Douluo: Huo Yuhao of the clone style

Chapter 271: Harley is showing off

Open University: I am doubting what I am actually looking at.

The moment Aunt Petunia pulled out the gun, Olga couldn't help but complain.

Douluo: "Harry Potter and M1911"?
Food Wars: Including the stuff in her space, I think it should be called "Harry Potter and the Omnic Pandemic"

Halle: Just some discarded electronic junk I found.

Daily: Provided that they have not been transformed into Transformers.

Harry: That's because the wizarding world is full of dangers.

During this period, he was obsessed with studying Voldemort's soul fragments, and his combat power system had not taken shape.

That's why Harley wanted to get some cheap and powerful weapons to arm herself.

Type-Moon: Hogwarts is the safest place.jpg
Terra: No, it was actually pretty safe in first grade.

Aside from Quirrell, there was nothing dangerous in the first grade.

Daily life: Second-year basilisks and third-year dementors are both indiscriminate killers.

Harry: So, for my future stable life, I have to deal with Voldemort as soon as possible.

Harry was chatting with his friends while trying to stop Dudley from taking out his watch.

So Dudley could only put the watch in his pocket and play with it secretly, like a thief playing with his trophy.

Uncle Vernon had wanted to chat with Dudley, but Dudley had no interest in paying any attention to him.

And when I talk to Harry at this time, I can't help but think of magic.

So my uncle had to shut up and concentrate on driving.

After a while, we arrived at King's Cross Station, the starting point of the wizarding world.

"Harley, which platform are you at? We'll take you there."

Dudley finally turned his attention away from his watch.

"Platform nine and three quarters."

Harley gave the location which sounded like bullshit.

Sure enough, Uncle Vernon's expression changed instantly.

"Cheating, teasing, I knew it wouldn't be that simple."

He said in a rather intense tone.

"Three-quarters platform? Cool!"

Dudley gave a completely different reaction.

"Dad, a platform like this has the flavor of the magical world, doesn't it?"

He lowered his voice and spoke into his uncle's ear.

The word "magic" made my uncle shudder, and his originally intense emotions instantly subsided a lot.

"Then let's go and take a look. Hum, three quarters."

It was obvious that his uncle still couldn't accept it, but for Dudley's sake, he endured it.

"Okay, let's go."

Dudley cheered.

He couldn't wait to see what the Wizarding World station looked like.

"yeah."

Harry responded.

Maybe she was led astray by these guys in the group, and now she is closer to traveling than going to school, so she seems quite excited.

The two children walked excitedly in front, and Uncle Vernon followed behind with some struggle.

After a few steps, they arrived at Platform 9.

"Didn't you see the platform?"

Dudley looked around but didn't see the so-called three-quarter platform.

"Do I need you to use one of those?"

He turned to Harley and asked.

"Minors can't use that outside of school."

For now, Harry has to abide by this rule.

When you become stronger in the future, this article will be just a piece of waste paper.

"Besides, you don't need that for school. Look over there."

Harry grabbed Dudley's shoulders and spun him half a circle.

At this time, a large family with the same hair color as Harry was walking by, and the middle-aged woman in the lead was muttering words like "Muggle".

There is no doubt that this is the family of Ron, one of Harry's original trio, the Weasleys.

"Them too?"

Dudley whispered excitedly.

Harry had told him some common words from the wizarding world, so he knew immediately that these people were wizards.

"Correct."

Harry nodded.

Dudley became even more excited.

But Uncle Vernon silently stepped back, away from the Weasleys.

"Okay."

Harry said to Dudley.

At this time, the Weasley family had arrived at the dividing wall between Platform Nine and Platform Ten.

Under the command of the middle-aged woman in the lead, Mrs. Weasley, they passed through the wall one after another.

"Just walk in like this?"

Dudley's face was filled with unconcealed surprise.

"Wizards can go in directly, but ordinary people will need someone to guide them."

Harley speculated.

"But if no one reminds them, ordinary people probably won't notice it."

Otherwise, the Ministry of Magic would have to stay nearby every day to erase my memory.

"This is amazing."

Dudley sighed, then turned to look at Uncle Vernon.

"Dad, can I go in with Harry?"

"No."

Uncle Vernon firmly refused Dudley.

"I'll just take a look, I won't do anything else."

Dudley pleaded.

"I said, no."

My uncle's face turned the classic purple color again.

"Harley, hurry up or you'll be late."

At the same time, his uncle held Dudley's wrist tightly.

This made Dudley panic for a moment, but he did not resign himself to his fate. He continued to think about how to escape from his father's control.

"I'll take you there later when your aunt and uncle are able to accept it."

Harry's subtle voice rang in Dudley's ears, interrupting his great thoughts.

But Dudley was surprised to find that Harry didn't open his mouth just now.

He turned to look at Harley, who gave him a small smile.

It was very cute, yet Dudley shuddered.

He was very familiar with this smile. It was the same smile that Harry had every time he beat up the hooligans from other schools.

So Dudley quickly calmed down.

"Well, Uncle Dudley, see you during the holidays."

After saying goodbye to the two, Harley put on her hat and turned to the partition.

At this time, the Weasley family had all gone in, and this side of the wall became empty.

She gestured to Dudley and then started towards the wall.

The next moment, the scene changed.

A crimson steam train appeared in front of Harry. It was the famous Hogwarts Express in the novel.

A little noisy around steam trains.

Here are the Hogwarts students waiting to leave, their parents sending them off, and of course, the wizards’ special pet owls…

Everyone, human or animal, was making sounds, which made the entire platform quite lively.

Of course, Harley wasn't bored.

She wandered around with great interest, just like a tourist (or a tour guide).

This attracted countless people's attention.

Several older boys came over and asked Harley if she needed help, and all of them refused.

Douluo: I never thought that there would be a day when we would give others the nice guy card.

Open University: Look at the way they look at you, it’s like they are looking at their first love.

Olga, who decided to sleep at Tony's house and concentrate on watching the live broadcast, complained.

Terra: And then, like a real first love, Harley rejected me.

Food Wars: If I really agree, can it still be called first love?
Daily life: First love is sweet and sour only when it is unrequited.

Xingyue: That’s right, this is the taste that is called authentic first love.

Then, Harley successfully received awkward titles such as "first love goddess", "real white moonlight", "love at first sight" and so on from her group friends.

This made her at a loss for words for a moment. Fortunately, the train whistle sounded, relieving her from the embarrassment.

Harley strode toward the train.

On the way she met the Weasley family again.

The twin brothers and Ron had just said goodbye to their mother and hurriedly climbed onto the train.

Mrs. Weasley waved goodbye to them, holding her tearful little daughter Ginny's hand.

Harry decided to go check on Ginny.

She is the future wife of the male version of Harry, so if you round it off, she can be considered my wife.

"It's not good to have a tearful face."

Harry walked up to Ginny and gave her a friendly smile.

The little girl was frightened and hid behind her mother in panic, not daring to look at Harry again.

This earned Harley the ridicule of her group friends.

"Sorry, Ginny is rather shy."

Mrs. Weasley apologized on Ginny's behalf.

"It's nothing. It's my fault. It just popped up out of nowhere."

Harley said somewhat awkwardly.

Damn it, I was fooled by these people in the group and really thought I was a popular guy.

Harry's mind was racing as he thought about how to avoid this embarrassing scene.

"Well, you're not getting in the car?"

Before Harry could say anything, Mrs. Weasley kindly reminded him.

Next to them, the train had already closed its doors and departed.

"Well, it looks like we'll have to wait until next time."

Harley put one hand on the window, exerted a little force with her feet, and climbed into the train cleanly and neatly.

During the whole process, he didn't even move the hat on his head, which was very cool.

The twins and Ron in the aisle were stunned, and Ginny below also stared with wide eyes.

Mrs. Weasley was the only one who looked worried.

"bye."

Harry, who had successfully saved his face, said goodbye to Ginny outside.

This brought the three brothers back to their senses from their surprise, and they waved goodbye to their mother and youngest sister.

Perhaps because of Harry's handsome action just now, Ginny no longer felt sad about the parting, but instead pulled her mother with excitement.

The train began to accelerate, and the figures of the two people gradually moved away, and disappeared completely after turning a corner.

"George Weasley."

One of the twins took the initiative to introduce himself.

"Fred, Weasley too."

Another one followed suit.

"I can see it."

Harley said with a smile.

The twins were fine with her smile, but Ron behind her blushed.

"The one who is too shy to speak is our little brother Ron."

Seeing this, the twins had no choice but to take over the task that originally belonged to their younger brother.

"Pretty lady, may we have the honor of knowing your name?"

After introducing Ron, the two exchanged a few words.

"Harry Potter, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Harley lifted her skirt and saluted slightly.

"Wow."

Ron's eyes widened.

Of course, not at Harley, but at the hat on her head.

The gaze was so sharp that it seemed to penetrate Harry's hat and fall on the scar underneath.

"Bye then, I have to go find an open seat."

Before Ron could say anything, Harry took the initiative to say goodbye to the three of them.

"Goodbye."

Harley said so, and the twins had no choice but to say goodbye to her.

After Harry left, the two grabbed Ron's shoulders.

"Little Ron, next time don't act like you've never seen a girl in your life."

Fred looked serious.

"People will think you're a pervert."

George added another stab.

"I just wanted to see the scar."

Ron muttered as he struggled.

“I feel like that’s even more rude.”

Fred had a rather speechless look on his face.

I didn't expect that they, as the little princes of pranks, would also talk about politeness. It's really unpredictable.

"Didn't you see he was wearing a hat?"

George echoed the sentiment.

Ron wanted to say something to argue with his brother, but he was no match for him.

So I had no choice but to give in.

……

While the twins were teaching their brother, Harley had found an empty box and sat down.

She took out her glasses and textbook and pretended to look through them.

But in fact, she was chatting with her friends in the group.

Just now, on the captain's side, Egghead and Tony almost got into a fight over the issue of Olga and the Cybertronians.

That bastard Olga even asked Jarvis to play the video and then upload it to the group.

Now everyone is watching the fun.

Of course, Harley couldn't be absent from such an event.

Not long after, the box door was opened.

"Sorry, the other carriages are full..."

It was Ron who had escaped from his brother's education.

He froze the moment he saw Harry.

The hat, glasses, long skirt, and the book in his hand, completely different from his previous image, gave Ron a great visual impact.

He swallowed his saliva and was about to go outside.

"Come in and sit down."

Harry said, paying a little attention.

As long as Ron didn't talk nonsense, she didn't mind sitting in the same room with him.

"Oh."

Ron walked in obediently and sat down opposite Harry, not daring to make any unnecessary movements.

Except for glancing at Harley from time to time, and then quickly looking away.

It's like being a thief.

Harry was too busy eating melons to bother with Ron.

The silent atmosphere in the box lasted until noon.

"Honey, do you want some snacks?"

The aunt pushing the dining cart pushed open the door of the private room, breaking the almost condensed air in the room.

"All of them."

Before Ron could say anything, Harry threw a gold Galleon over.

"Thank you for your patronage."

The aunt, who already looked very friendly, smiled even more happily.

She waved her wand, and a pile of snacks floated to the table in the middle of the seats and were neatly stacked on it.

These are common snacks in the wizarding world, such as moving chocolate frogs, cauldron-shaped cakes, etc.

"Are you very hungry?"

Ron, whose ears were a little red, asked.

He just turned down the sales lady and took out the bacon sandwich he brought with him.

This made him feel quite embarrassed.

"That's it."

Ever since practicing Qi and blood, Harley's appetite has skyrocketed.

I'm really hungry now.

Of course, this consumption is not just for this.

The food she could buy with one Galleon was already more than enough for one meal, and Aunt Petunia also prepared food for her in advance.

Besides punching in, she bought these for some other uses.

(End of this chapter)