Hogwarts Outsider Chapter 10: On the Hogwarts Express

"Hello, nice to meet you!" Matthew had vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in front of him, and he offered his hand: "My name is Matthew, Matthew Wakefield."

"Hermione, Hermione Granger!"

A handshake was held between the two children.

Then, they carried their luggage together and walked towards the carriage.

"It's amazing, isn't it... I mean, we didn't know anything about the existence of such a magical world before!" The little girl spoke quickly: "When the prefect introduced me to When Hogwarts existed, I was really surprised and very happy... There must be too many things in this world that we are unfamiliar with..."

"Yes, it's amazing!" Matthew replied perfunctorily.

For some reason, he thought of the book at the bottom of the suitcase.

"However, if you go to Hogwarts, it means you have to leave your parents for seven years. To be honest, I cried for a long time. I wrote a letter and asked him to bring it to my parents. I hope they don't worry. My life in the wizarding world." Hermione continued:

"Of course, these are really disappointing, but I have come out of my heart. As far as I know, this is the best magic school-I have read all the textbooks, If it weren't for the short time, I would definitely endorse all of them. Of course, I only hope this is useful..."

Matthew froze suddenly.

Because he suddenly remembered his parents in this world.

To be honest, I have only been in contact with them for less than three months, and I may have some feelings, but they will not be too deep.

But during the few days at the Leaky Cauldron, he hardly thought of them once.

Is it because I am too indifferent?

No... Even if I try to think about it now, the appearance of the British couple is only a vague impression in my mind. Can't even recall their faces, recall their physical appearance.

There is also the "home" in Northampton where I stayed for three months, and now I can't think of anything except the lawn at the door that I often lie on.

"Wakefield?" Hermione Granger said with some dissatisfaction, "Are you listening?"

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now." Matthew quickly apologized.

"It's nothing." Hermione continued with some enthusiasm: "Speaking of which, do you know which house you will be assigned to? I have already asked everywhere, and I hope to be assigned to Ravenclaw. Said it was the best house; the Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagnor, graduated there, and people say she was the most popular Minister in the past 100 years... Of course, Hufflepuff is not too much Bad; but I think if I get sorted into Gryffindor, I might drop out, what do you think?"

"..." Matthew didn't know what to say, so he could only nod his head.

Fortunately, they managed to find an empty box. Matthew was also very personable, helping Hermione get her suitcase up the steps.

"This train is so spacious!" After finishing the work, Hermione Granger looked at everything around him curiously: "As far as our previous trains are concerned, it's hard to imagine that one person can occupy such a large space... ..."

Then, she gently put the cat in her arms on the ground: "Okay, Crookshanks, you can move around now!"

As soon as the big **** cat left the arms of its owner, it rushed to Matthew Wakefield's suitcase. Its target was the toad in the net bag outside the suitcase, but it just sniffed it vigorously, suddenly realized that this kind of thing was not edible, and then left in despair.

Taking advantage of this moment, Toad croaked.

"Is your pet a toad?" The girl's curiosity was aroused again.

"Obviously!" Matthew shrugged. He suddenly felt that his trip to Hogwarts could no longer be clean.

"Well, your taste is really unique..." Hermione glanced at the toad, and then quickly looked away: "I never thought about toads, at first I wanted to buy an owl, and then I saw Crookshanks...it's so beautiful; and the witch said it stayed there for a long time, no one wanted it, it's a pity..."

Matthew took a closer look at the cat's weird persimmon face, bowed legs and fluffy ginger-yellow fur. It was difficult to associate the cat in front of him with the word "beautiful".

"Your taste is also very unique!" He thought to himself.

But at this moment, the sliding door of the box opened, and a boy broke in.

"Sorry, is there anyone here?" He pointed to the seat next to Hermione.

"No." Hermione moved her body to make way for him on the ground.

"Okay, thanks!"

Matthew took a look at the boy, who was about the same age as himself and Hermione. The face looks slightly round, but he is tall and thin. He is wearing a neat wizard robe and looks quite handsome.

"Are you freshmen at Hogwarts too?" The boy moved his suitcase onto the pedal, and with the suitcase was a snow-white owl in a cage, and he turned around and asked road.

"Yes." Matthew and Hermione said in unison.

"That's such a coincidence!" The boy smiled: "My name is Neville Longbottom, and I'm also a freshman at Hogwarts."

"Neville Longbottom?" Matthew said subconsciously.

Unbelievable... It's hard to connect the tall, thin, handsome boy in front of him with the timid and forgetful little fat man in his memory.

"Have you heard of my name?" Neville glanced at Matthew in surprise ~IndoMTL.com~ Sorry, I have a little impression of the surname Longbottom. Matthew quickly explained: "I am Matthew Wakefield." "

"Hermione Granger."

Neville stood up and shook hands with the other two children in the box.

"Are you from a wizarding family?" Hermione looked at Neville with great interest.

"Yes, our whole family is a wizard." Neville smiled honestly, but this smile reminded people of Matthew's memory of him in his previous life.

"Oh! Can you introduce them?" Hermione's interest suddenly became stronger.

"Both my parents are Aurors working for the Ministry of Magic. They are both very good wizards!" Neville introduced proudly.

"That's amazing!" Hermione obviously understood the meaning of the word Auror, and explained to Matthew: "It's equivalent to the elite police in the Muggle world."

"Are they all Ravenclaw graduates?" Hermione continued to ask.

"No..." Neville shook his head, "Our whole family graduated from Gryffindor."

The smile on the girl's face froze immediately, she glanced at Neville Lombard suspiciously, and then subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.

After that, the private room suddenly became a little deserted.

Matthew smiled, and then suddenly asked, "Neville, may I ask Ms. Augusta Longbottom, does it have anything to do with you? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

"That's my grandma." Neville didn't seem to want to mention this matter, and simply replied: "She passed away in the 1940s, when my father was born not long ago."

"Okay, I'm sorry..."

"Nothing!"