Compared to the past, this time there were many big men in black outside platform 9. They were tall and burly with serious expressions. Even if they were wearing sunglasses, they could feel the murderous look in their eyes.
Even the Muggle guards, who were used to being arrogant, did not dare to approach.
"They are all Aurors!" Tonks, who was standing outside the platform, checking her luggage, whispered:
"In order to prevent another Death Eater attack, Minister Fudge specially sent them to protect the students... Is the disguise okay?"
"The disguise is indeed pretty good." Luo Fu glanced at the menacing men in black and said with a smile:
"If you didn't tell me, I would have thought they were the mafia, coming to the train station to rob."
"What is the Mafia?" Tonks asked with interest, "That word sounds pretty cool!"
Luofu thought about it and described it in layman's terms: "You can understand it as a Muggle Death Eater."
After understanding that mafia was not a good word, Tonks rolled her eyes at the boy, raised her fist, and waved:
"Are you making silly metaphors again? Be careful, I will arrest you!"
"Then hurry up and catch them." Luo Fei pointed to the group of reporters holding cameras not far away and chuckled:
"If you arrest me here, you should go to the Daily Prophet over there - shocking! The female Auror violently enforces the law and arrests innocent students!"
"No way." Tonks said with a confident smile:
"Those reporters were invited by Minister Fudge. They are not Rita Skeeter. They dare not touch such unmentionable topics."
Shirley, who was standing next to Luofu, asked curiously: "Why are you invited here?"
"Taking pictures...writing news." Tonks blinked and said:
"Read the newspapers tomorrow. There will definitely be reports about the most beautiful Aurors, the most beautiful scenery, or praising the Ministry of Magic for escorting the little wizards to start school."
"..." Fudge knows how to put on a show.
But this is normal. After the disastrous incident at the Quidditch World Cup, Fudge's current approval rating has dropped to the lowest level in history.
In the black market, the odds that Fudge can continue to serve as minister next year are also soaring... If he doesn't give himself some favorability, he will really pack up and get out next year.
Seeing Tonks about to open her suitcase to check if she had any prohibited items, Rolf joked:
"First of all, as a recipient of the Order of Merlin, I will definitely not bring prohibited items... just based on our relationship, do my luggage still need to be checked?"
"No, your box is a key target of the Auror Office!" Tonks said this, but she turned her eyes around, glanced around, and said in a low voice:
"But you promise me one thing, you won't check me."
"whats the matter?"
"I went to Weasley's house that day and heard Ginny mention what happened the night of the Quidditch World Cup final. She said you had a dragon...a big and fierce dragon."
Tonks took Rolf's arm enthusiastically and said expectantly:
"Just let me take a look, and then let me sit on it and try what it feels like. I haven't ridden a dragon yet!"
"..."
Tonks didn't see Rolf's big dragon in the end. It wasn't because he didn't want to, but because there were so many people here that it wasn't suitable for him to come out.
After bidding farewell to Tonks, Rolf and Shirley walked through the wall and arrived at Platform 9.
A bright red Hogwarts Express train was parked on the platform, emitting billowing smoke. Many students and parents stood beside the train to say their final farewells.
The appearance of Luofu seemed to press the silent button, and the platform, which had been extremely noisy just a moment ago, fell silent for an instant.
Everyone stared at him openly, as if they were looking at rare animals.
There was no way, Rolf had made so much noise this summer that everyone couldn't help but focus on him when they saw his wizard.
Many people wanted to come over to get Rove's autograph, but because of the Aurors, no one dared to rush around for a while.
They were afraid that if they were too excited, they would be regarded by the Aurors as Death Eaters who attacked the famous Scamander... and then be shot to death.
Then who can you talk to to reason with me?
Shirley and Luo Fu walked side by side. She also secretly looked at the boy from the corner of her eyes, and her heart was full of unknown pride.
Ha, why do I have such good eyesight?
The girl with the ponytail smiled and narrowed her eyes, slightly raised the corners of her mouth, then quickly lowered them, and it disappeared in the blink of an eye, making it difficult to notice.
As they approached the train door, they met Mr. and Mrs. Weasley who came to see them off. They both said hello, and Mr. Weasley suddenly said:
"Rolf, I have something to tell you."
"Well, Shirley, you go up first." Rove said, "Look at which compartment Hermione and the others are in."
The girl with the ponytail hummed softly, took the box from Rolf, politely said goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and then walked towards the train.
Mrs. Weasley looked at Shirley and couldn't help but sigh, wishing she had such a gentle, quiet and well-behaved daughter.
Mr. Weasley took Rolf to a corner of the platform. After a moment of silence, he sighed:
"Lucius Malfoy was acquitted by the Ministry of Magic yesterday."
This was the first time for Luo Fei to hear the news, but he had already expected it and did not have too much emotion.
Yes, McNeil did identify Malfoy as the mastermind behind the attack on the Quidditch World Cup, but Malfoy had an alibi.
On the night of the incident, Malfoy had been with Fudge all the time, and there were even a dozen Aurors who testified against him.
"That day Malfoy was released and he went to my office specifically." Mr. Weasley said with an ugly face:
"It was just the two of us at the time. Malfoy admitted that he participated in the attack that night, but he didn't kill me. It's a pity.
He also threatened me and asked me to stop working for Dumbledore, otherwise I would die sooner or later!"
"Does Malfoy really say that?" Rolf raised his eyebrows. Is this old boy so arrogant now?
"Yes, that's what Malfoy said. He seems very confident." Mr. Weasley said seriously:
"Rolf, Hogwarts will hold the Triwizard Tournament this semester, and there will be other schools participating. It will be a mixed bag. You must be careful, and it is best not to participate in the Triwizard Tournament."
Luofu did not agree or refuse, he just said softly:
"I understand, Mr. Weasley, thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."
"Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley urged loudly: "Arthur, the train is about to start. Let Rolf get on the train quickly!"
"Okay, Molly!" said Mr. Weasley. He turned to Rolf and whispered in an even faster voice: "Be careful."
Luofu nodded and walked towards the train.
A loud whistle blew, and the staff walked along the train and closed all the doors.
The Hogwarts Express made a dirty sound and headed into the distance.
