"Hey, Harry, Hagrid!" Hermione said with a smile on her face, "It's great to be able to meet you here." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Sensing Hermione's insincerity, Al grinned silently and turned his gaze to Hagrid and Harry.

Hagrid was the same as before, the same as before, and Harry, who didn't know how he did it, was looking embarrassed, with messy hair, dust, and even a broken glass.

"What are you doing here, did you get into a fight with someone else?" asked Al.

"Alas, don't mention it. Harry said with a sad face, "I wanted to use Floo powder for Diagon Alley, but I got lost and went to another alley. ”

"Where have you been all this time?" Hermione asked as she helped Harry dust off his body, "why didn't you reply to our letters?"

Harry was about to speak, but Hagrid spoke first.

"His uncle's family locked him up and wouldn't let him contact you. At this, Hagrid clenched his fists angrily and said angrily, "Damn Muggles, if I had known about this, I would not have let ......them go."

With such a family as relatives, Al felt deep sympathy for Harry.

At this time, several people squeezed through the crowd and came to Al's side, and Al looked at it, and it turned out to be Ron, Fred, George, and a middle-aged man he had never seen before.

"Harry!" the middle-aged man gasped, wiping the sweat from his forehead, looking at Harry, "I hope you've only missed one furnace door, and Morido is going crazy." ”

Ron saw Al and Hermione at this time, and he was pleasantly surprised, "Hey, what a coincidence, why are you here!"

"It's a coincidence. Hermione smiled far-fetchedly, now it's okay, there are so many people, and she wants to be alone with Al, and now she has to give up completely.

"You're Al and Hermione, aren't you?" the middle-aged man gestured to the two of them in a friendly manner, "I'm Arthur Weasley, Ron's father, and thank you for taking care of Ron at Hogwarts." ”

"You're so polite, Mr. Weasley. Al smiled and shook his hand.

"Harry lives in my house now, and we picked him up from his uncle. Ron said, turning his gaze back to Harry and asking with interest, "Which fireplace did you come from?" ”

"Tumbledown Alley. As Harry spoke, Mr. Weasley used his wand to restore his lenses to their original state.

"Great!" Fred cried out with George, "it's a place where grown-ups never let us go, and we've always wanted to go there." ”

Al had heard of Tumbledown Alley, saying that it was full of dark magic and some contraband, and that only wizards with bad hearts would go there.

"You'd better not go. Hagrid grimaced, "Alright, I have to go, let's see you at Hogwarts." ”

When Hagrid leaves, the group heads to the Blotted Bookstore, where Al sees Mrs. Weasley and Ron's only sister.

"Oh dear, I'm scared to death. Mrs. Weasley gave Harry a hug and began to carefully dust him off.

Al turned his head to look at the Blotted Bookstore, where a large crowd was crowding outside its door, standing there bustling like a busy vegetable market.

A weary male wizard, standing in the doorway to maintain order, shouted loudly, "Ladies, please be quiet...... Don't crowd...... Beware of book ......"

Al looked up at the second floor of the bookstore, where a large banner read: Gilderoy Lockhart, signed for the sale of his autobiography "I Can Magic".

"Alright, let's get in quickly. Mrs. Weasley took her daughter by the hand, and with an excited look on her face, squeezed into the crowd.

"I really don't understand. Ron looked at his mom and frowned and complained, "What's so wonderful about these books that they're so popular." ”

"It's just grandstanding. Hermione said, "In times of peace like this, his adventures are sure to appeal to countless people, just like your mother." ”

At this, Hermione smiled secretly at Al and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "But I think our story is much more exciting than his, right, High King?"

Al gave Hermione a blank look, then looked at the long line, untied the purse, and handed it to her.

"Sorry Hermione, I really don't want to go in, you can buy the book for me by the way. ”

......

1 September, King's Cross Station.

In the morning, Al arrived at the station early, pushed the luggage cart, crossed the platform nine and three-quarters, boarded the Hogwarts Express, and finally found an empty box and sat down.

As the number of people on the platform grew, ten minutes later, Hermione also walked into the box with her luggage.

"What about Harry and Ron? aren't they here yet?" asked Hermione.

"I didn't see it. Al shook his head and helped Hermione put her luggage on the luggage rack, "But I guess it's going to be soon, after all, it's still a while before the train starts." ”

However, after waiting for a long time, Al did not see any trace of Harry and Ron.

At this time, a girl with long light blonde hair walked into the box, she looked at the vacant seats in the box, and asked, "Excuse me, can I sit here?"

Al looked at the girl, her voice was ethereal, her skin was fair, her facial features were delicate, she was a very beautiful little girl not inferior to Hermione.

Judging by her age, this girl should be a freshman this year.

Originally, the seats in the box were reserved for Harry and Ron, and Hermione didn't want outsiders to sit here, but since she was a first-year girl, she seemed a little hesitant.

Perhaps this girl will join Gryffindor House in the future, and it seems too unkind to turn her down.

After glancing at Al, Hermione got up and gave up her window seat to the girl, then sat down next to Al, and pointed to the seat and said, "Of course, please take a seat." ”

"Thank you. ”

Because there was one more person, Hermione couldn't say anything, and just like that, there was a brief silence in the box.

It wasn't until just before the train left that Al saw Fred, George, and Ron's sister, Ginny, hurrying onto the train.

As the Weasley siblings passed by the door to the box, Hermione called Ginny in.

"Hi, Ginny. Hermione asked, "What about Ron and Harry, why didn't they follow you?"

"I don't know. Ginny looked behind her and said in a puzzled tone, "But I think they're right behind me." ”