[HP] Blast! Word Small Universe

When September 9 came, Raphael and Jane went to King's Cross Station together. Jane threw all the salutes to Raphael in order to be lazy, and she hopped ahead with a small satchel on her back. She looks like an innocent 1-year-old girl.Raphael felt that if he didn't know what Jane's identity was, he would definitely be confused by her.

When entering the train station, Jane and Raphael took a trolley together and put all the heavy salutes on it.

At this time, Jane noticed a middle-aged man standing beside her.The reason why Jane noticed him was entirely because the figure of this middle-aged man was too burly. If he had to use one word to describe him, it would be "wide and fat".In contrast, standing next to the middle-aged man was a thin boy, with messy hair and a pair of dilapidated eyes forming a huge contrast with this man.

"I can guarantee that this is definitely not the biological father of this child." Jane stood beside Raphael and whispered.

Raphael said lightly: "How to prove it?"

"This is intuition." Jane said affirmatively, and then she smirked at Raphael: "Why don't we make a bet, I bet this child and that man are definitely not father and son."

"What's the bet?" Raphael actually doesn't reject the bet at all, because when in heaven, many angels like to push their work to others by means of betting.And he helped Michael sort out the materials for several months after losing many bets.But despite this, he still has a great enthusiasm for gambling.

"If I win, you'll have to go to hell and get me a Lucifer feather," Jane said.

Raphael looked at Jane strangely: "What makes you think that Lucifer will give me one of his feathers?"

"This...maybe you can ask Michael." Jane said with a smile.

"Well, if you lose, you have to tell me how to use clouds to weave clothes." Ever since Raphael saw what is called cloud weaving, he has been very interested in Jane's unique skill, but Jane Every time he talked about this matter, he showed a tight-lipped appearance. To this day, he still doesn't understand why Jane can turn the light clouds into a beautiful dress.

Facing Raphael's request, Jane looked at him in surprise: "You and Mammon really look more and more alike."

Raphael smiled innocently.

"Okay, there you are, boy. Platform 9--Platform 10. Your platform should be between these two platforms, but it doesn't look like it's been built yet, doesn't it?" The man next to the boy showed a sinister smirk, and pushed the cart in his hand to the thin boy standing beside him: "I wish you a smooth semester."

After saying this sentence, the chubby middle-aged man strode away.Jane watched the child standing there helplessly, and watched the man get into the car.There should be other people in the car, because Jane heard the laughter of more than one person.And this laughter was clearly a mockery of the boy.

"It looks like an abandoned little wizard." Raphael commented.

Jane squinted at Raphael: "He may become my classmate."

"Perhaps this should be God's arrangement." Raphael said, "Let you meet him here."

Jane looked at him contemptuously: "Do you think God will be so boring that he arranges for me to meet my new classmates?"

"God is omniscient and omnipotent, there is nothing He does not know." Raphael said.

"God stick!" Jane felt that what she couldn't stand the most was that Raphael always sang God all the time. From the time they met for the first time, Raphael's arias could never be separated from his God.Turning around, Jane walked towards the teenager who just wanted to leave.

Jane came to the side of the child, saw the bewildered and distressed look on the other side, and asked with a smile, "Do you need help?"

"Oh, hello." The child in question was Harry Potter who had just separated from his uncle. He didn't know what the purpose of this kind-hearted little girl who was about his own age was, he scratched His messy black hair: "I think so, I can't find my platform."

"May I see your ticket?" Jane asked.

At this time, Raphael also walked to Jane's side.

Harry looked at Raphael and Jane, hesitant: he only had this ticket, if he lost it, maybe he really couldn't go to the legendary magic school.

"Oh, this is my father, Raphael Jean." Jane turned to look at Raphael with a smile.

Raphael regretted saying that he was her father when he introduced him to the police, so much so that he still suspects that his appearance looks very old, especially when Jane is 11 years old.

"Hello, Mr. Jean, Miss Jean." Harry greeted, feeling that the father and daughter were not bad people, then he took out his ticket from his pocket and handed it to her.

"Platform nine and three-quarters." Jane looked at the position on the ticket, and then looked back at Raphael.Then he smiled and said to Harry, "Who is the gentleman who sent you here just now?"

"My uncle," said Harry.

"So it's your uncle!" Jane said meaningfully. Although she didn't look back at Raphael's face now, she estimated that Raphael's face must not be very good.But thinking about the possibility that Raphael might come to her with Lucifer's feather in his face in the near future, she couldn't help but want to gloat and laugh out loud, so Harry obviously felt Jane's words The smile in the middle: "Well, I think we are all going to Hogwarts, and I am also looking for platform nine and three-quarters. But I think I know where it is, and the professor at Hogwarts left He's told me that before."

Jane's words reminded Harry that Hagrid suddenly appeared in front of him a month ago, and then led him into a magical world.It's just that Hagrid apparently forgot to tell him where the station was.But being able to meet the students who went to Hogwarts together here, Harry finally couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and said silently in his heart: It turned out that this was really not his dream.

The location of platform nine and three-quarters is to go straight from the ticket gate between platforms 9 and 10, where there is a railing.

"I think we'll have to go through it." Jane stood there, watching a group of red-haired kids pushing carts disappear in front of them one by one.And the people coming and going at the station obviously didn't notice this weird scene, as if everyone couldn't see it.Then, she looked back at Harry: "If you're worried, I think I can try first."

Harry felt that it was not a gentleman to let a girl rush ahead of him, but Jane didn't give Harry a chance to refuse. She pushed the small cart and rushed towards the railing.When he blinked, she had completely disappeared in front of him.

Raphael stood beside Harry and said encouragingly, "It's your turn, kid."

Although Harry's admission made Raphael lose the bet, Raphael felt that the child could not be blamed, so he still treated Harry very kindly.

"Thank you." Harry looked at Raphael gratefully, thinking that if it wasn't for the father and daughter, she might not have found the station so easily.

The author has something to say:

The emotional line in this article is relatively slow, because the heroine is not a time traveler, so I don't know what will happen next, and I didn't have a good impression of the professor at the beginning.After reading a lot of fanfiction, there are many heroines who fall in love with professors with inexplicable emotional outbursts. I think it is a bit unacceptable, because it is illogical, except for the probability of love at first sight, so the heroine of this article has emotional changes for professors. It is relatively slow, and it will go through several processes in total: first impression is bad-second impression is not a good guy-not a bad guy-actually an old bat with a sharp mouth and a bean curd heart-well, he is a good guy ——Damn it, did I go blind and fell in love with him! ——Okay, if you like it, go after it.

If nothing else, the female lead won't fall in love with the professor until the end of the third grade, and she won't start preparing to attack the professor until the fourth grade.

So dear friends, don't rush, after all, our professor is really a bit slovenly, it's hard to make people fall in love at first sight, the heroine still needs to discover the professor slowly.