Chapter 366： Board the Hogwarts Express Train (modified)

Perhaps all the good weather was consumed in the summer vacation. On the night before the semester, the rain was heavy.

Raindrops crackled on the roof of the house, and there was a scream and groan of gusts of wind.

The people in the room were very busy. They packed up half of the boxes and spread them out on the ground. There were things that the school had told them to bring.

Miranda Gossak, the youngest of the nine sisters in the poor Gossack family, "Standard Spells, Level 4" written by the man who became the mantra of the mantra was at the top. In addition to this, there is a new quill pen, twelve rolls of parchment paper; and what he needs to add in the raw material box where he mixes the potion-

But at this time, Allen was in a daze facing several robe dresses.

"Mom, are you sure this is for me to take to the school, not for a palace dinner?" Allen looked at the purple velvet robe with white ruffles and couldn't help crying.

"This is a dress gown!" Morgan Le Fay apparently misunderstood Alan's meaning. "The list from your school says that you should prepare a dress gown this year ... the gown worn on an official occasion."

"Mom, of course I know, formal dress, but this one is too exaggerated." Allen looked at his mother suspiciously. He had reason to suspect that his mother must have a lot of other dresses.

Sure enough, Morgan Le Fay brought in several dresses of different colors from the door.

"This is a very popular court style recently!" Morgan Le Fay handed a dark green equivalent to Allen.

"This is the popular palace style a hundred years ago." Allen, who refuted his mother but did not dare to speak in person, could only shake his head again and again, and firmly refused: "I think H94 is more suitable for the ball than they are."

"Okay." Mrs. Harris put away those robes with regret, "Then there is a black one, you will love it."

Allen looked at Morgan Le Fay suspiciously.

"Although this is quite satisfactory, it should meet your requirements. Wear H94, what's it like?"

The clothes that Mrs. Harris took out again are almost plain compared to the previous ones, but the clothes are custom-made throughout the process, with exquisite workmanship, one stitch and one thread, well-crafted, and seamless. It feels comfortable to permeate every cell of the body almost instantaneously.

Alan took it silently, folded it neatly, and put it in the box.

Morgan Le Fay smiled, holding several other abandoned dresses, and left the room-she knew that her son's preferences had deliberately taken a few sets of over-exaggerated dresses, so that Allen would quickly accept this set ….

The next morning, when Allen woke up, the heavy rain was still pounding against the window.

At the persistence of Morgan Le Fay, he had to return to the room and put on a sweater.

But he has been paying attention to the Ministry of Magic message. Allen is extremely strange. According to his memory, at least by this time, there should be news of Moody's accident?

Why is there no movement at all?

What happened to it?

Alan wandered, but still did not tell Mr. Harris that Moody might be impersonated by Little Crouch.

He decided to meet the Moody at the school, and he would say it after confirming the truth.

"It's almost time, you have to go quickly-I wish you all well this semester, children." Morgan Le Fay said to Allen, Hermione and Luna while putting a cloak on Hermione On the shoulder, "My dear, you wear too little."

When the three phantoms moved to the King's Cross station, rainwater poured on them with their faces covered.

Allen immediately took out the umbrella, but despite that, they carried their suitcases across the busy street, into the station, through the wall, and on the 9? Platform, they were soaked.

For Allen, boarding the Hogwarts Express train is already a familiar thing.

But this year's feeling is very different from previous years.

The Hogwarts Express stopped there, it was a deep red steam locomotive, which was emitting thick smoke.

Looking through the thick smoke, many Hogwarts students and parents on the platform seemed to be dark ghosts.

When Allen walked in, the ghosts rolled up immediately.

"Look, Allen Harris." An extremely excited child's voice sounded.

"Allen? Harris! Where?"

"Is that Allen?"

The crowd on the platform was crowded, and everyone looked around, hoping to see him clearly.

Allen struggled to get through the enthusiastic crowd, boarded the train, and began to look for seats. Soon, they moved their luggage into a box on the train.

The piston of the engine made a loud hissing sound and the train started.

"Quickly tell us what happened to Hogwarts! What charter did they revise?"

The dense raindrops crackled on the glass windows, and even then, you could clearly hear the shouts from outside.

The twins of the Weasleys.

Allen knew exactly what they were asking, and one other person knew.

"Hah, you don't even know?" A long tone sounded.

"You overheard us?" Ron's vigorous voice sounded.

"You scream so loudly, you don't need to overhear at all?" Draco Malfoy sneered.

"However, you will definitely participate. After all, one is a poor ghost and lacks money; one, never misses the opportunity to show off himself." Malfoy sneered a series of loud laughs, his two followers Crablab and Goyle also smirked ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The voice was harsh and harsh.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked angrily.

"Your father and your brother both work in the Ministry of Magic. You wouldn't even know? My goodness, my father told me a long time ago ... I heard Mr. Irving? Harris. Anyway, my father touched all The high-level figures of the Ministry of Magic ... presumably your dad's level is too low, there is no right to know, Weasley ... yes, yes ... they probably never talk about important topics in front of him ... "

Malfoy laughed again.

Allen stood up and opened the box door. "Draco, I told you before. Did you meet the crush and forget?"

Malfoy's laughter came to an abrupt end, he narrowed his smile, adjusted his body shape, and stood beside Allen.

"Ha, Malfoy, are you now Allen's follower and someone else's running dog?" Ron also shouted a long voice. "That's fine, Allen's fame is so big now that he is his dog You really fit. "

"Ron, Allen is helping us." Harry heard Allen's name and said a fair word, which also made Allen give up his rebuttal to Ron's provocative behavior.

But Harry was also very sad. Once, he also had the close relationship with Allen like Malfoy.

Ron stood up and walked into the empty box beside him, closing the door of the box fiercely. He used too much force and the glass on the door was broken.

The train kept going north, and the rain was getting heavier and stronger. The sky was dark and the windows were covered with water vapor, so lanterns were also lit during the day. Gala, the small cart serving lunch was pushed down the aisle, and Allen bought a large stack of crucible-shaped cakes for everyone to share.