HP Magic Biography

Come on, Fan Lin looked at Hermione who was going away and said helplessly, If we walk around, maybe we can find a seat.

Okay, Harry nodded, holding Hedwig's cage in one hand and the suitcase in the other.

They and Ginny struggled to move around the car, peering through the plate glass as they passed the compartments, all of which were full of people.

Harry wasn't surprised to notice that many people were looking back at him with interest, and a few others were nudging their neighbors and pointing at him.

After this happened to Harry five cubicles in a row, he remembered that every day of the summer the Daily Prophet had a lot of readers slandering him in it.

He just wondered if these people who were looking at him and whispering now believed those stories.

Oh, don't mind it. Fan Lin said, It's like this a lot of times, even they don't understand what happened, and as a witness to most of the experience, it can't help but make people feel a little sad, but you can't turn it around what they mean.

You mean they believed the nonsense?

There is no doubt about it, but I can't say I believe it. Fan Lin said, In fact, they are just a bunch of scumbags, and the bigger wind now is the Ministry of Magic.

Fan Lin frowned. Rita Skeeter's progress was much slower than he imagined. This is still an attacker. That damn guy wrote some articles that were not painful but made people look very angry. , this is probably revenge for imprisoning her.

However, it was also for her own good. Didn't Rita lose weight back to the normal level?

With the beetle's food intake, even if it eats non-stop, it may not be able to meet Rita's consumption standard.

It's really bad. Fan Lin frowned slightly.

What?

It's nothing, I'm talking about those articles. Fan Lin said quickly, However, don't worry, it's easy to solve, the Ministry of Magic can't keep hiding it, so it's like the second grade, anyway we suffered Doubts are not once or twice.

Under Fan Lin's urging, several people continued to move forward, and they met Neville Longbottom in a box at the very back. It seemed that Neville, who had been promoted to the fifth grade, did not have any obvious changes. What's more, Neville's stature has sprung up, even taller than Ron, and his round face is covered with beads of sweat from dragging the suitcase so hard.

And one hand was still clutching his pet toad.

Hello, Fan Lin, Harry, he said out of breath, Hello, Ginny is full of people everywhere and I can't find a seat.

What are you talking about? Ginny asked, pushing away from Neville and staring at the compartment behind him. There are still vacancies in this room. There will only be Lovegood in here next year. Even if Ron and the others come back, they will be able to sit. This is...

And Neville was muttering something like don't disturb anyone.

Don't be silly, Ginny said with a smile, she's fine. Ginny opened the door and dragged the suitcase inside, Harry and Neville following behind her.

Hello, Luna, Ginny said with a smile, can we take these seats?

The girl by the window looked up at them. She had messy, waist-length, dirty white hair, very pale eyebrows, and bulging eyes, which made her always look weird.

Harry knew immediately why Neville had chosen to fly past this compartment. The girl gave off an air of obvious insanity. Perhaps the feeling actually stems from the fact that her wand is kept safe behind her left ear, or the cork necklace she wears, or a magazine she's currently reading held upside down in her hand. She glanced at Neville, then glanced at Hali and Fan Lin, and nodded.

Thanks, Ginny said, smiling at her.

Harry and Neville put down the three suitcases and put Hedwig's cage on the luggage rack before sitting down.

However, Fan Lin sat down early and looked at his junior with great interest.

Luna Lovegood, nicknamed Mad Girl.

Fan Lin had heard of him a long time ago, and had seen him from afar, but it was the first time he had such close contact, but that inexplicable temperament made everyone remember her instantly.

To put it better, it is ethereal, as for the others...

Luna seemed to resonate with them, watching them from above the upside-down magazine called Critic.

To be honest, I have never seen such a magazine. Speaking of which, there are many magazines, large and small, in the magic world, but the only one that can tell is the Daily Prophet. Little is known at all.

However, Luna is an interesting person. She doesn't seem to need to blink like ordinary people. She'd been staring at Harry across the seat from the start, and Harry wished he hadn't come in now.

Have you had a good summer, Luna? Ginny asked. Yes, Luna said sleepwalking. She didn't take her eyes off Harry. Yes, very happy, I know that. You're Harry Potter, she added.

I know I am, said Harry. Neville chuckled. Luna turned her gaze to him. But I don't know who you are.

I'm nobody, Neville said hastily.

What are you not? Ginny said sharply, Neville Longbottom——Luna Lovegood. Luna is my classmate in the same year, but from Ravenclaw College.

Inestimable wisdom is the greatest treasure of man, Luna said in a chant-like voice.

As for you... Luna looked at Fan Lin for the last time, and for almost an instant, Fan Lin felt that something was staring at him.

I know who you are. A powerful and wise wizard is always remembered. My father likes you very much. He said that Hogwarts has not had such a student for hundreds of years, Valin Eyre.

What kind of student is just troubled. If possible, I would like to focus on other areas.

A smart mind is your insurance, Luna said suddenly, before she held the upside-down magazine high over her face and fell silent.

Harry and Neville looked at each other, eyebrows raised. And Ginny couldn't help giggling.

Fan Lin was also a little embarrassed, obviously he had a good conversation just now, which not only made Fan Lin wonder if he said that sentence wrong, or is it just like Luna?

The latter may be more likely.

The train roared on, carrying them into the open country. Today's weather was odd and irregular; one moment the cubicle was filled with sunshine, and the next they were under ominous clouds.

Fan Lin didn't look at Luna anymore. After all, it's not a polite behavior. Sometimes it's a good choice to go their own way, and that's what Harry and Neville did.

Harry was afraid that others would look at him strangely, while Neville simply couldn't speak, so he could only talk about his vacation.

Guess what I got for my birthday? Neville said.

Another memory ball? Harry asked, remembering that the crystal ball-like device was given to him by Neville's grandmother to help with his severe amnesia. Moreover, this ball was thrown high into the air by Draco in the first grade.

Think about it, compared to the troubles encountered by Professor Quirrell, Professor Quirrell is simply giving away points when he arrives, but even so, he and Fan Lin are still performing magic leapfrogging.

No, Neville said frankly. One is enough for me, though I lost the old one a long time ago, but it doesn't matter, look at this... He no longer clutched poor Toad tightly in his hands, but I put it in my bag, and after a bit of rummaging, I pulled out what looked like a gray cactus in a vial, but the plant was covered with knots instead of spikes.

Mimbras Mimbretonia. Neville said proudly.

Harry stared at the thing. It was pulsating slightly, which gave it a dangerous appearance, as if it were the internal tissue of some disease.

It's real, it's really rare, Neville said beamingly. I didn't even know there was one in the Hogwarts greenhouse. I can't wait to show it to Sputter. Professor Law. My uncle Ergie brought it to me in Sicily. I'd like to see it if I had the chance.

Harry knew that the subject Neville was interested in was Magical Herbalism, but Harry couldn't see what he wanted this dwarf plant for in his life.

Oh, Hogwarts doesn't have any. It's really rare, Neville. Fan Lin said, But it's good to use medicine.

What can it - er - be used for? Harry asked.

Spit, Neville said proudly, it's an amazing defense device. Come on, help me hold it... Neville placed the toad, which was a little dizzy from the scene change, on Harry's lap, and then He took out a large quill pen from his schoolbag.

Luna's bulging eyes were now behind the upside-down magazine again, watching Neville in action. Neville brought the plant closer to his eyes, bit his tongue between his teeth, selected a good spot, and then stabbed it hard with a quill.

In an instant, Fan Lin pulled out a piece of cloth to block himself, and in the next second, the liquid spurted out from every pimple of the plant; it was like thick, foul-smelling dark green ink. Juice splattered the ceiling, the windows, and Luna's magazines; just in time, Ginny covered her face with her arms, making it look like she was wearing only a sticky green hat.

But Harry was more unlucky, his hand was sprayed all over his face while trying to stop Trevor from escaping. The sap tasted and smelled like rancid manure.

Neville got sprayed all over his face too, shaking his head to get the juice out of his eyes.

Y-sorry, he said breathlessly, I've never tried it before and didn't realize it would squirt so hard but don't worry, the sap is non-toxic, when he saw Harry throw up Gulp on the floor, added nervously.

At this moment their compartment door was opened.

Oh hello, Harry, said an uneasy voice, Well, that seems like a bad time. Harry wiped his glasses with the hand that wasn't holding the toad. A very beautiful girl with long, lustrous black hair stood smiling at him in the doorway.

Oh hello, Cho. Harry's mind went blank.

En, Qiu said, well, I just want to say hello to you, so goodbye.

A blush appeared on her face, and she closed the door and left.

Harry groaned in pain as he collapsed on the chair. He didn't like it when Cho found out he was hanging out with such a cool group of people, and people were laughing at them like he was talking about; He was also holding a toad, and his head was wet with juice.

Never mind, said Ginny, cheering up, see, we can get rid of the juice very easily. She drew out her wand, gave it a flick, and the juice was gone.

I'm sorry, Neville whispered again, knowing why Harry was upset, they lived together anyway.

However, it's great, he's very healthy Neville, but I don't suggest keeping him in our dormitory, or we need to develop it separately...

...

When the dining car passed by, Ron and Hermione hadn't arrived for almost an hour.

Harry, Ginny and Neville had finished their pumpkin pie and were busy exchanging their chocolate frog cards, while Van Lin waited impatiently for the girl to come back for dinner.

Well, it's just that Hermione did it better.

The compartment door opened and Ron and Hermione walked in, with Crookshanks and the squealing pig in its cage.

I'm starving, said Ron, putting the pig next to Hedwig, grabbing a chocolate frog candy from Harry and plopping down on the seat next to Harry.

He tore the wrapper, took a small bite of the frog's head, and leaned back with his eyes closed, as if he'd had an exhausting morning.

Yes, there are two fifth-year prefects in each college, said Hermione, also sitting on her seat with a displeased face, one for each male and female.

Guess who's a Slytherin prefect? Ron's eyes were still closed.

Malfoy, Harry replied quickly, Van Lin said it before, but Ron didn't seem to listen.

Of course, damn it, Ron said bitterly, and he stuffed the remaining frog candy into his mouth, and took another.

And that Patsy Perkins who looks exactly like a cow, said Hermione hostilely, how did she get to be a prefect when she was bigger than a roller?

Perhaps there is something wrong with Professor Snape's aesthetics. Fan Lin said, Then who is Hufflepuff's prefect?

Enie McMillan and Hannah Abbott, Ron said with a long sigh. And Anse Nigdenstein and Padma Patil are prefects at Ravencrow.

You invited Padma Patil to the Yule Ball, said a muffled voice. Everyone turned to look at Luna, who stared blankly at Ron from above the magazine. Ron swallowed his mouthful of candy frogs.

Yes, I know I did it, said Ron, looking slightly surprised.

She didn't like that dance very much, Luna told Ron. She thinks you're treating her badly because you didn't dance with her. But I don't think I'd mind if it was me, she added thoughtfully, I don't like to dance too much.

She retracted to the back of the magazine again. Ron opened his mouth wide, his eyes straightened, and then he looked left and right for Ginny to try to explain, but Ginny had put her fingers over her mouth to keep herself from laughing. Ron shook his head blankly, and then looked at his watch. Now he wondered if he had gone to the wrong room, or there was a problem with the opening method?