I'm a priest at Hogwarts

Chapter 7 The Hogwarts Express
"Just kidding, Mom, I'm Fred." The child was about to move forward, and his twin brother couldn't wait to get out of this crowded place.

At this moment, a weak voice came from behind: "Excuse me, how do I get to platform 9 and 4/3?"

"Oh, another one. It seems that there are quite a few freshmen enrolled this year." George stopped suddenly and bumped into Fred behind him.

I saw a young man wearing a pair of round glasses glued together with a lot of scotch tape, pushing a trolley and walking over. He has black hair and a pair of emerald green eyes, and his long hair covers his forehead and eyebrows.

Orlando's heart moved. Although the moment he saw Professor McGonagall, he knew that this was the world of Harry Potter, but when he really saw the man of destiny, there was still a ripple in his heart.

"It seems that the good show has just begun." Orlando muttered in his heart.

"How to get to the platform?" she said understandingly, and Harry nodded.

"Don't worry," said Mrs. Weasley, "you just keep going straight towards the ticket gate between platforms 9 and 10. Don't stop, don't be afraid, go straight in, it's important. If you're nervous , you just trot. Let’s go, you follow Ron and Orlando and set off.”

Mrs. Weasley led the way, leading the youngest, Ginny, followed by the twins, followed by Ron, followed by Orlando, and Harry pushed the trolley at the end.

Finally, he glanced at the platform and confirmed the direction. Orlando turned his head and waved to his father in the distance, signaling him to go back.

Then he started to walk towards the ticket gate, being pushed and shoved by passengers flocking to platforms 9 and 10 along the way, Orlando had to speed up his pace to avoid deviating from the route, a trot directly rushed into the wall of the booth, Harry behind him Some followed suit and rushed over.

Through the wall, a crimson steam locomotive was parked beside a platform packed with passengers.A sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

Harry and Orlando stopped side by side. They turned their heads and saw that the place where the ticket gate used to be was now a wrought iron archway with the words: Platform 9 and 4/3.

The same experience made the two have a good impression.

"Orlando Bloom, nice to meet you."

"Harry Potter, nice to meet you."

The two shook hands and smiled at each other.

"Orlando, hurry up." Ron, who was walking in front, realized that there were fewer people behind him, so he couldn't help shouting.

At this time, the platform was full of chattering crowds, cats of various colors were walking around under people's feet, and owls honked piercingly amidst the buzzing voices of the crowd and the noise of procrastinating and cumbersome salutes.

Orlando had to stand on tiptoe to see Ron's back amidst the smoke from the steam engine.

"Let's hurry up and get in the car too, do you need my help?" Orlando said while taking the owl cage unceremoniously.

"Thanks, I can do it." Harry said with some embarrassment.

"It doesn't matter, I let my owl stay at school after delivering the letter, otherwise it will take half a day to take the plane."

"Are you British?"

"Yes, but home is in Cardiff, how about you?"

"My aunt's, Surrey."

While chatting, the two walked towards the direction of the locomotive.

The first few carriages were already full of students, some of them leaned out of the windows to talk to their families, some of them were playing in their seats.

Orlando led with a suitcase, followed by Harry with a trolley.

At this time, Ron's voice came from the front compartment: "Orlando, here."

Orlando hurriedly followed the direction of the sound.

It turned out that Ron had been helping to find a seat as soon as he got in the car, and he found an empty compartment near the rear of the car.

"Thank you Ron, where's Mrs Weasley?"

Ron nodded to Harry, and while helping to put Hedwig on it, he said, "I went to see Percy in the prefect's compartment."

While talking, two twin brothers walked in, and one of them didn't know whether it was Fred or George and asked, "Can you help me?"

"Thank you, I don't have much stuff, so I don't need it. Harry Potter may need help." Orlando said with a mischievous wink.

"Yes, please help me," said Harry breathlessly.

"Hey, Fred, did I hear you right, Harry Potter?" George said in surprise.

said Harry, brushing his sweaty hair out of his eyes.

"What's that?" George said suddenly, pointing to Harry's lightning-shaped scar.

"Oh, my God!" went on Fred, "Could it be that you really are...".

"What is it?" Harry asked curiously.

"Harry Potter," said the twins in unison.

The group of Ron was also stunned and couldn't believe his eyes.

The three brothers stared at him blankly, and Harry felt his face turn red.

Watching this unexpected scene, Orlando burst into laughter.

After a while, with the combined efforts of five people, they finally settled all the salutes they carried with them.

Then Mrs. Weasley's voice came from outside the open carriage door, "Fred? George? Are you in the car?"

"It's coming, Mom." The twins took one last look at Harry before jumping out of the car.

Looking out of the window at the scene of Mrs. Weasley's warm farewell, Orlando couldn't help but think of his grandfather in the previous life, feeling sad for a while.

"Orlando, Orlando." Seeing that he didn't respond, Harry patted his hand.

"Oh, what's the matter, Harry." Orlando came back to his senses and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I just remembered my family."

Orlando's words made Harry feel sad, "It's okay, I just want to ask about the school."

"I don't know much about the school. I was born in a Muggle family. My father is an engineer and my mother is a lawyer, so I can't answer this question for you. I think Ron should be more clear. I'll ask him later."

At this time, the voice of the twin brothers came from outside the window.

"Hey Mom, guess what? Guess who I just met on the train."

"You know that black-haired boy who followed Orlando at the station just now? Do you know who he is?"

"Who?"

"Savior, Harry Potter!"

"Hey, Mom, can I get in the car and see him? Please, Mom..." a little girl begged, and it sounded like Ginny.

Harry quickly closed the curtains of the car and shrunk his body for fear of being discovered.

Orlando gave him a chuckle and said, "Harry, it seems that you are very famous in the wizarding world."

"I don't know what's going on, I just heard from Hagrid that my parents protected me with their lives." Harry's tone was a little low, he would rather not have this fame, as long as his parents can live.

Orlando patted Harry's hand and comforted him: "The dead cannot be chased. We are living well, which is the greatest comfort to them."

The two stopped talking, each thinking about their own thoughts.

At this time, the train whistle sounded, and it was too late, the train was about to start.

Orlando opened the window, and with the help of him and Harry, several people climbed onto the train before the train started.

Ginny's cries came from outside the window.

The three brothers stuck their heads out of the window to kiss their mother goodbye.

The train finally started, and the twins bid farewell to the two of them and went back to their own compartments. Ron stayed behind, sitting next to Harry.

Orlando took out "A History of Magic" from his suitcase and prepared to read it to pass the time.

Ron tried hard not to stare at Harry's forehead, but the twinkle in his eyes gave him away.

Embarrassed by being stared at, Harry pretended to be interested in the scenery outside the car window.

Orlando lowered his head and pretended to be reading a book, amused in his heart, the carriage suddenly became quiet, only the sound of the rolling wheels of the train.

The train moved out of London, and the flamer flew along the fields full of cattle and sheep. Orlando also put down the book in his hand, watching the fields and pastures passing by.

At about half past twelve, there was a loud rattling sound from the aisle, and a woman with a wide smile and dimples pushed open the compartment door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food from the car?"

Harry hadn't eaten anything in the morning, so he jumped up, and Orlando put down his book and followed.

Only Ron, with red ears, muttered sheepishly that he had sandwiches.

Orlando, who has an adult soul, doesn't like snacks very much. Thinking that his mother has prepared a lot of delicacies, Orlando bought a lot of chocolate frogs, mainly for collecting chocolate frog cards. This is the task Emily gave before leaving.

Harry, on the other hand, bought a lot of Mars sticks, Bibi multi-flavored beans, Blowing Super Bubblegum, chocolate frogs, pumpkin pie, pot cakes, licorice magic sticks, and some weird things that he had never seen before. food.

The two walked into the compartment with the food in their arms, and dumped it all on the table.

Ron held the sandwich, stared straight at it, and said, "Buy so many?"

"Bought for my sister, mainly to help her collect chocolate frog cards."

"I have a lot of extra cards, I can exchange them with you."

Harry unwrapped a pumpkin pie and asked as he ate, "What card?"

"This is it." Orlando opened a pack of Chocolate Frogs, pulled out the card inside and handed it to Harry, another Dumbledore's card.

Seeing Ron's envious eyes, Orlando held up a bunch of chocolate frogs and put them in front of him, saying, "Ron, please help me, I just need a card."

Ron blushed, waved his hands awkwardly and said, "No, no, I'll just eat a sandwich."

"Ron, don't be polite to me, we're friends, aren't we?" Orlando took a bite of the chocolate frog.

Harry, who was busy looking at the card, also came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly pushed the food in front of him to the middle of the table, and said, "Let's eat together."

Seeing that Ron was still hesitating, Orlando picked up a pack of chocolate frogs and stuffed them into his hand, saying, "Remember to leave the card to me."

"I'll trade you." Harry picked up a sandwich and took a bite.

Orlando surreptitiously took out the cakes that his mother had prepared that morning from the glass bracelet, which were kept in the vacuum bracelet and were still steaming when they were taken out.

In an instant, the table was full of food, the three of them were eating and laughing, and the atmosphere became more cheerful.

At this time, the fields speeding past outside the car window looked even more barren, and a neat farmland had disappeared.Then came a forest, a winding river, and dark green hills.

Someone knocked on their cubicle door, and a round-faced boy entered with tears in his eyes.

"Has anyone seen my rifle? It's a toad," said the boy.

Both Harry and Ron shook their heads, and the boy cried out "I've lost it again! It keeps trying to get away from me!"

Orlando, who was most afraid of children crying, shook his head, grabbed a pack of snacks and stuffed them into the boy's hands, comforting him: "There is no toad here, maybe you forgot it somewhere, think about it, there will be a surprise."

"Thank you," said the child sadly, "then, if you see..."

The boy went out.

Ron starts showing off his mouse Scabbers, who he thinks is a better pet than a toad.

Although Orlando, who knew the plot, didn't want to change the plot to avoid historical deviations, he still couldn't help picking up Banban and looked at it carefully.

Magic is really a kind of miraculous power. An adult weighing more than 100 kilograms shrunk down to the size of a mouse. Not only did the shape change, but the weight also became lighter. This completely broke the scope of knowledge in physics and chemistry. marvel.

Watching Ron showing off his magic with his battered wand, Orlando thought thoughtfully.

At this time, a girl with thick brown hair and a pair of front teeth came in. She asked a little proudly, "Did any of you see a toad? Neville lost a toad."

"We already told him, we didn't see it," said Ron, but the little girl ignored it, just looking at the wand in his hand.

"Oh, are you doing magic? Let's open our eyes then."

Although familiar with the plot, Orlando still kind of expected Ron to conjure a magic.

Clearing his throat, Ron chanted a spell, but a puff of white smoke came out of his battered wand, and Scabbers fell asleep soundly, without any change.

"Are you sure it's really a spell?" asked the little girl.

An embarrassed Ron put away his wand and explained, "Maybe George told me the wrong spell."

"Okay, okay, let's not worry about this anymore. Seeing that you are so enthusiastic about helping others, I will treat you to chocolate frogs." Orlando picked up a pack of chocolate frogs and handed them to her.

"Thanks, my name is Hermione Granger, and by the way, what's your name?"

"Orlando Bloom, nice to meet you."

"My name is Ron Weasley," muttered Ron.

"Harry Potter," said Harry.

"Is that really you?" Hermione asked.

"I know all about you. Of course - I bought a few extra reference books, "Modern History of Magic," "The Rise and Fall of Dark Magic," "The Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century," all of which are mentioned in to you."

As expected of the Destiny's Child, Harry's appearance instantly changed the topic, and the chatter between the few people became happier.

(End of this chapter)