Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Finally, Harley found her favorite snake.

They wandered around the dark corner of Diagon Alley for half an hour looking for this beautiful silver-gray snake. Harry insisted not to have Snape pay for it, so she finally spent thirty gold galleons to buy this black robe.

The snake that the wizard said had "rare blood, is non-venomous and docile, and has the ability to predict danger." It was now wrapped around Harley's right wrist and motionless.

Snape's eyes were fixed on the snake. He had checked it and found that it was indeed non-venomous. But whether it was docile or not was questionable - it was wrapped around Harry's wrist as soon as they met, which seemed to have exceeded the category of docile.

In addition to these chores, Harry also showed a strong interest in playing. Although Snape did not have the slightest fondness for this dirty place, but since Harry liked it, it was not impossible to visit. Harry bought two

There was a vanilla ice cream and one was given to Snape. The girl's eyes started to light up after learning about this flavor. She said that the only ice cream she had ever eaten was of this flavor.

Snape frowned and licked a mouthful of vanilla ice cream. They sat on the seats outside the ice cream shop, and Harry looked at him expectantly: "Is it delicious, Professor?"

He didn't know how to describe this taste, so he could only frown and try to express: "It's... strange. It's a bit too sweet for me."

"You need to eat more ice cream, professor. Or sweet things. These things will make you feel better, and you won't have a sad face all the time."

"Did I?"

"Of course! When I saw you in the morning, I thought you were a government agent! Your expression looked so scary at the time!"

"..." Snape was silent. Although he didn't know what an agent was, it was obviously not a good word.

He started eating the ice cream quickly.

Harley squinted her eyes and smiled. She wiped out her portion in two or three bites, and then raised her hand to ask for another, a larger portion.

Snape did not ask for a second copy. He took out a ticket from the black leather suitcase. It was written on the platform 9 and three-quarters of King's Road Railway Station, and it was a ticket for September 1st. Snape handed the ticket to

To Harry, he said: "It seems that you need to stay here for two days. I will pick you up again on September 1st and take you to the platform. The new students will take the Hogwarts Express to school. This is a kind of

Tradition."

Harley raised her face from the large bowl of vanilla ice cream. She swallowed the ice cream in her mouth and said, "Where are we staying? The Leaky Cauldron we just visited? I saw there is accommodation service there."

Snape suddenly became silent again. He realized that he could not let this child live alone in the Leaky Cauldron. Just thinking about that scene made him unbearable. Snape simply said: "No, let's go."

..a high-end hotel for ordinary people.”

That night, Snape booked two rooms in a high-end hotel, and his room was opposite Harry's.

When the waiter at the front desk asked in confusion why you and your daughter needed to book two rooms, Snape's face suddenly turned red and he was even speechless. Harry turned his back and snickered.

They spent two happy days in London, one day in Diagon Alley and one day at a children's amusement park in London. The happy time was fleeting. At 10:30 in the morning on September 1st, they appeared on time at the King's

Avenue Station. People were coming and going here. Snape took Harry to the ticket gate between platform nine and platform ten. He stopped specifically and explained: "That's it, Harry. This place has been enchanted."

...Ma, I mean ordinary people, can't see this special platform. Wizards can't see it in most cases either. But it does exist, so you just need to walk over."

"What about you, Professor?" Harry held Snape's hand tightly and raised her head and asked.

"...You will see me at Hogwarts. During this time, you can get acquainted with your future classmates, make new friends...and so on." Snape said dryly, and

The black leather suitcase in his hand was handed to Harry.

But the girl didn't show any emotion. She took the suitcase with a smile, waved goodbye to Snape, and rushed into platform nine and three-quarters. Snape stood outside, and a man passing by him wiped

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, and actually came over and patted him on the shoulder: "Oh, man. I understand. It is not easy to send children away from home to study. Alas. I understand..."

His wife quickly pulled him away and gave Snape an apologetic smile.

Snape stood expressionless in the crowded station, no one knew what he was thinking.

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A bright red steam locomotive is waiting to depart on a crowded platform.

A sign in the middle of the front of the car clearly read "Hogwarts Express, departing at eleven o'clock". Harry turned around and found that where the ticket box was originally placed, there was now an iron gate with a sign on it.

"Platform Nine and Three Quarters".

It seems that what Professor Snape said is true. This 'second world' is really magical. Harry thought.

The vapor from the steam locomotives gathered on the heads of the chattering crowd, while cats of various colors milled about people's feet and shoes. The owls squawked to each other in an unpleasant way.

The screams overwhelmed the noise made by people dragging, pulling, beating and knocking the heavy suitcases. The first few carriages were already crowded with students. Some of the students in the carriages poked their heads out of the windows to chat with their relatives.

Some were still fighting for seats. Harley was in sharp contrast with the people pushing heavy suitcases. She walked into the carriage briskly and casually swinging the black suitcase in her hand.

She found an unoccupied carriage at the end of the train and sat in. With a calm smile on her face, as if she was not worried at all about this unfamiliar environment. A red-haired boy pushed open the door of the carriage with difficulty.

He pushed his big box in and put it in the corner of the box. He glanced at Harley, looked away, and looked again. As if he had forgotten how to walk, he stiffly came to sit on the seat opposite Harley.

Down.

The boy tried to speak, but he coughed uneasily: "Cough cough - cough! Well, uh, um, hello..."

"Hello!" Harley stretched out her hand, and this warm greeting startled him. He became even more nervous, swallowed, and shook hands with Harley: "My, my name is Ron Weasley."

"Harry Potter."

Harley saw Ron's eyes suddenly widen. He now looked like a short-circuited robot. Harley burst out laughing and said, "What's wrong? Why do you all get so excited when you hear my name?"

Has it turned into this?"

"You, you, you, you, you are that..." Ron took a deep breath and lowered his voice, as if Harry's name was some sacred word: "Harry Potter?"

"Do I still have to prove that I am Harry Potter?"

Ron said something that made him immediately want to turn back time: "Yes! The scar on your forehead!"

God, what did I say? Isn't this the same as exposing her scars? Ron Weasley, you are such an idiot! Ron thought desperately, he couldn't believe that he didn't think about it at all.

Said this sentence.

But Harley was not angry. She just calmly pushed the red hair away from her forehead so that Ron could see the lightning-shaped scar.

"Oh my God..." Ron stared at the scar intently, as if he had seen a miracle.

"Do you remember anything? I mean... Oh! Forget it! Just pretend I didn't say anything! I really asked a stupid question." Ron said something more that made him want to slap himself twice.

What a slap in the face, he lay back in frustration.

"Green light." Harley was not angry. She seemed not to care about the offensive question and even laughed again. Her tone was calm, as if she was talking about something that had nothing to do with her: "I

I only remember a few rays of green light."

Ron whispered: "I'm sorry...but that person has been arrested..."

"that person?"

"do not you know?"

They were staring at each other in the box. At this time, a girl wearing a brand new Hogwarts magic robe opened the door of the box with a crying round-faced boy.