#7 - Hogwarts Express departs

The second-hand suitcase, bought for 7 Galleons, was a great deal. It not only held all of Munn's school necessities, but also the belongings he had accumulated over the past three months.

Mattress, blanket, old clothes – these were all things he had received from the relief center. He didn't know what the school's living conditions would be like, so he brought them all.

Also, two carving knives he used for sculpting, a small slingshot, and Beng Beng's little home: a wooden tree-hole house.

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This was a piece Munn had cut from a dead hazel tree and then carved into Beng Beng's little nest.

"Chirp?"

Seeing Munn put the tree-hole house into the suitcase, Beng Beng stood on the empty stone platform bed and looked over curiously.

"That's right, we're leaving. Remember to say goodbye to this place."

"Chirp~~"

The crisp, melodious sound echoed in the bridge hole for a long time, as if the bridge hole was also saying goodbye to Beng Beng.

Watching Munn crawl out of the bridge hole, Beng Beng reluctantly followed, and then quickly climbed onto Munn's shoulder.

......

King's Cross Station wasn't very far from where Munn lived, less than an hour's walk, but Munn had never seen so many wizards on this road before.

He had been worried that he would make a mistake on his first train ride, but now it seemed he wouldn't.

Following those people with long bars above their heads, Munn also successfully arrived at the station platform.

Watching the wizards on the platform look around but not get on the train, Munn quietly hid behind a pillar.

That wizard had already looked at him several times, and he suspected that the other person had mistaken him for a Muggle. Munn had just learned this word, and it was probably what wizards called ordinary people.

Sure enough, after Munn hid behind the pillar, that wizard family quickly disappeared.

Hurriedly running over again, Munn looked at the pillar where the wizard had last disappeared.

This was the stone pillar between Platform 9 and Platform 10. Reaching out to touch it, he could still feel the hardness of the stone.

Having already seen the passage wall in the backyard of the Leaky Cauldron, Munn wasn't surprised by this pillar.

Looking around to make sure no one was there, Munn took out his wand and tapped the pillar three times, then whispered.

"This is magic, this is magic, this is magic......"

Backing up, charging, going through the wall, all in one go.

As soon as Munn opened his eyes again, he saw the scarlet train in front of him.

The sign in front read: Hogwarts Express, eleven o'clock.

There were many adults on the platform, all saying goodbye to their children with reluctance.

Munn didn't have this kind of trouble, so he picked up his suitcase and went straight onto the train.

There were already many noisy young wizards in the carriages, each with a long bar above their head, but the lengths were different.

Munn saw older students with three bars above their heads at the front of some carriages.

There were very few such people. Munn only found four of them. Most of the other older students had two bars.

Munn was now increasingly certain that this bar was likely related to the wizard's abilities, but he still needed to verify which aspect of the abilities.

Finding an empty compartment, Munn walked in, then stepped on the seat to put down his suitcase, looking out the window at the people outside saying goodbye with reluctance.

Munn had thought that the wizards of the British world were completely hidden, and ordinary people didn't know of the existence of wizards.

But seeing that there were many people without bars above their heads at the station, he knew that it wasn't so.

Several very conspicuous red-haired children passed through the pillar Munn had just entered the station through, a little boy was crying and telling an old woman something, and many people were carrying owl cages......

These were the pets wizards used to send messages. Munn had seen Professor McGonagall use them.

He didn't find it strange. In Xilin, Munn had heard his Uncle Neil, who had been a soldier, say that the Federal Army sometimes used a kind of homing pigeon to send messages, which was very fast.

Just as Munn was recalling his days in Xilin, a childish voice rang out at the door of the compartment.

"Hello, is anyone here? The other compartments are full......, you're the boy who sells wood carvings!"

"You're the boy who was bullied by the little fatty!"

Munn was very surprised, because the well-mannered boy with glasses in front of him was the only young wizard he had met at the zoo.

At that time, he saw a little fatty bullying him, so he taught the little fatty a lesson with a slingshot.

"Actually, that's my cousin Dudley. By the way, I haven't thanked you for the knight's sword you gave me yet."

Munn had indeed given the other person a knight's sword wood carving that day, but that was just something he made to pass the time.

"That was the first time I received a gift. I brought it with me too, it's in the trunk."

The polite little boy said, wanting to open the trunk, but Munn stopped him in time.

"Okay, I know. Do you need me to help you put the trunk up?"

"Thank you, my name is Harry, Harry Potter."

Munn stepped on the seat again to put Harry's trunk up. He was now increasingly certain that he had bought the right suitcase.

Harry's trunk was too heavy, about the same weight as a basket of hazelnuts he carried in the hazelnut forest.

"Munn Scarlett, it's nice to meet you."

After putting down the trunk, Harry sat down opposite Munn and began to talk eloquently.

Countless owls, letters flying out of chimneys, angry Uncle Vernon, the tall Hagrid, the magical Diagon Alley.......

While Harry and Munn were chatting, the train slowly started, and the two stopped talking and looked out the window at the scenery at the same time.

After a while, the door of the compartment opened again, and a red-haired boy with freckles on his face stood at the door, pointing to the seat next to Harry and asking.

"Is anyone here?"

Munn was about to answer when another pair of red-haired students walked over.

Looking at the same hair color of the three people talking at the door, Munn guessed that they should be three brothers.

"Harry, we haven't introduced ourselves to you yet, have we? Fred and George Weasley, this is Ron, our little brother."

Seeing the two red-haired boys leave, Ron took the opportunity to sit next to Harry.

"You're really Harry Potter......"

From the conversation of the few people, Munn guessed that the boy with glasses opposite him should be a celebrity, but he didn't concentrate on listening to what the two people opposite him were saying.

Because since Ron appeared at the door of the compartment, Beng Beng, who had been sleeping in his pocket, seemed to have been awakened by something, becoming restless and wanting to come out of his pocket.

After the two older students left, Munn gently took Beng Beng out and placed it in his hand.

"Wow, you also have a......, is that a rat?"

Seeing the small animal in Munn's hand, Ron looked over curiously.

"It shouldn't be, I call it Beng Beng."

"It's definitely not, look, a rat's nose isn't that long."

As Ron spoke, he also took out a gray, fat rat from his pocket, but it was currently fast asleep.

Beng Beng, standing in Munn's hand, was originally very alert, looking at the red-haired boy opposite him, but when Ron took out the rat, Beng Beng seemed to have confirmed something, its small eyes suddenly widened, and it jumped down and landed in Ron's hand.

"Chirp!"

"Ah, stop!"