Collect dragons from Hogwarts

"If I had known better, I wouldn't have tried to show off. I would have just asked Grindelwald or Holm to send it to me."

Zhang Zhe stood in London's King's Cross Station carrying a small box, looking at the pedestrians coming and going in frustration.

Today was the day he went to Hogwarts.

When he got up early in the morning, Grindelwald said he would take him to the train station.

But after all, Zhang Zhe has the soul of an adult. He feels that it is too embarrassing for parents to send him to school, and he doesn't want to do anything.

As a result, he was gloriously lost.

Raising his chubby little hand, Zhang Zhe glanced at the small watch on his wrist. In more than 20 minutes, the Hogwarts train was about to leave.

Just when Zhang Zhe was at a loss what to do, a person appeared in his field of vision.

"It's the kid following the giant with the treasure in Diagon Alley!"

Seeing the child pushing and saluting, Zhang Zhe guessed that he was probably a student going to Hogwarts.

So, Zhang Zhe quickly opened his short legs and ran towards the little boy who was pushing and saluting alone.

"Hello, are you also a student at Hogwarts?"

Harry Potter was abandoned by Hagrid at King's Cross Station, and he had been looking for platform nine and three-quarters, but he couldn't find it for a long time.

Just when he was at a loss, he met someone he had seen in Diagon Alley.

"You are the little brother who looked at Hagrid strangely in Diagon Alley!"

Zhang Zhe's originally smiling face froze in an instant.

Whether it was the strange look in his eyes or the little boy calling him "little brother", it was like a knife thrust into his heart.

Zhang Zhe forced a smile and then said: "Uh...ah...um...oh, now is not the time to talk about this. The Hogwarts train is about to leave. Do you know how to get to platform nine and three-quarters?"

"Ah! Little brother, don't you know where platform nine and three-quarters is?"

As a person who knew less about the wizarding world than Zhang Zhe, Harry was not surprised that Zhang Zhe could enroll in Hogwarts at the age of six or seven.

He thought that Hogwarts also had an elementary school.

Seeing Harry's wide eyes, Zhang Zhe clapped his hand on his forehead helplessly.

So, searching for the platform alone turned into two people searching together.

With only five or six minutes left before the train departed, Zhang Zhe and the others saw a red-haired little boy pushing and saluting before disappearing into a stone pillar.

And Zhang Zhe even discovered that the people who sent the boy away outside Shizhu had magic powers in their bodies, and they were obviously a family of wizards.

So Zhang Zhe and Harry hurried forward and asked: "Hello, where is platform nine and three-quarters?"

The lady of the red-haired couple exclaimed after seeing Harry: "Oh, my God, why are you still here, kid? The train is about to leave."

After saying that, he pulled Harry to the stone pillar.

"Did you see it? It's this pillar. Run toward the middle. Hurry, you're going to be too late."

"Thank you, thank you very much ma'am."

Harry thanked him and rushed towards the stone pillar with a push of salute.

Zhang Zhe saw Harry disappearing into the stone pillars and followed behind with a small box.

The red-haired couple thought Zhang Zhe was going to see Harry off, so they didn't stop him.

When Zhang Zhe and Harry climbed onto the Hogwarts Express, the train began to move.

"Huh~ I finally caught up."

Zhang Zhe breathed a long sigh of relief, and Harry and he began to look for a place to sit.

They searched for a long time before they found a compartment with a seat, and in this compartment, there was a little red-haired boy sitting.

It was the little boy who entered platform nine and three-quarters before them.

"Hello, can we sit here?"

Ron Weasley raised his head when he heard the voice. He was stunned for a moment when he saw Zhang Zhe, and then nodded quickly.

"It's okay, it's okay, come and sit!"

After they sat down, Ron glanced at Zhang Zhe, and then asked Harry: "Why did you put your brother on the train and not send him off before the train started?"

Ron's words stunned Harry.

"I don't have a brother!"

After Harry finished speaking, he followed Ron's eyes and looked at Zhang Zhe, and then he suddenly realized.

"He is not my brother. We met at King's Cross Station. He is also a student at Hogwarts."

"It's impossible. You need to be 11 years old to go to Hogwarts. He looks like he's only six or seven years old."

Facing two pairs of probing eyes, Zhang Zhe explained helplessly: "My situation is quite special. Going to Hogwarts was specially approved by Dumbledore, the principal of Hogwarts."

Ron showed a curious expression and asked: "What special situation is this? Dumbledore actually allowed you to break the tradition of so many years and let you enter school early."

Zhang Zhe smiled at Ron.

"you guess."

Seeing Ron's deflated expression, Harry burst into tears from laughter. After finally recovering, he reached out to Zhang Zhe.

"I've been looking for a platform just now and haven't introduced myself yet. Hello, my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

Zhang Zhe took Harry's hand, shook it twice and then let go. This was the aristocratic etiquette Grindelwald taught him.

"Hello, my name is Zhe, Zhe. Zhang, but I prefer you to call me Zhang Zhe."

After the two introduced themselves, they looked at Ron opposite, only to see him staring at Harry in shock.

Zhang Zhe stretched out his hand and waved it in front of him, and Ron came back to his senses.

"Merlin's beard, you are Harry Potter. Are you really Harry Potter?"

Seeing this, Harry lifted up his bangs and pointed to the lightning scar on his forehead.

"If that's what you mean, then I am."

Looking at the two people who were stunned, Zhang Zhe asked doubtfully: "What is this and that, what are you two talking about?"

"You don't know, you don't know Harry Potter!!!"

Zhang Zhe obviously couldn't understand Ron's shock, and could only say doubtfully: "Is it weird?"

This time, even Harry himself looked at him and nodded.

Zhang Zhe once again felt that he did not know enough about the wizarding world.

But with Ron, a man who couldn't stop talking, Zhang Zhe quickly understood what the name Harry Potter meant to the wizarding world.

"The Boy Who Lived~" Zhang Zhe looked at Harry and said with a smile.

Harry's face turned red when Zhang Zhe saw him, and he forcibly changed the subject.

"Ron, you have always said that the mysterious man is the second generation Dark Lord. Do you know who the first generation Dark Lord is?"

"It seems to be called Devo."

Ron thought for a while and said, "I remembered that the first generation Dark Lord was called Grindelwald, Gellert Grindelwald."

"What did you say!!!"

Ron and Harry were startled by Zhang Zhe's sudden exclamation.

"What, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, go on, what happened to Grindelwald."

Ron glanced at Zhang Zhe strangely before continuing: "It is said that this Grindelwald is very bad. He kills people without blinking an eye..."

The more Ron spoke, the quieter his voice became.

Because Zhang Zhe's face was already as dark as the coals used to burn the fire in his fireplace.

Zhang Zhe took two deep breaths of air, suppressed the anger in his heart, looked at Ron and said, "Where did you know these things about Grindelwald?"

Ron glanced at Zhang Zhe cautiously.

"I all read about it from the book "The Life and Crimes of Grindelwald" published by the Daily Prophet. The author of the book is the current special correspondent of the Daily Prophet and the deceased mother of Rita Skeeter."

There was a hint of murderous intent in Zhang Zhe's eyes, which shocked Ron and Harry's hearts to the point where they almost stopped beating.

"Daily Prophet, Rita Skeeter, haha."

ps: The protagonist will not follow the Big Three of Hogwarts, but will occasionally intersperse in.