"Hello, nice to meet you!" Matthew had already vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in front of him, and he took the initiative to reach out his hand: "My name is Matthew, Matthew Wakefield." ”

"Hermione, Hermione Granger!"

There was a handshake between the two children.

Then, together with their luggage, they walked towards the car.

"It's amazing, isn't it...... I mean, we didn't know anything about the existence of such a wizarding world!" The little girl spoke quickly, "I was really surprised and very happy when the prefect told me about the existence of Hogwarts...... There must be too many things in this world that we are not familiar with......"

"Yes, that's amazing!" replied Matthew, somewhat perfunctorily.

For some reason, he thought of the book that sank at the very bottom of his suitcase.

"But going to Hogwarts, which would mean being away from my parents for seven years, and to be honest I cried for a long time, so I wrote a letter asking him to bring it to my parents, hoping they don't worry about my life in the wizarding world. Hermione continued:

"Of course, it's disappointing, but I've come out of my sadness. As far as I know, this is the best school of magic - I've read all the textbooks, and if it weren't for the short time, I'd definitely endorse them all. Of course, I just hope this works......"

Matthew was suddenly stunned.

Because he suddenly remembered that in this world of parents.

To be honest, I've only been in contact with them for less than three months, and there may be some feelings, and it won't be too deep.

But in the few days he spent at the Leaky Cauldron, he didn't think about them almost once.

Is it because you are too cold?

Wrong...... Even if I deliberately think about it now, the appearance of the British couple is only a vague impression in my mind. It is not even possible to recall their faces, to recall what they looked like.

And the "home" in Northampton that I had been in for three months, now I can't think of anything other than the lawn on which I often lie at the door.

"Wakefield?" Hermione Granger's disgruntled voice rang out from beside her, "Are you listening?"

"Sorry, I was a little distracted. Matthew quickly apologized.

"Nothing. Hermione continued with some interest, "Speaking of which, do you know which house you're going to be assigned to?, I've asked around, and I'm hoping to get a Ravenclaw, and they say it's the best house, and that's where Minister of Magic Millison Bagno graduated, and people say she's the most popular minister in the last hundred years...... Of course, Hufflepuff isn't too bad, but I think if I get sorted into Gryffindor, I'll drop out, you say?"

"......" Matthew didn't know what to say, so he could only nod.

Fortunately, they managed to find an empty box. Matthew was also very gracious, helping Hermione carry her suitcase onto the pedals.

"This train is so spacious!" Hermione Granger looked at everything around her with some curiosity, "With the trains of the world before us, it's hard to imagine that one person can occupy such a large space......"

Then, she gently placed the cat in her arms on the ground: "Alright, Crookshan, you can move!"

The big ginger cat, as soon as it left its owner's arms, rushed to Matthew Wakefield's suitcase. It targeted the toad in the mesh bag outside the suitcase, but it only sniffed vigorously, suddenly realized that it was inedible, and walked away.

The toad took advantage of this time and squeaked.

"Is your pet a toad?" the girl's curiosity was aroused again.

"Obviously!" Matthew shrugged, suddenly realizing that his trip to Hogwarts could not be cleared again.

"Well, your taste is so unique......" Hermione glanced at the toad, and then quickly looked away again: "I never thought about toads, first I wanted to buy an owl, and then I saw Crook Mountain...... It was so beautiful, and the witch said it had been there for a long, long time, and no one wanted it, and it was pathetic......"

Matthew looked closely at the cat's quirky persimmon face, looped legs, and fluffy, soft ginger hair, and it was hard to associate the cat in front of him with the word "pretty."

"You've got a unique taste, too!" he thought to himself.

But just then, the sliding door of the box opened, and a boy broke in.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here?" he gestured to the seat next to Hermione.

"Nope. Hermione shifted herself and gave him the ground.

"Okay, thank you!"

Matthew glanced at the boy, who was about the same age as himself and Hermione. The face looks slightly rounded, but he is very tall, and his body is also very thin, and he looks quite handsome in a neat wizard's robe.

"Are you first-year Hogwarts students too?" asked the boy, turning back as he moved his suitcase to the pedals, along with a snow-white owl in a cage.

"Yes. Matthew and Hermione said in unison.

"What a coincidence!" the boy smiled, "My name is Neville Longbottom, and I'm also a first-year Hogwarts student. ”

"Neville Longbottom?" Matthew said subconsciously.

Unbelievable...... It is difficult to associate the tall, thin, handsome boy in front of him with the timid and forgetful little fat man in his memory.

"Have you heard of my name?" Neville glanced at Matthew in surprise.

"I'm sorry, but I have a slight impression of the surname Longbottom. Matthew quickly explained: "I'm Matthew Wakefield." ”

"Hermione Granger. ”

Neville stood up and shook hands with the other two kids in the box.

"Are you from a wizarding family?" Hermione looked at Neville with interest.

"Yes, our whole family is wizards. Neville smiled innocently, a smile that was slightly reminiscent of Matthew's memories of him in his previous life.

"Oh, can you introduce them?" Hermione's interest suddenly intensified.

"My parents were both Aurors for the Ministry of Magic, and they were both very good wizards!" Neville said proudly.

"That's amazing!" Hermione clearly understood what the word Auror meant, and explained to Matthew, "the equivalent of the elite police of the Muggle world." ”

"They're all Ravenclaw graduates, right?" Hermione continued.

"No......" Neville shook his head, "Our whole family graduated from Gryffindor. ”

The smile on the girl's face froze, and she glanced at Neville Lombard suspiciously, and then subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.

Then, the box suddenly became a little deserted.

Matthew smiled, then suddenly asked, "Neville, may I ask Ms. Augusta Longbottom, what does it have to do with you, I think I've heard of this name somewhere?" ”

"That's my grandmother. Neville didn't seem to want to mention it, and replied simply, "She died in the forties, not long after my dad was born." ”

"Well, I'm sorry......"

"Nothing!"