Chapter 22: Friends (modified, typos modified)

What is it like to ride a train full of students?

Allen has only one idea, so noisy!

The sound of saying goodbye to parents, the sound of playful play among friends, the sound of eager to leave luggage ...

"Allen, Harry ..." A sound that made them feel very surprised sounded from behind them, although this loud voice also made the place even more noisy.

Is Foleg Brown.

"Freig." Harry waved his hand with great joy.

"Let me, please let me ... Thank you." Foleg dragged the box through the crowd.

"I didn't expect that we all received an admission notice from Hogwarts. When my parents and I were traveling in France, we thought it was a prank for bad people. It was Mrs. Rolanda Hooch who personally notified me that my parents believed ... Oh, maybe you do n’t know yet. Mrs. Hooch is a flight lesson teacher at Hogwarts. It ’s so cool! ”Fleagle still looked as verbose as always.

"It's great I didn't expect you to be a wizard too! Uncle Vernon did everything possible to prevent me from getting the letter. Fortunately, Hagrid picked me up." Harry found that he could actually be friends with Muggle school They were also very excited to reunite, and the tension in the strange world was eased.

"Let's go find an empty box and sit down first?" Allen gestured the two friends to look at the big suitcase he was carrying. "Otherwise we might have to sit back later."

In this way, the three people walked until the second half of the train to find a box.

Several people helped each other to set up their luggage, and Friegg could n’t help but ask, “When did you know you were a wizard? When my parents saw Mrs. Huo Qi, she thought she was a liar until Mrs. Huo Qi rode The broom pulled my mom into the air and flew around ... My mom changed her hairstyle when she landed ... My dad looked around to see if there was any device before I believed that I was a wizard. After accepting it, they thought It was a surprise. There was a wizard at home. My sister is very envious. She feels that being a wizard is much cooler than being a lawyer. "

"I also knew that I was a wizard during the summer vacation, but Allen grew up in a wizarding family. It seems that according to the wizarding world, he is pure blood." Harry and Flegg shared a happy life at the Allen family .

"Wow, Alan, it's so cool. Can I go to your house as a guest in the summer vacation next year?" Flaugher envied Harry to be a guest at the real wizarding family, "Mrs. Huo Qi won't let us tell others Say this violates any secrecy laws of the wizarding world. "

"Of course no problem." Allen agrees somewhat perfunctoryly. In fact, he thinks that if they are not in a college after the school branch, maybe the relationship will become lighter. After all, unlike Muggle school, there is not only one class, but a common enemy, Dudley Dursley.

Next, Frege talked about his experience in France: "My favorite food is flame mussels. Fresh mussels are placed on a wooden pallet with four nails in the center, around the nails The mussels are arranged in an orderly concentric circle that gradually spreads out, next to each other like the ancient Domino brand. Then the mussels are covered with pine needles. The pine needles are flammable, and the burning pine needles give the mussels A unique pine wood aroma and unique smoke flavor. When it burns out, remove the pine needles and ash covered with roasted mussels, put some butter and enjoy ... "

Allen believes that Frog's talent is particularly suitable for the description of food. He was devastated by British food and occasionally mixed with German food for nearly a year. Now he hears these descriptions and feels very yearning.

Harry had written his desire to eat naked on his face. He could only use his leftovers at his aunt's house. Recently, at the Alan's house, he really satisfied his appetite for some time.

Talking, Fleagle himself was hungry.

It was exactly noon, and the three people looked at each other, and the topic could not go on.

"I'm hungry." Frank Friegg was the first to call hungry.

"Me too." Harry covered his stomach pitifully. Although Mrs. Harris added him three meals in the morning, as a boy who was about to enter puberty, he still felt empty.

"I go out and see, there should be snacks on the train." Allen stood up, this is the hard work.

Just opened the door, Alan was hit by a red-haired slender boy.

"Ron?" Allen quickly straightened Ron.

Ron said before he even stood up, "Allen, great, I'm looking for you. Did you know that I heard my father say Harry Potter is on this train, and I really hope to see you To him. "

"You speak first." Allen gave up and deliberately placed Ron next to Flague. He thought the two could talk together.

Two equally talkative people with the same red hair are just one tall and one short.

At this time, the picture of the two people smirking at each other was full of joy in Allen's eyes.

"Ron, Frog Brown is by your side, and you will be very good friends. What I am by is Harry Potter you just said." Allen introduced Ron to the two little friends.

"Hello, Foleg. I'm Ron Weasley." Even if his face flushed because of his own words, Ron finally reached out with a pretentious calm, and introduced himself pretending to be like an adult. Yourself.

Meet two people like old friends for many years, maybe having a common hair color helps deepen emotions? Allen is not sure.

"Are you really Harry Potter? Then you take it seriously-you know ..." Ron pointed to Harry's forehead.

Harry skimmed a lock of hair on his forehead skillfully, revealing a lightning-shaped scar helplessly.

Ron's eyes widened: "This is what the mysterious person did?"

"Yes," Harry said, "but I don't remember anymore."

"Don't remember at all?" Ron asked eagerly.

"Um-I just remember that there are many green lights, and I don't remember anything else."

Allen shrugged: "Can you remember that the green light is already amazing ... I can't remember what happened when I was a baby."

Ron sat there staring at Harry for a while, as if suddenly realizing what he was doing, he quickly turned his gaze out of the window.

"What are you talking about? What's wrong with Harry's scar?" Friegg's curiosity was completely tuned up, but he didn't mean to read the textbooks ahead of time during the holidays, so he was not the identity of the undead boy clear.

"Aren't you hungry?" Allen didn't want Harry to remember again, interrupted.

"When I came here, I saw someone selling food pushing the car side by side. It should come over in a while." Ron said very honestly.

"That's great." As he said, there was a loud noise in the aisle.

A smiling woman with dimples pushed open the door of the compartment and asked, "Honey, do you want something?"

Allen immediately stood up, and Ron's ears began to redden again, muttering that he was carrying a sandwich.

Harry saw it, and immediately jumped up ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ came to the aisle and stopped Alan's hand.

"Allen, I ate a lot of things between you and Friegg before. How about replacing me this time?" Fearing that Allen didn't believe, he quickly added, "My parents left me a lot in Gu Ling Ge Pen gold. "

Said, Harry took out a lot of gold and silver coins from his pocket. When he was at Dursley's, he never bought a piece of pocket money for sugar.

"Then thank you." Allen blinked and stopped paying for money--although his family could not be said to be poor and pure blood, but he was far from a mixed Potter family and could save a little pocket money It's always good ... although he can't actually go shopping in Hogsmeade himself now.

On the cart were Bibi beans, chubby super bubble gum, chocolate frogs, pumpkin tarts, pancakes, licorice wands, and some weird foods that Harry had never seen, as long as he could get them, Harry didn't fall off either. They bought some of each and paid the saleswoman eleven silver Xike and seven bronze Nats.

Ron watched Harry and Allen hugging the purchased food into the cubicle, and fell to the empty seat all at once.

"Freig blames what you just described, I'm hungry." Harry said with a bite of pumpkin pie.

"I brought sandwiches." The red on Ron's ears now spread down to his neck. He took out a bulging carton and opened it, which contained four sandwiches. He took out a piece and said, "She never remembers that I don't like canned corned beef."

Harry keenly sensed Ron's embarrassment, walked over and took a big bite and took a bite, "I really like it."

"Try it quickly, my sister said that her favorite food on the train is this." Allen also flicked a piece of pancake to Frog and Ron.