Two Worlds: I studied abroad at Hogwarts

Chapter 7: The Hogwarts Express Departs
The second-hand suitcase bought for 7 gold galleons was a good deal. It not only held all of Moon's school necessities, but also the belongings he had accumulated in the past three months.

Mattresses, blankets, old clothes, these were all things he got from the relief center. He didn't know what the accommodation conditions at school would be like, so he brought all of these with him.

There are also two carving knives he made, a small slingshot, and his little home: a wooden tree hole house.

This is a piece that Moon cut from a dead hazelnut tree and carved into a jumping nest.

"Haw?"

Seeing that Moon put the tree hole house into the suitcase, Bengbeng stood on the empty stone bed and looked over curiously.

"That's right, we're leaving. Remember to say goodbye to this place."

"Chi~~"

The clear and melodious sound echoed in the bridge hole for a long time, as if the bridge hole was also saying goodbye to Bengbeng.

Watching Moon crawl out of the bridge hole, he followed reluctantly and climbed onto Moon's shoulder in a few seconds.

King's Cross Station is not far from where Moon lives, less than an hour's walk, but Moon has never seen so many wizards on this road before.

He had been worried that something might go wrong on his first train ride, but now it looked like that wouldn't happen.

Following those people with long stripes on their heads, Moon also arrived at the platform of the station smoothly.

Looking at the wizard who came to the platform, looked around but did not get on the train, Moon quietly hid behind a pillar.

The male wizard had looked at him several times just now, and he suspected that the other party had mistaken him for a Muggle. This word was also something Moon had just learned. It should be the way wizards call ordinary people.

Sure enough, after Moon hid behind the pillar, the wizards quickly disappeared.

Moon hurried over again and looked at the pillar where the wizard disappeared last.

This is the stone pillar between Platform 9 and Platform 10. You can feel the hardness of the stone when you touch it.

Having seen the passage wall in the backyard of the Broken Axe Bar, Moon was not surprised by this pillar.

After looking around and seeing that there was no one around, Moon took out his wand, tapped the pillar three times, and then whispered something.

"It's magic, it's magic, it's magic."

Back away, sprint, and go through walls, all in one go.

As soon as Moon opened his eyes again, he saw the crimson train in front of him.

A sign out front also read: Hogwarts Express, 11 o'clock.

There were many adults on the platform, all bidding farewell to their children reluctantly.

Moon had no such worries. He picked up his suitcase and got on the train directly.

There were already many little wizards playing around in the carriage. Each of them had a long strip on their head, but the lengths were different.

Moon saw older students with three long stripes on their heads at the front of some carriages.

There were very few such people. Moon only found four, and most of the other older students were two squares.

Moon is now more and more certain that this long strip is most likely related to the wizard's ability, but he still needs to verify which specific ability it is.

Moon found an empty private room and walked in. He then stepped on the seat to put his suitcase away and looked out the window at the people outside who were bidding farewell.

Moon originally thought that wizards in the British world were completely hidden and ordinary people were unaware of their existence.

However, when he saw many people at the station without long stripes on their heads, he knew that this was not the case.

Several striking red-haired children passed through the pillar where Moon had just entered the station. A little boy was crying and telling something to an old woman. Many people were carrying owl cages.
This is a pet used by wizards to send messages. Moon has seen Professor McGonagall use it.

He did not find it strange. In Xilinmoon, he had heard Uncle Neil, who had been a soldier, say that the federal army sometimes used a flying eagle to send messages, which was very fast.

Just as Moon was reminiscing about his time in Xilin, a childish voice rang out from the door of the private room. "Hello, is anyone here? The other rooms are full. You're the boy selling wood carvings!"

"You are the boy who was bullied by the fat boy!"

Moon was very surprised because the gentle boy with glasses in front of him was the only little wizard he met in the zoo.

At that time, he saw a fat boy bullying him, so he used his slingshot to teach the fat boy a lesson.

"Actually, that's my cousin Dudley. By the way, I haven't thanked you for the knight sword you gave me yet."

Moon did give the other person a wooden carving of a knight's sword that day, but that was just something he played with when he was bored.

“That was the first time I ever received a gift, and I took it with me, in my suitcase.”

The gentle boy wanted to open the suitcase, but Moon stopped him in time.

"Okay, I understand. Do you want me to help you put the box up there?"

"Thank you. My name is Harry, Harry Potter."

Moon stepped on the seat again and put Harry's suitcase on it. He was now more and more certain that he had bought the right suitcase.

Harry's suitcase was so heavy, almost as heavy as a basket of hazelnuts he had carried in the hazelnut forest.

"Moon Scarlett, nice to meet you."

After putting the box away, Harry sat opposite Moon and started chatting.

Countless owls, notices flying out of chimneys, angry Uncle Vernon, tall Hagrid, and the magical Diagon Alley.
While Harry and Moon were chatting, the train started moving slowly. They stopped talking and looked at the scenery outside the window.

After a while, the door of the private room opened again, and a red-haired, freckled boy stood at the door and pointed at the seat next to Harry and asked.

"Is there anyone here?"

Just as Moon was about to answer, another pair of red-haired students came over.

Looking at the three people talking at the door with the same hair color, Moon guessed that they must be three brothers.

"Harry, we haven't introduced ourselves to you yet, have we? Fred and George Weasley, and this is Ron, our little brother."

Seeing the two red-haired boys leave, Ron took the opportunity to sit next to Harry.

"You really are Harry Potter"

From the conversation between the two people, Moon guessed that the boy wearing glasses opposite him should be a celebrity, but he did not concentrate on listening to what the two people were saying.

Because ever since Ron appeared at the door of the box, Bongbong, who had been sleeping in his pocket, seemed to be awakened by something and became restless, wanting to get out of his pocket.

After the two senior students left, Moon gently took out the Pengpeng and placed it in the palm of his hand.

"Wow, you have one too. Is that a mouse?"

Seeing the little animal in Moon's hand, Ron looked over curiously.

"That shouldn't be the case. I call it Beng Beng."

"Indeed, it's not. Look, a mouse's nose isn't that long."

As Ron spoke, he took out a fat gray rat from his pocket, but it was sleeping soundly at the moment.

Standing in Moon's hand, Bongbong was looking at the red-haired boy opposite him very vigilantly. However, when Ron took out the mouse, Bongbong seemed to be sure of something. His little eyes suddenly widened and he jumped down into Ron's hand.

"Ha!"

"Ah, stop it!"

　Ask for the follow-up reading, monthly ticket and recommendation ticket from the little wizard
　　
　
(End of this chapter)