Chapter 647 First Meeting on the Platform

During the last days of waiting for Hogwarts to start, Alexander's heart was full of expectations. In fact, since he followed Maca to Diagon Alley that day, he has already developed great curiosity about the mysterious and surprising life of wizards.

Talk to the little goblin in Gringotts, be surrounded by a lot of owls in the pet store, buy books about magic learning in the second-hand shop-although because my family is not rich, many things can only be picked. Buy second-hand, but in fact, for Alexander, this alone is enough to make him extremely excited.

So after going home that day and saying goodbye to Maca, Alexander read the book for a long time with a fuzzy edge, and stayed on the bed until late at night before falling asleep.

Of course, the most important thing was the brand new wand—it was the most expensive thing he had bought that day, and it was also an indispensable item for becoming a wizard. What surprised him the most was that in the wand shop that day, he actually made that magic wand shine brightly!

Yes, it was at that moment that he suddenly realized——he, Alexander Wolfe, was also a real wizard!

And today, September 1st, the wizarding campus named "Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry" finally came to the official opening day!

Alexander put on clothes indiscriminately. Before leaving the room, he checked the marks on the calendar again with his eyes, and then ran out the door with a red light on his face.

"Alex, hurry up and pack yourself up, and then come over for breakfast!"

When he went downstairs, he saw his father standing at the table, pouring milk into a glass. Although the breakfast was just ordinary hard bread, seeing his father greet him as always, this was undoubtedly the scene he wanted to see most now.

"Good morning, Dad." "Well, good morning."

After happily saying good morning, Alexander ran to wash up.

Just last night, he had a good conversation with Dad. During the conversation, he heard his father's plans for the rest of his life.

To be honest, it is very hard for a person to take care of a child. Fortunately, the appearance of the Hogwarts admission letter gave the father and son a choice. Hogwarts is free of tuition. In this regard, both Mr. Wolfe and the sensible Alexander are naturally relieved.

And after Alexander goes to school, Mr. Wolfe will return to work and try to make his son buy new textbooks and school supplies every year in the future.

It was a sad year for them, of course, but it was also a year of starting a new life.

More than an hour later, Alexander and his father finished this simple but wonderful breakfast together, and the two went out together and got on the subway to the train station.

"Oh... Dad, I'll be alone from here on!"

Standing on the platform of King's Cross Station, Alexander held the Hogwarts Express train ticket in his hand, and took the old suitcase from his father.

He has very little luggage, except for some things he bought in Diagon Alley earlier, there is only a small change of clothes. In the end, he realized that he didn't even fill the suitcase, so he put the story books his mother used to read to him when he was a child.

At this moment, Alexander said goodbye to his father, and finally turned to look at the supporting wall column between platforms nine and ten—Maca was not as careless as Hagrid, he would have entered the "Nine and Four Points" a long time ago. I told Alexander the method of "Platform 3".

But... If you want someone to "compare your own head with a thick brick wall", everyone will hesitate, right?

"...Just walk boldly towards the wall. For wizards, they can pass through there smoothly."

Alexander recalled what Maca had said to him, gritted his teeth and was about to rush forward with the suitcase, but suddenly heard an impatient voice behind him.

"Hey, I said—let me go first if you don't go, okay?"

Alexander turned his head when he heard the sound, only to find that at some point, a boy with black hair and parted hair stood behind him. Because the distance was too close, he hurriedly took a step back and stood aside.

"You really don't want to go?" The other party was at least half a head shorter than him, but his imposing manner was surprisingly large, and he was even vaguely arrogant, "...then make room, I'll go first."

After all, the little boy passed directly beside Alexander, pulling the cart full of luggage with one hand and striding "bumping" into the wall pillar. And the next moment, the pair that effortlessly blended into the brick wall were gone.

Alexander looked around subconsciously, and found that although the surroundings were full of people coming and going, it seemed that no one had noticed the strange scene here.

He blinked, then took a deep breath, dragged the suitcase and rushed in.

He didn't feel anything—he thought that a novel experience that ordinary people couldn't feel would be added to his life! But when passing through the brick wall, it was the same as walking on an open space. When the eyes were closed and opened, everything in the field of vision changed dramatically.

It can be seen that there are still tourists crowded around him, but their attire has completely changed.

The platform sign was just above Alexander's head, with the words "Platform Nine and Three Quarters" written on it. And on the rails at the outer edge of the platform, a crimson steam train was parked there motionless. Many boys and girls who were older than him, or about the same age as him, were saying goodbye to their families, and then boarded one after another. train.

There are really a lot of people here, and it is even more noisy than before, and there is no order in the chaos.

Of course, besides people, various small creatures can be seen everywhere on the platform. Alexander knew that the list of necessities also reminded that pets were allowed, but his family didn't have the extra money to buy owls or toads! Rather than buying a pet, it might be more appropriate to keep replenishing the parchment and ink.

"...Harry, I'm sorry! I have to do my 'prefect duties'! Haha!"

"Shut up! If you don't want freshmen laughing at your crooked back molar, then stop laughing like a fool here!"

"Hermione's right, Ron... and while I don't mind you showing off your prefect badge to me, I have to say that your back molar does a little bit of your 'image'."

"Stop talking about my back molar, it's innocent—"

Vaguely, Alexander heard a few conversations from the crowd in front of him, and then there was a burst of laughter again. Although he didn't see any "rear molars", he couldn't help grinning from the picture in his mind. And at this moment, he suddenly spotted the back of the little guy who looked a bit "twitchy" in front of him.

In this strange world of wizards, he knew Maca from the beginning to the end. Now that he didn't know anyone around him, he naturally followed the only boy who had talked to him.

I thought there were enough people on the platform, but Alexander didn't expect that there were obviously more people in this carriage. It seems that it took a lot of time to say goodbye to my father at the "other side" pit stop, and it is probably not too early now.

He struggled to drag the suitcase and walked towards the second half of the train. After passing through several crowded carriages, the number of people in the aisle gradually decreased.

However, the little guy who was walking in front still didn't pick a box to go in, but continued to walk to the back - obviously there were already many empty seats from here.

Alexander paused in the aisle, first glanced at a box that was not full, then looked at the boy's back, and finally chose to continue to follow.

He was originally a curious child, and he already wanted to find out about that future classmate who didn't speak well.

After passing through several sections of carriages in a row, until there was no way to go further, the little guy turned around and walked into the last box. Seeing this, Alexander couldn't help speeding up a bit, and then followed into that box.

"Why did you follow me?" As soon as he entered the door, he slammed his head on the forehead with a questioning question, "There are so many empty private rooms in front, why do you insist on picking my room? Do you want to find fault?"

Alexander was taken aback when he heard the words. To be honest, he still wanted to ask this question! Why did this guy kill all the way from the compartment near the front of the car to the rear without hesitation?

"Oh, um..." He thought for a while, "Because it's quiet here?"

This stupid reason was naturally thought up by Alexander casually, he really didn't have a better excuse. But unexpectedly, the other party looked him up and down, and then stared at him with a look of "Eh? You know it too!"

Soon, the two put away their luggage and sat down facing each other.

That little split is obviously not the kind of boy who likes to chat nonsense, after all, he is the guy who can run all the way to the back of the car for a moment of "quietness". Now that Alexander saw this, of course he couldn't take the initiative to speak up.

But as Maca said, they were going to spend the whole day on the train today, so it was somewhat awkward to just sit there.

"Uh...from today, we are classmates," Alexander tentatively said, "My name is Alexander Wolf, what about you?"

"Huh?" The little branch snorted impatiently, "Ens Taon."