Chapter 136 Return 9

"How do you feel about life in the Burrow?" Robert and Hermione asked in a low voice, walking behind the Weasley family.

Thanks to the Big Blue Bee, it once again told everyone that as long as there is a traceless stretch spell, space and everything else are just clouds.

Hermione was carrying a blue backpack and looked like an ordinary Muggle girl.

"Well, I think it's very interesting?" Hermione struggled to find an adjective. "The Weasleys are very hospitable. It feels like they are at home."

"Hmm, they are all very good people." Robert nodded, "But not all wizards are so good."

After hesitating for a moment, Hermione asked, "Did you say... You-Know-Who?"

"Well, that's just an extreme." Robert thought for a while and said, "Most wizards born in wizard families will feel that they are superior to others. If you meet such people, ignore them. Of course, you can do it when the professor is not around. , teach them a lesson.”

Hermione blinked her big, beautiful eyes, "That would be against school rules, and points would be deducted. I saw it in "Hogwarts: A School History."

"Well..." Robert shrugged. He was a little embarrassed to tell this little girl that if he didn't have "cordial and friendly" exchanges with students from other colleges, what would it be called college life?

Besides, if you haven't even had your credits deducted, do you have the nerve to say that you are a Hogwarts student?

Credits are meant to be deducted!

"Is it true that Ginny can't go to school with us this year?" Hermione looked at Robert with some embarrassment, "She seems very sad."

Robert shrugged and explained, "The issuance of admission notices to Hogwarts has its own operating mechanism, which we cannot change. Moreover, Ginny is indeed a bit young, and she should receive the notice next year. . By the way, you guys get along pretty well?"

Hermione laughed happily, "She told me wizards' bedtime stories!"

"Bedtime story?" Robert was a little confused. Well, wizards still have this kind of interest? It's hard to imagine Mr. Weasley telling Ginny a story! It's possible for Mrs. Weasley, but she has to do a lot of housework every day, does she really have any free time?

"Yeah, Ginny said that her brothers would take turns telling her stories." Hermione said with a smile, "But they didn't know that each other would tell Ginny bedtime stories. As a result, Ginny listened to them for several years. , several brothers said the same thing."

Robert also became curious, "What's the content?"

Hermione snickered, "The savior versus the mysterious man!"

"Pfft..." Robert raised his head. How could these idiots and little girls like to fight and kill? Isn't "Snow White", "Cinderella", "Flower Fairy" and the like more attractive to them?

"However, he is really powerful, isn't he?" Hermione's face flushed slightly, "He defeated impossible enemies and brought liberation to wizards."

Robert blinked.

Oh ho, it turns out there are girls who really like this type of girl.

Um, if you think about it, it seems that the girls on the Quidditch team are all good at this?

But Hermione doesn't seem to have any talent for Quidditch?

So why do you look so starstruck?

"This is like this every day. After all, it is the busiest station in the country, and of course it is crowded with Muggles." Mrs. Weasley complained.

Ron was pushing a trolley, and he was reaching for his Zhu Weiqiong. The little guy seemed to be frightened and screamed unconsciously.

"Okay Ron, I say you should buy a piece of shape-shifting lizard skin. You see, Hermione has learned how to make her own backpack. That will save you a lot of trouble." Mrs. Weasley said angrily.

The twins each carried a travel bag and grinned at Ron.

Percy was carrying a briefcase very formally.

After receiving a considerable amount of extra income from Mrs. Malkin, the Weasley family could finally go out without large bags. Only Ron, for some unknown reason, foolishly Also pushing a trolley.

Ron blushed and muttered under his breath, seeming very dissatisfied with being compared to Hermione.

"Okay, Ron, do you remember what platform number it is?" Mrs. Weasley asked.

Ron lowered his head and did not dare to say anything, but Ginny shouted very happily, "Platform 9! Mom, can I, can I come with you?" She looked at Mrs. Weasley expectantly.

"Oh, dear, you are still too young, so you really can't do it." Mrs. Weasley knelt down and hugged her, "It's getting late, stop chatting, you should get in the car. Percy, You go first."

Percy nodded and walked towards the stone pillar between the two platforms. As if being attracted by something, when Percy was about to step into the stone pillar, a large number of tourists passed by, blocking Percy tightly. When all the tourists left, Percy disappeared.

"Wow!" Hermione's eyes widened, "How did you do this?"

"Some inducing spells," Robert explained, "will make Muggles subconsciously ignore the movement here and help block the scene of wizards passing through the wall."

"Fred, it's your turn." Mrs. Weasley tilted her head, "Then it's George. Robert, take care of Hermione."

Robert made a "no problem" gesture.

"I'm not Fred, I'm George." One of the twins stood in front of Mrs. Weasley seriously and said with a sigh, "To be honest, you are our mother, but why can't you recognize that I am George? ?”

"I'm sorry, George, dear." Mrs. Weasley said apologetically.

The twins immediately grinned and said, "Just kidding. I'm Fred!" After saying that, he ran away.

George also made a face at everyone and ran away after him.

"Do you understand? Take a deep breath, don't be nervous, just rush in. Believe in yourself, you can do it!" Robert winked at Hermione, "Come on!"

Hermione took a deep breath, tightened her straps with both hands, and trotted into the wall.

Robert waved to Mrs. Weasley and walked in.

There was a slight feeling of space squeezing, and the surrounding walls were distorted. When everything in sight returned to its original state, Robert was no longer on the platform.

Hermione was looking up at the crimson steam locomotive in front of her. The sign on the front of the locomotive read: Hogwarts Express.

As the departure time approaches, the platform is very lively with people coming and going.

Opal chirped and flew over, circling Robert three times, asking for a hug.

Bai Hu stuck his head out of the bag and yawned, "You'd better put more living things in it! The air inside is too thin!"

Robert was speechless. Wouldn't it be easier to suffocate living creatures to death?