[HP] Cultivating love

September 1991, 9 London time

The 11-year-old Hugh Spencer stood on platform [-] and three-quarters, surrounded by people who came and went in a hurry.

Three seconds ago, he watched helplessly as his ticket turned into a thousand paper cranes and flew away.

"Oh, magic." He exclaimed like an aria, wanting to give himself a habitual clean-up but held back.

Having seen suitcases that were not properly placed on the luggage cart, Xiu expertly cast a shrinking spell on his luggage and put it in the pocket of his robe, and got on the bus with his pet cat Celie in his arms.

The old steam train whistled its whistle, which meant leaving the station, and amidst the rumbling sound of starting, Xiu clearly realized that from this moment on, he was gradually drifting away from the so-called Muggle world.

Hogwarts?You shouldn't let yourself down, Xiu Xiang.

"Excuse me, maybe you don't mind me temporarily requisitioning this carriage." A lazy and oppressive voice sounded, Xiu stopped thinking (lu) thinking (mao) people (fa) students (dai) quickly spoke Someone came to take a look.

The most conspicuous thing is not the delicate face or the shining silver-gray eyes, but the platinum-blonde hair that has been neatly treated with hairspray, even if she is wearing a black school uniform, she can't suppress her beauty.

"Draco." Xiu pulled out the name of the little golden head from his mind, and said with a smile, "What a coincidence."

"Good afternoon, Xiu" Although he crazily complained in his heart about the damn broken train that was still honking and rough ore to the original dirty carriage, Draco Malfoy, who is also 11 years old, never allowed himself to have any ceremonies. Nothing goes wrong.

"Maybe I can imagine that Xiu has already made up his mind which college to choose?" The silence in the carriage was too embarrassing, it was very rude, very un-Malfoy.

So Draco spoke first.

And in Xiu's eyes, although Draco thought he was superior and had no malice in his bones, there was still a faint sense of oppression.

Of course, in view of the family motto of the Spencer family—neither humble nor overbearing, the conversation between Xiu and Draco did not fail in the slightest.

"If nothing else, Slytherin House, Draco. Green always makes people happy." Xiu raised the corner of his mouth, showing a "you understand" expression.

"Oh, that's right Xiu, look at the red curtains all over the car is really infuriating" Draco couldn't agree more, as if this kind of decoration is a heinous crime.

In fact, this carriage has already been repaired a dozen times and "cleaned up". Maybe this is why the picky Draco Malfoy condescends to choose this place, who knows that it is the carriage where Xiu is in by mistake.

Just when Xiu was about to repair the old cloth curtain, a clear female voice interrupted his thoughts: "Excuse me, has anyone seen a toad? Neville's toad is missing."

The girl's eyes were full of vigor, and Xiu unconsciously softened his tone: "It's a pity that I didn't see her, this beautiful young lady, but I think she can help if necessary."

Xiu held the silver-white cat with different eyes in his arms to his chest and signaled: "This is Cecilia, I think she will be very happy when you call her Celie."

The girl blushed when she heard the handsome young man say "beautiful lady", waved her hands and said, "Thank you, sir, it's not necessary, I'll go to another compartment and ask, goodbye"

Seeing the girl's leaving back, Xiu swallowed the "good luck" that came to his lips.Looking up, he saw the little golden head on the opposite side looking at him with bright eyes, or Celie in his arms.

"Hey, her eyes are so beautiful." The little blond head said admiringly, but his body was honestly eager to try.

Xiu lifted Celie up to face Draco, "Yes, it's beautiful. My hands are a little sore, maybe the kind Draco will help me hold her?"

Malfoy pretended to be reserved for two seconds, then coughed and said, "For your worries, my friend" and then carefully took the white dumpling.

"Give you my most sincere thanks, my friend." Xiu returned a noble knight ceremony: "Selly is very obedient, she doesn't reject the crowd and doesn't like meowing. I like to take her with me on many occasions."

"Oh, good boy, that's great, Celie." Draco was so addicted to pawing cats that he couldn't help himself, so Xiu simply found the unfinished book from his luggage and read it.Time passed while Draco was stroking the cat and reading a book.

Seeing that it was almost time, Xiu changed into his school uniform robe, and the black robe abruptly made him a few years older.

Draco changed into his robe and got on the train. Seeing this scene, he reluctantly returned Celie to Xiu, sorted his clothes, and prepared to get off the train.

"Have a nice trip, Xiu." Before leaving, Draco extended a precious hand of friendship, which seemed much more sincere.

Hugh shook Draco's hand "See you at the Slytherin table, Draco"

The night is charming, and the old steam train stops at the platform after making a loud whistle.It indicates that another first-year freshman followed the guide and finally saw this ancient and mysterious magic school.

The originally agitated mood gradually calmed down.

Hogwarts, here we come!

When Xiu hugged the struggling Celie to catch up with the large army, he just said that a certain golden head at the Slytherin table was in the center of the storm.

The little golden head may be enduring something, the original pale face is gone, and the hand of friendship that has not been withdrawn is trembling.

"Oh, great Draco you're here, maybe you don't mind giving your poor friend a hand, I'm going to lose my hold on Celie."

The somewhat anxious situation was broken, and the protagonists of the unpleasant incident turned their heads to look at the speaker. It was a handsome boy with short black and soft hair hanging down obediently, eyes of the same color shining brightly, holding a A struggling pure white cat with different eyes, with a embarrassed smile on its face, looks pure and harmless.

Draco saw Xiu hugging Baituanzi in some embarrassment, and with a helpless smile of "I know you can't do without me", Draco reached out to catch the cat: "Spenser, give me Celie quickly, Be careful not to drop her."

Xiu cooperatively handed Celie to Draco, and when he couldn't see it, gave Harry, a friend who had some small conflicts with Draco, a small look.

Then she turned her head and explained to him that just now Celie was hit by the little fat guy on the same boat and almost fell into the river, and now she is struggling and losing her temper.

Draco hugged the tired Celie with one hand, and patted Baituanzi's neck with the other, "Oh, poor Celie." The cat gradually became quiet.

Draco looked at Xiu with an undisguised complacency, as if he had forgotten the unhappiness just now.

When following Professor McGonagall to the auditorium, Xiu just happened to be side by side with Harry.He offered his hand, "Hey, Harry. That golden head just now is my friend. Although I don't know what happened to you, I apologize to you on his behalf."

Harry was always generous with the friends he considered. He held Hugh's hand, "Oh, don't mind. Hugh. He's just being mean and ugly".

Then quietly added "I just didn't realize he was your friend too, I mean, you don't look alike. Oh, I mean no harm."

Xiu looked back at the little golden head calmly, "He is a guy who doesn't mean what he says." Then he showed a helpless expression, which directly made Harry laugh.

In the mysterious and brilliant auditorium decorated by magic, the vice-principal, Professor McGonagall, read his name in a slow and unhurried manner. When it was Harry's turn, there were obviously a lot of noisy conversations and surprises around him.

"Good luck, Harry." Hugh squeezed Harry's hand.Harry returned him with a nod and walked forward with his chest straightened out. It didn't take long for him to figure out where he was going--his parents' alma mater, which was also a symbol of bravery, Gryffindor.

In fact, this result is not surprising at all.

Just like it is rare for the Black family to have a non-Slytherin descendant in hundreds of years, oh, this Black, who is rare in hundreds of years, entered the school at this time more than 20 years ago.

Far away, although the Potter family retired a few generations ago for unknown reasons, anyone who knows a little bit knows that this is a pure Gryffindor family.

Seeing the cheers on the table in Gryffindor College, "Hey! We have Harry Potter!", Xiu couldn't help laughing.

When the order came to Draco, he smoothed his school uniform and stood up calmly, then sat on the high stool as if performing some strange ritual.

The hat yelled "Slytherin!" almost without touching his beautiful platinum hair.

As expected, got what I wanted.

When Draco got off the high stool, he jumped and landed on the ground. He was obviously relieved and smiled. Even the head of Slytherin, the master of potions, Sneaker, who was always on the teacher's table, had no expression. Professor Pu applauded.

The order on the list was unknown, and Xiu didn't have too much time to dazzle, so he sang his name after Draco.

"Oh, let the old man take a look. Courageous, brilliant, ambitious. You're not a kid who cares about blood. Raventraw is a good choice, or Slytherin can put you on the job."

I don't know what kind of secret technique was used, but the Sorting Hat, which has been called the "broken hat" for hundreds of years, can communicate with people through consciousness. This kind of fun and practical magic repair really wants to learn.

But now there is no time for him to think about these things. The question now is which college he will go to next.

"Thank you, the soul that belongs to Slytherin is never afraid to be a Slytherin." On the face, Xiu actually thought that his words were very handsome. He saw it from his grandfather's notes, and he wanted to say this for a long time. .

It's just a pity that only the Sorting Hat can hear such handsome words.

If it had arms, the Sorting Hat, which would be showing its teeth and claws, sighed and then shouted loudly, "As you wish, Slytherin!" Of course, only Xiu could hear the first half of the sentence.

When the results were reached, congratulatory applause and friendly whistles sounded from all around.

Xiu inadvertently glanced at the professor's chair and saw the headmaster Dumbledore looking at him with a smile. When he arrived at the Slytherin table, Draco had reserved the seat on his left to signal him Come and sit.

Draco nodded back, and Xiu Shun looked at the beautiful girl with delicate face and short hair on his right.The girl had been looking at him, and now that their eyes met, she didn't dodge her, and showed a sweet smile generously.

She was a lovely girl, Xiu thought, and he had a hunch that sooner or later they would become friends.

You know, to some extent his hunch is very accurate.