After Mr. and Mrs. Granger received the approval of the Prime Minister, they left with their daughter satisfied.

Harry also returned to his makeshift room in the Clinton apartment.

The three little ones meet and see you on September 1st.

Everything seems to be at peace.

It's just that in this calm, there is a gradually rich expectation brewing.

The last day of August.

Anthony spent his time at Buckingham Palace.

Her Majesty seemed to be very kind to him that day, and they stayed together for the whole day.

In her half-hundreds, smiling, she sat on a garden bench with Anthony and listened to him tell stories of magic as they appeared in the History of Magic.

Goblin Rebellion.

Medieval witch hunts.

In the Middle Ages, people who could not do magic (Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic and lacked sufficient knowledge of magic, and occasionally they could catch a real wizard, but it was useless to burn the wizard, they only needed to cast a basic fire condensation charm, and then pretend to scream in pain while enjoying the pleasure of numbness.

There was once a witch named Wendelin who liked the feeling of burning too much... (Pleasure?) ）

So deliberately turned into all kinds of appearances, and people caught her forty-seven times.

This guy is definitely a pervert.

Anthony is absolutely sure.

As he spoke, Her Majesty smiled, and from time to time she let out a small laugh.

Last day.

Anthony did not say goodbye or hold a party until the early morning of the next day, when the sun slowly rose.

It's still Mr. Bond.

He drove his Rolls-Royce to King's Cross Station, picking him up Harry.

Two little wizards huddled in the bustling crowd and walked towards the station.

After a while, Hermione and his parents were seen standing on the platform.

"Hey! Hermione. Harry nudged his salute and ran merrily.

"Hello, Harry." Hermione turned back to greet them as well.

"I can't believe we're about to go. I couldn't sleep last night. Harry was excited and nervous at the same time.

The hands holding the cart were sweating.

He wears a small suit with a brown coat and a white undershirt. It fits perfectly.

You don't have to guess to know that it was a community worker, or some agent bought it for him.

It is often said that people rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles, and after changing into this, Harry is a lot more handsome.

Coupled with the smile on his face that has been hanging for several days, such a little Zhengtai is simply a big killer in the world.

"Me too!" The little witch also responded excitedly, but unlike Harry who said it so explicitly, the identity of a girl made her more reserved.

The three little ones seemed to ignore the few adults present, and walked towards the platform between nine and ten.

This time, Anthony didn't meet the Weasleys.

He also deliberately stood on the platform and observed for a moment.

Maybe it's because they came too early.

"Who will be the first man?"

Hermione had learned the way to nine and three-quarters from Harry's mouth.

She hadn't been a muggle for so many years, and she was suddenly asked to hit the wall, and she was still a little scared for a while.

"Cut~"

Anthony threw his head back and spontaneously squeezed over.

In this classic scene, of course, he had to be the first one.

"Mr. Bond!" Anthony suddenly turned his head to look at Mr. Agent, who was silently protecting him.

"Goodbye!" He waved his hand, then took a brisk step and pushed the salute, and lunged forward, seeing him get closer and closer to the wall, but the expected impact did not happen, but Anthony plunged headlong into the wall in front of him, and to outsiders, he seemed to be completely gone.

He continued to run forward.

In the blink of an eye, a crimson steam train appeared in front of him.

"Doot toot!"

The smoke of the steam train swirled over the chirping crowd, and cats of all colors passed under people's feet.

People were noisily parting.

Owls joined in.

Piercing screams. You call me!

Anthony looked up, and there was a metal sign hanging above his head.

It reads: Platform Nine and Three-Quarters!

"Punch in!"

He laughed insolently, then ripped off his bow tie.

Breathing in the steam of the steam train's rusty smell of metal, he finally felt free.

"Wow!"

As Anthony was reveling in the bizarre world in front of him, Hermione's exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

"It's incredible."

"I've read in the History of Magic that in 1827 the Ministry of Magic was trying to ensure that hundreds of students arrived at Hogwarts each year safely without attracting the attention of Muggles. The bold use of the train replaces the original door key. ”

Hermione, who opened the conversation, talked eloquently.

Soon, though, her encyclopedia introduction was interrupted by a voice behind her.

"I almost bumped into you Hermione. Don't stand at the door. Harry also trotted in with a salute.

"Alright, let's get in the car and find a seat first!"

Anthony proposed.

Then the three little ones followed a bustling crowd and boarded the train.

Although Anthony thinks he has arrived early enough. But the first few carriages were already packed with students.

They had to keep walking towards the rear of the train until they got close to the rear of the train before finding an empty compartment.

After placing the salute in the corner of the compartment, the three of them did not communicate with each other.

Instead, they stared out the window with wide eyes.

On the platform, the passing wizards attracted their attention.

Anthony saw a group of young boys holding a poster arguing fiercely about the merchandise on it.

He saw a chubby little boy about their age looking for something on the platform.

He even saw a free-flowing grey owl flap its wings and knock down its owner's suitcase, causing a commotion on the platform.

"It's amazing!"

After a long time, Harry sighed distractedly.

"yes!" Anthony responded, his expression was very different from Harry's, and he was even more agitated, as if some kind of liquid was shaking in his eyes.

At this moment, two wizards with fiery red hair who looked like twin brothers suddenly flashed out of the platform.

After a while, a little boy of Anthony's age, thin and tall, clumsy, and freckles came out.

Ron Weasley!

Anthony couldn't help but set his eyes on him, one of the famous Gryffindor trio, finally appeared!

Suddenly, he looked back at Harry, whose life had been turned upside down by the agents.

I wonder if they will become best friends after missing their first acquaintance?