A magical journey that begins in Azkaban

"It's okay, come here so that people coming in from behind don't bump into you." Jessica said with a smile and helped him push his luggage over.

"What a beautiful snowy owl." Jessica couldn't help but admire when she saw the owl on the luggage cart.

"Ma'am, it's called Hedwig," Harry said with a blush.

"Really, that must be a very good companion." Jessica said with a smile, "My son also has a snowy owl, and it's called Celeritas. But we all call it Seile, hoping that it can be like the wind. quick."

As soon as Harry left the entrance of the passage, Ron rushed in.

"Oh~"

"How about it, isn't it amazing!" Ron looked at Harry and shouted excitedly.

"Yes, it's like a dream." Harry nodded, "The magical world is incredible."

Jessica looked at the two children who were having a heated discussion, with a smile on her face. Little wizards should be as happy and lively as they are, instead of studying magic every day. She heard the laughter in her ears and thought of Rogge, and couldn't help but feel sad.

"Ron, get out of the way quickly and don't block this lady!" Mrs. Weasley walked in with Ginny and pulled him aside.

"It doesn't matter." Jessica smiled, "I wish you health and happiness at Hogwarts."

Mrs. Weasley looked at Jessica's back, not knowing what she was thinking.

"What's wrong, Mom?" Ron looked up and asked Mrs. Weasley curiously.

"I seem to have seen her somewhere...Okay, hurry up and get on the bus!" Mrs. Weasley thought for a moment and urged them to move quickly.

Roger sat in the carriage and had breakfast. Because he came earlier, he was the only one in the carriage.

"Please...please, can I sit here?" As soon as he started to move, a fat little wizard asked sheepishly.

"Of course, please sit down wherever you want." Rogge nodded. The boy opposite had a round face. If he didn't stutter a little, he would be very cute.

"My name is Neville, Neville Longbottom. This is my pet toad, called..." Neville seemed to have forgotten the pet's name. He scratched his head and stared at the toad in his hand.

"Hey!" Rogge saw that the toad was about to jump out and reminded: "Your toad is about to run away."

Neville, who was woken up, came to his senses and quickly thanked him: "Thank you! I have been a little forgetful since I was a child. Yes, it's called Leif, and Uncle Algie gave it to me."

"Leif, what a name." Rogge nodded. Although he didn't like toads, he was deeply impressed by Neville.

Neville's parents were both members of the Order of the Phoenix. On the eve of victory, they were captured by Bella and asked about Voldemort's whereabouts. They were tortured to madness by the Cruciatus Curse all their lives.

Neville was only 1 year old at the time and witnessed it all. The wizard who rescued them had to use a forgetting spell to make him forget that memory, which also caused him to be extremely forgetful.

"Perhaps you need a strong mind to overcome it and see the truth again." After finishing the meal, Rogge wiped the corners of his mouth elegantly with a napkin.

"The truth?" Neville looked at Rogge in confusion, as if he had forgotten something very important.

"I'm going to rest. Do you mind if I close half of the curtain?" Rogge took out the blue moonlight and closed it without waiting for Neville to respond.

"Okay, okay." Neville looked at him strangely, did he want to sleep?

Rogge didn't pay attention to his eyes, and the blue moonlight slipped into his mouth. After a while, the two eyelids started fighting. He steeled himself and took out a blanket from his backpack to cover himself. Neville looked at Rogge who fell asleep for a second, his mouth wide open in surprise.

"Hello, is there anyone here?" A little brown-haired girl came in. She frowned and looked at Roger, who was occupying the entire sofa, and asked Neville next to her.

"Please, please sit down." Neville quickly stood up and welcomed the little witch.

"Thank you, my name is Hermione. Hermione Granger." Hermione said sheepishly, "Everywhere else is full."

She looked at the boy under the blanket and wondered if this guy was also a freshman? Why did you fall asleep before the train started? Is going to Hogwarts so boring?

"He, his name is..." Neville looked at the roof of the car and scratched his head in embarrassment, "I seem to have forgotten to ask his name."

"Hermione, this is my pet, his name is Leif."

Hermione looked a little uncomfortable looking at Neville's pet, and she forced a smile: "Leifu? What a beautiful toad."

The sofa opposite was completely occupied by Roger, and Hermione had no choice but to sit next to Neville. Fortunately, Leif was very quiet and did not arouse the little witch's resistance.

The whistle at the front of the car was shrill and loud, but it still couldn't wake up the sleeping guy opposite. Hermione looked at him and joked: "It seems that he is not very interested in Hogwarts. Maybe we can call him Sleeping Beauty."

"Sleeping Beauty? I seem to have heard of this name." Neville was stunned for a moment, and then explained to Rogge: "I think it must be the effect of the potion that makes him sleep so soundly."

Neville described to Hermione the silver-blue potion that Rogge drank. It was very beautiful, with a liquid that flowed like the Milky Way inside.

"I haven't seen this kind of potion in "Magic Potions and Potions"." Hermione frowned and thought for a while. Could it be that the little wizard opposite drank a high-level potion?

"What?" Neville looked at Hermione confused.

"Haven't you read the textbook for our first-year Potions class?"

"Ah... isn't the book for class?" Neville looked at Hermione curiously, not understanding why he had to read it in advance.

After some exchanges, Hermione discovered that Neville was very forgetful. She no longer talked about magic, but instead talked about interesting stories about receiving admission notices.

During this period, Neville's toad disappeared, and Neville was so anxious that he looked everywhere: "Leifu? Where are you, Leifu?"

"Maybe it went to Sleeping Beauty." Hermione pointed at Roger opposite and motioned for Neville to look for it.

"Hey, hey!" Neville shouted several times and reached out to hit him, but Rogge didn't move.

"He can't be dead..." Neville stepped back in horror, his face turned pale with fright.

"No, don't you see his stomach is rising and falling?" Hermione rolled her eyes at Neville, what a timid wizard.

"He's just a dead sleeper." Hermione's eyes moved, and the mischievous spirit of a child suddenly arose. "In the fairy tale, Sleeping Beauty needs a kiss from the prince to wake up. If you kiss him, he might wake up." "

"Ah!" Neville shook his head, "In the fairy tale, the princess kisses the prince?"

"Where is it! You must have remembered it wrong!" Hermione looked at the little fool and had to interrupt the fairy tale, "Okay, you can turn him over and look for it."

Neville acted according to Hermione's instructions and almost threw Roger to the floor, but in the end he could not find the shadow of the toad.

"Maybe Leif has gone to another carriage, let's look for him separately." Hermione suggested, "We can definitely find Leif if we go on separate sides."

Neville nodded. In fact, this was not the first time that Leif had gone missing. Every time it came back on its own.

The carnival-eating train was billowing white smoke as it headed towards the Scottish Highlands. Although a sleeping companion appeared in the carriage, the power of fate still allowed Hermione to meet Harry and Ron.

In the end, they still couldn't find Leif. As the lights in the carriage came on one after another, Hermione and Neville had no choice but to return to the carriage.