville and Luna Ragdon, clutching a toad in his hand and getting his head wet with sap.

"Don't mind," said Ginny, cheering up, "See, we can easily get rid of the juice." She drew her wand and shook it slightly, and the juice was gone.

"I'm sorry," Neville whispered again, knowing why Harry was upset that they were living together.

"But, great, he's healthy, but I wouldn't recommend keeping him in our dorm, maybe we need to have a separate ......."

......

When the food truck passed by, Ron and Hermione hadn't been here for almost an hour.

Harry, Ginny, and Neville had finished their pumpkin pie and were now busy exchanging their chocolate frog cards, while Van Lin waited for the girl to come back for dinner.

Well, it's just that Hermione did it better.

The door to the cubicle opened, and Ron and Hermione entered, along with Crookshank Hill and the piglet screaming in its cage.

"I'm starving," Ron said, placing the piglet next to Hedwig, snatching a piece of chocolate frog candy from Harry and sitting down next to Harry.

He tore the wrapper, took a small bite of the frog's head, and leaned back with his eyes closed, as if he had had spent an exhausting morning.

"Yes, there are two fifth-year prefects in each house," Hermione said, also sitting in her seat with an unhappy face, "one for each girl. ”

"Guess who the Slytherin prefect is?" Ron's eyes remained closed.

"Malfoy," Harry replied quickly, as Van Lin had said before, but Ron didn't seem to listen.

"Of course, damn it. Ron said bitterly, and then he shoved the remaining frog candy into his mouth, and then took another piece.

"And that Percy Perkins, who looks exactly like a cow," said Hermione hostilely, "how did she be a superior when she was thicker than a roller."

"Maybe there's something wrong with Professor Snape's aesthetic. "And who is the prefect of Hayfbaf?"

"Ennie Macmillan and Hannah Apot," Ron said with a long sigh. "And Ansni Gdenstein and Padma Patil are the prefects of Ravencrow Academy. ”

"You invited Padma Patil to the Ball," said a muffled voice. Everyone turned to look at Luna, who looked at Ron from above the magazine with blank eyes. Ron swallowed a mouthful full of frog candy.

"Yes, I know I did," Ron said, looking slightly surprised.

"She didn't like the prom," Luna told Ron. "She thinks you're treating her badly because you didn't dance with her. But I don't think I'll mind if it's me. She thoughtfully adds, "I don't like to dance too much. ”

She retracted to the back of the magazine again. Ron's mouth was wide open, his eyes straight, and he looked left and right for Ginny to give some explanation, but Ginny had already covered her mouth with her fingers to prevent herself from laughing. Ron shook his head dumbly, then looked at his watch, and now he wondered if he had gone to the wrong room, or maybe there was something wrong with the way it was opened?