hogwarts rose

"Who's next?"

The woman's eyes fell on Tria.

"Want to try it, sweetheart?"

Tria was eager to try. She jumped off the luggage cart and patted the neatly ironed skirt pleats.

"Yes, ma'am, I want to try."

She walked to the partition wall, took a deep breath, exchanged glances with Ancasia, and nodded after receiving her brother's encouraging gaze.

Subconsciously clenched his wand and trotted.

Tria went through the partition smoothly, feeling nothing but resistance for a moment.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the usual scene of the platform in front of me changed drastically.

The red steam train stopped in front of her, with the tail barely visible.The style looks like it was many years ago, but it is not old at all, but it has a wonderful sense of time travel.

Is this the magical world?

Tria was completely attracted by everything in front of her. Countless wizards with wands walked past her. The topics they discussed were not Quidditch or various magical creatures. There were also many little wizards like her who were pestering her. Parents ask stories about Hogwarts.

Just one thing, she forgot to leave in front of the partition wall, so it was no surprise that a luggage cart was pushed out of the wall behind her by its owner.

"Hey!"

George Weasley, who had just rushed out of the partition wall, saw the girl standing stupidly in front at a glance, he reminded her loudly, and at the same time tried hard to stop the luggage cart that rushed out.

It's a pity that it was already too late, and Triya was standing too close to the partition wall.Even though George tried to brake hard, the luggage still hit Tria's calf hard.

She was so unstable that she sat down on George's luggage.

"oops."

Triya was still looking left and right in novelty, but she felt that she was pushed backwards, and her calf hurt so badly that her eyes filled with tears in an instant.

Luckily, George had slipped his wizard robes on top of the suitcase earlier, so Tria wouldn't have another pain in the ass when she fell onto the suitcase.

"Are you ok?"

It was also the first time George had pushed a little girl over with a cart, and it was a beautiful little girl.

You must know that when Tria and the others first went to ask for directions, his twin brother Fred whispered in his ear,

"Look at that girl in the luggage cart, she looks like a princess."

George and Fred always had the same idea, and this time was no exception, so he cunningly grabbed the "starting position behind the princess" when Fred didn't realize it, but he didn't expect to overthrow the little princess directly .

George just felt that the only feeling of being overwhelmed in his life was happening now.

He pushed the luggage cart and Triya, who was hugging her calf and humming, to one side. After all, he didn't want to be pushed over by the people behind like Triya.

"Does it hurt? Little princess."

Unconsciously, George used the name in his mind. He knelt down in front of Tria and looked at the girl sitting on his robe. Her gray eyes were full of tears, and those eyes looked like some precious jewelry.

The boys in the Weasley family are all long-armed and long-legged, even if George is squatting, he is not much shorter than Tria sitting on the suitcase.

"It still hurts a little."

Triya touched the two red marks on her calf distressedly, not daring to use any strength.I just puffed up my cheeks and tried to give myself a blow to see if it hurt less.

Looking at the two bright red marks on the girl's white and tender calf, George felt extremely guilty.

If the object is his little brother Ron, he and Fred will not hesitate to tease people out of their bodies.

But if it was a little girl who looked like a porcelain doll in front of her, just two light red marks would break George's psychological defense.

George: Damn me.

Triya blew on her calves in small mouthfuls, but she didn't blow at all. Such a long distance is really too difficult for her lung capacity.

George might be stuck in his head, and he didn't know what he was thinking, so he reached out and grabbed Tria's calf, and pulled it gently.

Tria stepped on George's knee.

At some point, George's posture changed to kneeling on one knee. He could support two of Tria's calves with one hand, and he was blowing for Tria with a serious face.

"feelling better?"

In fact, blowing air only had a little psychological effect. What really made Tria feel better was George's warm palms.

Tria's body temperature is naturally lower than normal, and George's palm on her leg makes her feel so comfortable that she doesn't even feel pain.

Tria looked at the serious George gratefully. She didn't know his nature as a prank king, but she only thought that he was a gentle and considerate big brother.

"I feel better, thank you very much."

Tria's calf really didn't hurt so much. She looked at the little black leather shoes she was stepping on George's knee with a little embarrassment, thinking that she should move them away first.

But George didn't let go, he stopped blowing briefly, and looked into the girl's beautiful eyes, but his palm was still attached to the girl's cool and jade-like calf.

It was the first time he had grown up to apologize so sincerely:

"Sorry, I didn't hit you on purpose."

Tria shook her head frantically, her long black curly hair dangling and even brushing George's cheek.

"I'm the one to say I'm sorry. I shouldn't have stayed there to block the way."

Triya's heart became softer, what kind of gentle person would sincerely apologize to the person blocking the way after being blocked.

He is so gentle, she likes it very much.

Tria, who regarded George as a good person she could rely on in her heart, did not know what kind of disillusionment she would experience in the future. She stared at the red-haired brother in front of her, and her favorability gradually increased.

"My name is George Weasley. What's your name?"

Tria's straight eyes made George look shy, and he changed the subject on his own initiative.

"Tria Black."

Triya silently remembered the name of her big brother.

"Just call me Tria."

George blushed, and he even felt his palms sweat a little, so he let go of Tria's calf and hugged her to the ground.

"You can also call me George. They must have come in too. Come on, I will take you to find your friend on the train."

The two walked side by side towards the train. George just pushed the luggage cart into a small corner to keep out of the way, so no one noticed them during this time.

As soon as I got close to the train, I heard a boy calling George's name loudly.

"Hey, George, where did you take the little princess?"