HP Wendy's crossing running account

Platform 1971 9/3, King's Cross Station, 4.

Lily meets her old friend Severus.The little boy seemed to have grown a lot taller. He had turned black and his hair had been cut short. At first glance, Lily couldn't recognize him.

"Sev!" Lily called to him.

Severus "stepped" twice to stop, and subconsciously stepped on his feet to form a 60-degree angle apart, which was the sequelae left by the military posture.Several years of militarized training had left a deep imprint on him, and his aura became tough.

"Sev." Lily looked at him with crooked eyebrows.

Severus was also very happy: "Lily, I see you again."

Lily looked at the clothes on Severus up and down. It was plain, like a uniform, but it was more concise and fit. "You seem to be doing well, at least," she rambled as she followed Severus onto the train, "much better than when you were a child. You suddenly said you were going to move, and then lost the news. For three years, you Didn't write to me..."

They sat down in an empty booth, and began to talk about Hogwarts and the sorting.

"I don't know where I will be assigned." Lily looked a little panicked.

"I don't know either." Severus now has a more comprehensive understanding of the school, "Generally speaking, relatives with blood tend to be assigned to the same school, but there are many exceptions."

"Oh?"

"I met a lot of little wizards in elementary school. Some of them came from wizard families, and occasionally they would talk about their older brothers and sisters' colleges."

Lily blinked, her green eyes full of curiosity: "I remember Sif's mother was a wizard."

"Well, my mother is from Slytherin, so I'm more likely to go there too."

Lily rested her chin thoughtfully.

"You are Muggle-born, so you don't have parents and brothers for reference. However, it is said that the courses in each college are the same, so in fact... As far as learning is concerned, it is the same wherever you go. The college decides more what kind of friends you'll make."

At this time, they suddenly heard a boy's loud voice: "Of course I will go to Gryffindor, there is courage from the heart."

Turning his head, he saw a boy with messy black hair walking in the aisle of the train. He made a sword-fighting gesture with his hands. He looked both exaggerated and energetic, full of the charm of the middle school.

He was talking to a tall boy next to him.The tall boy has black hair and gray eyes, and his appearance surpasses 90% of the people on earth. He is very well dressed, like a young master in the last century.

"Besides, both my dad and my grandpa are from Gryffindor. I'm definitely going to Gryffindor too!"

Hearing this, Severus gave Lily a wink. "Look at what I said, the result of sorting has a lot of family inheritance." Lily couldn't help laughing.

Fortunately, the two boys had already passed by their private room, so they didn't notice the smile on Lily's face.They talked all the way, the sound gradually faded away.

Severus closed the compartment door.

On the other end, James Potter and Sirius Black continued their conversation.

"Sirius, what about you? Which college do you think you will be assigned to?"

"My whole family is Slytherin."

"Oh, that's hard to see."

"Who knows, maybe I'll break with tradition."

Suddenly someone interrupted: "Of course you can try to break the tradition." The two boys stopped.

The source of the voice was a blonde girl in the private room next to her.She is very beautiful, whether it is the outline of the facial features or the shape of the neck, one can predict the appearance of the country and the city when it grows up in the future.If there was a fly in the ointment, it was that she had a pair of jet-black eyes, a black too strong for her fair hair.

"Hey," said familiar James, "are you here alone?"

The girl sat on the chair like a proud princess. Instead of answering James' question, she finished her sentence by herself: "My mother is Ravenclaw, my father is Slytherin, but my brother is It's a Hufflepuff." She shrugged. "When the sorting results came out, even my mother was surprised. Everyone thought my brother could get into Slytherin, after all—he was like a copy of my father."

Sirius' original gloomy expression expanded a bit: "That sounds exciting. Won't your father be angry?"

"Angry? Why are you angry?" The girl frowned, "Although Dad is rather disappointed, he won't be angry with Leonard over such a trivial matter. It's just...he seems to hope that my brother and I can get into Sri Lanka." Leitlin. I know he wants it, though he doesn't say it."

"Oh...then your father is really nice."

"It's okay." The little princess raised her chin proudly, "I hope I can go to Gryffindor. This way our family can gather the uniforms of all four colleges."

"Hahaha." Both James and Sirius were amused by her.

"Your idea is really promising." James stretched out his right hand towards her, "Get to know me. My name is James Potter, and this is Sirius Black."

The beautiful little princess showed mercy, stretched out her delicate white paws, and shook James and Sirius respectively: "My name is Leto von Astra Swann."

"Nice to meet you, Leto."

"No." The girl was unhappy, she pouted, "I like you to call me by my full name: Leto von Astra Swann."

James & Sirius: ...

If the two boys were not smart, they might not be able to remember such a difficult-to-pronounce name Mary Sue.

"Letto von Astra Swann." Sirius finished reading, then gasped, "Can we sit here?"

The girl gave a thumbs up to the memory of the new generation of Young Master Blake: "Of course, you can do whatever you want..."

Before she finished speaking, her expression froze.

"Alice, what the hell did you name yourself?" Along with the voice, a black-haired boy in a school robe and a yellow tie appeared in the corridor.The blood relationship between him and the girl can be seen from the same exquisite appearance.

"Leonard! Don't call me Alice!"

Leonard raised his forehead: "And what are you doing? The whole family is waiting for you in the front car."

"Don't call me Alice." The girl glared fiercely at her brother, who looked like a hamster with fried hair, "I grow up, and I want to have my own friends and social circle, only Lun Lun who hasn't grown up The baby just sits in the same car as mom and dad."

The expression on Leonard's face froze.Just when Alice thought she had won the quarrel, she saw her brother quietly pointing his finger at the back and winking at herself vigorously.Looking at the private room again, both James and Sirius opened their eyes slightly.

The girl turned around quickly, and saw the beautiful lady with blond hair standing behind her.

"Mom...not..." She couldn't continue, so she stubbornly grabbed her skirt.

"It's okay, Alice..."

"Don't call me Alice." The girl retorted subconsciously.

Wendy's eyes focused on the girl's face, which was so calm and lifeless. "Well, Leto von Astra Swann," she said, straightening her daughter's unturned collar, "of course you can choose to stay with your friends when you grow up. But I suggest you apologize to your father before going to bed tonight, you ran to the back compartment without notice, causing him to wait for you in front for a long time."

The little princess's rebellion was thwarted by such a gentle attitude. "Okay, Mom," she said.

Wendy nodded to James and Sirius: "Have a good time."

No matter how thick-skinned the two little boys were, they couldn't stop the gentle smile of the big beauty.Both of them had a faint red on their faces: "Okay...Okay, ma'am."

Wendy didn't stay long, and walked directly towards the front compartment.

Leonard trotted a few steps to keep up with his mother, complaining as he walked: "Mom, you can't always pamper Alice. Two weeks ago, her name was Knox Tisifon Till Yitong."

"Some people go through a period like this." Wendy said, "Besides, I'm not surprised that she wants to choose a powerful name, after all, she is your father's daughter."

The sound drifted further and further away.

It wasn't until Wendy and Leonard were out of sight that James whispered, "My God, is she your mother? She's so beautiful."

Alice proudly straightened her immature breasts: "Of course, she is the best mother in the world."

Sirius was more sober because of his good looks.He sat lazily on the seat, the corners of his mouth curled up. "And here comes the question. Do we call you—Alice? Or—Letto von Astra Swann?"

"Of course it's Leto von Astra Swann! The name Alice is too common. Look at what our family's names are? Tom, Jerry, Alice...it's just a bad street." The girl was full of anger. He sat down calmly, "My mother is good at everything, but the level of naming is not flattering. My father, he unconditionally stands on my mother's side in this kind of matter."

"If I could have such a mother, I would recognize her name as Jack." Sirius spread his hands, "And, Miss Leto von Astra Swan, why are your parents on the train? "

"Because they're professors."

"Wow, cool!" James exclaimed.

"To be precise, my father is a professor. He teaches Muggle Studies. This is an elective course that can only be taken after the third grade. However, there will be a month-long Muggle tour during the summer vacation of the first grade, which is a compulsory course for all grades. Take it with my parents."

Sirius thoughtfully observed the girl chirping like a little sparrow in front of him. He seemed to have heard of the "Professor of Muggle Studies" from Uncle Alphard who came home once a year. His name seemed to be Riddle. Yes, with the same surname as the famous Riedel factory.