Hogwarts: From Luna's family to god

"Those books are simply a money grab! One book actually costs five gold galleons! Actually, one book is fine, but the requirement is to buy seven at a time!"

"I didn't expect that Gilderoy Lockhart would actually become our professor..." Terry sighed, "You should know about this, right? The demand for the Daily Prophet is not in short supply."

Anthony nodded and said: "Of course I know! Gilderoy Lockhart is still a graduate of our Ravenclaw, but when he graduated, he was not so famous."

Michael leaned forward, looking curious, "Oh? When you went to see Mr. Scamander two days ago, did you learn something about the inside story?"

"It was just that they were chatting about common things, and I happened to hear them." Anthony shrugged, "Anyway, it just means that Gilderoy Lockhart wasn't that outstanding when he was in school."

Chris asked curiously: "Who is the person chatting with Mr. Scamander? How could he know so clearly."

Anthony replied: "He was the Potions Professor at Hogwarts before, and happened to teach Gilderoy Lockhart. His name is Horace Slughorn, have you heard of it?"

Wizer nodded, "Horace Slughorn has a wide range of connections. When he was teaching at Hogwarts, he formed a Horace Club."

He learned this from Ollivander. There was actually a friendship between Ollivander and Slughorn.

With Slughorn's help, he was able to obtain the junior potion master's certificate in such a short period of time.

"It has to be Wizette!" Anthony gave a thumbs up, "Does the Holyhead Harpies team know? Captain Gwenog Jones is a member of that club."

"And the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet, Barnabas Guffey, is also a member of the club. Officials in the Ministry of Magic are also members of the club."

When Michael and the others heard these names, they nodded repeatedly and said, "In this case, the credibility is very high!"

"Then I'll continue!" Anthony cleared his throat, "Gilderoy Lockhart set many ambitious goals when he was studying at Hogwarts."

He raised his fingers and said, "For example, creating the Philosopher's Stone before graduation, leading the English Quidditch team to win the World Cup, becoming the youngest Minister of Magic, etc."

Terry was a little confused, "He's so ambitious, so why do you still say he's not that good?"

"Because his academic performance is only average." Anthony shrugged, "Slughorn said he made a mistake and didn't expect Gilderoy Lockhart to be so outstanding."

"What impressed Slughorn the most about this man was that Gilderoy Lockhart used an owl to send himself eight hundred Valentine's Day cards at once."

Michael frowned, "Uh... eight hundred owls sent together?"

Anthony nodded, "Well, I couldn't eat that breakfast... Many people just wanted to open their mouths, but they were feathered and..."

Chris quickly stopped him: "You'd better stop talking. I want to buy some pumpkin juice to drink later."

"Anyway, breakfast is cancelled..." Anthony scratched his head and coughed twice, "Anyway, let's wait and see! We'll know his teaching level when the curriculum comes out!"

"That's also..." Chris leaned back and leaned completely on the back of the seat. "I still maintain an optimistic attitude. After all, I have written so many amazing books."

Not long after, the Hogwarts Express started slowly, accompanied by the sound of the whistle.

Luna looked out the window. The platform was slowly retreating, and the entire city of London was retreating.

Unknowingly, the scenery outside the window changed from the city to fields and pastures.

"The grass here is different from that at home." Luna stretched out her slender jade fingers and gently placed them on the window.

On the window was Weizet's sideways figure, and her fingers happened to rest on the figure's cheek.

"When we get to Hogwarts, we will send a letter home." Weizet said softly, "I will write it with you."

Luna turned her head and moved closer to Weizet, then narrowed her eyes like a cat nestled in the quilt.

"Although it is different from the grass at home, we are actually not far from home."

"Yes, it's not far." Weizet smiled slightly, "I will accompany you."

"I know..." Luna nodded, covered her mouth and yawned quietly.

I simply bought some snacks and had lunch.

During this period, many people came to visit, such as Penello and Qiu Zhang, who all came to say hello.

The bumps of the Hogwarts Express were like a cradle, coaxing Luna into sleep unconsciously.

Except for the rumble of the tracks, the carriage was very quiet, and the roommates who had been laughing and playing for a while fell asleep one after another.

Luna tilted her head, leaning on Vizette's shoulder, and the milk bottle slipped from her hand.

Wizette hooked his fingers and made the milk bottle float, turning it into a small pillow.

The pillow was pressed into Luna's neck to prevent it from hurting when she woke up.

Weizet didn't feel sleepy. He held a book "Walking with Trolls" on his lap and read the contents of the book page by page.

Compared with a serious textbook, "Walking with Trolls" should be classified as an adventure story. The knowledge points are there but need to be extracted.

In addition, the quick wit shown in the story is also worth learning.

When surrounded by enemies, you need to be calm so that you can think of effective countermeasures.

At least, that's what Gilderoy Lockhart did in the book.

Although he was surrounded by several trolls, he calmly found a way to make the trolls fight among themselves, and finally successfully broke through and rescued the troll that accompanied him.

He took a pen and tried to distinguish the story and knowledge points in it, and then marked the knowledge points and thinking methods, which was a kind of preview.

Unknowingly, it was already noon, and the hurried footsteps had been wandering in the corridor, intermittently without really stopping.

The footsteps suddenly stopped, followed by the sound of knocking on the cubicle door.

It was Hermione's voice outside the door, "Hello, can you disturb me?"

Michael woke up suddenly, holding his neck and groaning: "Uh... my neck!"

The other roommates behaved similarly, holding their necks and groaning.

"Hermione?" Michael struggled to open the compartment door and saw Hermione with an anxious face, "What happened?"

Hermione's body was heaving, and she asked at an alarming speed: "Have you... have you seen Harry and Ron?"

Chapter 64 Ron's Decision

The roommates looked at each other and shook their heads and said, "No..."

Hermione frowned and her tone became anxious, "That's strange... Where did Harry and Ron go?"

"I asked a lot of people, even Percy, Fred and George said they didn't see them..."

"Fred and the others didn't see them either?" Vizet was a little surprised, "Harry was picked up by Mr. Weasley during the summer vacation, they should be together, right?"

Luna woke up at some point, holding the little pillow in her arms, and quietly listened to the conversation between Vizet and Hermione.

Hermione explained, "They left late today and drove to the station, and they were just a few minutes away from missing the train."

"Mr. Weasley and his team took Ginny into the platform first, and then Percy, Fred and George followed behind..."

"Maybe Ron and Harry just missed it, right?" Vizet understood what Hermione meant, "It shouldn't matter, right? Harry even brought an owl."

"They may not send a letter." Hermione rubbed her hair, and her already fluffy long hair looked even more messy, like a brown ragdoll cat with frizzy hair.

"Fred just told me that if they were Ron and Harry, they would drive Mr. Weasley's car away and take advantage of this rare opportunity to enjoy the fun of flying."

"It's a bit like Fred's style." Vizet couldn't help laughing, "But if it was Ron, he wouldn't do this..."

He pondered for a while before continuing, "At least last time he thought of Mr. Weasley's work, he took the initiative to cancel the plan for the flying car."

"Oh! I heard about that." Hermione recalled, "Fortunately you reminded me, otherwise it would be too dangerous!"

"So don't worry too much." Vizet smiled slightly, "There are still employees of the Ministry of Magic at the train station, so it's hard to get into trouble anyway. "

"In fact, as long as we wait here, Mr. Weasley and the others will help us find a solution after they come out."

"That's right, after all, there are so many ways..." Hermione nodded, looking much more relaxed than before, "I'll go back and tell Percy and the others, and tell them not to worry."

After Hermione left, Luna whispered, "She must be very concerned about Ron and Harry."

Vizet touched his earlobe, which was a little itchy, "That's why she was so anxious."

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Time went back to the two of them rushing towards the partition wall, but instead of entering Platform 9 3/4, they directly hit the thick wall.

Hedwig the owl fell to the ground with the cage, flapping her wings and cooing, attracting the attention of the surrounding passengers.

Harry covered one side of his ribs, gasping for breath, and finally stood up with difficulty.

Facing the questioning eyes of the passengers around him, he could only bite the bullet and explain: "I lost my car..."

After finally packing his luggage, Harry looked up at the big clock in the station. As the second hand slowly approached the number twelve, his heart seemed to stop for a moment.

Ron said sluggishly: "It's over... We can't catch up... the train to Hogwarts."

Harry leaned against the partition wall unwillingly, his little face flushed, and he wanted to squeeze in.

The miracle did not happen. The partition wall seemed to have lost its magic, and it was just a pile of cold bricks and stones, as cold as his heart.

Hedwig the owl was still flapping her wings. The collision just now frightened her so much that she has not recovered yet.

A few more travelers cast questioning eyes, and there was a guard approaching in the distance. Harry moved closer to Ron.

"Ron, let's go back to the parking space first? Hedwig can't calm down now, and she will still attract attention."

"Car? Automobile?" Ron's eyes lit up, "We can fly to Hogwarts! Just use that car!"

"That car can fly?" Harry's eyes widened, "I thought it was just because the seats were magical, so it was bigger."

Ron pulled his luggage and explained as he left the station: "You were trapped at that time, and we were going to drive over to rescue you..."

"George and the others wanted to let Vizet participate, but then Vizet asked a few questions, so we gave up the idea and let Dad pick you up."