In front of the door is the surging flow of people at King's Cross Station, and behind the door is the whistle of a red locomotive spewing white smoke!

Two different worlds separated by a wall!

After stepping through the magic gate, the world changed.

[Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock]

A sign hangs on the steam locomotive, while a pillar on one side reads "Platform 93/4"

The smoke of the locomotive lingered over the crowd, and kittens of all colors walked through the feet of the people.

Harry opened the cage, and Hedwig jumped to the rim of the cage, then kicked its feet and spread its wide wings and took off.

"Tired of being in a cage, Hedwig?"

Hedwig, who circled over the station, landed on Harry's arm, standing up straight and handsome.

The cats were frightened, Hedwig had the aura of a superior predator, and Hedwig, trained by Harry to catch foxes, rabbits, and squirrels, was so fierce that she didn't look like a pet or a messenger, and she liked the little master very much, because Harry never let him shrink into a corner with his wings, but ran with him, led him to fly, and hunted with him.

People turned their eyes to look at the imposing snowy owl, Hedwig was too brilliant compared to its kind.

So is its owner.

Harry was wearing a short-sleeved tight T-shirt and sleeveless leather jacket, and a horseskin arm guard on his left arm, Hedwig's claws were very sharp and powerful, and he could still feel its strength through this layer of arm guards.

The knowledgeable wizard also noticed the black dragon skin backpack, which was not a bargain either.

What's more, Harry had two guns, or two wands, one black and one white, which was stunning.

There had been no such student at Hogwarts before, and for a new student to do so, his talent had already been revealed.

Harry had long been accustomed to being watched, and after his victory in the boxing match, the cheers and applause from the audience were much more enthusiastic, and many ripe big sisters wanted to eat a bite of tender grass, but unfortunately they couldn't, and at most reached out to rub the oil.

At 10:30 a.m., Harry boarded the Hogwarts Express, and after he vanished, there was a lot of talk about him in the crowd.

"That's Harry Potter!"

A little girl shouted to her mother in surprise.

"My dad is an Auror, and he said Harry saved Captain Jason and knocked out the horned camel with them!"

"That's cool!"

"Can I go to him for an autograph later, Mom?" The little girl holding her face seems to have dreamed of a fairy tale about holding hands with the prince.

But none of this Harry knew.

There were still a lot of empty seats in the carriage, Harry picked a car where no one was there, and sat down, and grabbed a handful of Hedwig's snacks from the dragon's leather bag, which were crispy rat chips, Harry made them himself, and the mice were not difficult to buy, clean and hygienic.

After petting Hedwig, Harry took out the toolbox for the maintenance of his wand, and Mr. Ollivander told him to be kind to his wand, and Harry would naturally do it, but although the wand has the appearance of a firearm, it is very different on the inside, and it is impossible to disassemble the gun for maintenance, but it is possible to apply the magic grease for protection and clean and lubricate the chamber.

According to the detailed instructions, Harry's selfless maintenance companions, ebony and white ivory, were more shiny after the maintenance was completed.

Harry tugged at the receiver and there was a crisp metallic sound, and at that moment, he noticed someone staring intently at his hand, or his gun.

"Hello." Harry said hello.

"Sorry, hello."

The recovering spectator smiled apologetically at Harry, "Are they all yours?" ”

The man pointed to the ebony and white ivory, and spoke with some confusion.

"Yes." Harry nodded, "Ebony and white ivory." ”

"It's beautiful, and you can have two wands, mine is this."

The man showed off a small Smith Wesson M36 revolver with a silver-white body and a small black J-shaped grip that was perfect for girls with smaller palms.

The visitor was a girl with fluffy hair and shiny front teeth that made her look a little beaver.

"Hermione Granger."

The girl stepped forward generously and dragged her suitcase.

"Harry Potter."

Harry and Hermione shook hands.

"Sure enough! I read that right, you're Harry! You know, there's a lot of talk about you in the wizarding world, I've seen at least five or six books written about you, you're the one who foiled the mystery man, it's incredible, who can survive the killing curse, I didn't think I'd see you with my own eyes. ”

Harry was stunned by Hermione's barrage of words, and this way of speaking, which was self-familiar, or only concerned about his own curiosity, was not so cute, but it was interesting.

"Can I sit here?" Hermione gestured across from Harry.

"Of course, do you want me to help put the box on?"

"Thank you very much!"

Harry didn't mind Hermione's chatter, in this A.K. Rowling's Hallelujah world, he didn't plan to form a Gryffindor gang, and even Gryffindor, he didn't plan to go, and Hermione's counterparts probably stopped with the Hogwarts Express.

The heavy suitcase was easily lifted and stuffed onto the luggage rack, and when he raised his hand, he seemed to show his eight-pack abs, and when Harry sat back in his seat, he saw Hermione, whose face was a little red.

However, he was not interested in future wives, gentlemen did not take advantage of others, and Harry considered himself quite decent.

"Your owl is so pretty, does it have a name?"

Looking at Hedwig, who was begging at the rat, Hermione had a little envy in her eyes, "I bought more basic extracurricular books, so I didn't buy a pet, if I could, I want to have a cat, Hogwarts should be able to have a cat." ”

"I think so, the station is full of cats, and there should be a lot of students."

"It's Hedwig, a snowy owl." Harry rubbed Hedwig's head, and the little one rubbed the top of his head against Harry's palm.

"But how do you have two wands, shouldn't they all be one?"

The conversation was back to square one, and Hermione was twelve points curious about everything.

"Well, I can't tell, Mr. Ollivander chose this for me in the end, the wand chose the wizard, and they all chose me."

"Ebony and white ivory." Harry spun a gun and slipped it into the holster around his waist.

Two people who don't know much about the wizarding world actually have a lot of topics to talk about, but they are basically asking questions, and then flipping through the book to find them, and finally sharing the answers, and after a while, the Hogwarts Express honked again, and a loud whining sound spread all over the platform, and the young wizards who had not yet boarded the train hurriedly carried their luggage on the train, and the parents' instructions also became urgent.

The Hogwarts Speeds were slowly starting, the whining whistle was getting shorter and shorter, the station was left behind, and the red steam locomotive drove off the platform and broke into the vast world outside.

The speed of the car increased, the acceleration bump made the floor shake slightly, the noise in the hallway gradually subsided, and most of the young wizards found their seats and talked and laughed with their classmates in a carriage.

Hermione excitedly chatted with Harry about the four houses of the school with a thick copy of "Hogwarts: A School History", and Harry, as a listener, tried to restrain the corners of his eyebrows from throbbing, after all, the more he knew, the more torn apart the original Hogwarts in his mind.

About five minutes after the train started, there was a knock on their carriage door.

A sweaty, round-faced boy knocked nervously on the door, and the somewhat chubby boy winced as the two turned their heads to star.

But in the end, he gritted his teeth and opened the door, and asked in a slightly trembling voice, "Please... Excuse me.... Can I sit here? The other boxes were full, and I couldn't find any empty ones. ”

"Sure, come on, but wait a minute, I'll make Hedwig take a place."

Harry stretched out his left hand, and Hedwig jumped up at once, and the window of the train was pushed open by Harry, and a strong wind rushed in, Hedwig jumped two steps forward against the wind, and then jumped on the windowsill with her foot, spreading its wings.

The eagle struck the sky angrily, and although the owls looked cute and cute, they were real eagles.

"When heydwig gets tired of playing, heydwig will knock on the window herself." Harry swept Hedwig's seat, then picked up Neville's suitcase, and a chubby little creature tried to run away, but Harry grabbed him by the calf.

"Oh, your toad, it just wanted to escape."

"Levy!" The boy took the chubby toad in his arms, and the chubby arm strangled the little guy with his legs open and his mouth open, as if he was going to burst into hiccups in the next second, and his soul flew to the west, no wonder this guy would run away, not to mention that it was naughty.

"If you try harder, you're going to blow up."

After putting the suitcase on it, Harry reached out and poked Refle's bulging belly, not to mention it, it felt pretty good.

"Oh, oh!" After hearing Harry's words, he suddenly let go, and Rifle looked at Harry with his round eyes, as if thanking the stranger for his help.

"It would be nice if there were bullfrogs, I suddenly wanted to eat dry pot bullfrogs, the meat is elastic and delicate, and it is delicious in the world."

The gratitude in Riff's eyes vanished instantly, and he let out a hoarse scream, and jumped up and down behind his little master, and finally cowered in the corner of the bench farthest from Harry, his eyes shivering and closed.

"Hahaha." Harry was laughed at by the toad, who understood human nature, as if he could understand human speech, "Toads are poisonous and can't be eaten, I'm talking about bullfrogs, farmed." ”

Rifle opened his eyes a little and seemed to ask, 'Really?' ’

"Really, but the toad can squeeze the toad, it's a precious medicinal herb."

Frightened, Riffford rolled his eyes backwards, fell on all fours in the corner and began to play dead, making the boy nervous for a while.

"Your pet is really interesting, it's fine."

"Harry Potter." Harry held out his hand.

The boy seemed taken aback, and he quickly and carefully reached out and shook Harry's hand, "Neville Longbottom." ”

He swallowed, and there was a sparkle in his eyes, "You're the one.... Harry, right? The one everyone is talking about? ”

"It's fake, but it's not as outrageous as it seems, we're all the same, Neville."

Harry patted Neville on the shoulder, he was not the only child who was prophesied, and Neville, who was a day older than him, was also a 'savior' who fulfilled all the conditions of the prophecy.

Neville looked at Harry gratefully, and he was happy that few people would talk to him like that.

"She's Hermione, don't you say hello?"

Harry tapped him on the shoulder, and a dazed Neville came to his senses.

"Hello, hello." He scratched his head embarrassedly and hurriedly spoke.