Hogwarts players never admit defeat

Cheng Zhenle and her new acquaintance, Senior Moore, pushed the trolley and struggled through the crowd to their destination - a wall between platforms 9 and 10.

Many strangely dressed people have gathered nearby.

It can be seen that they are trying very hard to play Muggles, but they are just a little too hard. One of the men's armor from the last century is very eye-catching.

Several people in security uniforms held up their wands and carefully verified the identities of the people around them, all the while reinforcing the ignoring spell around them.

And once they find someone who has strayed into it by mistake, they will unceremoniously issue a forgetting spell.

Yes, Chengzhenle already had a vague understanding of these spells.

During the days when he was staying at the orphanage and waiting for school to start, he read all the textbooks.

"History of Magic" can be read as a story, the illustrated "Magical Beasts and Where to Find Them" and "A Thousand Magic Herbs and Mushrooms" can be read as encyclopedias, and the rest can be read as game guides.

It can be said that it is very interesting, but he is much more serious about reading professional books than when he was in school.

"You have the ticket in your pocket."

"Yes, mother."

"Then now, charge!"

A mother and her first-time child pushed a stroller into the wall as everyone watched.

Chengzhenle naturally understood the way to enter platform nine and three-quarters.

"Leo, do you have your ticket with you?"

"In the pocket."

"Then now—"

Listening to Moore's words, Cheng Zhenle always felt that something was wrong. Suddenly he had a flash of inspiration and interrupted: "...Wait a minute, James, you won't take advantage of me anymore."

James Moore had a big smile on his face. He hit his head with his left hand and stuck out his tongue deliberately, "Hey, I didn't expect you to find out."

"...Senior Moore, please be normal."

"Hahahahaha, isn't this a joke to let you relax? Don't think I don't know. You must be extremely excited right now."

"No way, no way."

'You are obviously the one who is excited. '

Cheng Zhenle accidentally discovered the truth.

"Okay, okay, let's stop making trouble, let's go, just rush in and it'll be fine."

Listening to Moore's voice, he followed Moore's rhythm, closed his eyes and rushed forward.

After rushing a few steps, he felt the people around him stop, and he knew clearly that he had entered.

He opened his eyes and saw a steam train with a dark red body parked there.

Very retro.

Also very unmagical.

But the people around in strange costumes instantly turned this scene into a magical one.

"Okay, I'm going to meet my roommate next. Do you want to come with me? I'll introduce you to each other."

Moore extended the invitation after they loaded the boxes into the car.

Of course Chengzhenle did not refuse, "Go!"

After following Moore for a few steps, he thought of something again, so he asked: "But what about the box?"

"It's okay. When the train arrives at the station, the house elves will assign them to dormitories. They can tell which box belongs to which. Just take the box with clothes on it."

"House-elf?"

After passing another carriage, Moore gave the answer, "I'm actually not particularly sure. They seem to be a race that likes to do housework. There seems to be a lot of Hogwarts. The food they cook is delicious."

He usually doesn't pay much attention to this aspect and only knows so much.

Soon they met Moore's first roommate, a tall, thin, brown-haired boy with some acne on his face. "Hi, James!"

Moore immediately rushed up to greet his roommate with a dance-like greeting.

After saying hello, Moore put his hand on his tall and thin roommate and introduced: "Leo, this is my roommate Cole.

He was also born as a Muggle, and his father was a shoemaker. He was also familiar with it. At school, he would sell some shoes he made with magical materials at low prices. "

Cheng Zhenle very much suspected that Moore noticed the somewhat peeled leather shoes on his feet, so he added the following sentence.

"Hello, I'm Leo Smith, freshman."

Cole, who was tall and thin, smiled cheerfully: "Hey, I'm Cole Giannini, this guy's roommate. If you come to buy shoes, I'll give you a 5% discount."

Just when Cheng Zhenle didn't know what to say next, Moore suddenly hit his head.

So two seniors in grade 4 performed "What to Do About the Potion Homework" in front of the freshmen.

"By the way, Cole, have you finished your Potions homework?"

"? Got homework?"

"You won't forget?"

"!"

"I have a 15-inch kraft paper paper about my thoughts on all the potions I learned last semester."

"Lend me yours quickly!"

"...I just asked you to borrow it. Do you think I have finished writing it?"

"Then wait for David and Andrew to come and find them."

"...their potion results."

"Hey, then I'll go find someone to borrow it from another carriage!"

After saying that, Cole left in a hurry.

Moore glanced at Chengzhenle and then at the carriage, and finally said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I have to go too. That guy may ask Ravenclaw to borrow it, but Ravenclaw's real thing is with me and him." The level difference is just a little bit high.”

"I understand, senior, go quickly."

"Then I'll go. I'll treat you to a chocolate frog later."