The whistle sounded loud and harsh, and there was a busy scene on the platform. A boy leaning against the window in the train compartment knocked his head hard.
He was wearing a red and white plaid shirt, with fair skin and a thin figure. His brown hair fell softly around his ears, and there was still some broken hair on his forehead. His handsome face was full of excitement.
No one would have thought that there was an adult soul hidden in a young body.
He was originally a numerical planner for a pig farm. He graduated from Zhejiang Sanbenzju and entered the company. After working for several years, the position of supervisor was just around the corner. Unexpectedly, he stayed up all night to finish work and the next day he was transported to this platform through 9?
A child who died suddenly due to excitement.
When he walked through, he was still confused and confused about the situation, but he immediately came to his senses after seeing the conspicuous stop sign 9? and the steaming Hogwarts train.
Isn't this a mobile game for his own project team? He stayed up late and just finished optimizing the numerical content of the game. He just closed his eyes and wanted to take a nap, and why did he come to the world of Harry Potter?
After groping his body for a long time and pinching two or three red marks on his white and tender forearms, he determined that he was not dreaming, but had really traveled through time, and was in the body of a little kid with magical powers.
Then he changed into the same appearance as in the beginning, leaning against the window and watching the parents on the platform reluctantly saying goodbye to their children.
His parents in his previous life had already divorced and formed new families, so he didn't have to worry about retirement issues. As a single man who had never had a girlfriend, he was carefree in his original world.
When the Hogwarts Express whistled loudly again, the train officially started.
He stared at the platform getting further and further away, waving goodbye to his past self and welcoming a new magical world.
Now that you have traveled through time and come to the world of Harry Potter, live a good life and live a different and wonderful life to make your life in this world worthwhile.
The train turned around and Platform 9 completely disappeared from sight, and he turned his head back.
At this time, the compartment door was lightly knocked.
"Come in!" He spoke English naturally and was startled. Then he realized that it was the language skills of the original owner of the body. He had gained proficiency in a foreign language for nothing just after traveling through time.
Two heads with red hair squeezed in. They looked exactly the same, even the moles at the corners of their eyes were in the same position.
"Fortunately, there are empty seats here," the two said in unison, "otherwise we would have to stand to get to school."
The two of them entered the compartment with surprisingly consistent movements. They first put their luggage on the overhead shelf, then took off their obviously shorter shirts, revealing their black standard robes with a standing lion painted on the chest.
While the two brothers were taking off their clothes, the compartment door was knocked again, and after getting permission, a black-haired boy walked in.
"Hello," the boy said with a shy smile on his face. He put down his luggage and introduced himself: "I am Alan Bott, a freshman."
"Hello, George Weasley and Fred Weasley." After sitting down, the red-haired brother stretched out his hand, "Second year Gryffindor."
"Joel Taylor," he stretched out his hand to shake the three of them, "freshman."
After traveling through time, he inherited all the memories of the original owner of the body, and naturally knew the name of this body.
"Ah ha, two first years..." The Weasley brothers winked at each other, "By the way, do you know how to sort them?"
Of course I know. I read the original work frequently when I was on the project team. How could our pig farm make a krypton gold game if we didn’t understand the plot?
Knowing that the Weasley brothers were only in second grade, Joel immediately deduced that it was 1990, one year before Harry Potter, the protagonist of the original book, entered school.
But when he saw the Weasley brothers looking like they were plotting something, something moved in his heart, and he asked with a blank look on his face: "I don't know."
Allen also looked confused and knew nothing about the branch.
"Hey!" Upon hearing this, the Weasley brothers became excited, "We'll tell you quietly, but don't tell anyone else!"
Joel nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice, "That's all you say, I will never tell anyone!"
Allen next to him also showed longing eyes.
Joel's superb acting skills combined with his fair and handsome face successfully confused the Weasley brothers.
"When you are sorted into houses, you will take turns fighting a Welsh Green Dragon. Based on your fighting performance, you will be judged which house you are suitable for!" Joel couldn't tell whether the person speaking was George or Fred.
"Welsh green dragon?" Joel opened his mouth in response, showing an expression of disbelief, but he was secretly laughing because the Weasley brothers were treating him like a real Muggle.
As for Allen, he screamed directly. Fortunately, the soundproofing effect of the partition was excellent, and the scream did not spread very far.
"That's right!" The Weasley brothers said in unison, "The two of us fought fiercely with the green dragon for more than ten minutes, and our robes were burned by the fire before we could enter Gryffindor!"
Their childish faces were filled with pride.
It seems true. The acting skills of the Weasley brothers are not inferior to Joel's. If he hadn't known the plot in advance, he would have been confused.
Alan was like this on the side. His mouth was so open that he could hardly put an egg in it. He was obviously calmed by the words of the Weasley brothers. Joel looked at Alan and his eyes didn't seem to be fake.
At this moment, he felt that there were three Oscar winners and a Tiehanhan sitting in the carriage.
Sitting opposite, the Weasley brothers could see the shocked expressions of Joel and Alan, and felt more and more satisfied in their hearts.
But the happy time between the two brothers did not last long. The cubicle door was knocked for the third time, and a boy with red hair and horn-rimmed glasses walked in. He looked gentle and gentle.
"George, Fred... we finally found an empty compartment. Charlie is waiting impatiently. You two, please hurry up."
As he spoke, he pushed up his glasses and glanced at Joel and Allen inadvertently.
"Okay, okay Percy..." The Weasley brothers sighed. The two of them took down the luggage from the shelf, put the shirt they took off on their shoulders, and walked out around Percy.
The moment they were about to leave the cubicle, the Weasley brothers all took action, put their shirts on Percy's head and rubbed his hair vigorously.
Percy let out a suppressed and irritable roar, and by the time he pulled off the two shirts covering his head, the Weasley brothers were already running away laughing with their luggage.
His face turned as red as his hair, he ignored the two people in the compartment, pulled the door shut hard, and ran after the Weasley brothers.
Now only Joel and Alan are left in the cubicle.
"What should I do when I get to school..." Alan was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, "I, I can't use a single spell."