A brave man may not live, but he cannot die

Chapter 51 Platform Nine and Three Quarters
"Mr. Quinn, what did that female student say to you that made her so distracted?"

Jacob asked with a grin.

Quinn followed him silently. Ever since Celia whispered to him, he had been like a wooden man.

Chamberlain probably had the same expression when he discovered Hitler's blitzkrieg on Poland after signing the Munich Agreement.

Damn it, that's it.

No wonder he felt that Celia looked familiar. The photo that Ankua showed him was obviously younger, and the girl wiping the table had not grown up yet.

The photo must have been taken secretly. The angle is not good, and the hair covers most of the face. In addition, because of the servant's outfit and the black and white colors, it is impossible to connect the photo with the real person.

Celia - the most likely suspect of the hero, the orphan of the former British king, the prophesied child of the Dragon Cult of Eternity and Time!

Take a break now.

What if she is the hero, will she realize that I am also a time traveler?
There should be nothing wrong with the words, but the problem is the piano piece played earlier
"Concerto in D minor K466" is one of Mozart's classic movements. This piece has a large span of syllables and is difficult to connect. Anyone who has learned piano is familiar with this piece. It is a famous polyphonic piece for practicing broken hands.

If the piano in this world had only been around for forty years, there would be no possibility of identical scores.

Celia is so interested in piano. Has she ever listened to it when she was on Earth?

Quinn could only hope she was ignorant and hadn't heard of it.

When he sees a piano, he wants to sit down and press the keys a few times. Damn it, he doesn't have Lang Lang's fate and has Lang Lang's disease. If she asks about it, just blame it on the brave fellow villager.

No wonder she knows so much about the Brave books, and said she likes black hair because of "nostalgia".
Shit, could she be a hero?

Quinn's eyes darkened.

Although I'm very sorry for you.
But I don't want to stay in this damn other world any longer.

"Mr. Quinn? Mr. Quinn?"

Jacob shouted for a long time but saw no response, and asked with a dumb smile: "Did she confess her love to you?"

"Huh?" Quinn came back to his senses. "Confession, what confession?"

"Heh, teacher-student romances are common in our Grindelwald. Arcanists are all loners, so the academy definitely encourages them to be together."

Jacob walked ahead with a smile. "Although we're all arcanists, you're older. You need to think about this more." His words were a reminder: "Don't let your relationship disputes affect the students' studies and cause unrest in the academy."

For some reason, his tone was quite frightened.

“You misunderstood.”

Quinn waved his hand and said, "She wants to learn piano from me. I was just thinking about what kind of music would be suitable for a beginner."

"piano?"

Jacob looked at him in surprise: "You are a pianist?"

"Thank you for the compliment. I understand a little bit."

"There's a piano in the academy that's been there for almost 30 years, and it's never been played. If you ever want to show off your piano skills, don't forget to call me. I love music the most."

"Of course. I was just wondering where I could get a piano. Can I just use the piano at the academy?"

"Of course. All public facilities in the academy are free to use. Labs and the like require application in advance. Of course, if there's an emergency, you can apply later. After all, ideas are valuable."

The huge Ashwell Railway Station was silent.

Aside from the students in Grindelwald's uniforms, the only two people who looked like tourists were Quinn and Jacob.

From 5pm tonight until 5pm tomorrow night, Ashwell Railway Station will be closed for its annual routine maintenance - this is just an external statement. In fact, on the first day of school, this railway station with a daily throughput of people will only be open to Grindelwald teachers and students.

The students didn't buy tickets, but entered the station with their student ID cards. The fat lady at ticket window 9, wearing a beautiful purple dress, was standing at the ticket gate, checking everyone's student ID card with a friendly face.

The church-like dome of the train station was hung with large round lights, and the hall was as bright as day. Quinn could tell the new students from the old ones at a glance - although they were about the same age, the new students were all pushing a cart filled with luggage and various strange things. Many parents followed their children, and some came alone, such as Celia.

The older students, on the other hand, were much lighter, not even carrying a schoolbag, walking towards the platform empty-handed. It was unclear whether they had left their belongings at the academy, or if they had better storage methods.

The fat lady ticket seller patiently directed the freshmen to their seats over and over again. Quinn greeted her and followed Jacob onto the platform.

There were no trains on any of the eight lines, and the platforms were deserted.

Freshmen pushed carts, the whirring of tires echoing beneath the roof. Railway lines stretched into the distance, crisscrossing amidst the lights of countless homes. The vibrant neon lights of Eastville and the hazy mist of Westville stood at opposite ends of the mountain. Only the indistinguishable chimes of the Eternal Order echoed from all directions.

It was seven o'clock, and train number 0000 was not on the timetable. There was no sign of an approaching train on the railway. The students did not stop to wait, but disappeared one by one at the end of the platform.

Jacob walked in and said:
"As long as there's a train station in a student's hometown, Grindelwald's train can reach them anywhere in the world. Today's train is probably the last one, carrying the children from the Northern Continent. Even for the Academy's special train, crossing the Sea of ​​Mist is a bit of a hassle; it requires a long detour."

Quinn was slightly surprised. The academy actually had a way to cross the sea of ​​fog?

The Misty Sea, this was not the first time he had heard this name. It was listed as the biggest threat to human civilization along with the Demons, the North, and the Abyss.

In recent years, the foggy sea has surrounded the northern continent, cutting off the north's shipping routes to the rest of the world, and no one knows when it will recede.

"The train is already waiting at the platform. To avoid the public, the train station has set aside a separate platform for Grindelwald. That platform has an ancient name—" Jacob paused, then spoke aloud, "It's called 'Platform Nine and Three-Quarters'."

"Oh my god, Harry Potter."

Quinn laughed angrily, "Was this name chosen by the brave Merlin?"

"Oh? You know all this?"

Jacob smiled and nodded. "Platform Nine and Three-Quarters has been around for over a thousand years. When the school was founded, Principal Merlin required students to take the train to school. Even back then, before steam engines were invented, the school already had a railway line."

Quinn suddenly understood. No wonder he felt that this bird academy was so similar to Hogwarts. It turned out to be a fan work created by a fellow villager in another world.

"Is it possible to just rush towards the wall between platforms nine and ten?" Quinn was inexplicably excited.

"Oh my God." Jacob looked at him in surprise: "This is really rare knowledge. You actually knew it? But-"

"No buts!"

Quinn shouted with joy and rushed over.

Who didn’t dream of getting on the Hogwarts train when they went to the train station as a child?

Well done, fellow countryman! Well done!
He ran past platform one after another, No. 7, No. 8, No. 9!
Sure enough, the partition wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10 is different from the other walls. It is the only one made of bricks. It is older and has an earthy yellow color, exactly the same as in the movie!
There's a hidden wall ahead, so next, sprinting is useful.

Quinn kept walking, crashing into the wall with joy.

The three biggest dreams of boys: to cross the wall of Hogwarts, to summon Iron Man’s armor, and to lift the Ultraman’s magic wand.

My buddy is about to make one happen!

Bang! !

Quinn's face hit the wall hard.

The huge gap between his dream and reality made his brain go blank for two seconds. What happened?
Quinn fell to the ground like a confused child, crying in pain.

Why is this wall solid?

Jacob caught up with them, panting.

"Mr. Quinn. Mr. Quinn! Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet. The method of passing through walls was abandoned after the train station was built! Don't you think it would be chaotic to have students disappearing through a wall in a line in front of everyone?"

Jacob pointed to the side speechlessly: "You can just take the stairs."

Quinn looked up blankly, and saw an entrance behind the wall with a "No Trespassing" sign on it. Students stopped in front of the entrance, laughing at his stupid behavior of banging his head against the wall.

Quinn was in tears.

Yidegenami, how come such a fantastical place is so realistic?
(End of this chapter)