if i am not me

Harry was staring at the flowing scenery outside the window, when there was a "wow--", the door of the box was pulled open.

"Excuse me, is there anyone here? The other places are full." Harry couldn't help being startled by the familiar voice. He turned his head and saw a boy with red hair shyly carrying a box as in his vague memory. stand there.

"Ah—it's you." Ron saw the people sitting inside, and relaxed a little.Harry looked at Ron in surprise, then nodded with a hasty smile, "So it's you. It's just me, and it's just right that you're here."

There was still a slight blush on Ron's face, but he still brought the box in briskly, walked over to Harry and sat down. "Uh... I'm Ron Weasley."

"I'm Harry Johnson, you can just call me Harry." Harry's tone and expression flew up in a happy mood, and his enthusiasm was the best catalyst.

"Hey! Ron. Uh...Harry. It seems that you already know each other." The twins just passed by the door of their cubicle, and they leaned against the sliding door with their shoulders crossed, their faces full of interest. "That's right, listen, we're going to walk around the middle car now. Lee got a big marsupial spider, do you want to see it, Ron?"

As soon as he heard the word "spider", Ron's brows were immediately frowned tightly in disgust, and all the resistance was put on his face. "don't want!"

"You're so boring, little Ron." Fred teased Ron's overreaction. He just liked to see Ron express his emotions clearly on his face, especially when he was deflated. Interesting. "What about you, Harry, do you want to go and have a look with us?"

"No, thank you." Harry shook his head slightly and rejected the twins' invitation. Compared with the marsupial spider, Ron was obviously more attractive to him.

"It's a pity that you missed a rare opportunity, Harry." George raised his hand exaggeratedly, as if Harry missed some great event. "In that case, we'll see you later." After finishing speaking, the twins waved their hands and walked away leisurely. From a distance, Harry seemed to be able to hear their wanton laughter.

The twins left, but Harry looked at Ron, the boy's mood had obviously fallen to the bottom. "Cough." He gave a fake cough, trying to break up the stiff atmosphere in the private room, "So, you have three older brothers?"

Still frowning, Ron looked up at Harry's question, curled his lips, and said dejectedly, "No, five. I'm the sixth in my family to go to Hogwarts. "

Pretending not to hear the plaintiveness in his words, Harry chuckled and said, "Five brothers? That must be interesting."

Rolling his eyes, Ron spread his hands angrily, "Trust me, Harry. If you have five brothers, you'll never use new things. I wear Bill's old robes and Charlie's old wand, Even the pet is a fat mouse that Percy doesn't want." Then, he took out a fat gray mouse from his pocket, it was sleeping, and Ron poked it angrily with his finger That meaty belly.

"You can say that I should follow their example, but so what?" Ron didn't notice that Harry's expression changed slightly after he took out the mouse, and he still complained with his head down, "Bill and Charlie have graduated, Bill is Head Boy, Charlie is Quidditch Captain. Now Percy is a Prefect, and Fred and George, despite their mischief, have top grades. They Almost everything has been done, even if I am like them in the future, it seems to be a matter of course..."

However, Harry's thoughts were no longer on his words, and his green eyes were fixed on the fat gray mouse. After a long while, he said, "Ron, can you show me your pet?"

"Ah? Oh—of course." He didn't react for a while, but Ron gently put the mouse on Harry's hand, "It's called Scabbers, isn't it fat? It eats and sleeps every day."

Gently took Scabbers, Harry stroked its gray fur, suppressing the feeling of disgust in his heart, he paid close attention to its front paws - sure enough, this mouse was missing a finger.

Peter Pedilou, or, should I call you Wormtail.Lowering his eyes to hide the flash of murderous intent in his eyes, Harry smiled and teased Wormtail who was sleeping unresponsively, "It's so cute, how long have you kept it?"

Hearing Harry's praise, Ron was a little happy, scratching his cheek, he tilted his head and thought for a while, "I don't remember either, Poussy has been raised for many years."

"Oh—" Harry replied playfully, then turned his tongue and asked. "By the way. According to what you said just now, your family also has seven brothers and sisters?"

Ron obviously couldn't keep up with Harry's jumping thinking, but he still accurately grasped the key words in Harry's words.

"Also? Is it your family too?"

Nodding, Harry said with a smile, "I have three older brothers, one older sister, one younger brother and one younger sister. Also seven."

Ron looked at Harry in disbelief, recalled the image of Mary, and he couldn't help but say, "But your mother looks so young..." He really couldn't believe that the girl who looked less than 30 years old A woman will have seven children.

"Uh... to tell you the truth. Actually, I was an orphan, and Mary, she adopted me."

These words immediately made Ron feel at a loss. Although he was always a little careless and careless, he still knew what to say and what not to say. "Yes, I'm sorry...I..."

Seeing this, Harry shook his head and raised the corners of his mouth gently, "Don't worry. To me, they are my real relatives."

Ron stared blankly at Harry, who was smiling happily, and thought for a moment.

There was a short silence in the box, and Harry stroked his hair that was blown by the wind, "Um... are you also the teacher who sent you a letter?" It was a bit suspicious of having nothing to say, but it was better than being silent all the time. Go down well.

"No, no." Ron shook his head immediately when he saw Harry asking this question, "My letter was delivered by an owl."

"Owls? I thought they were just pets." Harry followed Ron's words to the luggage rack above his head, where a birdcage half-hidden by a curtain was safely placed.

Ron followed Harry's gaze, and saw a snowy owl squatting quietly in a cage, sleeping. "Wow, what a beautiful snowy owl! It must be very expensive." Ron exclaimed enviously, and his compliment made Harry scratch his cheek in embarrassment, "It's quite beautiful. Her name is Hedwig .After I entered the pet store, the boss kept recommending her to me."

"Huh?" Ron looked at Harry in disbelief, and then said with certainty, "That boss must have done it on purpose."

Nodding with frustration, Harry made a distressed gesture, "I'll know when I pay." At this moment, there was a loud rattling noise from the aisle, and a smiling, dimpled man The woman pushed open the compartment door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food in the car?"

It turned out that they had been chatting for so long before they knew it. Harry smiled and waved to the woman. Ron also mumbled no, and the woman pushed the cart towards the next compartment.

Harry opened his little bag and took out the lunch Mary had made for him - a bun slathered with sweet cream and two golden chicken wings baked.Ron produced a bulging cardboard box containing four sandwiches.He took out a piece and said dejectedly, "She never remembers that I don't like canned corned beef."

"Want to try mine? I'll trade you." Harry asked, pulling out a bun.

"You're not going to like this, it's too dry," said Ron. "She doesn't have time, you see, she has five of us to look after."

"Let's try it. Mary's craftsmanship is very good. Well, she also has to take care of seven of us at the same time, but she made it for me today." Harry smiled and handed over the bread in his hand. "Also, I'd love to try something Ron's mother made."

Ron didn't refuse again, and after taking the bread, he started to share their lunch with Harry, and I have to say, it was a great feeling while eating and talking.

Time passed in their pleasant chat.The fields passing by outside the car window became more and more barren, and the neat farmland had disappeared at this time, followed by endless forests, winding rivers and dark green hills.

Wormtail was still dozing on Ron's feet.Ron noticed Harry's gaze and poked his hand. "It may have died long ago, and it makes no difference anyway."

Hearing this, Harry couldn't help but slander, this kid just likes to put on a show, he obviously likes this mouse...

"I tried to turn it yellow yesterday to make it more fun, but my spell didn't work." The words sounded strangely familiar to Harry, as if he'd heard them somewhere before.

"Can it really turn yellow?"

"Uh... I'll show you now, you pay attention." Mumbling and pulling out the old wand from his suitcase, Ron raised his hand to cast a spell.Suddenly, the sliding door was pulled open without warning.

A little girl with thick brown curly hair and a pair of front teeth stood at the door, and said to the two boys with dull faces, "Did you see a toad? Neville lost his toad." Slightly taller The tone of her voice makes people feel that she is conceited and arrogant.

It was Hermione, and Harry finally understood why the scene just now felt familiar to him, because it all happened in his memory.But before he had time to recover from his excitement, he heard Ron scream: "Neville...is it Neville Longbottom?"

Harry couldn't help being puzzled by Ron's reaction, while Hermione gave Ron a contemptuous look, his exclamation seemed rude to her. "Obviously," said Hermione, and he saw the wand in Ron's hand. "Oh, are you casting magic? Then let's open our eyes." After she finished speaking, she sat down and signaled Ron to start quickly with her eyes.

Her actions surprised Ron, and he was at a loss for a while, "Oh... okay." Clearing his throat, Ron pointed his wand towards Scabbers and said, "Juvenile, sweet cream and sunlight, and turn this silly fat mouse yellow."

After chanting this so-called incantation, it took quite a while, but nothing happened - it was only natural, the corner of Harry's mouth raised up imperceptibly, Ron, a silly boy, would be played by the twins It's not unreasonable...

"Are you sure it's a spell?" Hermione raised an eyebrow. "It doesn't look like much. I've tried a few simple spells at home, just for practice, and they all work. No one in my family knows magic, so I was taken aback when I got the offer, but And super happy because, I mean, as far as I know, this is the best wizarding school - I know all the books by heart, of course, I just hope this will work. My name is Hermione .Granger, by the way, what are your names?"

She finished speaking in one breath, and the unusual speed and haughty tone made Ron obviously uncomfortable. After a long time, Ron muttered, "... Ron Weasley."

In contrast, Harry, who was already smiling, seemed much more natural, "I'm Harry Johnson. Hermione, may I call you that?"

There was something contagious about Harry's smile, one couldn't help but feel close.Of course Harry knew this, and he'd gotten pretty good at using it to his advantage over the years.

Sure enough, Hermione returned a positive smile, and she seemed less aggressive when she spoke again, "Of course, Harry." She raised her hand and looked at her watch, "But I suggest you two change your clothes quickly, we Probably coming soon."

Harry looked at the sky outside the window, nodded to Hermione knowingly, "Thank you."

"You're welcome. I'll go now, Neville's toad is still there." Hermione said as she walked towards the aisle. "We'll see you later." After saying that, Hermione had already thoughtfully closed the sliding door of the compartment for them.