Chapter 172 Chapter 171: Extra Slow Express! And proof of love!
After passing through the barrier of platform nine and three-quarters, a new vast world appeared in front of the three people. A dark red steam locomotive with a Victorian style was parked quietly on the track.
"This is amazing!"
Hermione looked back at the wall behind her in amazement, while Harry tried to lightly touch the wall with one palm. The first opening of the magical world was a novel and indescribably wonderful experience for both children.
"Is this train also powered by magic?" Harry became obviously "cheerier" after paying the "friendship fee". He stared at the Hogwarts Express not far away with a look of amazement on his face.
Although the train looks no different from Muggle trains, the various people coming and going around it add a different color to this platform dedicated to wizards.
This is definitely a scenery you can't see in a Muggle station.
The mist from the steam locomotive gathered on the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of various colors circled around people's feet and shoes. The owls were hooting at each other in an unpleasant way. Their cries were heard above the noise of people dragging, pulling, slapping, and knocking heavy suitcases.
The first few carriages were already crowded with students. Some of the students in the car poked their heads out of the windows to chat with their relatives, and some were still fighting for seats.
What a lively scene.
Harry's owl struggled to poke its head out of the cage.
"It's just a partially magically modified train. No one understands why the Ministry of Magic has not updated or replaced it for many years. Commissioner Smith can obviously get a lot of help from this kind of project." Ian weighed the train in his hand with some emotion. Money bag, he had no intention of accepting the "tribute" from Harry Potter.
It was as if he never thought about getting a red envelope from Hermione's father in the first place.
Although he knew that Harry Potter's family would probably not be able to spend all the gold Galleons in his lifetime, Ian still had some dignity, and he would not normally think twice about blackmailing a normal young wizard.
"Commissioner Smith?"
Harry Potter muttered unfamiliar names.
"It should be the head of a certain department in the Ministry of Magic. I learned about the Ministry of Magic in "The Wizarding World". It is equivalent to the wizarding government formed by wizards."
Hermione began to show off the knowledge she had hoarded during this period.
only.
She obviously doesn't know much about the adult world yet. .
"The slow journey to Hogwarts leaves plenty of time for small talk. The most urgent task now is that we have to find a carriage first. The larger carriages are always first come, first served."
After all, Ian put Harry Potter's "tribute" money bag back into his trouser pocket. He had already thought about how to perfectly handle this batch of gold galleons from Harry Potter.
Very simple.
He only needs to buy these gold galleons and turn them into the Potter family's shampoo, and then give them to his good uncle. In this way, not only the gold galleons will flow back to the Potter family's treasury, but also help him regain his conscience.
The most important thing is that Harry Potter's parents, Yuchi Izumoshita, even if they wanted to turn into ghosts to avenge their son, they should only look for Snape as the beneficiary.
I guess my good uncle wouldn't mind using this method to get a chance to see his first love Bai Yueguang... This is simply a standard win-win situation!
While thinking about this, Ian took the two little kids and entered the train from the entrance gate. The carriage with obvious signs of expansion of the expansion spell caused Harry and Hermione to exclaim.
"The space in here is so huge!" Harry looked around at the spacious aisles in disbelief. The width of this aisle alone seemed to him to be much wider than the train outside.
"I know, I know, the Invisible Stretching Charm must have been used here." Hermione once again showed her knowledge reserve. She was quite interested in this magic after seeing Ian's money bag.
"You know so much, unlike me... I'm not even good at using my wand." Harry's praise came from the bottom of his heart, and Hermione immediately puffed up her chest like a proud peacock.
"Go to hell! My enemy!"
At this time.
suddenly.
A noisy sound broke into the ears of the three people. Harry didn't react at all. Hermione, who looked proud, turned pale with fright and almost fell to the ground.
"How could someone use the Killing Curse on a school bus!"
She let out a horrified crackle.
A green light flew past her cheek.
This simply didn't scare her to death where she stood.
"Don't be nervous, Hermione, it's just a modified version of the lighting spell...these little guys have some bad habits." Ian smiled and glanced at the few little wizards chasing each other in the train aisle.
"Little Professor..."
"Sorry, we didn't mean to intimidate this classmate."
……
The few young wizards who were chasing after each other and playing house games saw Ian as if they were seeing a professor at school. They immediately put away their wands and bowed slightly to him.
"Go and play in the carriage over at Slytherin House. Their freshmen really like to hang out with their seniors." Ian pointed out a bright and bright road to these noisy little wizards.
For a while.
Seeing Hermione's "quail" reaction, the young wizards' eyes immediately lit up. As if they had accepted some NPC mission, they rushed towards the carriage with more students from Slytherin College.
“It’s still a little professor who knows how to play!”
"That's for sure! We are using the improvement spell invented by the little professor!"
"Brothers! It's time for some pranks!"
……
The words left by a few young wizards.
It made Harry seem to understand where the so-called "bad habit" in Ian's mouth came from. His emotional intelligence was not low, so he didn't choose to tell his guess after he understood it in his heart.
"Isn't that really a death curse?"
After the little wizards left, Hermione wiped her face to calm down. She recalled that the color of the few rays of light just now was clearly consistent with the color of the Death Curse that she had learned about from the book.
“We haven’t learned that yet.”
The answer Ian gave Harry felt it was meaningful.
The confused Hermione felt horrified to think about it.
"Wouldn't Hogwarts teach students such dangerous curses?" She felt from the bottom of her heart that the wonder of magic should not include the heinous and terrifying nature of the Unforgivable Curse.
"If you need it, someone will definitely teach you. This is called on-demand teaching." Ian opened several compartment doors along the way, but he didn't find any vacant compartments.
He took his two junior students and continued walking forward.
immediately.
Ian saw the twin brothers who were shouting in the aisle of the carriage.
"What are they selling?"
Harry was already eager to dig into his own pocket and invite friends to spend money together, which he had never thought of doing before - he obviously carried more than just the bag of gold galleons given to Ian.
“Just go and see and you’ll find out.”
Ian was also curious about what the two business geniuses were doing. When he walked up to the two brothers, the few wizards surrounding the two brothers immediately moved out of the way.
"Oh! Look who's here! Our Hogwarts Star! Legends of Tomorrow! Invincible Ian!" George immediately exclaimed in exaggeration after seeing Ian.
"And he brought his two new followers with him!"
Fred also agreed without any concessions. Neither they nor the little wizards around them recognized Harry Potter, because the savior, who was still not used to his fame, deliberately used his hair that was too long to cover the scar.
Harry felt very relaxed following Ian, because this outstanding senior could always attract the attention of others, so that he would not be embarrassed about facing the identity of the "savior".
"What are you selling?"
Ian ignored the compliments of the two men and picked up a yellow candy with great interest. He realized that the two brothers had plagiarized the idea he had plagiarized.
"You have really sharp eyesight. This is our latest fart candy. As long as you eat this candy, you will have the privilege of having a train compartment all to yourself."
Fred immediately introduced the product.
"You can't buy a silver coin, and you can't suffer a loss or be fooled."
George also started to promote business immediately - I have to say that they are really business geniuses, they can actually think of ways to monopolize a box in this social way.
"You are trying to release biochemical poison gas! How shameful!" Hermione's character is still a bit thorny, and she seems to have transformed into a Hogwarts environmental protection girl.
"Little elementary school girl, please don't talk nonsense. Our products have always been striving for excellence. The farts produced after eating this candy will definitely not contain any harmful gases except for being smelly!"
"That's right! That's right! The environmental protection of Hogwarts always starts with us!" The two twins, who are like living treasures, have never seen anything before, and they can certainly handle a little guy like Hermione with ease.
"..."
Miss Beaver couldn't find anything to refute for a moment.
She was feeling embarrassed.
Harry Potter, on the other hand, remained silent and fiercely asked George about the prices of various props, and then began to engage in low-key and lavish retaliatory spending, as if to make up for his childhood.
Ian even saw Harry Potter buying three fart candies. He didn't know if he wanted to compete in a fart contest with Ian and Hermione after finding the box.
"Hurt each other, right..."
Ian's eyes twitched.
He quickly pulled Hermione, who was still a little unfinished and thinking hard about debating strategies, away from this "dangerous" place. Behind him, the shouts of the twin brothers rang out.
"Hey! Ian, don't leave! Don't you see how much our brother is worth in monthly laboratory fees?"
"George! Pull Ron out and show Ian a look!"
"Damn it! Fred, didn't Mom tell you to take care of Ron? Where did you lose Ron? He still has the sandwich we need for lunch!"
……
After bidding farewell to the twin brothers who were suspected of being less important than the sandwich, Ian moved forward again. He felt that the bond of friendship between Harry Potter and Ron Weasley might lead to their fate meeting Ron by chance.
However.
"Click~"
As Ian opened the door of another box, there was indeed a little boy sitting in the empty box, but instead of red hair, he had a head full of familiar blond hair.
"Hello, Ian, Hermione, and Mr. Savior." The blond boy was reading a book. When he saw the door being pushed open, he looked up at the door of the box and smiled.
Lyrium Ollivander.
This is the boy that Ian and the three of them met in the wand shop in Diagon Alley. Those golden eyes, which were the same as his hair, were a unique feature that Ian found hard to forget.
Perhaps this is proof of some sort of magical bloodline?
"Hello, Mr. Ollivander."
Harry Potter became cautious again.
"I didn't expect to meet you here."
Hermione looked at the wand shop owner in front of her with a rather surprised expression.
"I think this is fate."
Lyrium's smile was quite gentle. He put down the book in his hand and took the initiative to stand up and help the two little wizards carry it and salute, but the enthusiastic young man felt like he was walking around the little wizard's suitcase.
"Your eyes are so beautiful."
After Harry Potter accepted the help, he also said some auspicious words to Lyrium. He expressed emotion from the bottom of his heart. All the teenagers who passed the second grade of high school had longed for golden eyes.
"I think so too."
Lyrium smiled even more happily.
"So, the other colored parts of your body... are all the same gold?" However, Miss Curious Kitty Hermione obviously didn't realize that the overstepping question made his smile freeze on his face.
"Hiss~"
Ian once again felt the power of Hogwarts' mouth substitute.
This was something that even he didn't dare to ask about.
no way.
This is England. Although you are not afraid of embarrassing others by asking such a question, you are definitely afraid that others will think you are flirting or showing interest.
"Maybe..."
Lyrium gave an ambiguous response with an unnatural expression.
Hermione immediately exclaimed.
This made the expression on the blond boy's face even more unnatural.
There was something wrong with the atmosphere in the box.
"Is the book "The Fallen Witch Fallen in Love with Me" you're reading really good?" Fortunately, Ian is a self-proclaimed expert at adjusting the atmosphere and stepped forward to ease the slightly awkward atmosphere.
"If you don't mind the bloody scenes, then this is a good entertainment book." Lirim immediately chose to answer the conversation, making the atmosphere in the box normal.
When he sat back on the seat in the box, he did not sit back in his original position, but sat in the seat furthest away from Ian and Ian's small suitcase.
He also pulled Harry to his seat as if to act as a shield.
"Huh?"
Ian was slightly confused. He glanced at Ririm's eyes thoughtfully a few more times.
"Have you ever thought about which college you will be assigned to?"
He seemed not to care and started a new topic.
"I... didn't know much about it. Hagrid said that Gryffindor is the best house."
"Indeed, I have read in books that the greatest wizard of this century, our principal Albus Dumbledore, is a student from Gryffindor."
"Gryffindor is good, but I think I will become a Ravenclaw. I heard that life in Ravenclaw is very interesting, and what I can't refuse the most is an interesting life."
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"Okay, okay! Wise choice!"
……
Gradually becoming familiar with each other during the chat.
The train sets sail.
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Driving slowly out of London.
We are traveling on the railway between farmland with herds of cattle and sheep. At about half past twelve, there was a sound of footsteps in the corridor outside, and a salesperson with dimples at the corners of his mouth pushed open the box.
"Children, do you want to buy something delicious?"
The saleswoman from Hufflepuff asked enthusiastically.
Before anyone else could say anything.
Harry Potter, who hadn't had breakfast yet and was happy to show off his "money skills", immediately jumped up with joy - he had enough gold galleons in his pocket to fill the entire box.
"There are no Mars lollipops."
Harry Potter rummaged through the salesman's aunt's trolley, but couldn't find the brand he was familiar with. The trolley was full of multi-flavor beans, bubble gum, chocolate frog candies, pumpkin pies, large pancakes, popsicles and the like. Unfamiliar snacks, he simply paid a gold galleone and bought some of various foods.
"His family must be very rich."
Hermione looked at Ian and spoke.
"Yes, that's not ordinary money."
Ian also nodded in deep agreement.
“Let’s all eat together!”
Harry Potter poured a lot of snacks on the table, and he took the initiative to share. Lyrium unceremoniously grabbed a color-changing popsicle and stuffed it into his mouth.
"You guys should eat too."
Harry Potter enthusiastically stuffed several packs of snacks for both Hermione and Ian. Hermione got pumpkin pie and honey cake, while Ian got a full 3 packs of "bet your life" Bibi's flavor. bean.
"..."
Ian quickly replaced the snacks in his hands with a box of chocolate frogs.
His behavior also attracted Harry Potter's attention.
"This should be chocolate, right?" Harry Potter also picked up a box of chocolate frogs, and he carefully bought a box of such candies for everyone.
"Gua~"
Harry Potter, who was the first to open the box, was shocked to find that the chocolates in the box jumped out and stuck to the train window glass.
"It can't be a real frog!"
He felt that nothing in the world could surprise him more.
"Of course it's impossible, it must be some kind of magic..." Hermione also raised her hand in great surprise, and carefully poked the chocolate frog stuck to the car window.
"They only jump once."
Ian grabbed his candy right away when he opened the box.
Such keen predictions only come with familiarity.
There was always a little wizard in his little class whose parents worked in a chocolate frog factory.
"Each chocolate frog candy contains a card with the name of a famous magician on it for children to collect. I have collected more than 2,000 cards in four complete sets." Ian opened a chocolate frog candy and read from He took out a card with a portrait of a majestic man on it.
A head full of white hair.
It cannot conceal the extraordinary bearing of this man.
"Look, I drew Merlin Ambrosius. I only have four of this card. It's very rare." Ian showed the cards in his box to the other three little wizards.
"Huh? Is it rare?"
Harry Potter raised his hand in astonishment, and saw that in his bag of chocolate frogs there was a card that was exactly the same as Ian's. He was also a man with extraordinary bearing and unparalleled elegance.
"..."
Ian was speechless.
He finally put on a show, but was slapped in the face the next moment. How could a rare card with a probability of less than 0.05 happen to be two in the same batch of chocolate frogs?
Before the depression in the little wizard's heart had passed.
"What a coincidence."
Ririm laughed loudly and showed the card of his pack of chocolate frogs.
Um.
Still the same man who is extremely difficult to smoke.
"Ian, I suspect you are lying to us. There is definitely no second card in this snack." Hermione looked suspicious and raised the card in her hand that looked like a ghost.
"..."
Ian suspects that the cardholder at the Chocolate Frog Factory must have drank fake wine one day.
"What a ghost!"
His joy of harvesting rare cards was gone.
And just when the little wizard was feeling a little depressed, the door to the private room opened again. There was no knocking or asking, but he was pulled away unceremoniously from outside.
I saw.
Three boys came in.
"Everyone in the train said that Harry Potter is in this box. Is it true? So, you are Harry, right?" The little boy in the lead was a pale face, a tapering chin, with light blond hair and gray The guy with big eyes, his appearance was majestic, and he entered the box with steps that he didn't recognize his relatives.
Once inside.
His eyes automatically locked onto Harry Potter.
"This is really... true love." Ian came back to his senses after being slightly stunned. He didn't expect that Ron could still wait for Draco Malfoy without waiting.
He was quite sure that no one recognized Harry Potter when he was in the train corridor before, hiding his scar on purpose, so he had good reason to suspect that he was looking for Mr. Savior all over the world after getting on the train.
As for what others said...a perfect excuse!
"Yes, I am Harry Potter. Who are you?" Harry Potter looked at Draco Malfoy, and his eyes focused more on the other two "thugs" characters. .
The two guys following the leading boy were short and strong and looked very rude.
"Malfoy, Draco Malfoy, they are Crabbe and Goyle, they are my friends, you can be friends with us if you want."
Draco Malfoy raised his head slightly and spoke seemingly casually, but his inner emotions were filled with anticipation. His unabashed brain thoughts were clearly captured by Ian.
"If this is not love."
The little wizard sighed silently in his heart.
He had already put down the snacks in his hand and was ready to enjoy this scene.
"Tsk, tsk."
Lyrium, on the other hand, looked out the window with interest.
"Sorry, I think I already have suitable friends." Harry Potter actually chose to refuse directly. In his opinion, the arrogant attitude of Draco Malfoy and others reminded him of his cousin.
"Huh?"
Draco Malfoy obviously didn't expect to be rejected.
He suddenly became a little embarrassed.
"Oh, Potter, you really don't know what is good or bad, and you can't tell who is the real friend worth making." Draco Malfoy's tone showed a slight hint of anger after his "confession" was rejected.
And in this state, people can say all kinds of bad things.
"If I were you, I would be more careful. Don't think that you are so famous because you are so famous! If you don't be polite to me, you will definitely make the same mistake as your parents!"
Draco Malfoy behaved really badly after losing face.
"Is there something wrong with you? When people don't want to play with you, you start cursing others?" Hermione knew Harry Potter's life experience, so she felt that Draco Malfoy was really too much.
"The way you look now proves that my opinion may indeed be correct." Harry Potter's brows also frowned slightly. He didn't quite understand why Draco Malfoy suddenly spoke harshly.
"There is no place for you to talk here. This young lady appears out of nowhere..." Draco Malfoy kept staring at Harry Potter without even looking at Hermione.
"You know! Others say you are the Boy-Who-Lived! How amazing! But in my opinion, your empty fame is nothing compared to our family's loyal friend, Daphne, a descendant of the Greengrass family. Greengrass, she is also a hero known as the Girl Who Lived! ”
Draco Malfoy had an indignant look on his face, as if he was trying to save his own face.
"The mysterious man happened so many years ago. Now the new devil is in Hogwarts, and Daphne Greengrass has taken back her life from the devil more than once!"
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"Oh, I think you definitely don't know this, because you have no family, no one will give you such a reminder, and no loyal friends to teach you how to survive in Hogwarts!"
Good guy.
Draco Malfoy's indignant and passionate words failed to frighten Harry and Hermione, who were somewhat dazed and confused, but made the smile on Ian's face transfer to Lyrium's face.
"???????"
The look on Ian's face was like he'd eaten a fly.
"Who is the new big devil?"
Lyrium turned around, as if watching the fun was not too big a deal.
"The Ollivander brat..."
Draco Malfoy looked old-fashioned and glanced at Lyrium sideways, "I don't think your family has warned you before."
"That Ravenclaw boy, he is the new Man Who Must Not Be Named! Could it be that your two humble Muggle friends have completely influenced you to become a fool?"
Draco Malfoy glanced sideways at Ian and Hermione again.
"Are you scolding us?"
Hermione's face looked sulky.
Draco Malfoy scoffed.
"Oh, believe me, if our family hadn't cursed us so that we couldn't mention that title, otherwise you two guys would definitely be able to hear my real abuse."
The more he spoke, the more arrogant he became.
That domineering aura made Ian even unable to stand it.
Forget about falling in love with Harry.
Involving the innocent Hermione and most importantly the innocent him.
What do you want to do?
"Draco Malfoy, right?"
The little wizard stood up immediately.
"Who gave you the courage to slap me in the face?" Ian's somewhat unpleasant words made Draco Malfoy and his followers furious.
However.
Before he could wait, the three men took out their wands and came out to threaten him.
"Maybe your dad can't even afford a photo, or maybe your family is just as weird as ever, so maybe I should introduce myself to you."
Ian spoke softly.
He just waved his wand gently.
The three little wizards trying to get their wands stuck directly to the carriage door.
Under the horrified gaze of Malfoy and others.
"My name is Ian Prince."
He spoke with a slightly deeper voice.
"Now tell me, who do you think is the new generation of big devil who cannot be named?" There was a hint of slander and annoyance in the little wizard's tone.
(End of chapter)