Chapter 9 Trains

Maybe Linde was lucky today, until 11 o'clock, and there was no little wizard in the box when the train was about to depart.

Of course, it had something to do with his own efforts: the scarf on the table, the books, and a daily prophet were placed separately.

Whenever someone asked, Linde could only helplessly tell the other party, "I'm sorry they went to the toilet." Team up. ”

The wheels of Hogwarts rolled slowly, and a faint feeling of pushing his back acted on his body.

With

The whistle of "Filthy~" mingled with the goodbyes of the wizard parents.

The door to Linde's box creaked open, and a small head was the first to enter.

"Hello, may I ask if there is any spare ...... Good bye! ”

Before Linde could see who was coming, the door was clicked shut.

???

Lind walked over and opened the door to look at the people outside. It was the last time I met Jane Devo at the Fantastic Beasts Store.

"Eh, why are you here so late, there is still a place inside, do you want to go in?"

"Forget it, I might as well just sit in the hallway all the time." Jane looked disdainful and didn't look at Linde.

"Oh, that'll do!" With that, Linde closed the door.

"This is the gentlemanly manners of the English?" Jane thought angrily, and then she heard the door open again.

Hehe, do you want to invite me in again?

"By the way, if someone looks for it in a while, you can tell him that it's full, and you have nothing to do here anyway.

And if someone says something has gone down, say the door is always closed, and tell them not to bother me. ”

Bang!

The door closed again.

I've become a doorman?

Jane scolded Linde silently in her heart, and then stubbornly pushed her luggage and continued to walk deeper into the carriage.

When Linde returned to the carriage, he took out "Theory of Magic" and read it, and in terms of magic, Linde was most interested in two kinds of magic spells and transfiguration.

Both of these are extremely powerful and the most direct means of increasing strength.

There are three first-year textbooks for these two subjects, namely "Standard Spells: Elementary", "Theory of Magic", and "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration".

Obviously, a person who does not know much about the magic system is not suitable for his own private practice, such as himself. So Linde spent all this time reading "Theory of Magic" and "Beginner's Guide to Transfiguration" repeatedly.

He only briefly flipped through other books, such as Potions and Herbology, and regarded them purely as an expansion of knowledge in the wizarding world.

Of course, this is due to the fact that he bought the book too late, so he can only pick and choose.

Who in the magical wizarding world doesn't want to keep knowing. The other day, Linde was at home thinking, "If only people could go without sleeping." ”

Linde reads books very slowly, and often sees half of them turning to a previous page to compare and organize. But he didn't look at it for a moment before he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

Lin De was about to open the door, but obviously the other party still knew some etiquette, so he didn't push the door in directly.

Only then did he stand up, and the door was pulled open.

Then Jane and a girl with thick brown hair and front teeth stood outside the door, and behind them stood a round-faced boy with red eyes and a cowering look.

Jane lifted her little head, giving Linde the feeling that she had brought a group of sisters to clean up after her.

Linde sat in the box for a long time.

"Have you seen a toad? Neville lost a toad. The little brown-haired girl looked at Linde and spoke first.

Hearing this, he had already confirmed the identity of the comer, the arrogant and unsightly Miss Hermione Granger in the original description.

"I think I've told a lady that there's nothing in this room but a boy and his crow."

"Nothing!" Andersen was hoarse and learned to speak to Linde.

"And what if your friends see it?" Jane looked at Linde with a mocking expression. She knew too well that these little boys would not admit that they had done the "bad" thing of owning a private room by themselves.

"yes, I guess we'll have to ask your friends if they saw it, because Neville is really in a hurry." Hermione's tone was still very unkind, and although she was a good-hearted girl, it was not very pleasant.

"I don't have any friends, these things are all my own, and I am alone in this box."

"I'm a bird myself!"

"How can you do that! Do you know how long Divo has been looking for a seat by himself? Hearing what Linde said, Hermione was visibly unhappy.

Jane's head also didn't turn a corner, didn't they all say that these little boys especially like to show their good side in front of girls? Just like the stubborn Ron Weasley I just saw.

It's not that Linde really cares about himself and doesn't care about others, but the entire Hogwarts Express is completely enough to sit, and there is even a lot of spare.

The standard seating in a box is four people, and if you want to be together with some friends or something, you can squeeze five or six people into it.

Harry and Ron, whom he had seen in his previous life, occupied an entire box and no one bothered him. And he also saw it when he got on the train, and the whole train was more than enough to hold these students.

When conditions permitted, Linde preferred that her journey be quieter.

"Come to think of it, some people still bother me for a long time when they push the door open for a trivial matter, so it would be too noisy to let them be in a box with me." Linde meant something.

"It's not a trivial matter, Neville's beloved toad is gone." Hearing this, Neville was about to cry again.

Linde had an incredulous expression on his face and said, "Then why don't you go and find it?" ”

"Find it! Find it! ”

"You... People like you don't have friends! Hermione was so angry that she took Jane's hand and closed the door and walked out.

"He's like a Slytherin." Neville, who was following them, whispered.

"Slytherin? What happened to Slytherin? Jane asked suspiciously, she wasn't as angry as Hermione, and although what Lind said didn't surprise her, combined with what he said at the Fantastic Beasts Store and on the train before... It seems to be normal, too.

So she cared more about the Slytherin that Neville was talking about.

"Don't you know?" Neville asked suspiciously, as she knew from some previous conversations that Jane was also from a wizarding family.

"I'm from Germany and I came here because of my grandmother. All I know is that Slytherin is one of Hogwarts houses, named after Salazar Slytherin, one of the founders.

But what does that have to do with you saying that guy is like a Slytherin. ”

Neville understood after hearing Jane's answer, and then he continued

"A lot of the evil Dark Wizards came out of Slytherin. Many pure-blood wizards were sorted into Slytherin.

And a lot of them have no one in mind, and I'd rather drop out if I were sorted there. ”

"Well, I hope I'm not a Slytherin. By the way, do you know how they are sorted? Jane asked again.

If Neville's words are true, then that guy must be Slytherin's share......

"What do you think, Hermione?"

"The stinky bird." She hadn't heard Neville and Jane talking, and she thought about the crow she had been interjecting as she had spoken.

After they left, Linde sat in the box and held the book blankly, but his mind was not on the book at all.

He tugged back his shoulder-length hair, thinking about the scene he had just seen.

Although he didn't have any problems just now, he just scolded the two little wizards out of a playful mentality.

But in my heart, when did I do this? Could it be because he was infected by Felix's spit soul?

And he felt that he was playing with a mentality that he didn't have before: he didn't like or even allow others to communicate with him with a condescending attitude.

Just like at Gringotts at the time.

He asked Andersen, "Have I always been like this?" ”

Andersen didn't dare to reply, so he could only pretend not to understand......