"Harry, who is this?" Hermione looked at Russell, who had a compelling temperament, and couldn't help but ask.

Although she had heard about Russell from Harry for a long time, her eyes couldn't help but look at Russell and compare her mind to Harry.

I don't know if it's an illusion......

She always felt that the two of them were very similar, but it was strange that she couldn't find a place like them.

"It's my good ...... Pal. Harry organized his language for a moment, then said, "Russell, from the mysterious ancient country of the East. ”

"Wow, the Eastern country that built the Great Wall?" Hermione exclaimed.

"Yes, erudite Miss Hermione." Russell smiled and nodded.

In these years, there are still many mentally retarded people in the West who bind the Great Wall to the Egyptian pyramids.

After all, they felt that the Chinese script was similar to the Egyptian hieroglyphs.

"Harry, I really want to go there and have a look, there must be more mysterious wizards in the mysterious ancient country of the East, right?" Hermione said with a look of longing.

Harry shrugged, saying he didn't know.

After all, the author of Harry Potter did not expand the map there, and even the map of the wizarding world was a fog.

"Hermione, it's getting late, we need to get to the platform." Harry reminded aloud.

"Wait, is your friend a Hogwarts freshman too?"

"Russell?" Harry smiled mysteriously, and in Hermione's slowly widening eyes, he spoke, "No, he's just hitchhiking." ”

"I think the Hogwarts rules say ......" Hermione stopped and stopped, giving Harry a warning look.

"It's written that no one is allowed to enter Hogwarts without permission, right?" Russell added a sentence aptly, and then continued:

"Rest assured, Miss Jack-of-all-trades. I'm not going to embarrass you. ”

"If something happens, please be sure to get rid of me as soon as possible."

With that, Russell helped Harry push the huge suitcase.

The Dursleys gave Harry gear and compressed biscuits that would allow him to survive alone in the wild for seven days.

Had it not been for Harry's insistence that he could get drinkable fresh water in the middle of nowhere, perhaps the suitcase could have doubled in size.

Even now this one is almost an adult tall.

Hermione and Harry, who was pushing the box for her, fell behind Russell.

She pressed Harry's ear and whispered, "Your friend is quite righteous, he must not know that wizards can directly observe our relationship with divination." ”

Harry gently pinched Hermione's face, and Hermione was so ashamed that Hermione quickly slapped his mischievous hand away.

"Don't worry, Hermione. I assure you—" Harry grabbed the little hand that was still beating his chest and said seriously, "Russell is very reliable. ”

"His strength is not something we can imagine, just as we can't imagine the magic of a wizard."

Hermione stared into Harry's eyes for a moment, then relaxed and smiled, "Well, hopefully his strength is as good as his taste." ”

"Jack-of-all-trades, hee-hee, this nickname, I like it very much."

The Hogwarts freshman reporting platform says it's not big, it's not small.

There is a choking smoke in the air, and passengers come and go from platform to platform.

But even at the height of the crowds, they seem to have deliberately bypassed one place—the nine-and-three-quarter platform.

Muggles, who had no magic, dragged their bulky luggage, preferring to push each other around, also navigating the empty area.

It's as if in their perception, the place didn't exist in the first place.

Russell's eyes twinkled with a glimmer.

Between the platform of nine and three-quarters and the area where the Muggles walked, tiny spells formed a dividing area that resembled a rift in space.

These spells are similar to sealing, enchantment, and Qimen formation, but the principle of effectiveness is not only to divide the space, but there is also a layer of psychological hints in it.

I have to say that the magic of the wizarding world is indeed fascinating.

"Harry, shall we go over now?" Hermione leaned close to Harry's side and lowered her voice.

She looked at Russell who had stopped, and was a little undecided.

If it was my former self, after mastering some wizarding knowledge, I am afraid that I would have 'hit the wall' long ago.

After all, it was just a trick for Muggles.

It's just that, because of Harry, she learned a lot of 'extracurricular' knowledge.

The wizarding world, which looks good, is not necessarily good.

It's like the Billy Wig worm in Fantastic Beasts, which looks as small as a dragonfly and a hummingbird in the picture, but it hurts to sting.

Even seemingly harmless books can be used by dark wizards to confuse the mind.

In short, Hermione was wary of all wizarding creations.

Although the platform is heavily protected by Hogwarts, it is emphasized in the textbooks that it is a completely safe place.

What's more, Law, who was trusted by Harry, did not go in, but put on a careful look.

Hermione felt that she should be more cautious.

"We'll come back later, Hermione." Harry could see the runes, but he couldn't read some of them.

After all, the books in the lower grades and the extracurricular books that the Blotte Bookstore allowed him to buy could not support such a complex rune interpretation.

"Russell is studying this place, the runes on it...... It's beautiful. ”

Runes?

Hermione's eyes widened, but she didn't see anything.

However, she didn't think Harry was lying to herself, and had to be discouraged once again that she was less talented than Harry.

After an inexplicable feeling of loss welled up in his heart, he immediately regained his calm.

She thought back to the time when she had complained to her parents that Harry was more talented than herself.

Here's what Mr. Granger said, "Hermione, with hard work, talent can be surpassed." ”

And his mother, Mrs. Granger, has a different opinion-

"It's like your dad is a dentist and I'm the head nurse. Hermione, you may have a talent in other wizarding classes. ”

"Of course, your dad is right. Don't waste time on cooking and baking, though. ”

As soon as Hermione thought of this, her saliva began to secrete.

Harry's cooking was so delicious, she thought she would be able to eat a chunk of Harry's secret honey tomato juice on the door panel!

"Excuse me, are you new students going to Hogwarts?"

A timid voice rang out three meters behind Harry and Hermione.

Harry looked back to find a cowering, red-haired, blue-eyed boy.

Ron Weasley.

Harry crossed over Ron's head and sure enough, he spotted her mother, Molly Weasley.

Her figure is slightly chubby, and her whole face always exudes optimism and gentleness.

Maybe her warm embrace was softer than the best velvet comforter, the thought crossed Harry's mind.

"Hello, I'm Harry, Harry Potter, nice to meet you." Harry smiled and extended his right hand to Ron.

"Ron, Ron Weasley." Ron breathed a sigh of relief and stretched his hand out of his slightly worn clothes.

He bared his teeth and showed a somewhat silly smile, "Your name sounds familiar." ”

"It's also possible that I'm too nervous and I don't understand why my mom wants me to come. However, I'm also glad to meet you. ”

"Hermione Granger." Hermione shook Ron's hand amicably.

At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the lightning scar on Harry's forehead suddenly appeared in front of Ron.

"Oh my God." Ron froze for a moment, his mind not allowing him to make any additional moves.

Not only the whole brain, but even the body was paralyzed.

"Oh my God, Mom, you should really come and see, he's Harry Potter!"

Nope

(End of chapter)