Chapter 1 A New Friend on the Train
"Excuse me, have any of you seen a toad? Neville lost a ......"
On the "box by box" train, a small furry head poked through the crack in the door that had been opened, but after seeing the owner in the compartment, the voice stopped abruptly.
All this is only because, in this compartment on the last section of the train, there is a teenager her age.
His delicate face and delicate facial features seem to be a delicate sculpture of ancient Rome, reborn from the long river of history.
The only difference may be that on the bridge of his nose, he wears a pair of modern gold-rimmed glasses that obscure his strange dark gold eyes.
After hearing the sound of the door opening, the young man put down the book spread out in his hand, raised his head slightly, and looked at the other party with a gentle gaze, but in the eyes of this little girl, the boy's dark golden pupils seemed to be full of a penetrating power.
That unique temperament and demeanor instantly reminded her of the math teacher in elementary school, and her face couldn't help but blush, and even the tone of her voice was unconsciously humble, and she was not so arrogant.
"I'm helping Neville find his toad."
The little girl had long thick brown hair, a pair of front teeth, and a little baby fat on her cheeks, and judging by her brand-new wizarding robes, she was also a first-year Hogwarts student.
She pushed the door of the cubicle open completely, revealing a round-faced boy behind her, the poor child with tears in his eyes and a red nose from crying, which must be what she called Neville.
"We've been looking for a long time, uh, we've been looking for it from the locomotive, but we haven't found it, I don't know if you see it?"
Facing this polite teenager, the little girl seemed to be a little nervous, and her speech became less fluent, which made her subconsciously comb her messy long hair.
"Oh~ Damn, I didn't even wash my hair in the morning! Maybe I should really try the quick-smoothing bottle I saw in Diagon Alley. β
And after listening to her story, the young man showed a kind smile on his face, nodded affirmatively, and stretched out his hand.
"If you're talking about the toad, then I think I saw it."
The two of them followed the boy's instructions, and saw a toad crouching at Neville's feet, looking innocently at them.
"Levle, so you're here, where have you been?"
Neville excitedly grabbed the toad, and in the face of his doubts, the young man pushed his gold-rimmed glasses with great interest, and said:
"In the wizarding world, pets are actually one of the mystical symbols, unlike the playthings of the Muggle world, the pets have reached a certain bond with their owners with a wonderful sense of ritual, so that there is some mysterious connection between the two.
Therefore, for wizards, a magic pet is often their companion and assistant. And the deeper the affection between the owner and the pet, the closer this occult connection will be, and sometimes, both parties will even share a certain quality of the other.
For example, bats can enhance their owner's sense of hearing, owls can improve their owner's dark vision, and ravens can make their owner smarter and more sensitive to money numbers.
As far as I know, Mr. Dumbledore, the headmaster of Hogwarts, has a phoenix as a magic pet, and it is because of this that he can live to this day. β
γDing! You have successfully used the 'education' skill to impart some strange knowledge to the other party, and with the blessing of good charm, the effect is outstanding, and the experience is +10]
The boy ignored the news that suddenly appeared in front of him, and looked at Neville in the admiring eyes of the little girl and Neville and continued:
"Clumsy, ordinary, and obscure, it's easy to ignore, but at critical moments, there is no lack of courage, and it can always burst out and achieve a fatal blow. This is precisely the quality of a toad, and of course, maybe your toad also has a bit of stealth blood. β
Neville was a little uncomfortable under his gaze, and it was clear that the shy and introverted child didn't know how to respond to the young man in front of him, who didn't know whether to praise or ridicule.
But the little girl rushed to ask, "So this toad has been following Neville all along, but we haven't noticed it, right?" But how do you see it? And I haven't seen what you said in the book. β
It seems that this little girl is still very smart, and she heard the hidden meaning of the young man's words, which clearly means that their eyes are not good, and they can't see this toad.
Facing the little girl's provocation, the young man winked at her and said with a smile: "After all, wise people can always find the essence through appearances and see some things that ordinary people can't see. β
After saying that, without giving the tsundere girl a chance to refute, he stood up directly, straightened his neckline, walked in front of Neville, and stretched out his hand.
His thick and soft black hair, neatly combed back, obviously looked like a child, but he was wearing a neatly ironed black suit, and the whole person was very properly tied, with a bow tie and a watch, a traditional British gentleman's style.
"Honest, loyal, and strong, I think you must be Neville of the Longbottoms, and I heard your grandmother, Madame Augusta, speak of you at my aunt's tea party. Meet me, my name is Clark Prewit, a first-year Hogwarts student. β
The boy's fingers were slender and white, and his nails were neatly trimmed, so a perfect pair of palms should be perfect for playing the piano or waving a magic wand.
Neville must have encountered this situation for the first time, and hurriedly wiped his hands on his robe, and then shook them stiffly.
"Hello, my name is Neville, Neville Longbottom, and I'm new to school."
"Shall I have the privilege of knowing your name, this lovely and kind lady?"
After a polite conversation with Neville, Clark turned to the little girl and asked, this very old gentlemanly manner, which could easily make her laugh.
"Hermione Granger, you can call me Hermione."
Hermione is the first name, Granger is the last name, and calling her Miss Granger is like calling someone else Miss Zhang and Miss Wang, which is a kind of politeness. And calling her Hermione directly is like calling someone else Lili and Jingjing, but it is very intimate.
Obviously, Hermione's initial impression of Clark was good, which led him to call himself by his first name.