The train hadn't left yet, and Weston and little Hermione were chatting happily in the compartment. At Hermione's request, Weston also looked at some of her magic tricks and gave her some pointers.
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Hermione was indeed the representative of wisdom among the golden trio. After thinking about it for a moment, she understood what Weston said and changed the spell a little bit. This made the little girl happy and at the same time, she was also impressed by Weston.
A bit of admiration.
"Tuk-tuk-tuk..." There was a knock on the door, and a chubby little boy stuck his head in, "Um... Excuse me, is there any room here?"
"Of course, you can come in, okay?" Hermione said generously, and then looked at Weston to ask for his opinion.
Weston nodded indifferently.
The little fat man glanced at Weston timidly and squeezed in, dragging behind him a large suitcase with several beautiful floral letters - Longbottom - embroidered with gold thread.
"Hello, I am Hermione Granger, and this is Senior Weston. How about you?" Hermione asked while helping the little fat man put aside the salute.
"Hello, I am Neville, Neville Longbottom." The little fat man whispered, holding his toad in both hands, "This is the entrance gift given to me by my uncle, Leif."
"Um... very, very cute, I mean, it suits you very well!" Hermione said with a pale face and a forced smile.
Seeing Hermione's inability to dodge, Weston smiled wickedly and said, "Nice little thing, your uncle has really good taste!"
He was not complimenting him. There was clearly a chrysanthemum-like pattern on the back of this little thing. This was a pattern unique to magical creatures with the bloodline of invisible monsters. Even if it was a toad, it was considered a very precious species. This
The stuff is quite rare.
When the little fat man heard Weston's praise, his eyes lit up and he looked at Weston: "Uncle said the same."
Hermione heard Weston's comment, took one more look at the toad, and then immediately looked away. It seemed that she still had no love for this thing.
Before they could chat for a while, the box door was opened again. This time it was an acquaintance of Weston's, but to both Hermione and Hermione, they were strangers.
"Senior Weston?" The visitor's eyes lit up when he saw Weston.
"Harry, long time no see, how are you?" Weston greeted with a smile.
The person who came was none other than Harry Potter. He nodded quickly: "Of course, that's great! I thought you had already arrived at school."
"Ha, I am a student of Hogwarts, and I still have to abide by the school rules!" Weston said without blushing, "If you don't mind, just sit here!"
"Okay!" Harry nodded repeatedly and dragged the luggage in directly.
However, this time he did not use Weston's help. He took out the wand, waved it and said: "Float quickly."
The suitcase shook, then floated up. Following the movement of Harry's wand, it swayed towards the luggage rack and landed on the luggage rack with a "bang".
After casting the levitating spell, Harry's face was already a little pale, and there were some beads of sweat on his forehead.
"Nice levitation spell. It seems that you are not lazy, Harry!" Weston clapped his hands and said in approval.
Harry grinned, Weston's compliment made him very happy.
Hermione looked at Harry with some dissatisfaction and muttered something in her mouth. Neville looked at Harry in surprise, then at Hermione and Weston, and couldn't help but shrink back.
I couldn't help but add a little more strength to my hand, and squeezed the toad, causing it to squawk.
"You should use less strength, man, otherwise, your little friend may die." Weston heard the toad's cry and kindly reminded him.
Upon hearing this, Neville quickly let go of his hand. As soon as he let go, the toad disappeared in mid-air.
"Leif!" Neville called anxiously.
"Don't worry, it went to find a place to rest and will come back soon." Weston comforted him. Neville could only nodded and said nothing more.
"Wait, are you Harry Potter?" Hermione saw the scar on Harry's forehead, raised her eyebrows, and asked directly.
"He?" Harry was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I mean, yes, I am."
"Is it really you?" Hermione became more excited, "I have seen your name in many books, and I heard that you defeated the big devil whose name cannot be named. How did you do it? You know how?
A lot of magic?..."
Harry, who was constantly bombarded by the little girl's words, couldn't keep up with his thoughts at all, and glanced at Weston as if asking for help.
Oh, kid, I can’t save you from this. Weston spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and turned his head decisively. The weather is really nice today...
At critical moments, you still have to look after your own family.
"Meow-" A soft and touching cry sounded in the box. Following the cry, I looked over and saw the snow-white kitten poked its head out of Harry's suitcase, and then jumped slightly.
, jumped onto Harry's shoulder, stuck out her little pink tongue, and licked his face.
"Stop it, Isa, are you hungry?" Harry dodged the kitten's tongue, picked it up directly from his shoulders, untied the traceless stretch bag he carried with him, and took out a small
Dried fish, poured on a clean plate.
"Meow-" Isa called out softly, jumped from Harry's arms to the table, and started eating gracefully.
"So cute!" Hermione exclaimed, her eyes filled with little stars, she stopped looking at Harry and focused her attention on the little kitten.
"Is your name Issa?" Hermione cautiously stretched out a hand, trying to touch Issa's head, but it avoided her.
"Why doesn't it let me touch it?" Hermione looked at Harry with some dissatisfaction.
"Perhaps, Isa is a little scared of strangers. She never lets others touch her." Harry explained stammeringly.
Oh, is this happening? Weston looked at the suspicious blush on Harry's face and looked at the two of them with interest.
"Okay!" Hermione sighed with some disappointment.
"It doesn't matter. Maybe, when you and Isa become friends, she will let you touch her. That's how I am!" Harry said confidently.
"Well, you are right, I will definitely become friends with Isa!" Hermione nodded solemnly.
Good boy, it seems that I bought the right cat! Weston looked at Harry with an inexplicable smile on his face.
Harry seemed to notice Weston's gaze and glanced at him, the blush on his face getting heavier...
From stranger to familiar, it often only takes an opportunity. The three little guys quickly became familiar with each other and chatted happily.
In the middle, a certain little dragon also broke in, but after seeing Weston, it was more honest than Isa, and later joined the chat group.
Gradually, the train stopped and Hogwarts arrived...