Chapter 21: Nine? Platform (modified, modified typos)

Returned the rented car, a group of people came to a secluded corner, and then Irving and Albert took the arms of a child and cast a phantom.

Harry felt this distorting pull for the first time. Soon, a small villa with red bricks and white windows appeared in Harry's eyes.

The yard was lined with trees, and several huge horizontal beams were sawn into several pieces, scattered in the garden. It was probably impregnated with moisture and insects, and was used as a seat by the Allen family.

There is also a simple swing, fixed between two large trees, with green vines and beautiful flowers wrapped around the swing shelf.

The whole yard is simple, natural and full of life. Harry fell in love with it at first sight. There is a feeling of freedom and unrestrainedness-except for some nettles that are also planted in the garden somehow, Harry was pushed down by Dali in the past In this plant, this kind of stuff that can cause a burning tingling sensation is memorable.

Morgan Le Fay specially asked for leave today to welcome Harry's arrival.

The youngest daughter Emily hid behind her mother and probed her brain—Allen was relieved to find that her sister was only curious because of the boy who had never died, and did not blush like the Weasley family.

Seeing Harry's thin figure, Mrs. Harris couldn't help but gave Harry a big hug.

"Harry, welcome you!" Ron stretched out his hand in a serious manner and shook Harry's solemnly.

The warm welcome was not over. The elder sister Daisy brought out the milk-flavored black tea. Mrs. Harris directed a plate of Sunday roasts to fly to Harry.

After a full meal, Harry came to the guest room with Allen. The bed in the room looked like the trunk and branches of the tree were growing twisted while alive, but it looked strangely harmonious. The thick bed above The mat and quilt know that it must be very soft and comfortable without trying.

Although Harry seemed to hear that the soft bed was not good for the spine when he was watching TV at his aunt ’s house, obviously he was not at all dissatisfied. This is the first time Harry has a real In the sense of own room.

Directly facing the window is a huge desk with some books, ink, and a stack of parchment.

Next, Allen helped Harry to keep things organized. Harry lying on the bed at night felt that he was not a bit sleepy. "Is this what a normal family should look like, a really happy family."

The next day was calm and calm, but every day was full of fun for Harry.

He likes to get up early and watch Allen's mother direct various magical kitchen utensils to fly around and cook delicious dishes.

Compared with his aunt's family, Harry loves the Harris family so much. The gentle Mr. Owen, the meticulous Mrs. Morgan Le Fay, the beauty of the elder sister Daisy, a decent Renn, who likes to let himself tell Muggle fairy tales. Emily, not to mention Mr. Albert, whom he admired early on.

Happy time always flies away. Even though Harry couldn't give up the happiest time he has ever had in his life, the school time still came as scheduled.

On this morning that made Harry a little sad, the family packed all the luggage that they were going to take away early.

Owen used his position to borrow one of the two remaining magic cars in the Ministry of Magic.

Harry watched Mr. Harris stunned a pile of luggage one by one.

Is obviously a small car, but the interior space is far more spacious than Harry imagined.

They arrived at King ’s Cross Station at ten thirty, and Harry looked around for a long time while Mr. Harris was unloading his luggage. He could n’t find the 9? Platform.

Harry searched carefully for a long time. Indeed, a large 9-character plastic card hung on one platform, and a large 10-character plastic card hung on the other platform. There was nothing in between.

"Are you looking for 9? Platform?" Allen carried two large suitcases, carrying a huge backpack on his back.

Although Allen ’s strength is much greater than that of his peers, this kind of burden is really too much influence on the action, the backpack is beyond his two heads.

Almost at the moment when Allen picked up his backpack, Allen decided that when he arrived at school, the first time he officially allowed them to use the magic wand ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ began to study the innocent stretch mantra, and now he holds these salutes himself It must look silly.

Harry nodded: "I can't find platform 9?"

"Do n’t worry," Allen said, "you just have to walk straight towards the third pillar between platforms 9 and 10. Do n’t stop, do n’t be afraid, it ’s important to shoot straight in, it ’s important. Tension, you just trot. Let's go. I will go first, you can follow me. "

How to get to the platform, Alan has heard Lenn say countless times. Now he has thought of his parents, James Potter and Lily Potter, because he saw Harry Potter.

The day they were killed by Voldemort was October 31, 1981, and this year many of their students received the admission letter on July 31, 1991-a difference of 117 months, if they were divided by 12 Converted into adult units, it is exactly the same as the platform they are about to enter.

Pushing the suitcase while the cranky Allen rushed towards the brick column, he didn't plan to tell Harry this information now, and in Harry's eyes, Allen seemed to commit suicide.

However, nothing worried about Harry happened. Allen disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Harry pushed his glasses, made up his mind, and ran in the direction of Allen.

As Allen walked through the wall, a dark red steam locomotive stopped by the platform crowded with passengers.

The sign on the train reads: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

Allen looked back, and the place where the ticket gate was originally turned into a wrought iron archway, which read: 9? Platform.

After a while, Harry also came to his side with a shocked look.