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Several people came together to a large carriage that could accommodate six people.

Wenxiu Lord sat at the innermost seat by the window. After little Barty, the last person to come in, closed the door, he began to cast spells in the enclosed space.

He used all the spells he could think of, such as the Freshness Spell, the Silence Spell, and the Spell that could relieve his motion sickness.

The purpose is to mitigate the debuff of his soul ascending to heaven as soon as he gets on the car to the greatest extent.

Wenxiu Lord's motion sickness problem has never been properly resolved.

Severus has never forgotten to develop a potion to cure motion sickness, but he is still young and lacks experience.

If he put more thought into it, he could probably figure out how to improve the taste of the potion.

If he were to invent and research a new potion, it would probably take a few more years.

The train started slowly and left the platform. Wenxiu Lord looked at the scenery that appeared outside the window after a brief darkness and raised the window.

The wind blew into the car, and the dampness and coolness washed over his brain, making Wenxiu Lord feel much better.

Sirius, who was sitting opposite him, looked at the boy's pale face, his words full of concern and worry.

"We really shouldn't have allowed you to take the train. Portkeys and Apparitions won't make you suffer any more than this day."

Wenxiu Lord's weakness at this time was even worse than Lin Daiyu's.

He leaned on Severus' shoulder, closed his eyes and rested, his breathing was shallow and his voice was weak.

"Voldy wrote yesterday saying he would pick me up today."

"Tsk." Sirius tugged at his collar irritably, hoping that the wind outside the window could blow away his depressed mood.

Although they knew the deeper meaning of these words, the people present couldn't help but feel sour.

"What a disgusting name, why are you calling me Sirius?"

Sirius' tone was sad, and his expression was unusually gloomy.

Fortunately, Wenxiu Lord closed his eyes at the moment, otherwise I would have to sigh that he is worthy of being Blake.

Once someone brought up this topic, it was like lighting the fuse of a bomb.

Remus and Little Barty both followed up the topic and said that they also wanted an exclusive nickname.

A certain black-haired venomous Slytherin who had long been called Severus raised his lips, his eyes full of disdain for these people.

The brain, which had finally stopped suffering from motion sickness, was surrounded by three noises from the opposite side. Wenxiu Lord waved his hand to seal the mouth of the noisiest person among the three.

"Your names are nice. What's wrong with calling you that? I like calling you that."

The voice of the uncomfortable silver-haired boy's explanation was so light and light that there was no sound of wind, but he was actually complaining wildly in his heart.

"If not by name, what else can I call you? Remus can still be called Lyle. Do you two want me to call you Cece and Didi?!"

Remus and Little Barty were easily coaxed by Vincent Lord's words "I like you".

Only Sirius chose to find another way out when he was forced into silence.

A calf was fluttering under his legs. Wenxiu Lord grabbed the ankle of the calf and looked at the opposite side with a hint of impatience.

Seeing him open his eyes, Sirius pointed at his sealed mouth, then pointed at Remus and little Barty's mouths, his expression like a resentful woman whose wife was abandoned by a favored concubine.

Wenxiu Lord, who was struggling to endure the dizziness, wanted to scold him, but when he saw his expression, he was so amused that he burst out laughing.

"puff."

After removing the spell from him, Wenxiu Lord moved closer to Severus' arms, found a comfortable position, leaned against him and glared at him.

Normally this look had some imposingness, but now, it was so soft that Sirius was so excited that he was about to show his true colors.

Originally, he couldn't make a sound, and it would be unseemly to stand up and stretch out his hand to pull Wenxiu Lord, so he stretched out his leg.

Now, caught by the gaze of the silver-haired boy, he suddenly became dishonest.

Wenxiu Lord is feeling uncomfortable right now and is in no mood to indulge him.

He tugged at Severus's shirt hem and pointed under the table when he turned his attention away from the book.

Sirius didn't want to meet him at this time and make Wenxiu Lord angry, and he didn't want to suffer the anger, so he decisively retracted his legs the moment Severus lowered his head.

Severus was not unaware of anything. Seeing that Sirius still wanted the leg, he glanced at him with a sinister and sharp gaze.

It was a blatant threat that 'if you do it again, I'll leave you with only one leg that can be used.'

Sirius quieted down, and the others were all quiet-minded.

For a moment, only the wind was making noise.

Wenxiu Lord closed his eyes and rubbed his temples, swirling a mint ball in his mouth.

After the whistle blew briefly a few times, the train entered the dark tunnel.

In the pitch black darkness, the system icon in the corner in front of the silver-haired boy's eyes was dazzlingly bright.

Wenxiu Lord had never opened the system panel since he checked Little Batty's character card last time. He didn't even check what the rewards the system gave him after binding Little Batty were.

Thinking that he didn't know when they would meet again after today's separation, Wenxiu Lord opened the system panel with an idea.

The first thing that caught my eye was the character card belonging to Sirius.

The lace is in the classic Gryffindor red and gold color scheme, the card background is very dark, and the surroundings are not only gorgeous but not high-profile. There are no windows, and it looks like it is in some enclosed space.

The grown-up Sirius has a reserved temperament, his eyes fixed on the silver-haired boy outside the card.

The man raised his glass like a gentleman and drank it all in one gulp, with a faint yet lingering sadness lingering between his brows.

Seeing Sirius on this card made Wenxiu Lord feel depressed.

He closed the card interface and casually clicked on the two gift packs that he had not yet received.

As he had guessed at the beginning, this gift was related to the card character.

Sirius's gift was a contract. As long as one signed his name on the contract, he would obtain ownership of the Black mansion.

Little Barty's gift left Wenxiu Lord speechless and disgusted.

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Two more that he couldn't use.

Not only are they useless, these two things are a pitfall and cannot be given away at all.

Wenxiu Lord rolled his eyes and decided to let these two things rot in the system backpack.

The train passed through the tunnel and everyone's eyes turned white.

The unchanging scenery appeared before his eyes. The silver-haired boy opened his eyes and counted the birds in the sky to pass the time.

The whistle blew long and the train slowed down and approached the platform slowly.

In order to make Wenxiu Lord feel less uncomfortable along the way, the people accompanying him showed off their talents.

At least the silver-haired boy didn't vomit as soon as he got off the train.

But this situation is not very good.

The boy's face was pale, and his bright red lips had lost all their color. Remus and Severus supported him. If you didn't know better, you would have thought that there was a hunchbacked old man with limited mobility on the Hogwarts Express.

Only when he stood on the platform did Wenxiu Lord feel that his floating soul had returned to its place.

Calming his churning stomach, he reached out to take the suitcase from Sirius.

"Give it to me, don't let him see it."

Sirius frowned in protest.

But when he thought about not ruining the plan and not letting Wenxiu Lord be in danger because of him, he had to put the suitcase at his feet.

When they saw the fragile and pitiful appearance of the silver-haired boy, they hated Voldemort even more.