trainer at hogwarts

King's Cross Station.

This is not the first time Morris has been here. He pushed the luggage trolley to the middle of the ninth and tenth platforms and fell into deep thought.

Pillars need to be hit, but which one to hit? You can't try them one by one.

Field and Clarissa looked at their son with smiles. In their opinion, the smart son must know where to go to platform nine and three-quarters.

Morris' mouth twitched, he closed his eyes and used the waveguide to sense carefully. Well, sure enough, he found nothing.

"Son, did we go wrong?" Field asked.

"I think it should be around here." Morris looked around, trying to find the target person in the crowd.

Bogui couldn't find magic, but he was pretty good at finding people. He quickly found the Weasley family who he had also picked out.

The iconic red hair and large family make for an excellent target.

"Hello, do you know how to get to platform nine and three-quarters?" Morris tugged at Mrs. Weasley's clothes pitifully with his little hands.

"Oh, my dear, whose child are you from?" Mrs. Weasley showed the brilliance of maternal love to the cute little boy who suddenly appeared, "You are also a freshman at Hogwarts, right?"

Morris nodded.

"Sorry madam, my son was rude just now." Field apologized hurriedly, "I am Field Hill, this is my wife, and this is my son Maurice Hill. He needs to go to Hogwarts for his first grade this year."

"It's okay, I'm Molly Weasley. These are my sons, Fred and George. Come and say hello to your new classmates. They are both first years this year. These are Charlie, Percy, Ron and Kim. Ni. You are Muggles, right?" Mrs. Weasley introduced the family members enthusiastically, "It's getting late, we have to send the children to the train first. Charlie, you come first."

"Maurice, look carefully. It's in the middle of this pillar. Just go through it. If you're scared, just close your eyes." Mrs. Weasley knelt down and said to Morris, "Go ahead."

"Thank you." Morris thanked him, "Dad, mom, goodbye."

"Goodbye Morris, take care of yourself on the way. If you feel uncomfortable, tell the professor." Clarissa reluctantly hugged her son.

"Son, come on." Field patted Morris on the back, "You are the best."

It feels amazing to walk through the pillars, and the world behind them suddenly opens up.

The red steam train bears the sign "Hogwarts Express", and the nine and three-quarters station is bustling with wizards.

This is the correct way to start a pilgrimage to the Holy Land

Morris finally got a little excited.

Sure enough, there are some things that you can’t feel unless you experience them yourself.

Fred: "Hi Maurice"

George: "Isn't it spectacular?"

Fred: "This is my first time here"

George: "Charlie they never told us."

Fred & George: "What is Hogwarts like"

Really worthy of being twins.

"Very beautiful." Morris nodded.

He admired the twins, and just because he didn't want to be friends with Ron didn't mean he didn't want to be friends with Fred and George.

The three of them found an empty private room together and started chatting.

"Maurice, are your parents Muggles? I mean those who don't understand magic." Fred asked curiously.

Morris nodded.

"Then tell us about Muggle things" George said excitedly.

Morris thought for a while, then took out a magazine from his bag and handed it to George.

"What is it?" Fred leaned over to look.

A huge word written on the simple cover.

science.

ten minutes later.

George and Fred began to doubt life. They felt that they could not even read English.

"This is a Muggle book" George said in disbelief.

Morris admired the scenery outside the window and said casually: "Yes."

"Why I don't understand at all"

"I don't understand what this book says at all"

It would be strange for you to know

You are the ones being bullied

How does it feel when you pull off a prank on the King of Pranksters?

Cool

Morris smiled and looked at the two brothers: "This may be your own problem."

"Fred, I feel like Maurice is laughing at us."

"George, I think you're right."

Morris coughed lightly: "No way, that's your illusion."

After some harmless jokes, Morris took the initiative to share Happy Fat House Water and some snacks, and the relationship between the three of them soared.

I bought a few snacks provided by the conductor on the train and gave them to the twins who were very greedy but too embarrassed to say anything, on the pretext that the taste was too strange and they were not used to it.

During this period, Charlie brought his friends here once. Seeing that the three of them got along very happily, they said hello and left. Percy didn't come.

"He only has eyes for learning."

"Just a nerd."

"We couldn't communicate with him."

"Yes."

The twins said.

Newly met like-minded friends always have endless things to talk about. At the reminder of the train announcement, the three of them changed into their school uniforms and finally turned the topic to Hogwarts.

"I heard the entrance test is very scary."

"There's a troll to defeat."

Morris slowly typed a question mark.

“Where did you hear that?”

"Percy said it."

Morris: "Is the troll strong?"

The twins quickly said: "Of course the trolls are strong, they are very powerful and can kill us with just a wave of their hands."

Maurice held his chin: "Logically speaking, you and Percy are from the same mother. We were all the same when we were in first grade. If you can't beat him, then Percy can."

The twins looked at each other and realized that things were not that simple.

"I'm afraid your brothers didn't lie to you." Morris continued to complain, "You can't even think of it being so simple. I'm so disappointed in you."

From God's perspective, Morris had no psychological pressure on the twins and even enjoyed it.

It was particularly fun to watch their expressions change from frightened to shocked, confused to doubtful, and finally angry.

"Maurice, what will happen to the sorting?" Fred asked.

The corner of Morris's mouth raised slightly: "It's just a very simple answer. I believe you will know it soon. Of course, if I tell you in advance, wouldn't it mean that you are not smart enough?"

Easily blocking George who wanted to continue asking, Morris got off the train happily.

"First graders, gather here." Rubeus Hagrid, the night watchman of the Forbidden Forest, held a broken lantern and greeted a group of first graders.

"Four people in one boat, all seated securely"

Maurice, Fred, George and a girl they didn't know were on a boat together.

"Hello, I'm Kathleen Green," the girl introduced herself generously.

Morris nodded to show that he knew that he didn't really want to have anything to do with this girl with a green surname.

The twins were also perfunctory, they were still struggling with the matter of sorting into different schools.