Soaring at Hogwarts

The Heseltines were not used to sending Samantha off to school and saying goodbye to her.It hurts to see my child leave home.

But two years later, they have become completely accustomed to it.

At the dinner table, Haydn made an announcement.

"Get up early tomorrow. We'll take the train to Paddington Station. Jimmy will wait for us there, and then he'll take us to King's Cross Station."

"Why, Dad?" Ian lowered his head and picked up his food, "Don't you just drive there? We can rest a little longer."

"Then the car won't be able to drive back."

"Huh? What do you mean?"

"Ahem," Haydn pretended to clear his throat, "Your mother and I will take the train from King's Cross Station to Cumbria tomorrow."

"Ok?"

Ian and Samantha looked up at the same time, confused.

"Send away you two little nuisances. Chloe and I are going to relive the feeling of our world together," Haydn said triumphantly. "It's a honeymoon. Remember not to disturb us by writing letters."

"Aha?" The two children looked at him and then at Cloris, "Really? Mom?"

"Yes," Cloris blushed slightly, "Well... relax."

The next day, Ian and Samantha stood on the platform and said goodbye to Haydn and Cloris who were all smiling.

Their train was even at 45:15, which was [-] minutes earlier than the Hogwarts Express - so it was not the Heseltines saying goodbye to their children, but the children seeing off their parents.

This is outrageous.

"Okay, we should go to platform 9?0?6."

Watching the train run away, Samantha and Ian rushed towards platform nine side by side.

On the way they met a fat gentleman and had to stop to make room for him to pass.

Ian felt that the way the man was glaring at Agatha looked very familiar, and sure enough, between platforms nine and ten, they met Harry who was dealing with the Weasley family.

As soon as they arrived, Harry and Ron rushed into the platform. Ian and Samantha only had time to say hello to Mrs. Weasley and Ginny.

"Morning, Mrs. Weasley, morning, Ginny."

"Good morning, children, it's already o'clock, hurry in." Mrs. Weasley urged.

The two nodded and ran into the platform.Approaching the train, Samantha used a spell to make the box float upward.

The platform was noisy and the crimson train was breathing steam.After a while, Mrs. Weasley came in.

"Where are your parents? I didn't see them."

"Well..." Samantha and Ian looked at each other awkwardly, not knowing how to explain, "They... have something to do and can't come."

"Really," Molly sighed, "Fortunately, you are both good kids. Next time something like this happens, you can go with us."

"Thank you, madam." They both said in unison.

On the platform, the Weasley boys gathered around their mother, and Ian and Samantha took the opportunity to sneak onto the train.

Although she arrived relatively late, Samantha's friend had reserved a seat for her. If she squeezed in, Ian could also get a corner by the window.

Yawning and leaning against the car window, Ian decided to take a rest - he started early today and was already sleepy.

Harry should be in the next car, and Ian felt that it would be best not to disturb the trio's first encounter.

This is the moment when lifelong friends first meet, the moment the story begins.

Close your eyes, and the corners of the sea of ​​consciousness suddenly become turbulent and hot. Scenes of pictures and paragraphs of text flash and flow in your subconscious, vivid and lively:

"Is there anyone here?" the red-haired little wizard asked nervously, "Everywhere else is full."

"It's terrible, of course not everyone is like that. But my aunts, uncles and cousins ​​are terrible. I wish I had three wizard brothers."

“I remember it being one of Rupert’s favorite scenes in the movie because he just had to puff out his cheeks and munch away.”

"Daisies, sweet cream, and sunshine, turn this stupid fat mouse yellow."

The little wizard chewed the candy in his mouth and said vaguely: "My name is Ron Weasley." "Nice to meet you." The little witch frowned.

"You'll soon find that some wizarding families are much better than others, Potter. You don't want to be friends with anyone who is different. I can help you with that."

The witch flicked her long brown hair: "By the way, there is something dirty on your nose, did you know?"

With eyes closed and eyebrows furrowed, Ian fell asleep with a smile and unknown melancholy.

…………In the past, when I went there, the willows lingered; now when I come to think about it, it is raining and snowing.The journey is slow, full of thirst and hunger.My heart is sad, I don’t know how sad I am...

"Ian, Ian..."

Someone is shaking his shoulder.

"... wake up soon."

Who is calling me?

"Sleepy guy, I can really sleep, it's been a whole day..."

Who is sleeping?me?

If I'm sleeping, what am I doing now?In the haze, Ian was thinking unconsciously, you see I am still thinking, how could I be sleeping?

Once thoughts arise, they become complicated.

Ian opened his eyes.

The car window was stained with his sweat. It was already half dark outside the window, and the mountains and vegetation were in shadow under the purple sunset.

Almost to Hogwarts.

"It's really yours, Ian," Samantha said angrily, "Let's see how you sleep tonight."

She stuffed a pile of clothes into Ian's arms: "Go to other carriages, we have to change clothes!"

After walking out, he happened to meet Hermione face to face. Following where she came from, Ian easily found Harry and Ron.

"Hey Ron, hey Harry."

"Ian, you scared me to death." Ron was about to change clothes when he was startled.

"Good evening, Ian." Harry responded politely.

"Borrow me a seat and I'll change my clothes." Ian closed the compartment door with his backhand.

"Speaking of which, brother, you didn't even say a word to me when you met Harry. It's really not fun."

Ron said as he changed his clothes, obviously they talked about Ian while chatting.

"I think you will meet each other. Look, isn't this it?"

Ian picked up a box of chocolate frogs and asked, "Do you mind? I haven't eaten for a day and I'm starving."

"up to you."

Harry watched Ian eat and drink, but he felt something in his stomach tumbling upwards - he was too nervous.Ron's freckles were a bit paler too.

"Don't be nervous, it's nothing." Ian comforted them and stuffed a piece of candy into each of them, "Eat some candy and be happy."

The two took it but couldn't eat it, so they could only stuff the candy into their pockets silently.

"Why are you nervous? Are you afraid of being sorted?"

Ron swallowed: "Fred said that sorting would hurt us a lot. Is he kidding?"

He looked at Ian eagerly for confirmation.

"Oh? He said that?"

"Well, he said that there will be a big fight in the Forbidden Forest, and the winner can enter the school." Ron trembled, "I heard that there are werewolves in the Forbidden Forest, and they have to deal with squids in the lake and so on."

Harry turned even paler.