v4 Chapter 45： Towards Hogwarts

"Tom~our clothes are ready~" Hermione knocked on Tom's bedroom door full of joy.

Tom was packing his bags, packing "Standard Spells Level 4", supplementary potion ingredients and newly bought parchment paper and stuffing them in the suitcase. Hearing Hermione's words, Tom raised his head in panic - he was a little afraid to face the dress robe Hermione made.

Fortunately, the robes sent this time were custom-made in a tailor shop. It looks similar to the school robes, but it fits better. The color is also foggy blue, and it is dotted with astrology charts, giving people a deep starry sky. sense.

This robe is unexpectedly good looking.

"Come on and let me see the effect!" Hermione urged, standing at the door, "I think this color matches your temperament very well."

Tom's behavior disappointed Hermione, and he put the robe directly on him.

"Well... Mr. Fojie's craftsmanship is still as superb as ever." Seeing Tom, who had changed his clothes and his appearance soared, Hermione gave a compliment to the tailor's boss Fojie.

"What's your robe like?" Tom was also curious about the style of Hermione's robe. He wanted to see what Hermione looked like when she put on the dress robe.

It must be amazing at Hogwarts, right? I'm busy by then...

Although Tom thinks that there should be no one who can't open his eyes to dig his own corner, but this kind of thing always has to be careful.

Hermione refused to answer Tom's question.

"You'll know then," she said mysteriously. As for the robe she made for Tom herself, she just assumed that nothing happened, because after the robe was finished, she looked like a flour pocket, so she didn't have to worry about someone robbing her boyfriend when she wore it out.

September 1st finally came, and the sadness of the end of the holiday overwhelmed every student. Of course, the saddest moment should be on the night of August 31st: lying in bed, thinking about going to school tomorrow, how painful it is, if the homework has not been finished, even the time to feel the pain nothing.

For Tom and Hermione, it was impossible to finish the homework, and Hermione wished to write the first draft of the homework a month ago. Tom had a hard time imagining what it would be like when Hermione didn't finish her homework on the last day of school - it was best never to be in that situation.

Like being caged with an angry Maine Coon cat? Tom guessed so.

The weather is bad today, it's raining heavily in London. Luckily there was Mr. Granger, who saved a lot by driving Tom and Hermione to King's Cross. However, the rain still caused them a lot of trouble during the short walk into the station carrying the boxes.

Now, Tom is used to entering platform 9. He can just lean against the wall. The only thing to watch out for is not to attract the attention of Muggles.

Tom Hermione and Mr. Granger approached the partition intentionally or unintentionally, and then slid in. The hurried passers-by didn't notice that three big living people disappeared like this.

After entering the platform, the Hogwarts Express train can be seen parked on the edge of the platform, with thick smoke billowing from its chimney, and it looks like it is ready to go.

"Cough!" Mr. Granger was choked by the smoke from the wind. He coughed a few times before he recovered. Looking at the train, he complained dissatisfiedly: "It's a magical world, but coal is used as a train. fuel..."

Tom agrees with that, even if you use anthracite! It's almost the 21st century, what do you think about using this kind of thick bituminous coal?

"Wait a minute." Hermione stopped before boarding the train, took out her wand from her trouser pocket, and tapped it on the corner of Dad's clothes. The clothes that had been wet by the rain when they just entered the station became dry again. .

"Little baby~" Mr. Granger fondled Hermione's cheek and kissed her on the forehead.

"Take care of yourself... Well, hurry up and get in the car." After giving Hermione a parting kiss, Mr. Granger urged his daughter to get in the car quickly, so as not to find a seat later.

"Goodbye, Dad!" Hermione picked up the box with some reluctance and walked towards the train with Crookshanks in her arms. Mr. Granger patted Tom on the shoulder, gave him a meaningful look, and said nothing.

"You take care too!"

I'll take care of Hermione! This sentence Tom did not say, but made up his mind secretly.

After saying goodbye to Mr. Granger, Tom quickly followed Hermione, walked into the carriage with her, and settled down in an empty box.

The whistle sounded, the conductor on the platform blew his whistle, and the train started. The figure of Mr. Granger on the platform also gradually became smaller and disappeared.

They parted. Mr. Granger was going back to work, Tom and Hermione were going to Hogwarts, and a new term was coming.

Tom moved the luggage of the two to the luggage rack of the box, and the dense raindrops crackled on the glass windows, making it impossible to see the outside scenery. Crookshanks, a fat cat, jumped from Hermione's arms to the table in the box, causing the table to shake.

"Shouldn't it be time to control its weight?" Tom felt that if Crookshanks continued to eat like this, Hermione would have to attach a levitating charm when holding it.

Meow! Crookshanks patted the table, expressing his displeasure.

Seeing Crookshanks growing several times, Hermione nodded: Indeed!

Seeing that Hermione had spoken, Crookshanks had to accept his fate. But it didn't panic, it was very clear that when Hogwarts came, the whole castle was its hunting ground, and it could fully clothe and eat by itself, and put the unfinished food on the side of the hostess' pillow.

What a kind cat you are! Crookshanks thought so, snore comfortably, and fell asleep.

Tom and Hermione didn't know what the cat's cat was thinking about, they were busy with their own business. Tom is going to make some anti-spell gloves for the Ministry of Magic on the train Hermione is going to preview "Standard Spells Level 4"

At this moment, the box door slid open, and Draco Malfoy appeared at the box door.

"Hey, do you have a seat here? Can I—" Malfoy spoke in that sloppy tone. But what's surprising is that he actually wanted to sit in the same box as Tom and Hermione.

"cannot."

Before he could finish, Tom rejected him.

Adding a Malfoy to the trip would be a **** too.

Malfoy's face suddenly fell. Obviously, he never thought that he would be rejected.

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