The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

On September 1st, the day finally came.

The Vernons took Harry to King's Cross Station, and along the way the three Dursleys yelled like quail in chili sauce.

They had heard from Harry that the train to Hogwarts left at platform nine. In a sudden act of kindness, Vernon helped Harry put his luggage on the trolley and followed him all the way into the station, where he grinned, "Well, there you are, boy. Platform 9—Platform 10. Your platform should be Between the two platforms, but it doesn't look like it's been built yet, does it?"

Indeed, Harry couldn't find the so-called platform nine and three-quarters, and between platforms nine and ten was a wall pillar, and fat Uncle Vernon sneered stupidly, his stupid and sinister face like a cloud Floating in Harry's mind, but even so, Harry felt that he needed him. It is difficult for a child to find clues in such an unfamiliar environment. The guard at the station had never heard of Hogwarts, and Harry couldn't tell which county it was in. The guard was angry because of this, thinking that the kid was fooling him. he.

As for Vernon, he left a long time ago, leaving Harry alone at the train station. There are people coming and going, and passengers on both sides of the train are constantly coming in and out, but the indifferent Muggles only care about themselves, and no one lends a helping hand to Harry. .

Just when he was at a loss, a young man of sixteen or seventeen came towards him. Harry was clutching the armrest of the cart, and the owl was in the cage with its round eyes open. They all saw the young man dressed as a wizard, wearing a long robe and cloak, holding a long umbrella in his hand, like a gentleman's walking stick, There is also an owl standing on the shoulder, this outfit is very unique, but the surrounding Muggles seem to ignore him.

"Freshman at Hogwarts, you are Harry Potter, right?" The young man's face was strange, but his manner was gentle, which made people feel reliable.

Harry knew that he was a well-known figure in the wizarding world, and he had received more praise and recognition in this month than in the past eleven years combined, and it was much more.

"Yes, sir, are you also a Hogwarts student?" Harry noticed that this person didn't carry any luggage, maybe he was an old student, or maybe he was a staff member.

The young man led Harry towards the wall between platforms 9 and 10, "No, I am the gatekeeper on platform 9, and you can only board the train to Hogwarts if you pass my test." He stopped in his tracks with a serious tone Get up, "Harry, although you are regarded as the savior of the wizarding world, Hogwarts will not spare you. You must show your talent, otherwise this door will not open."

The young man pointed at the wall, "Harry, what you have to do is very simple. Station 9 is behind this wall, and all you have to do is break this wall. For a real wizard, this is not difficult."

Harry didn't know there was such a test in advance, and he curled up his toes nervously. If he failed the test and went back to the Dursleys in disgrace, that day would be worse than a nightmare, and it was so terrible. Many, at least the ghosts in nightmares can always give a happy.

"But, but, I don't know any magic..."

"It doesn't matter. For a young wizard, the most important thing is not knowledge, but a healthy body. All real wizards are like this. After learning a fluorescent spell, and then holding a two-handed giant sword, you can easily and happily fight with your opponent. An orthodox wizard duel."

Harry was a clever boy, and he knew from the witty hint of humor in the young man's words that it was a joke. But he still couldn't figure out how to get to the platform.

"Don't stand still, use your amazing wisdom to think of a way, Harry." The young man urged.

Panting anxiously, Harry took out his wand and tried to learn how to get into Diagon Alley, knocking on the bricks, but when he poked his wand through it, he found that the wall was passable like water.

"Oh!" Harry shivered.

The young man had already let out a big laugh, "Okay, okay. Well done. Harry, let's go in." He waved his hand lightly, and Harry's trolley moved forward automatically. , a steam train painted crimson stopped at the crowded platform.

Harry was lost in the crowd. Who would have thought that there was such a special train leading to the wizarding world hidden in the crowded train station? In fact, wizards have always been around ordinary people, like two parallel lines, sharing time and space, but there is no intersection.

Many children on the platform are saying goodbye to their parents, and some children have already played together.

Harry found an empty compartment, quickly stuffed the owl cage through the window, and then moved the heavy suitcase towards the car door. The suitcase was heavy, and he tried several times without success on the pedal.

"Want to help?" A red-haired boy stepped forward to offer his hand.

"Yes, please."

The red-haired boy turned to his twin and yelled, "Hey Fred, come help!"

They are the two brothers of the Weasley family, George and Fred. Besides them, there are two red-haired Weasleys in this year's Hogwarts, namely the twin brother Percy Weasley, and their Brother Ronald Weasley. There are seven children in their family, six are boys and the youngest is a girl.

After thanking the twins, Harry went back to the young man who was talking to Percy Weasley not far from the platform.

"...You are the fifth grade transfer student? Welcome to Hogwarts."

The young man was gentle and polite, "Then you must be Percy Weasley, the prefect of Gryffindor."

Harry walked up to the young man, and the twin brother introduced to Percy, "Percy, who do you think he is?" —" "Understanding geography..."

"Okay, shut up," said Percy.

Harry stared quietly at the young man without saying a word, his resentment scratching like a cat's paw.

The young man winked at him, "Ah, isn't this our savior Harry Potter? Have you chosen your seat yet? I don't have a place to sit yet. Do you mind sharing a private room with me?"

"You're not a gatekeeper, are you? You're a transfer student."

"Hey, Harry, testing new students is a very important tradition in the college where I was born. Do you know what the story just told us? Others can show you the way, but the dangers and southern walls along the way are not You need to break through with courage, how about it, didn’t you benefit a lot?”

Harry rolled his eyes.

The Weasley boys said goodbye to their mother and little sister, and at eleven o'clock the train started.

Harry was sitting in the same compartment as the young man, and their ages were quite different. It stands to reason that the young man should be with the fifth grade students, but as a transfer student, he had to go to the same room for a period of time after school started. The grade audits, so there is nothing wrong with getting to know your classmates in advance.

The door of the compartment was pulled open by a red-haired Weasley, who was the youngest boy, "Is anyone here? The other places are full."

There are plenty of vacancies, at least four people can be seated. Harry shared the location next to him.

The twins came to say hello and introduced each other to the cubicles.

"This is Ron (nickname), our little brother. We're going to the middle compartment now to visit the marsupial spiders. See you later."

As soon as the compartment door was closed, Ron couldn't hold back his curiosity anymore. He first greeted Harry eagerly. The reputation of the Savior was indeed resounding. Harry was enthusiastic about not bullying kids his age, and showed Ron the scar on his forehead from Voldemort's Killing Curse.

The two children chatted, and the young man kept looking sideways at the scenery outside the car from the window. After leaving London, the natural scenery of England appeared around him. The yellow grass on the plains and low hills was like sparse old blankets, and the cattle and sheep strolled in the The pastures and fields, the water lakes reflect the gray light, and the winter geese flit across the cloudy sky on the horizon.

At around 12:30, the saleswoman pushed the trolley from room to room and asked, Harry jumped up when he heard the sound, but he was already starving. When he returned to his seat with a lot of candy and food of various colors, Ron Weasley was extremely greedy, but his family was not well-off, so he could only take out the sandwiches prepared by his mother. As for the young man, he was still staring at the scenery outside the window.

Harry was a generous kid, even if the family that raised him had never been generous to him, and he loved to share, even if no one had ever shared anything with him before.

"Have a pie," Harry said to Ron. The red-haired boy's shyness was quickly overwhelmed by joy, and he snubbed his mother's sandwich (Mrs. Weasley could never remember Ron's favorite taste, and this time the sandwich was the same), and the two boys picked out snacks. Harry held up another box of chocolate frogs and handed it to the young man, "Sir, you can try it too."

The young man smiled back and took it.

Ron's mouth was already stuffed with cake, and he asked vaguely, "What are you looking at, the scenery? Where did you go to school?"

The young man sighed, "Oh, you children are so happy. I don't know how hard it was for me to study at that time. It took me twenty-six days just to go to school, and I had to fight wild beasts and robbers along the way. The natural environment is also very dangerous, and your life may be lost at any time. But you only need to sit in the comfortable train carriages, and you can arrive at the station in one afternoon."

"Sir, tell us your story when you were in school." Both children's eyes lit up.

"Well, okay, let's pass the boring time. The story will start from the middle month, oh, the middle month is our calendar there, which is actually June. Me, Kliman, Farndal and Swann People, form an adventure team, and officially embark on a school trip..."