Platform 71/2,

Brightly lit,

The platform was full of wizards, densely packed, as if they were welcoming some important big man.

A handsome blonde teenager, carrying a black suitcase, walked through the wall and was also startled when he saw this scene.

Could it be that the news that he won the Hogwarts "Special Contribution to the School" has spread throughout the United Kingdom?

Who leaked the rumors!!

Well, he obviously thinks too much, and it is possible to have this kind of battle with a Merlin medal, but the cricket "School Contribution Award", who knows you chicken?

When you're looking for a job, it's hard to take it out!

Rove was pushed by the flow of people, ruthlessly squeezed on the outermost, and he didn't have a chance to get on the Orient Express.

There are also a lot of reporters with cameras around, taking pictures all the time, and the celebrities in the previous life are just like that, right?

Rove was even more curious.

But the area around the express train was crowded, and the boy stood at the back of the crowd, too short to see anything even if he stood on tiptoe.

Rove had no choice but to look at the tall wizard on the side and asked:

"What are you doing here, sir?"

The tall wizard glanced at Rove, who was a bit cross-eyed, with white marshmallow hair unkempt over his shoulders, and a hat with tassels that hung down to the tip of his nose, and an egg-yellow robe of dazzling color.

The tall wizard still has a big gold chain around his neck, and he almost has a tattoo.

"A somewhat famous wizard is going to ride the Orient Express, and the reporter is interviewing him......" Uncle Dou Cross-Eyed puzzled:

"I'm obviously very famous, and I'm going to make this bus, why didn't anyone interview me?"

Rove pouted, the cross-eyed wizard looked so recognizable, if he was really famous, he definitely had an impression of this face.

It can be seen that the other party is not famous.

Rove was about to take out his broomstick and fly into the air to see which wizard it was, when he was lifted by the cross-eyed uncle on his shoulder.

"See?"

Rove rode on the neck of the cross-eyed uncle, and his vision suddenly widened a lot, and he looked towards the door of the express train, only to see that the train was plastered with photos.

It was a handsome wizard, dressed in a purple robe with wavy blond curly hair, grinning and showing his white teeth.

At the entrance of the Orient Express, a large banner was also pulled:

Gilderoy Lockhart will ride the Orient Express for free!

"Family, my fans, at the invitation of Mr. Tully, I will be riding this Orient Express in the next few days." Lockhart stood at the door of the train, waved his arms and said:

"I'm going to write a book of poems, 'Orient Express,' which will be published in August along with my autobiography, 'My Who Can Magic'.

I'm on the train all this time, and if you want to get up close and personal with me, come and buy a ticket. ”

Lockhart waved at everyone, and Tully on the side also smiled, he spent a lot of money to invite Lockhart, and of course the gimmick had to be full.

But who knows what Lockhart said next, making him almost vomit blood.

"In order to repay the support of my family, with my invoice for a complete set of books, you can ride the train for free, everyone go buy books, don't miss the start time of the train."

A short man with a large black camera jumped up and down in front of Lockhart to take pictures.

"It's unreasonable." The cross-eyed wizard complained: "Alas, what's wrong with this world now, this kind of writer without literary talent can become popular, but I can't do it with such literary talent, it's really bad money driving out good money." ”

Rove asked curiously, "Uncle, are you also a writer?" ”

"What uncle, do I look very old? Call sir, or brother. The cross-eyed wizard rolled his eyes and said, "I'm not a few years older than you, I'm still young." ”

Rove looked at the other party's wrinkled face, and couldn't help but pull the corners of his mouth, in his eyes, over twenty years old will enter the category of uncles, over thirty years old, proper middle-aged old men!

Luo Fuqiang couldn't help but feel uncomfortable, and asked again: "Big brother, are you also a writer?" ”

"Yes, I write a lot, and I'm very famous." The cross-eyed wizard said triumphantly.

He also seemed to be suffocated, and finally found a teenager who was willing to listen to him, and blew vigorously.

After enduring and enduring, Rove really couldn't listen to it anymore, he sighed, put his palm against his chin, and said:

"Uncle, I've heard professors say that a wizard in his thirties, without a girlfriend, single, without a job, will most likely fantasize about himself as a writer."

With an innocent look on his face, Rove asked, "You can't mean you, right?" ”

“……”

"You go down for me!" The cross-eyed wizard put Rove back on the ground, he pinched Rove's moist face fiercely, and said:

"With a little white face like you, it is estimated that in the future, you will be like Lockhart, relying on one face to eat soft rice!"

"That's better than not being able to eat it."

"Who told you I can't eat it?" The cross-eyed wizard snorted: "I got married early, I even have a daughter, and I am very cute and beautiful!" ”

Rove pursed his lips and said in his heart: "If you look like this, my daughter probably won't be able to see any better." ”

As Lockhart entered the train, the crowd gradually dispersed, and Rov patted the dust on his body, waved his hand, and said:

"I'm getting on the train, goodbye sir! If your daughter goes to Hogwarts, I'll take care of her. ”

"Hey, you kid! Don't run!! He chased after him, but Rove had already slipped into the crowd.

The old goblin in a black uniform, wearing a monocle, scanned the crowd with his eyes to guard against the wizard who evaded the ticket.

Rove handed over the ticket and the box, and the fairy looked at it carefully, raised his head, and was about to speak, when the boy had already taken the lead:

"No check-in service, no toads and rats in your pockets!"

“……”

Rove didn't say much and carried a black suitcase into the express, he still bought two sleepers, which allowed him to occupy a small compartment to himself.

The boy quickly found his car, put the box on the bed, glanced at the car opposite, and saw no one.

It's just that in the railing of the upper bunk, two white flower legs stretch out, like white jade lotus roots, hanging in the air, and the white and tender feet are swaying there.

The man was still holding an upside-down magazine with the name "Singing Against Tunes," and she seemed to sense that someone was looking at her, so she moved it.

Rove saw a young girl with waist-length blond hair and two gray eyes.

"Hello." Rove smiled, "My name is Rove Scamander. ”

"Hmm......" The girl nodded, her expression was in a trance, and her gray eyes stared at Rove tightly:

"My name is Luna Lovegood."

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(Thanks to the tips of "Ita Knife Terrace", "Just Love to Swim in the Water" and "Book Friend 20200305164733887")