Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

"Wow." Hermione exclaimed as she followed Soul out.

The entire platform has a weathered appearance, completely different from the station platform outside. Renaissance patterns are engraved on the masonry, and wooden signs tied by thin iron chains are hung on the supporting wooden beams in mid-air, blown by the wind. Shaking lightly.

The distinct nine and three-quarters were carved on it in beautiful fonts.

"Old steam car, Soul." Hermione patted Soul's arm excitedly.

In the Muggle world, even the subway has been put into use, and the railways have been updated and upgraded. Only here there is still a long-lasting atmosphere from the last century.

Soul looked at the platform carefully.

The platform is not very big. It is a small platform made of unknown stones. It is full of people. There are people in normal clothes and some in strange clothes wearing cotton clothes and shorts. They are chattering and talking loudly.

Occasionally, a cat nimbly shuttles through the crowd, chasing each other.

The owl chirped in the cage.

The front of the red steam train whined and puffed out white smoke, and the body of the train neatly read - Hogwarts Express.

"The place where dreams set sail." Sur murmured to himself.

"What are you talking about?" Hermione asked as she came closer. She looked up at the clock on the wall. This was probably the only modern thing. "We have to get on the train quickly. I've seen the train ticket. We're in the tenth car."

The wheels of the cart made a rumbling sound as they ran over the cracks in the stone slabs. The two quickly found the carriage marked on the train ticket. There was already a little wizard in the train. They stuck their heads out of the window to say goodbye to their families.

Now the problem came. Soul looked at Hermione's suitcases with a headache. There were not many, only three, but two of them were filled with books bought from Flourish and Blotts Bookstore.

"Need help?" A gentle voice sounded from beside him, it was a slender and handsome boy.

"That's great. The two of us are worried about how to get these two luggages onto the train." Suer looked at the high gap between the platform and the train and the wide gap between the carriage door and the platform, and nodded.

"Well..." The boy was obviously surprised by the weight of the suitcase. He tightened his grip on the suitcase handle and lifted it up, but he didn't lift it up for a while.

"Hehehe..." Hermione looked at the sky in embarrassment.

"It's heavy, isn't it?" Soul said, "They are all books bought by Hermione."

"Well, it doesn't matter." The boy smiled, released his hand and took out a wand, "Don't forget, we are wizards."

"Yingardim, Leviosa." He recited a spell in his mouth, pointing the tip of his staff toward the suitcase.

"It's a levitating spell. How could I forget? This is already the wizarding world, and we can use magic." Hermione Granger, who had memorized the entire book, said angrily.

No matter what, the suitcases were all moved up. Adhering to the principle of sending Buddha to the West, the boy enthusiastically sent the luggage to the carriage.

"Thank you very much for your help. My name is Soul..." Soul thanked him and paused when introducing himself, "My name is Soul Ellison."

"You're welcome, are you new students? I'm a third-year student. My name is Cedric Diggory. I'm a Hufflepuff student. I'm looking forward to going to Hufflepuff when you are sorted." Cedric said .

"Then I'll leave first. My friends are waiting for me in the carriage."

"This is the Cedric, much more handsome than in the movie." Suer smiled and waved to him, looking at his back and thinking.

"Did you hear that?" Hermione patted Soul, "He just said sorting..."

Seeing Hermione's worried expression, Suer knew what she was thinking again and smiled narrowly, "Don't worry, it must be a very simple test."

"For example, successfully cast a lock-picking spell?"

Hermione ignored her and began to fall into a state of panic called pre-exam panic. She opened her suitcase and moved a large pile of books to the only table in the carriage, piling the table full.

"No, I have to read the book again. Maybe there will be a way to pass the sorting exam in the book." She muttered and opened [Hogwarts - A School History], "There must be records in the history."

Soul sat down next to Hermione, and Hermione didn't care. She frowned and flipped through the book, quickly getting into the mood.

Suer smiled and picked up a copy of [Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them] and started reading it. It contained quite a few of the author's adventures. Suer read it as a novel, which was very interesting.

When the two of them were lost in books, the carriage door opened with a crash.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" A round-faced and slightly fat boy stood at the door with a hesitant look on his face and his lips tightly pursed. "I have walked in many carriages, but there are people inside."

"Of course." Suer raised his head and raised his chin towards the empty seat opposite.

"Thank you so much." The boy put the suitcase in the corner and sat down on the seat. "My name is Neville Longbottom."

Soul raised his eyebrows, Gryffindor Sword Master?Oh haha.

"You're welcome, my name is Soul Ellison." He closed the book and smiled, "She is Hermione Granger."

"Hello, Soul, Hermione." Neville said nervously, and Soul saw a slight sweat on the top of his head.

Soul smiled at him, but Hermione ignored him, which made the atmosphere suddenly awkward.

"Hermione was just too obsessed with reading." Soul explained, nudging Hermione's waist with his elbow.

This is what Soul and Hermione have known for many years. It is the only way to quickly draw Hermione's attention away from the book.

Well, Hermione's waist was extra sensitive.

"What are you doing?" As expected, Hermione looked up at Soul angrily. Of course, she also noticed Neville sitting opposite.

"Oh, sorry," she said, "I didn't notice just now. Hello, my name is Hermione Granger."

Neville smiled awkwardly and introduced himself again.

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became better.

But after a while, Hermione started bombarding her with questions.

"Are you also a freshman at Hogwarts? I never knew there was magic in this world before. When I received the admission notice, I was so surprised."

Neville nodded, but that was just the beginning...

"Do you know what the sorting ceremony is about? I saw in the book that there are four houses in Hogwarts."

"I don't know how the sorting ceremony was held, and my grandma didn't tell me." Neville answered honestly, "But my grandma said she really wanted me to be sorted into Gryffindor, because my dad is Gryffindor." Graduated from Lanffindor."

Hermione nodded, "Your grandma? Is she also a wizard?"

"Yes." When Neville mentioned his grandma, a look of fear appeared on his face unnaturally, "My grandma is a witch, and our whole family is a wizard."

"That's great. Neither my parents nor Sol's parents know magic. Oh, our two families are neighbors, and your whole family is a wizard, so you must know a lot of magic, right?" Hermione asked immediately.

.........

Hermione asked questions one after another, and Neville could answer a few questions at first, but as he went on, he began to hesitate, and the sweat on his head was visible to the naked eye.

They are all freshmen, so why bother the freshmen? Soul stopped Hermione's questions with compassion.

"We all know it when we get to school. Wouldn't it be nice to keep it a little mysterious?" Suhr said.

"It makes sense." Hermione closed the book with a snap and stopped the torture, as if she wanted to ask all the eighteen generations of Neville's ancestors.

Neville gave Soul a grateful look and breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the train made a fierce, clanging sound, accompanied by the whine of steam gushes rapidly.

As the train body shook slightly, the scenery outside the window began to change.

People on the platform waved and followed the moving train to the end of the platform.

A long whistle echoed over the track.

The train to Hogwarts School started moving.