The commotion in the hallway turned out to be a false alarm. A boy in the next carriage accidentally let go of his toad, and the beast jumped up and down in the carriage and made a fuss, and the owner panicked and tried to get it back, only to stumble while climbing the luggage rack and sit on the belly of Vincent Crabbe who was in a coma...... Well, by the time things got here, it couldn't really be called a false alarm, not to mention that it was far from over.

It was evident that the toad, named "Levy", was much quicker and more adventurous than his clumsy master, and took advantage of the chaos in the carriage to slip through the crack in the door, leaving his poor master blocked in the corner by Crabbe's friends to greet him.

It wasn't until 15 minutes later that a student with a strong sense of justice saw the room through the door glass as he passed by, rushed in to relieve him, and by that time Riffford had long since disappeared.

"—Really, Mr. Longbottom, you are related to me."

Neil Wanru, who was rummaging through the trash cans to find Levy, said.

Neville Longbottom stood behind him with some embarrassment, not knowing how to reply, his chubby round face tense. He was very unaccustomed to being courted, and he didn't know how to deal with this kind of extremely pompous guy, so he was stunned for a while, and even forgot to thank this stranger who helped him find a pet.

However, Neil Van doesn't discriminate against introverts because of this rudeness.

"Think about it, the two of us were on the same day, on the same train, by mistake—I mean the same person, what a wonderful fate! What does that old saying come about? Wang Ba looks at the green ...... Oh sorry, not that. ”

The Venerable Third Elder once taught that the more such a person is silent and seems to have no social circle, the easier it is to develop into a potential consumer object, after all, the fewer people can negotiate when encountering problems, the easier it is to be deceived.

As for the fact that in order to demonstrate the correctness of this theory, he tried to deceive the six elders who were alone in the alchemy room all day long and perfectly met the above conditions, but because he was accidentally exposed, he was chased and killed by the latter with a demon hammer.

Neil did not intend to emulate the failure of his mentor, although the cowardly-looking little fat man in front of him was obviously not comparable to the six elders in terms of alertness, and his words that he was not familiar with and were dragged down by his English proficiency and discounted again may not be able to deceive, but as the saying goes, treat customers with sincerity, the so-called "deception" is just a metaphor after all, and the three elders will definitely not want to do something contrary to business ethics.

"Enough, don't bully him!"

What's more, there's a difficult babysitter here.

The curly-haired schoolgirl glared at Neil viciously, reaching between him and Neville like a she-cat guarding her cubs, which must have stood straight up by now if she had cat ears on her head.

"I don't know why you're joking about that all the time, but I'm telling you, it's because they want to snatch Levle from Neville that they let it run away! It was those people who deliberately dragged him from behind while he was climbing the luggage rack, and he fell off it! Please don't treat him like this with you...... Hooligans mixed up! ”

Neil smiled nonchalantly, he didn't seem to take much of it to the point of his nose and scolding him.

"I have no doubt about that, Miss Granger, just as I have no doubt about your integrity, bravery, diligence, and wisdom."

"What? You ......! ”

The self-proclaimed Hermione Granger, seemingly aggressive girl, who saved Neville from a gang of bad boys, is admirable for her courage and sense of justice in the face of the ill-intentioned siege of four or five boys. Unfortunately, she doesn't seem to have a good impression of Neil's own social etiquette, and is wary of him as one of the misbehaps.

- Actually, it makes sense, but Harry and Ron, who can quickly mingle with this passerby, may be a little too wary of people.

"I honestly assure you, Miss Granger, that no matter how provocative my words and actions may seem to you, they are not—on the contrary, I have always been very respectful and sincere with my customers."

Hermione glared at him again, trying to show him with a determined gaze that she would never be deceived by a few words, but Neil could only shake his head and turn to Neville, who was better talkative.

"You see, Mr. Longbottom, language is an esoteric science, and no matter how much I was unwilling to offend a noble lady, it backfired. But when it comes to the art of language, there is a story in my hometown, I don't know if you've heard of it:

"A long, long time ago, a wise man was sent to a neighboring country, and when the king of the neighboring country saw that he was small in stature, he was contemptuous, and in his majesty's opinion he openly asked, 'Is there no one in your country?' Why would someone like you be chosen as an envoy? 'Well, Mr. Longbottom, guess what he did without starting with the letter F?' ”

Poor Neville could only shake his head in confusion before he could realize why he had suddenly started telling the story, and Hermione was still holding his arms in anger.

He said, "Returning to Your Majesty, according to the rules of our country, what kind of envoys will be sent to whatever kind of country we are going to. If the people of that country are martial, they should send brave men to negotiate with them; If the people are good-hearted, they should send people of simple character to have good relations with them...... Although my country is vast and populous, it is impossible to find a more useless person than me, so I have to be sent here. ”

Neville let out a soft "ah" in his realization, but Hermione was clearly not satisfied with the fact that he agreed with the other party so easily, even if it was just a story he told: "It doesn't make sense!" It is inappropriate to say such things in diplomacy! ”

Neil nodded generously, even expectantly, "Exactly, Miss Granger." The king was so angry that he jumped up from his throne, struck the wise man in the knee with a heavy fist, and shouted to the guards, 'Come, raise the ceiling of the cell by two blocks, and put this deceitful in it!' ’”

This abrupt twist in the middle of a serious story succeeded, and Neville, who was listening intently, almost squirted, and even Hermione couldn't help but tilt the corners of her mouth upward.

"You're funny, Wan ...... Mr. ”

"It's an honor that we have reached a consensus on this issue." Neil bowed deeply, but this time he controlled the fancyness of his movements slightly, and Hermione's eyebrows were not as tight as they were last time, "Tell me, Mr. Longbottom, why did you name that toad Levor?" ”

"Me?" Neville was a little flustered by the fact that the topic was thrown to him, but after a laugh, he didn't recognize the two of them as much as he had at the beginning, "Well, there's no reason, I think." ”

"Well, I just want to say, it's a good name. In my hometown, the homonym of the word 'Levou' means 'to bring luck', and many people give their pets – dogs in most cases – this name. In the past, many of the slaves of wealthy families had this name, just as the English often named Ma Ben Luban, Little Dock or Sancho...... Wait, I seem to be mistaken again, one of them is not British, right? ”

This rambling nonsense unexpectedly piqued Hermione's interest.

"Do you like literature, Mr. Wan?"

"Of course, Miss Granger." Raising his head, Neil looked at her for the first time - in order to avoid needless anger, he had always naturally looked at the lower part of her chest, following the trick of facing wild bears, "I don't dare to show off my artistic achievements to you, but it's rare to visit England, and many of the works are still worth seeing, especially when I can buy original books here and take advantage of the weakness of the elders who don't understand the exchange rate to reimburse them at a premium." If you wish, we could even go to the opera together another day – I would have dreamed of hearing Wagner at the Royal Opera House, though technically it had nothing to do with literature. ”

"People from wizarding families don't seem to care much about non-magical culture and art." Perhaps because it touched on a topic of interest, Hermione didn't mind his fragmented tirade this time, "It's nice to meet someone with similar interests here, maybe I did misunderstand you before." ”

She held out a hand.

"I accept your invitation, Neil."

“……”

However, Neil Wan, who was staring thoughtfully at that hand, did not immediately shake it back, but pondered for a long time before he stepped forward as if he had suddenly realized, knelt down on one knee in front of Hermione, and gently held the small hand to his lips—

……

……

When he returned to the carriage with a red mark like a maple leaf on his face, he found that the table was piled with snacks bought from the cart, and Ron's face was bulging like a hamster, and he was still stuffing food into his mouth.

"Wow, wow, Mr. Potter, Mr. Weasley, you two are going to the banquet behind my back, huh? That's not interesting......"

Obviously, I didn't hear it for a while, but this strange tone and wording inexplicably made people feel nostalgic, and all three of them laughed.

"Hey, you've been gone for a long time, are you in trouble?"

"Oh, just helping someone deal with a little pet commotion...... Compared to this Mr. Weasley, there is one thing I would like to ask, is it true that the kiss has been abolished in Britain now? ”