Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Neville's cries echoed throughout the train.

"What happened? I seem to hear the child crying?" Sirius was a little confused. He stuck out his head and raised his hand to stop a passing team member, "Who is crying? What happened?"

The other party also looked confused, "This... I don't know either."

"Report to the Minister!" An Auror ran over with a smile and made a messy salute. "It's a little wizard. He turned his toad into a dining table."

Sirius was confused, "What's wrong with a toad turning into a dining table? Wouldn't that be great?"

"But his transformation spell was not very successful." The Auror said with a smile. "When the house elf was serving the food, the toad suddenly changed back. The hot vegetable juice scalded the poor toad. It was so big Shouting and ruining everyone’s dinner.”

Sirius,"……"

Robert, "..." Don't tell me, this image sounds very familiar.

Harry asked in confusion, "Turning a toad into a dining table? How...how could he do this to his own pet?"

"Well, I don't know about that either." Auror smiled, "Maybe it's because it's convenient?"

Hermione subconsciously looked at Crookshanks at home, and she didn't feel that using the furry child as a dining table could be expressed in the word "smooth" at all.

The ginger cat stared straight at the black cat lying in the cat's nest next to Robert, completely unaware of his owner's gaze.

"Aha, no matter what, this is too bad, isn't it?" Sirius said, saying hello to Harry, "I'll go to other carriages to check the situation. You guys stay here and don't run around."

The little wizard shrugged helplessly and continued to enjoy his dinner on the table.

A few of them worked together and used backpacks and other things to create a long table. Even the small dining table that comes with the train was not given up. The advantage of this is that more food can be placed.

There is still nothing to criticize about the craftsmanship of the house elves. It can be seen from their ability to make delicacies that even a picky witch like Fleur would praise. As long as they are not allowed to make dark dishes, the little wizards' The tongue and stomach will not be injured.

After enjoying the delicacies with his friends, Sirius opened the door with an unlucky look and walked in, "Really, the Longbottom boy is too troublesome for others."

Longbottom?

The little wizards were speechless, somewhat understanding what was going on.

It must have been Neville's old habit again, clumsily doing something stupid.

"Neville is just... a little dull." Hermione defended him a little, "Well, I think he didn't intend to cause trouble for everyone."

Sirius sighed, "Of course I know this kind of thing, but this kid is really good at tormenting people!"

"???" Harry showed a curious expression, "What did he do? Make you so angry."

"Not so angry." Sirius scratched his head, "I remember Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom are very shrewd people. How come their son..."

As if he felt that it was not a good idea to say this, Sirius stopped complaining and began to explain, "As I said before, Longbottom looked at everyone else taking out their backpacks and wanted to turn his own bag into a table, but he When he didn't find it, someone suggested to him that he should try animal transfiguration, so he turned his toad into a dining table.

"At this time, the house elf happened to come over and bring the food to the other little wizards. He forgot that his table was not a backpack but a toad, and he directly placed the hot mutton and cabbage on the toad's table. on the back.

"The poor toad was frightened and ran away. Longbottom, who was frightened by the fact that his table ran away, subconsciously knocked over the food.

"After he spilled the food, a big burn appeared on the back of his hand. He was crying and wanted to get up to dig through his backpack. What he didn't notice was that he dropped the backpack on the ground. After he got up, , happened to trip over the backpack strap..."

The little wizards swallowed. Needless to say, just listening to this series of processes, they could feel how difficult it was for Neville.

"Sounds like...it's a bit...hard work." Harry laughed dryly, suddenly feeling that he was so lucky to have only tripped over the hem of his clothes!

Hermione was speechless, "Why didn't they remind Neville that his bag was on the ground..."

"I think they were planning to watch the joke." Sirius curled his lips and showed an unhappy expression, "Unexpectedly, Longbottom spilled the vegetable soup everywhere in the end, and everyone was in bad luck. Now they have him After I kicked him out of the carriage, I found him an unoccupied carriage and asked him to clean up the sticky vegetable soup on himself first."

"Should we... go see Neville?" Hermione suggested in a low voice, "Oh my god, I can't imagine how sad Neville will be after experiencing something like this."

Ginny nodded in agreement, "Neville is a good guy, but a little... clumsy..."

Harry looked at the food in his bowl and said, "How about we call Neville over to eat together?"

Naturally, the others had no objections. Sirius showed a relieved expression, "I knew you would welcome him."

With that said, he opened the door of the carriage, and a crying Neville was standing outside...

No, he's already sneezing.

"Thank you, Harry, thank you, Ginny, thank you, Hermione..." he cried loudly, "I messed up everything again, grandma will definitely scold me! Wow -"

The little wizards subconsciously covered their ears and began to regret calling Neville over to enjoy dinner together.

It’s so noisy!

Fortunately, Neville finally ran out of energy after howling and sobbed and got into the box, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief.

Neville sat down next to Harry and started chattering again, "Grandma said, this time we are going to find the mysterious man with you, Harry. I will definitely be able to help, although I I can't do anything well, I keep messing up things... Wuwuwuwuwu..."

Everyone is talking about it, why are you crying again?

The meal ended in a strange atmosphere with Neville burping and swallowing.

After the meal, the little wizards lay on the windows and looked out, trying to figure out where they were. Unfortunately, it was dark outside and they couldn't see anything.

Learning from the lessons learned from the last trip, this time the Hogwarts Express departed not in the morning, but in the afternoon.

He was completely hidden behind the clouds all the way, using the latest invisibility spell. Basically, as long as he didn't encounter the plane closely, there was absolutely no chance of being discovered.