harry potter book of crimes

“To King’s Cross!”

In the hands of Hermione who said these words, the remaining ice shards on the ticket melted slightly due to contact with body temperature, softening the small piece of paper that was as frozen as a card, and also moistened the girl's fingertips

…

When Hermione led everyone out of the palace and back to the royal square in front of the gate, they discovered that there had been a new tunnel entrance on the ice wall on the other side of the square.

But it's no wonder that they didn't notice it at the first time when they came, because the cave entrance was really not big, and it could barely accommodate two people entering side by side, and it might be too crowded.

Obviously, it was only opened for one person to pass through, but the "person" who walked in it was indeed a bit taller than ordinary humans.

In order to leave some room in case of emergency, everyone simply lined up and walked into the new ice cave one by one.

A crushing chill once again hit everyone who entered, covering everyone's body. Probably because no one knew the purpose of "that man" leaving a train ticket on the throne to lead people to King's Cross Station.

What happened? This time, there was really no sound in the tunnel except for the footsteps - everyone was filled with doubts, speculations and apprehensions, and no one spoke anymore.

Until the tunnel exit finally appeared in front, everyone walked out of the cold ice cave one after another, and their eyes suddenly opened up... The platform that was absolutely familiar to most of the wizards in the team suddenly came into view.

In everyone’s complicated and nostalgic eyes.

The station was originally indoors, and except for a few ice edges and icicles hanging upside down due to damage to the roof, there was basically no ice.

The platform was empty, not a single person was around, and there were no trains on the tracks inside the station. Perhaps those Muggle trains had either overturned or stopped on a certain route outside when the disaster occurred.

Come on!

Hermione paused briefly, looked around, and said nothing. She led everyone straight to the wall pillar between the ninth and tenth platforms. After stretching out her wand to check, she took the lead and walked away.

Got in.

Then, she saw the old-fashioned steam train that had carried her and other classmates to Hogwarts again and again.

It stopped there so quietly, calmly and solemnly, just like every time before.

Although there is no thick steam coming out of its chimney, and although it seems more silent than ever before, each of its carriage doors is still wide open, as if it is still following its mission and welcoming people.

arrival of every passenger.

Hermione stood in front of the train and subconsciously raised her hand to look at the ticket in her hand, which had become wrinkled along the way. Then she finally turned back and looked at the people behind her who had also followed her.

The figures who entered the nine and three-quarter platform.

Harry, Ron and others were also staring blankly at the train in front of them...perhaps everyone was recalling something about the first time they took this train. These were probably friends from the same class of school.

The expressions on their faces look somewhat similar, but they are also slightly different.

It's a pity that this moment is not the time to recall those beautiful pasts. Even if you force yourself to recall it, you will definitely be pulled back by the bloody reality, which will add new trauma to your already painful heart.

Hermione didn't recall anything. The moment some yellowed pictures suddenly appeared in her mind, she shook her head and swept them out of her mind.

"Everyone!" She raised the ticket in her hand and said loudly, "Anyway, let's go up and take a look first!"

…

What everyone didn't expect was that the moment Hermione...the first person stepped into the train, the sound of the train starting was heard from the direction of the front.

The movement was not big, and according to past experience, it would take a while before the train actually started moving.

But that was only for the Hogwarts Express that had started and operated normally in the past. No one can guarantee that this train can still start as scheduled as it did in the past.

So after hearing the noise, everyone who was still waiting on the platform to board the train hurriedly got into the car at the nearest carriage door.

I don’t know if the magic left on the train could sense that everyone on the platform had entered the car or something. The moment Maka, who was left behind, stepped into the car, all the doors of the entire train

At the same time, it automatically closes with a "bang" sound.

The next moment, with the whistle blowing loudly, the train trembled and started to move slowly...

"Is everything okay?"

The door at one end of the passage was roughly opened, and Neville's slightly anxious face appeared there. Here, Maka watched him look at the few people who chose to board the car, and then hurriedly walked out from there.

He ran quickly through the passage and headed for the car at the back.

Then, Hermione, Harry, and Ron came in through the door where Neville just came out, and looked at Maka a few times.

"Let's go to the front car to meet up first! Ginny and the others are waiting there... we can go to the front of the car together to take a look later." Hermione pointed behind her and gave instructions, "We will inform the others behind.

people."

Watching several friends passing by and following Neville, who was ahead of him, towards the rear compartment, Maka, together with several other people here, followed Hermione's instructions and headed towards the front compartment.

As he passed the train window, he stopped for a moment and turned to look out the window. The train that had just started had not picked up speed yet, and the car was still in the station. The picture in the window slowly backed up little by little as the train moved forward, making it difficult for him to do so.

The empty platform again came into his eyes.

"I don't know when I will be able to see the busy and crowded scene outside the car window again."

After muttering softly to himself in a voice that could not be heard by others, Maka turned back and stepped forward again, keeping up with the pace of the old wizard Rosie who was walking in front of him.

Behind him, the scenery outside the window began to recede at a faster speed, and soon the empty King's Cross Station was completely left behind, replaced by a vast expanse of seemingly endless frosty white.

The train began to pick up speed, and I believed that it would soon reach this frozen city, running on a land with truly vast scenery.

It's just a pity that even then, what they can see through these car windows is destined to be endless darkness and heart-wrenching ruins.

This is the disaster place of old England shrouded in clouds, a place where even the Muggle satellites in space can no longer shine.