Change the world from Hogwarts

The Hogwarts express train was moving quickly on the track that no one could notice, and no other strange things happened after the Malfoy trio started looking for trouble.

Connor finally left his independent compartment, and at Neville's invitation, he joined another relatively friendly small group.

"I'm Ernie MacMillan."

This is also a short and fat boy.

"Hello, I'm Hannah Abbott."

"This is a girl with two golden braids.

They have all lived in the world of wizards since childhood.

Connor had read in books that both MacMillan and Abbott were classified into a group called the Holy Twenty-Eight Tribes, alongside the extremely arrogant Malfoy.

But it is worth mentioning that they do not have the proud attitude of Malfoy, but are quite enthusiastic.

"Ah, it really scared me to death before I mentioned it."

Ernie was like a familiar person, quickly getting into a topic after introducing himself.

"You know, Neville was thinking of rushing in to help you fight."

"real?"

Connor himself also knew about this. When Neville was anxious before, he said it all in one breath like pouring beans through a bamboo tube.

But it was inexplicably interesting to hear other people repeat this incident, so he didn't interrupt anything and instead looked at Neville.

But the brave child just smiled sheepishly.

"I didn't think much about it at the time. It's just that those Malfoy guys were too bullying."

"Malfoy and the others are like this, they are arrogant all the time."

Hannah was not very good at their senses either, and her words revealed her dissatisfaction.

"Anyway, my family has said that the Malfoy family should go to Azkaban and reflect."

"Azkaban, I remember it should be..."

Before Connor could finish speaking, his attention was attracted by a beautiful small box in front of him.

That was what Hannah took out of her package.

"Would you like to eat it? Chocolate frog, it's delicious."

Following Hannah's words, the box vibrated, and with the strong aroma of chocolate, a frog came out.

It jumped directly towards Connor's face, as if it was trying to smear the chocolate on his face.

But before this little ambition could be realized, a bolt of silver lightning shot out from Connor's shoulder.

‘Crack’

The chocolate frog fell directly into Phil's stomach.

"Meow~"

After swallowing the chocolate snack in one gulp, she made a soft sound and lay down on Connor's lap docilely.

"ah……"

Neville's eyes widened. He wanted to say something, but Hannah spoke faster than him:

"Oh, I've been telling you before, your cat is really beautiful."

When Phil showed her strong sense of presence, the children's attention was completely attracted to her.

"Can I touch it?"

"Hmm? You can ask for her opinion."

Then, Phil jumped up on the table so generously, swishing his tail, and looked at Hannah with his jewel-like blue eyes in a charitable manner.

But Hannah probably didn't understand what Phil was thinking. She just stared at the silver-white body and slowly stretched out her hand.

"Can I touch it?"

She really started asking for the 'little kitten's opinion.

"Then I touched it."

Finally, Hannah's hand touched the warm and soft body, and the comfortable hair made her narrow her eyes.

"You must have raised it very carefully. It is really a beautiful cat."

"Well...thank you."

Connor agreed to this, even though Phil himself was not a cat.

But too much explanation will always bring unnecessary trouble, so let’s leave it at that.

"Can I touch it?"

Seeing that Hannah seemed to have succeeded, Ernie was also very interested.

But just as he stretched out his hand, Phil's expression suddenly changed.

"hiss!"

The threatening voice came, and Ernie immediately retracted his hand, fearing that the originally gentle kitten would give him a bite.

"Ah this..."

"There's nothing we can do."

Facing his pleading look, Connor just shook his head.

He had no intention of forcing Phil, so he could only do nothing to help.

"Then what kind of cat is this? I might as well ask my family to pay attention to it later."

Since he couldn't touch Phil, Ernie naturally took a step back and focused on the varieties.

"It has the blood of Mao Lizi in its ancestors."

"Ah, no wonder, he seems to be quite smart and very active."

As a child of a wizarding family, Ernie had obviously heard of that magical creature.

"When I get to school, I will write a letter to my family and ask them to pay attention..."

"But this silver-white color without any variegation is quite rare."

Hannah added.

"I've seen it in the Magic Zoo (store) in Diagon Alley before. Although there are white cats there, they are completely different from this one."

Hannah's big eyes were completely attracted to Phil.

"This silvery white color is really beautiful."

"After all, it was a birthday gift from my family. It should be a relatively rare cat."

Facing the envy of his friends, Connor just smiled.

At this moment, he noticed Neville's eyes as wide as a bell.

"Neville? What's the problem?"

"No, it's just that I ate a piece of chocolate before I saw it... My grandma seemed to have said that cats can't eat chocolate."

This is indeed a matter of detail, but Connor already has a way to deal with it.

"Well, this is true, but as I said before, Phil has the blood of a cat, right? She is smart enough, and if it is really harmful, she will never eat it."

Okay, the topic is perfectly avoided.

Neither Hannah nor Ernie noticed, and Neville was unable to detect the fact that Connor was avoiding the topic.

Before the children could think more, the sales witch outside the door even made a divine assist:

"It's lunch time, kids, is there anything you want to buy?"

Looking around, what Connor saw was a fat, kind-hearted witch with dimples in her smile.

And her presence quickly attracted the children's attention.

"Licorice wand, thank you!"

First it was Ernie, then Hannah.

"crucible cake, thank you."

After paying the bill with the two little wizards with a smile on her face, she turned her attention to Connor and Neville.

"Need anything else?"

"Let's have some pumpkin juice and some coconut sorbet. What would you like, Neville?"

Connor asked casually, but Neville seemed to freeze again.

"me……"

But at this moment, Neville was like a tape recorder, repeating one word over and over again.

"Take a deep breath, Neville, think about what you want to say, take your time, don't rush."

Seeing his flushed and anxious look, Connor couldn't help but speak.

Neville's originally irritable expression quickly calmed down.

"Please give me that... blowing treasure, thank you."

He was talking about Chuibao's Super Bubble Gum.

"Do you like that very much?"

Connor asked casually.

He has eaten this bubble gum before, and the taste is not particularly good. It is indeed worth eating once, and the only fun part is probably the process of blowing the bubbles.

"No, it's just that my parents seem to like it very much. They often give this to me."

This may seem like a small thing, but Neville's face showed a complexity and sadness that shouldn't exist at his age.

"Ah...that's it."