The magical world actually has a faster way of transportation.

For example, advanced magic such as phantom manifestation, such as using certain means of transportation that had been banned in the early years, and for example...Flyer.

Fillow powder is a strange magic powder, which is manifested in powder form and flash. It is said to be invented by a witch named Ignatiya Willsmith in the thirteenth century. It is safe, reliable, convenient and fast, and has a stable price. It only takes two silver scoops per spoon, which has remained unchanged for a hundred years. Every wizard family has a certain Fillow powder, which is usually placed in a box or vase on the fireplace.

These magic powders allow wizards to travel through the fireplace in a short time, or the user can put any part of his body into the flame of Floor powder, such as the head, so that he can talk to people without having to reach the destination.

However, the above functions can only be used if the fireplace is connected to the Flu.com.

In this case, the question arises. Why do we have to drive the Hogwarts Express train with so many movements or props? There are many reasons for this. First of all, Hogwarts is located in Scotland and is a castle set next to a mountain lake. Phantom development and phantom movement cannot be used in Hogwarts, and ordinary electronic instruments cannot be used.

Secondly, using Flu.com is indeed a feasible method, but the school day is the same. If so many students use Flu.com on the same day and want to get in from their home fireplace and then get out of the Hogwarts fireplace, then the fun will be great...

It was an almost foreseeable super disaster, with hundreds of people crashing and rear-end collisions, and everyone was stuck in a fireplace or something. The scene was more than just fresh and refined? It was simply outrageous.

In view of this reason, the British Ministry of Magic finally passed the act of all students taking express trains to the school in one year. Even the so-called pure-blood families silently admitted this action, not caring about anything like "this is a means of transportation for Muggles", "the dignity of pure-blood nobles", etc.

It is conceivable what happened...

Pei Chen looked at the little fat man sitting opposite Hermione with interest. The little guy seemed very reserved. After coming in and sitting down, he basically didn't take the initiative to make a sound. He just sat in the seat opposite him fidgetingly, keeping his head down and not talking. It seemed that he suddenly became interested in his shoes.

Hermione tried to make a conversation with the fat man who kindly helped him, but in the end he could only successfully know that his name was Neville. He was also a freshman in the same age as him and a first-year student. Apart from that, he could not get any valuable information.

The little girl had to lower her head, no longer tried to talk, but continued to read her textbook - Pei Chen was a little confused. The book "Thousands of Magical Herbs and Herbs" had been turned into a little curved edge by her. In just over a month, Pei Chen saw that she had read it no less than ten times. Is it really that good-looking?

Time flies, and the bored Pei Chen is drowsy. Hermione also changed the book in her hand and turned it into "The Power of Darkness: Self-Defense Guide". No one else has come in this car. The little fat man is still very reserved and has always maintained a strong interest in his shoes until...

"ah--"

Pei Chen was so scared by this scream that he almost fell off Hermione's wrist. The little girl almost didn't hold the book firmly. One person and one snake looked up, but found that the little fat man finally had some other reactions, although it was not very good.

The round-faced boy had tears on his face, and seemed very anxious. He fumbled around his whole body several times, and then opened his box and blew it up one after another. Hermione was a little confused and asked what was going on, whether he needed help, etc. The reply he got was that the fat man said that the toad his grandmother gave him was thrown away, and now he can't find it no matter how much he looks for it...

Toad... Damn it's so thrilling!

Suddenly, the little girl Hermione's eyes changed slightly, and she couldn't help but take a step back. This little fat man looked unpretentious, but he actually had the courage to raise something like a toad... He really shouldn't behave like a person!

She lowered her head and looked at the little snake who was very human and well-behaved and obediently wrapped around her wrist. She suddenly felt that the pet she raised was really good. If compared with the toad... Of course, Pei Chen would never admit the so-called pet identity. Now it is just a temporary solution. When she entered that school, she would run away whenever she had the chance, and then concentrate on exploring this scene.

Hermione is a good boy and took the initiative to help Fatty Navig find his toad. Pei Chen just curled his lips disapprovingly. If he were himself, he would definitely take this opportunity to abandon the disgusting thing. This Fatty is just too slander.

The two children used the stupidest method to search for the carriage one by one. When they saw someone, they asked, "Have you seen my toad?" or "Have you seen his toad?" However, in terms of frequency, the latter is generally the latter. The fat man Neville was so shy and timid. Many times he stammered for a few times and didn't dare to speak out.

I don’t know what kind of family it is to raise such a timid child? Pei Chen thought to himself that if he was the elder of the little fat man’s family, he felt that he would have the desire to smoke him (fortunately he was not.

He is obviously a child from a wizard family, but he is not as good as a child raised by a purely ordinary family like Hermione. This education is really a bit too failed.

The train had already left London. Outside the window was a vast field of cattle and sheep, and you could see fields and grasslands passing by quickly.

Soon, Hermione and Neville had already arrived at an empty compartment near the rear of the car. Then there was only the car that could count with one hand. If Neville's toad had not disappeared mysteriously, I mean, if it was still on this train, then these places would be possible.

Neville seemed a little depressed and even a little desperate. After comforting her for a few words, there was no way to do so, so she could only knock on the door of the compartment. Pei Chen began to cheer up. He vaguely felt a somewhat familiar mental fluctuation. It seemed that he had encountered the target he had originally targeted?

As Hermione walked into the compartment, Pei Chen found Little Harry. The little boy was now full of interest, watching another boy with red hair and freckles lifting his wand as if he was preparing to cast a spell.

"Have anyone seen a toad? Neville lost a toad." Hermione said her intentions nervously, but the little snake wrapped around her wrist was extremely helpless. He knew that the little girl was because of nervousness, but the other party didn't know that such a tone would easily be mistaken for being arrogant and arrogant.

"We have told him that we didn't see it." The red-haired freckled boy looked at the fat man hiding behind Hermione with some dissatisfaction, his tone full of displeasure.

But Hermione had ignored what he was saying, her eyes were fixed on the magic wand raised high in his hand, obviously attracted by curiosity: "Oh, are you doing magic? Then let's open your eyes?"

Both of them sat down in this compartment.

The red-haired boy blushed and became overwhelmed, but fortunately he quickly adjusted: "Oh--Okay." Although that's what he said, judging from his face, he should have thought more about "bad".

Looking at this fighter obviously being a rookie, the boy who was a new VIP started to wave his wand and chant a spell with a clumsy gesture. Pei Chen widened his eyes, shrank his body decisively, and mobilized his own demonic power.

The wand was too broken. It looked a bit old. Some places were peeled off, and one end was shining with white light. Pei Chen's eyes were sharp, and he hadn't done anything for more than a month. He instantly confirmed that it was the mane of a unicorn.

Damn, even the most important core material of a magic wand has been exposed directly. I won’t talk about how helpful this wand can to the user, but the “spray casting success rate is reduced by more than 20%” should not be eliminated.

Maybe it is possible to explode on the spot.

"Daisies, sweet cream and sunshine, turn this stupid fat mouse yellow."

The boy waved his wand, and then... nothing happened. The fat and stupid mouse was still gray. He was sleeping soundly on his thighs, and there was no change in the color of his body's fur.

"Hiss (hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha..." Pei Chen couldn't help it. What was the trick of this spell?! He tried his best to tighten the girl's smooth wrists so that he would not let himself fall down with laughter.

"Are you sure this a spell?" Hermione couldn't help but want to show herself, "It doesn't look very good, right? I've practiced a few simple spells at home, but none of them succeeded. No one in my family knows magic, so when I received the admission notice, I was shocked... Oh, Lyle, you hurt me... I mean, this is the best magic school - I can recite all the textbooks..."

The girl couldn't help but stretch out her other hand and pulled Pei Chen's tail, and said in a breath of storm: "Of course, I just hope this can be used - my name is Hermione Granger. By the way, what are your names?"

"My name is...Ron Weasley." said the red-haired freckled boy. His eyes were very strange, with a hint of treating class enemies. He looked back and forth on Hermione and the snake in surprise, making the little girl frown.

Hermione hates this look of treating herself as an alien.

"Where are you?" She turned her gaze to little Harry. The handsome boy wearing glasses seemed to be no different from Ron. She only focused her attention on her wrist even more in surprise, which made Hermione even more unhappy.

"What, what?!" Little Harry was a little confused about the situation.

"I mean, your name - My name is Hermione, Hermione Granger!" said the girl, her cold look seemed to indicate that she was in a bad mood now, "Also, do you have any opinions about my Lyle? Why do you all have such rude eyes?"

"Oh, my name is Harry Potter..." Little Harry replied in a panic, as if he was shocked by Hermione's aura. "No, no, I don't have any objections to you... nor do I have any prejudice to your pet... but, just, I seemed to hear your snake laughing just now..."

Hermione: “…”

Ron: "…"

Neville: "…"
Chapter completed!