The platform was filled with wizards, densely packed, as if they were welcoming some important personage.
A handsome blond boy, carrying a black suitcase, walked through the wall and was shocked when he saw this scene.
Could it be that the fact that he won the Hogwarts "Special Contribution to the School Award" has spread throughout the UK?
Who leaked the news!!
Okay, he obviously overthought it. It is possible to have such a battle to win the Merlin Medal, but for the Cricket "School Contribution Award", who knows who you are?
When I'm looking for a job, it won't work even if I take it out!
Luo Fu was pushed and shoved mercilessly on the outside, and he had no chance to board the Orient Express.
There were many reporters with cameras around, taking photos all the time. In previous lives, celebrities picking up people at the airport were nothing more than that, right?
Rolf became even more curious.
But the area near the express train was crowded, and the boy stood at the back of the crowd. He was too short, and even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't see anything.
Luofu had no choice but to look at the tall wizard aside and asked:
"Sir, what are you doing here?"
The tall wizard glanced at Rolf. He was a bit cross-eyed, with white hair hanging on his shoulders. He was also wearing a hat with the tassels hanging down to the tip of his nose. He was wearing an egg-yellow robe with a dazzling color.
The tall wizard still had a big gold chain hanging around his neck, which was all he needed to get a tattoo.
"A somewhat famous wizard is going to take the Orient Express, and reporters are interviewing him..." The cross-eyed uncle said in confusion:
"I'm obviously very famous and want to take this bus. Why is no one interviewing me?"
Luo Fe curled his lips. The cross-eyed wizard looked so recognizable. If he was really famous, he would definitely be impressed by this face.
It can be seen that the other party is not famous.
Just as Luo Fe was about to take out his broomstick and fly into the air to see which wizard it was, the cross-eyed uncle held his shoulders and lifted him up.
"did you see it?"
Rolf rode on the cross-eyed uncle's neck, and his field of vision suddenly broadened a lot. He looked towards the express train door and saw that the train was covered with photos.
It was a handsome wizard, wearing a purple robe, with wavy golden hair. He grinned, showing dazzling white teeth.
At the entrance of the Orient Express, a large banner was also pulled out:
Gilderoy Lockhart will ride the Orient Express for free!
"My family, my fans, at the invitation of Mr. Tully, I will take the Orient Express in the next few days." Lockhart stood at the train door, waving his arms and said:
"I will write a collection of poems, Orient Express, which will be released together with my autobiography, Magic Me, in August.
I have been on the train during this period. If you want to get up close and personal with me, come and buy a ticket."
Lockhart waved to everyone, and Tully on the side also smiled. He had spent a lot of money to invite Lockhart, so of course he had to pull off all the gimmicks.
But who knew what Lockhart said next made him almost vomit blood.
"In order to repay my family's support, you can ride the train for free with the invoice of my complete set of books. Everyone, go buy the books and don't miss the departure time of the train."
A short man held a large black camera and jumped back and forth to take pictures of Lockhart.
"It's really unreasonable." The cross-eyed wizard complained: "Oh, what's wrong with the world now? A writer without literary talent like me can become popular, but a writer with great literary talent like me can't. It's true that bad money drives out good money."
Luo Fu asked curiously: "Uncle, are you also a writer?"
"What uncle, do I look very old? Call me sir, or brother." The cross-eyed wizard rolled his eyes and said: "Actually, I'm not much older than you, I'm still young."
Luofu looked at the wrinkles on the other person's face and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, those over twenty years old entered the category of uncles, and those over thirty years old were properly middle-aged men!
Luo Fu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and asked again: "Brother, are you also a writer?"
"Yes, I often write articles, and I am very famous." The cross-eyed wizard said proudly.
He seemed to be holding back too much, and finally found a young man who was willing to listen to him, so he started blowing vigorously.
After enduring it again and again, Luo Fu couldn't stand listening anymore. He sighed, put his palm on his chin, and said:
"Uncle, I heard from professors that a wizard in his thirties who has no girlfriend, is single, and has no job will most likely fantasize about becoming a writer."
With an innocent expression on his face, Luo Fu asked, "You don't mean that, do you?"
"..."
"Get off here!" The cross-eyed wizard put Luo Fu back on the ground. He pinched Luo Fu's moist face and said:
"A pretty boy like you will probably be like Lockhart in the future, relying on your face to make ends meet!"
"That's better than nothing."
"Who told you I can't eat it?" The cross-eyed wizard snorted: "I got married long ago, and I even have a daughter, who is also very cute and beautiful!"
Luo Fu curled his lips and cursed in his heart: "If you look like this, my daughter will probably not be in good shape."
As Lockhart entered the train, the crowd gradually dispersed. Rove patted the dust on his body and waved his hand:
"I'm about to get on the train. Goodbye sir! If your daughter goes to school at Hogwarts, I will help you take care of her."
"Hey, you kid! Don't run away!!" He chased after him, but Rove had already got into the crowd.
The ticket checker was still the old goblin in black uniform, wearing a monocle and scanning the crowd, watching for wizards who evaded fares.
Luofu handed over the ticket and the box together. The goblin looked at it carefully and looked up. Just as he was about to speak, the young man took the lead and said:
“No shipping service, no toads and mice in your pocket!”
"..."
Without further ado, Luofu carried his black suitcase and entered the express train. He bought two berths and could occupy a small compartment to himself.
The young man quickly found his own compartment, put the box on the bed, and glanced at the opposite compartment, but saw no one.
Just two white legs stretched out from the railing of the upper bunk, like white jade lotus roots, hanging in the air, with their white and tender feet dangling there.
The man was also holding an upside-down magazine in his hand, titled "The Quibbler." She seemed to realize that someone was looking at her, so she moved the magazine.
Luofu saw a girl with waist-long blond hair and two staring gray eyes.
"Hello." Rolf smiled and said, "My name is Rolf Scamander."
"Hmm..." The girl nodded, her expression was dazed, her gray eyes were staring at Luo Fe closely and she said:
"My name is Luna Lovegood."
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(Thanks to "Yitaidaitai", "Just Love Wading Langshui" and "Book Friends" for the rewards)