Simodox mages at Hogwarts

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At this time, Harry was sitting alone in a cubicle.

There is an owl flying in the sky outside the window.

After waiting for a whole summer vacation, all the children were particularly excited to see each other again. The whole train was in a lively atmosphere.

Fortunately, the sound insulation effect of the compartments is not bad, otherwise, the train will once again become a "busy city" like the platform.

Contrary to the lively atmosphere inside the train, Harry's compartment seemed particularly deserted.

He sat alone in the booth, alone with his luggage.

Watching the platform retreating bit by bit, he felt an extreme sense of unreality.

He was supposed to be at Stonewall School now, wearing Dudley's "elephant uniform" that Aunt Petunia had dyed.

However, all this has changed.

A letter from the owl, the giant key keeper Hagrid, and the classmate Rai who gave him a magical crystal piece may be his first friend.

A magical, dreamlike world of magic unfolded before him.

However, he became a "thorn in the side" on the first day of school. He was almost late and even broke the front of his car. Maybe there was a "dropout notice" waiting for him now.

On the contrary, it would all be like a dreamy bubble that was cruelly poked and disappeared in front of him with a pop.

When he thought of this, his heart felt like it was being put into a juicer, and he felt a twinge of pain.

If he was sent back, what would Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia think of him, and how would Dudley laugh at him?

He could hardly imagine...

"dong dong dong"

A series of knocks on the door disrupted his thoughts.

Harry hurriedly pulled his head out of his chaotic thoughts.

A red-haired little boy with a few freckles on his nose was standing outside the door.

The red-haired little boy opened the door and said, "Hello, I'm Ron Weasley, can I sit here? I mean, there are no seats in the other compartments."

Ley went from carriage to carriage.

At this moment, he saw a little red-haired boy standing at the door.

It's Ron.

After running for so long, he finally found one.

He didn't know who Ron was asking if he could be let into the cubicle.

Although in the plot of the novel, Ron was the only one who asked Harry if he could do the scene in the cubicle, but Laceter did not believe it and Ron did not ask anyone in the other cubicles.

Probably because he was rejected several times, he finally approached Harry.

Rai quickened his pace and walked towards Ron's classmate.

He walked up to Ron step by step and took a look inside the compartment where Ron was.

Then Rai was stunned for a moment.

Sitting in the cubicle was a boy with black hair and round glasses.

Oh, it's Harry...

This... it was really fate that these two people met.

Harry was also stunned when he saw Rai at the door.

This caused Ron, who was about to enter the compartment, to be stunned for a moment.

Harry spoke first: "Well, can't you find an empty seat? Why don't you sit here too, Rai?"

"No, no, no," Rai reacted and quickly refused.

He didn't just come here to bring Harry and Ron together, he also wanted them to join the West Mordak Wizarding Society together with Hermione.

Rai continued: "I have found a cubicle, and there are exactly two people missing in it. Why don't you come together."

"Okay." Harry agreed.

For Harry, he clearly preferred sitting with familiar people.

Seeing Harry agree, Ron also agreed.

He didn't want to be bored sitting alone in a cubicle without anyone to chat with.

"Then let's go, Harry." Rai waved and took the lead towards Hermione's compartment.

"Wait a moment."

It was Ron's voice.

Ley turned around when he heard the sound, and he heard Ron ask in a surprised tone: "You...what did you call him just now?"

"Harry," Rye replied.

He didn't realize that to him, Harry, who was just the protagonist of a novel, was the famous "Boy Who Lived" to the wizards in this world.

"Is it Harry Potter?" Ron covered his mouth and widened his eyes, looking back and forth between Harry and Rai.

Only then did Rai react.

Almost forgot about this.

Ron then said to Harry: "You are really Harry Potter, can you..."

Harry cooperated and opened his bangs, revealing the lightning-shaped scar inside.

"Oh my gosh, it's Harry Potter, Fred and George would never have guessed who I bumped into" Ron almost screamed.

Looking at Ron's reaction, Rai thought: He must find time in the future to find a way to deal with the scar on Harry's head, otherwise, it must be very annoying to have people staring at his head stupidly every day.

"Okay, okay, stop looking, let's go to another compartment." Rai urged as he walked quickly.

Harry took out his luggage from the workshop and followed in Rhy's footsteps. Ron was stunned for a while before he realized what he was doing and caught up with his luggage.

Under Rai's leadership, the three of them quickly arrived at Rai and Hermione's compartment.

In the cubicle, Hermione was still reading books, and the table was already covered with three or four thick and heavy books.

Without exception, they were all open, and the books in Hermione's hands were being flipped through at a rate of about 10 seconds per page.

It wasn't hard to tell that Hermione was just retrieving some kind of information, rather than reading it carefully.

Rai, who was at the front, opened the door for Harry and Ron, realizing they were ahead.

Harry walked to the door, looked at Hermione sitting inside, raised his hand awkwardly, and then said nervously: "Hello, I am Harry Potter."

He put his luggage inside, pointed to the seat opposite, and added a little dullly: "Well, can I sit here?"

"Harry Potter" Hermione raised her head and looked at Harry with interest, "You are very famous. Your name has been mentioned in many books about dark magic and the history of modern magic."

"Me?" Harry pointed at himself a little doubtfully, "Really?"

"Of course, you are the only person who has successfully resisted Avada's Kedavra Curse, also known as the Death Curse." Hermione said, her tone full of rigorous academic discussion...

"Um...I don't know," Harry said sheepishly, "People say I'm famous, but I can't even think of anything."

Hermione nodded and said to Harry: "Hello, I am Hermione Granger. I was born in a Muggle family. I have taught myself all the knowledge in the first grade.

Of course, he is not as powerful as Rai. He is already studying for fifth grade potions. "

When Harry sat down, his legs were as stiff as a puppet. He sat down slowly and said, "You have all studied on your own. God, I dare say that I will definitely become one of the worst students in the history of Hogwarts." one."

At this time, Ron also followed Harry into the cubicle. He half-comforted and half-mockingly whispered to Harry: "Don't worry, I didn't even read the book during the summer vacation..."

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