Hogwarts, where the stars shine

On September [-]st, Mesa left the Leaky Cauldron early, and the road to King's Cross Station was uneventful.

When Mesa arrived at the station, there was still an hour before the train departed.Mesa pushed the trolley and walked slowly toward the partition wall between platforms 9 and 10.

In the blink of an eye, Mesa passed through the solid wall and arrived at platform nine and three-quarters.When I looked up, I saw the scarlet Hogwarts Express.

It was still early, the troops taking children to school had not yet arrived, and most of the private compartments on the train were still empty.Mesa found a box at random, then waved his wand and used a levitating spell to move the suitcase to the car.

Mesa was sitting in the box, looking leisurely at the increasing number of people on the platform, tapping the small table with the fingertips of his right hand rhythmically.

It's funny, Hogwarts students long ago could choose any way they wanted to get to school.Some chose flying broomsticks, others used flying carpets (before they were banned), and others rode various magical creatures.

Every year, a large number of wizards fly all the way north, and these magical transportation methods naturally cause many accidents, not to mention being witnessed by Muggles.

How to ensure that hundreds of students arrive at Hogwarts safely every year without attracting the attention of Muggles has become a problem that plagues the Ministry of Magic and the school.

It was not until 1827, when Otalian Gamble became Minister of Magic, that this problem that had plagued the wizarding world for centuries was solved.

Minister Gamble is not a conservative person, she proposed a "bold and controversial" plan, which is the Hogwarts Express now used by students.

This proposal met with collective resistance from pure-blood families at the time.They considered the method "unsafe, unhygienic and degrading" using Muggle-built equipment.

Good guy!Every time Mesa sees this section in Hogwarts: A History, he calls it Good Guys.This is similar to how trains can damage feng shui.

Obviously, the collective boycott of pure-blood wizards failed, and the Hogwarts Express has been running between London and Hogsmeade for more than 100 years.

Just when Mesa was thinking about what a huge project it would be to get a train and build a railway, the box door was opened from the outside.

In walks Lilia Shafik, and of course another heavyweight, Shawn Hart.

Haven't seen him for a long time, Sean seems to have gained a little weight.It seems that not only the environment of Hogwarts nourishes people, but the food at Sean's house is also very nourishing.

At eleven o'clock, the Hogwarts Express departed on time. The train rumbled forward, taking them to the open countryside and wilderness.

Although the sky outside the window was gloomy and covered with dark clouds, the three people in the box were chatting happily, and the snacks placed on the small table were consumed very quickly.

Every time you open a pack of chocolate frogs, you can hear sounds of either joy or disappointment.

For example, Mesa has very few pictures, so the probability of getting duplicate pictures is very low.Sean had almost collected all the pictures, so he basically kept sighing.

"I already have five copies of Morgana, can she not come again!"

"Why is it Dumbledore again? I see him in school every day!"

"Weird Wendelin, why did he appear in the chocolate frog cartoon after being burned by Muggles 47 times!"

Amid Sean Hart's dissatisfied complaints, the train continued to drive north, heavy raindrops dripping and crackling on the windows.The topics the three of them talked about gradually shifted from character pictures to other places.

"What were you thinking about before we came in?" Lilia asked, "And you were so absorbed in your thoughts that you didn't even respond when I waved to you on the platform."

"Just thinking about the origin of this train," Mesa said, "and the reaction of pureblood wizards."

Everyone is laughing at Jingze, but everyone is Jingze.Pure-blood wizards initially resisted this mode of transportation, but now they have become accustomed to the Hogwarts Express.

After all, picking up and dropping off children is a hassle no matter where you are, especially after the promulgation of the International Federation of Wizards Secrecy Law.

Flying broomsticks and magical creatures are likely to be witnessed by Muggles; the use of flying carpets for travel is prohibited in Britain; the door keys are not secure enough, and there is a possibility of not being able to find them or "losing the keys"; in order to ensure the safety of the castle, Hogwart Tzu doesn't allow Apparition yet.

In comparison, although Muggle trains are "unsafe, extremely stupid and demeaning", they are indeed much more convenient.Even the most stubborn and die-hard pure-blood wizard has to say "it smells so good".

"I know this!" Sean put down the crucible cake in his hand, "This train was built by Muggles!"

"Listen to what you say, Sean." Mesa was amused by this nonsense. He didn't know that the train was built by Muggles?A wizard must also have this skill!

"I really know this." Lilia said slowly, with an expression like "I'm smart, come and praise me."

Lilia coughed twice, and then said: "In order to obtain the train, the Ministry of Magic carried out a large-scale project, which involved more than 100 forgetting spells and the largest hiding spell in Britain."

Probably the villagers of Hogsmeade woke up one morning and suddenly discovered that there was an extra building in front of their house, a shiny red locomotive, and several carriages.At this time, they didn't know what a train station was.

As for the Muggle railway employees, they were in a daze for the next whole year, always feeling that they had forgotten something, but they could not remember it.

"This is a secret record of the Ministry of Magic!" Lilia said mysteriously, "A secret that only high-level people have access to."

Although Lilia is a pampered young lady, the Shafiqs did not raise her to be a loser.This is what a pure-blood wizard should look like, and this is what an heir should look like.

The rain stopped, and the sun peeked out lazily, and soon the clouds passed by and covered it again.As night fell, the lights in the box turned on, and the blurry outline of Hogwarts could be seen in the distance.

When the three of them changed into their school uniforms, the train began to slow down slowly, and there was a lot of noise everywhere. Everyone was busy gathering their luggage and pets together and preparing to get off.

The three of Mesa merged into the crowd of people in the corridor, feeling the sting of the evening breeze on their faces.

"First years come here...first years..." Hagrid's rough voice echoed on the platform of Hogsmeade.

Sean Hart subconsciously moved in the direction of the sound. Fortunately, Mesa found it in time, otherwise Sean would have blended into the first-grade team and rowed to school on this cold night.

"Hey! Sean, we are already in the second grade, not the little Doudin in the first grade!" Mesa patted Sean on the shoulder hard and reminded him: You are no longer an 11-year-old child, but a 12-year-old.

Sean scratched his head in embarrassment and said sheepishly: "I didn't think of it for a while."

After a short interlude, the three of them walked along the platform and followed the crowd through the narrow doorway to the road outside.

There are about a hundred carriages parked here, and every year they take students from first grade to the castle.

Seeing the students boarding the carriage one by one, Mesa stood still and did not move.Although he knew it was a Hogwarts carriage, the "horses" pulling it still made Mesa feel very strange.

The "horses" standing between the shaft poles had no flesh at all on their bodies. Their black fur stuck tightly to their skeletons, and every bone was clearly visible.

They have heads like fire dragons and white eyes without pupils.Wings sprouted from the ridge between the shoulder bones, looking like bat wings.

"What's wrong?" Sean asked nervously, Mesa's look made him feel a little scared.

Seeing that both of them were looking at him, Mesa felt that they should not be able to see this weird "horse".

Although he was the only one who saw it, Mesa would not think that he was out of his mind.This is the magical world, and it's normal for strange things to happen.

"Nothing, I hope there will be mutton chops for dinner," Mesa said, heading to the carriage first.

When the three of them boarded the carriage, there was already another girl in the carriage. She looked very attractive with long curly hair.Another thing is that she looks older than Lilia.

When the Mesa trio arrived, the girl did not show any dissatisfaction, but instead greeted them warmly.

She said: "Hello, I'm Penelo Crevat."

"Hello," Mesa said, "I'm Mesa Black, this is Lilia Shafik, and this is Shawn Hart."

"I know you, Dumbledore mentioned it at the end-of-year dinner," said Penelope Crevat. "Especially you, Mesa Black, my classmates sometimes talk about you."

Obviously, Penelo Crevat is more interested in Mesa, and Lilia and Sean are just foils.She continued: "I wish you were in Ravenclaw."

Lilia didn't like either this sentence or Penelo Crevat who said it.

"Mesa Black is a Slytherin, a real Slytherin." Lilia said, with a posture that almost said that even if Mesa died, she would still be a dead Slytherin.

Amidst the inexplicable smell of gunpowder, the carriage rumbled towards the castle.