Chapter 1 The encounter at platform nine and three-quarters
"Now, this winter will be particularly cold, because a drastic change that will change the world is taking place. But I am quite lucky, and I actually met you."
Looking at the brown-haired boy in front of him who suddenly came over to hug his neck and talk, Harry felt that his lips were a little dry.
After being laughed at by his uncle's family and thrown on the platform, he fell into great trouble. The thin boy was alone and had a snowy owl with him, which attracted a lot of curiosity.
eyes.
Just when he was trying to get out of the situation and asked a station guard for help, the boy who called himself Rolf Scamander came over. As soon as he came up, he hugged his neck and started talking to himself.<
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It was obviously difficult for Harry, who was thin due to malnutrition, to break free from the arms of Rolf, who was three years older than him and was strong in stature, and he chose to give up after a brief try.
After all, the person in front of me does not seem to have any malicious intentions, although his mouth is indeed a bit too rude.
But what Harry didn't notice was that when Rolf Scamander came closer, the curious eyes originally focused on him gradually disappeared. What really made Harry feel a little relieved was that Rolf had finally
Let’s start with the self-introduction.
"Judging from your age, you should be the new student at Hogwarts this year. I am your senior, Rolf Scamander from Ravenclaw. As for what Ravenclaw is, you are very fast.
You will know. Speaking of which, you are really thin."
Yes, the boy in front of him with a suitcase in one hand actually knows Hogwarts and goes to school there. This shows that he is obviously a wizard like Hagrid and his parents. In other words, a wizard.
A wizard apprentice who has not yet graduated from school.
"Yes, I am a new student at Hogwarts...The problem is..."
"The problem is that you don't know how to get to platform nine and three-quarters, right? And I also know that your guardian must be very irresponsible, otherwise why would he leave you here alone."
Although Harry deeply agreed with Rolf's comments about the Dursleys, now was not a good time for him to discuss how annoying his uncle's family was.
After all, the train was about to leave, but he didn't know where to get on the train. It was only then that Harry suddenly realized that he had been carried by Rolf to the railing between platform 9 and platform 10.
"Okay, it's time to show real skills."
With that said, Rove let go of Harry's arm and walked towards the ticket gate between the two platforms in front of his eyes. As soon as Rove finished speaking, he disappeared from Harry's eyes. p>
Looking at Harry who was obviously frightened outside the wrought iron archway, Rolf shook his head and walked back. This time, he pushed Harry and his car in together. The poor child thought he was going to hit the railing.
, and almost screamed.
Until the scene in front of him changed, a dark red steam locomotive parked next to a platform packed with passengers. The sign on the train read: Hogwart Express, eleven o'clock.
Harry looked back and saw that what was originally the ticket gate had now turned into a wrought iron archway with the words: Platform 9 3/4. So this is Platform 9 3/4. Is this the power of magic?<
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Just when Harry was amazed by this, Rolf looked at the Weasley family coming towards them outside the archway and smiled with an unknown meaning. Then he hugged Harry's neck again and complained to each other.
I laughed out loud when I just behaved badly.
"Okay, my little brother, we have to find a seat for you. Obviously, we arrived a little late, and the first few carriages are already full."
Just as Luo Fu said, the first few carriages were already crowded with students.
Some of them were leaning out of the car window to say their final farewells to their families. Some were fooling around in their seats or playing with various strange magic props, but before Harry had time to take a closer look, Rolf was
Pushed forward to the rear of the carriage.
Here, they successfully found an empty compartment. As Rove took out his wand and flicked it, his and Harry's suitcases flew to where they should be.
Then he took Hedwig from Harry's hand, teased the loyal snowy owl, and hung it by the car window.
"Thank you, you really helped me a lot. By the way, I haven't had a chance to introduce myself yet, because you just kept talking, and I'm embarrassed to interrupt you. Oh, I'm sorry, I'm not blaming you..." p>
"It doesn't matter. In fact, I already know who you are. They, I mean the other wizards, they call you 'The Boy Who Lived' Harry Potter. Right? My little brother." p>
After hearing what Rolf said, Harry subconsciously touched the scar on his forehead. After his face changed slightly, he lowered his raised hand and continued to hide the scar behind his black bangs. p>
"Yes, I am. I am Harry Potter."
After saying this, Harry's face started to turn red. The other person's tone and the name of the Boy-Who-Lived made him feel a little uncomfortable and reminded him of some unpleasant memories. But soon, Rolf continued.
Coming down freed him from this embarrassment.
"You are much better than I thought. At first I thought you were a giant with a green face and fangs, three heads and six arms, who could breathe fire and eat gold galleons."
"How is it possible?! Why do you think so?!"
Harry finally realized that the way to get rid of embarrassment and sadness is to fall into greater embarrassment. Fortunately, this embarrassment did not last long, because his curiosity about the magical world defeated everything.
"Did you just use magic? I mean, you just made our suitcase fly to the corner by itself. Did you use magic?"
"That's right, and I know a lot of magic like this. Of course, you will too in the future, because you have been admitted to Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. The professors will teach you, and the professors at Hogwarts are the best.
Great, with rare exceptions."
Rolf didn't mention who the rare exceptions were, and Harry didn't ask. Because his attention was completely attracted by the amazing magic he would learn, which was really great.
"Excuse me, can anyone still sit here? All other places are already full."
At this time, a little red-haired head stuck out from the pushed-open compartment door. Luo Fe sighed at the power of plot inertia, then sat a little closer to the car window and patted the empty seat next to him.
, motioning for the other party to sit over.
"Hey, Ron. Oh, isn't this our dear Rolf? So you are here. I thought you had abandoned us."
As soon as Ron sat down, his twin brothers appeared at the door of the compartment. They made exaggerated shouts after seeing Rove. It was obvious that they had a good relationship.
"Yes, I don't love you anymore because I already have a new little Weasley brother."
As he spoke, Rolf put his arms around Ron's neck and made a provocative expression towards the twins. At this time, the expression on Ron's face had changed from the initial surprise to a look of despair.
.
He knows very well what kind of roles his two twin brothers are, and Rolf Scamander, who can be regarded as a close friend by the two of them, is naturally no better.
"You made us so sad."
"But now, we don't have time to take your love back from Ron."
"Because there are more interesting things waiting for us in the middle of the carriage."
"Lee Jordan got his hands on a giant bag spider."
"Rolf, do you want to go and see it together? Maybe your suggestion of roasting spiders will have a chance to be implemented."
When George mentioned spiders, Rolf felt Ron, who was held in his arm, tremble and murmured quietly.
"When I get to school, I will consider going to see it. By the way, let me introduce to you, this one is Harry Potter. And these two are George Weasley and Fred Weasley.
Sly."
"Are you really Harry Potter?!"
Harry and the twins didn't even have time to speak before they were interrupted by Ron who suddenly spoke.
Under the gaze of the three Weasley brothers, Harry nodded and raised his hand to brush away his bangs, revealing the lightning-shaped scar hidden behind it. The three brothers just stared at Harry blankly and felt
Harry's face started to turn red again with his fiery gaze.
"Okay, you three, he is not a beautiful girl. Nor is he a rare magical animal. You two, hurry up and go see your spider."
"Oh, yes."
"How could we forget Jordan's little spider."
"See you later~"
Realizing that something was wrong, the twins quickly said a few words, then closed the door and fled. On the contrary, Ron continued to stare at Harry's scar and asked again.
"Do you remember? I mean..."
"I can't remember clearly. I only remember a green light and nothing else."
Just when Ron was about to continue saying something, a fat gray mouse crawled out of his pocket. Then it fell into Rolf's clutches and was carried by its tail to the snowy owl's mouth. "Look, what did we find? A cute fat mouse. It seems that our little messenger's lunch is saved."
"No! That's my pet Banban."
Of course, Rolf knew that this was Scabbers, and he also knew the other identity of this fat mouse: the betrayer Peter Pettigrew. So while grabbing it, he also took out his wand and pointed it at it. p>
Thanks to the excellent silent spell skills he learned from his grandmother, no one knew that he had used several spells on the mouse hiding in the shadows. Harry and Ron only saw him flashing Scabbers' wand.
After a few clicks, the rat that was still struggling calmed down.
"What did you do to it?! Are you okay? My poor Banban."
Looking at Ron who was stroking Pettigrew gently after snatching it back, Rolf felt an indescribable strange feeling. At this moment, the compartment door opened again.
"Has anyone seen a toad? Neville's toad is lost."
Appearing at the door were a girl with the same brown hair as Rolf and a round-faced boy. The appearance of the Toad duo interrupted Harry's originally intended words of comfort, attracting the attention of the three people in the compartment.
All the force was attracted.
"Aha, isn't this Neville? Is Mrs. Longbottom okay?"
"My grandma is fine. Thank you for your greetings, Rolf."
"So, Leif is looking for freedom again?"
"I think...I mean, yes."
"It seems unfortunate that it met me again this time."
As he spoke, Rolf waved the wand in his hand, and poor Leif returned to his master's side again. Looking at Leif being held by Neville, with his tongue squeezed out, Rolf left a feeling for him deep in his heart.