"Hey! Are you talking about me?"
An overflowing, passionate voice came to my ears.
Harry turned his head again, and it was the blond boy who spoke.
He was pushing a cart towards him.
The boy's owl is also a snowy owl, like his Hedwig.
The similarity in a sense made Harry relax unconsciously.
He began to notice that the station had become empty, most people had already boarded the train.
The person who came was none other than Bagir.
He was smiling so brightly now that his eyes were narrowed into slits.
I feel as happy as putting on new underwear on New Year's morning!
Not because the two people opposite could be Harry and Ron.
Instead, now he has a bulging purse and gems that have reached the 10,000 mark.
There is only two-thirds of the distance left to activate the world-traveling function and retrieve important components.
Moreover, he really made a lot of 'friends'.
As long as there is no rebuttal, you are his 'friend'!
As a result, a new function was discovered - viewing 'friends' data.
On top of that, he didn't spot any of the game's original characters in the crowd.
It further confirms that this world is biased toward fundamentalism and the world view of novels.
After all, it's so lively, Robin will definitely show up.
In this case, Voldemort still only knows how to weld.
Instead of epic-level enhancements, there will be densely packed Avada lightning chains that will kill you at the first touch.
On the other side, he faced Bagir’s words with a smile.
The red-haired boy, Ron, hesitated.
"I don't..."
Harry lowered his head unconsciously.
Bagir raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Harry and Ron to be so introverted and shy.
"Hello, my name is Bagir Granger!"
He stretched out his hand directly.
"My name is Ron Weasley." Ron blushed and touched Bargeer's hand.
"My name is Harry Potter." Harry followed, also at the touch of a button.
Both of them were like little girls who had just left the court, shy and reluctant to talk.
Snapped! Ron snapped his thigh and his eyes widened.
After hearing Harry's name, he immediately changed from a mimosa to a cheerful sunflower.
"What!"
"Harry Potter!"
"Are you that Harry Potter?"
Harry nodded.
"I...I said, can I..." Ron hesitated, pointing to the scar on Harry's forehead.
"Ron Weasley!"
"how dare you!"
A high-pitched female voice sounded, causing Harry to retract his hand from his hair curtain.
"Mom!" Ron's whole body seemed to be much shorter.
Bagir smiled, enjoying this interesting scene.
Mrs. Weasley: "Forget it if you run around!"
Ron felt aggrieved: "I'm right where I am!"
Mrs. Weasley: "How dare you talk back!"
Beside, a cute little girl jumped, "Mom, Harry Potter!"
Mrs. Weasley's voice suddenly went from high-pitched to soft, like a roller coaster going downhill.
She was very gentle with Harry and Ginny.
"Oh, Ginny. Harry isn't some zoo animal!"
"And Harry, I finally meet you! You may not know that I am a friend of your parents."
........
Ten minutes later, Bagir, Harry, and Ron were already on the train.
Because the departure time was approaching, Mrs. Weasley didn't say much.
However, in these ten minutes, Mrs. Weasley gave all her tenderness to Harry and Ginny.
Even Bajir got some.
Ahem, what should I say?
Although Mrs. Weasley was out of shape, she was really beautiful.
Especially that big heart...
There is indeed a gap between movies and reality!
Just like Ginny just now, her facial features are exquisite and charming.
But in the movie, he has a square face and is unremarkable.
The building is crooked.
Ron, on the other hand, was dumped with all his negative emotions by Mrs. Weasley.
Said he didn't set a good example for his sister.
Clumsy, not as good as his brothers, just better than George and Fred.
So, until now, Ron is still like an eggplant beaten by frost.
Mumbling, "Unlucky", "Fred, why are George and the others not here" and other similar words.
Harry wanted to say something to Ron, but he never got a response.
So, he struck up a conversation with Bagir.
"You asked me if my recommendations for extracurricular books for grades one to seven are reliable?"
"Well, how should I put it?"
"This is the period during which I previewed the first-grade textbooks, preliminary browsed textbooks for other grades, and found relevant books in my library."
"Of course, this will definitely be helpful to those little wizards from Muggle families."
Bajir's words made Harry's mood drop instantly.
"Preview? I must be terrible!"
“I just looked through all the books!”
"I will definitely be the worst student in the class!"
Harry's worried look made Ron nervous.
"never!"
"I'm so talented! I haven't even read a single book!"
Ron held his head high.
"There are only a few people like Bajir!"
"Think about it! Who can get a pocket of magic coins in such a short time like him!"
"I dare say that even the most diligent Ravenclaw would not prepare an extracurricular book list while previewing like this!"
"Not to mention you are Harry Potter!"
Ron's tone was very firm, and the color returned to Harry's face, which was a little pale.
After seeing that Harry was fine, he smiled.
He said in a gloating tone: "That map of the relationship between powerful people in the Ministry of Magic was also written nonsense, right? I want to laugh when I think of Percy being fooled."
He woke up his voice and imitated Percy, "I'm Percy, Hogwarts Supervisor, future Minister of Magic!"
Bagir coughed and said, "Sorry. This is serious."
"My family are all Hufflepuffs. Knowing who not to offend is how we survive."
"Of course, it's theirs. Not mine. Advanced magic is more important than power in the wizarding world."
"Just like Dumbledore, although he is not a minister, he is better than a minister."
Harry nodded quickly, "I know that! Hagrid said that the Minister of Magic often writes to Dumbledore just to ask for his advice."
Ron was a little disappointed and collapsed on the armchair.
He had always heard Dumbledore's great words and understood them all too well.
Therefore, he was more concerned about Percy not being fooled.
The thought that Percy hadn't been fooled made him feel worse than death.
Bagir noticed this and added, "Although that picture is real, it may be out of date. It was written by my father, but they both died when I was less than a year old. It is said that He was killed by a passing Death Eater."
"Great!" Ron blurted out, and he quickly put sadness on his face, "I mean, my condolences. But...are you really passing by? Didn't you come here on purpose?"
"My parents too! We are the same!" Harry's tone was mixed with inexplicable joy.
It's really filial piety.
"That's enough! You two!" Bagir rolled his eyes.
"My grandmother said..."
Harry: "You still have a grandmother."
Bagir: "Hey!"
Ron: "Harry! Bargeer, continue."
Bargeer: "My grandmother said that the Death Eater was indeed passing by. It is said that he was going to London through Holbem Forest."
"Then I saw my parents playing with mid-air collision."
"He was so excited that he used the newly learned killing curse to kill them."
Harry, Ron: "Condolences!"
Bagir: "It's nothing. I have no impression of them. To be honest, I only grieved the death of my grandmother."
Harry: "Are you an orphan too? Then we are still the same!"
Bagir, Ron: "Hey!"
Harry's eyes wandered.
At this time, there was a loud noise in the aisle. A woman with a nice smile and dimples pushed open the compartment door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food from the car?"
Harry seemed to have seen the savior and waved his hand, "Three of each kind!"
