The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

After the Grangers received approval from the Prime Minister, they took their daughter and left with satisfaction.

Harry also returned to his temporary room in the Clinton apartment.

The three little ones meet and meet again on September [-]st.

Everything seems to be at peace.

It's just that in this calmness, there is a gradually growing expectation.

The last day of August.

Anthony spent his time at Buckingham Palace.

Her Majesty seemed particularly affectionate to him that day, and they spent the whole day together.

Over fifty years old, with a smile on her face, she sat on a bench in the garden with Anthony, listening to him telling magical stories from "The History of Magic."

Goblin rebellion.

Medieval witch hunts.

In the Middle Ages, non-magic people (Muggles) were particularly afraid of magic and lacked sufficient knowledge of magic. Occasionally they could catch a real wizard, but it was useless to incinerate the wizard. They only needed to cast a The most basic fire-condensing spell, and then pretending to scream in pain while enjoying the numbing pleasure.

There once was a witch named Wendelin who liked the feeling of burning too much...(pleasure?)

So she deliberately changed herself into various forms and had people catch her 47 times.

This guy is definitely a pervert.

Anthony was certain.

Listening to his story, Her Majesty the Queen smiled, and occasionally laughed slightly.

The last day.

There was no farewell or party for Anthony until the sun rose slowly the next morning.

Still Mr. Bond.

He drove his Rolls-Royce to King's Cross Station and picked up Harry on the way.

The two little wizards squeezed into the bustling crowd and walked towards the station.

After a while, he saw Hermione and his parents standing on the platform.

"Hi! Hermione." Harry pushed him to salute and ran over happily.

"Hello, Harry." Hermione turned back to greet them.

"I can't imagine that we are about to set off. I couldn't sleep last night." Harry was excited and nervous at the same time.

The hands holding the cart were sweating.

He wore a small suit, a brown coat with a white lining.Very good fit.

No need to guess, he knew it was bought for him by a community worker or an agent.

People often say that a man relies on his clothes and his horse relies on his saddle. After putting on this outfit, Harry looked much more handsome.

Coupled with the fact that he has had a smile on his face for several days, this young lady is simply a killer in the world.

"Me too!" The little witch also responded excitedly, but unlike what Harry said so openly, her identity as a girl made her more reserved.

The three little ones seemed to ignore the adults present, pushing and saluting with laughter, and walked towards the platform between nine and ten.

This time, Anthony didn't meet the Weasleys.

He also deliberately stood on the platform and observed for a moment.

Maybe it's because they came too early.

"Who will be the first?"

Hermione learned how to enter Nine and Three Quarters from Harry's mouth.

After not being a Muggle for so many years, she was suddenly asked to hit a wall, and she was a little scared for a moment.

"Cut~"

Anthony raised his head and squeezed past spontaneously.

Of course he had to be the first to do this classic scene.

"Mr. Bond!" Anthony suddenly turned his head and looked at the agent who was silently protecting him.

"Goodbye!" He waved, then saluted with brisk steps, and rushed forward. Seeing him getting closer and closer to the wall, the expected collision did not happen, but Anthony plunged headlong into it. He hit the wall in front of him, and to outsiders, he seemed to have completely disappeared.

He continued to run forward.

In a blink of an eye, a dark red steam train appeared in front of him.

"Dudududu!"

Thick smoke from the steam train lingered over the chattering crowd, and cats of various colors walked under people's feet.

People left noisily and noisily.

The owl joined in.

screamed harshly.You call and I respond!

Anthony looked up and saw a metal sign hanging above his head.

It says: Platform nine and three-quarters!

"Check in!"

He smiled wildly, and then pulled off his tie.

Breathing in the steam from the steam train mixed with the smell of rusty metal, he finally felt free at this moment.

"Wow!"

While Anthony was intoxicated by the bizarre world in front of him, Hermione's exclamation suddenly came from behind him.

"It's incredible."

"I have read in "History of Magic" that in 1827, in order to ensure that hundreds of students arrived at Hogwarts safely every year without attracting the attention of Muggles, the Ministry of Magic boldly used trains to replace the original door keys."

Hermione opened her chatterbox and started talking.

But soon, her encyclopedia introduction was interrupted by a voice behind her.

"I almost bumped into you Hermione. Don't stand at the door." Harry also pushed and saluted and trotted in.

"Okay, let's get in the car quickly and find a seat to sit down first!"

Anthony suggested.

Then the three little ones followed a bustling crowd and boarded the train.

Although Anthony thought he had arrived early enough.But the first few carriages were already crowded with students.

They had to keep walking toward the back of the train until they found an empty compartment near the back.

After placing the salute in the corner of the cubicle, the three of them had a tacit understanding and did not communicate.

Instead, they all looked out the window with wide eyes.

On the platform, the wizards coming and going attracted their attention.

Anthony saw a group of little boys holding a poster and arguing fiercely about the products on it.

He saw a chubby little boy about their age looking for something on the platform.

He even saw a gray forest owl that broke free and flapped its wings, knocking down its owner's suitcase, causing a commotion on the platform.

"Wonderful!"

After a long, long time, Harry sighed in confusion.

"Yes!" Anthony also responded. His expression was very different from Harry's. He was even more excited, and there seemed to be some kind of liquid sloshing in his eyes.

At this moment, two wizards with fiery red hair who looked like twin brothers suddenly flashed out from the platform.

After a while, a little boy who was about the same age as Anthony and the others, tall, thin, clumsy, and covered with freckles also came out.

Ron Weasley!

Anthony couldn't help but cast his eyes on him. This one of the famous Gryffindor trio finally appeared on the stage!

Suddenly, he looked back and saw Harry, who had been intercepted by the agents and whose life had changed drastically.

I wonder if they will still become best friends after missing the first time they met?