The Magical Journey to Hogwarts

Not to be outdone, the round-faced little fat man sitting on the opposite side of the carriage introduced himself: "My name is Neville Longbottom, just call me Neville. This is my pet 'Lif'."

As he spoke, the little fat man held up the toad with both hands and introduced it. After saying that, he looked at Bell and nodded vigorously with a look in his eyes. Bell looked confused.

‘Do we know each other well? And I don't even want to know what that toad is called. ’

And as Bell's eyes turned to Neville, the 'Lif' in Neville's hand exploded at the fastest speed in his life, and rushed into the shadow behind Neville, trembling.

'Leifu' has never felt so safe around his master. He vowed not to plan to escape again. Let him die for freedom!

It seems that the experience of almost turning into a toad sauce has left a psychological shadow on poor 'Leifu' that will last a lifetime. I wonder if Neville would thank Bell if he could understand Leif's thoughts? Or should we stay away from Bale?

"You can also call me Hermione. Bell, did you use magic just now? The first magic was 'clean up', right? What is the second magic? Are you from a wizarding family? Do you know a lot of magic? ?You usually are at home......"

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Looking at the excited little witch in front of him and listening to her constant questions, Bell felt like his brain was aching.

‘Oh my God! Were you killed by Huang Tian? I just want to be alone and quiet! is that really so difficult! ? ’

‘Alas~! ’

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Bell couldn't remember how many times he sighed today. In order to deal with the little witch's problem, he had to cheer up a little bit. Well, he sat up about 2 centimeters higher.

"I just used magic; the first magic is indeed 'Clean Up'; the second magic is called 'Whirlwind Sweep', which is better for removing odors; I come from a wizarding family; I know magic quite well. More...well..."

Bell thought for a moment, and finally asked as if giving up: "What's your next question?"

There is no way, Bell is completely out of shape now. Normally, after hearing this content once, Bell would not be able to forget it in a short period of time.

As for now? The reason he knew the other party was talking to him was because the little witch was cute and reminded him of Shanna. Just don't ask for too much.

Hermione blushed with embarrassment. Just after asking the question, she realized that she had relapsed into her old habit when she was excited. It was really rude to ask a lot of questions in one go.

But she didn't expect that Bell actually answered her questions one after another without any impatience at all. This was the first time anyone, other than her parents, had taken her question so seriously.

If Bell knew what Hermione was thinking at this moment, he would probably snort with disdain.

Just such a small question is nothing. Over the years, he has been trained by his curious sister to have nerves of steel. The blue cat's naughty questions can no longer stump him.

"Bell, can you show me your magic?" Hermione asked hopefully, she wanted to see more magic as soon as possible.

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"No! It's so troublesome..." Bell slid down another 2 centimeters and refused without hesitation.

He didn't want to talk now, let alone cast magic. He didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to be a salted fish quietly.

"Yes, I'm sorry..."

Looking at the aggrieved little witch in front of him, who looked like he was about to cry, Bell always felt like a bad guy who stole the little girl's lollipop, and he felt a little guilty in his heart.

"Alas~!"

"Okay, okay. But I'm suddenly asked to perform magic, and I don't know what to perform. Let me think about it..."

After a moment of silence, Bell took out a pen from his pocket. Yes, it's a pen. It's already the 20th century, Bell won't use quills like those rigid-minded wizards, no!

Except, of course, the enchanted quill. Because of its structure, it is easier to cast spells on a quill than a fountain pen.

The wand slipped into his hand from his cuff, and Bell clicked the pen with the wand. The pen quickly transformed into a little owl, let's call it 'Little Steel' for the time being. After all, every ugly crying toad has its own name. As the face of the animal world, it would be outrageous if the little owl didn't even have its own name.

Xiaogang yelled twice, got up and flew around the carriage twice. After observing the specific situation inside the carriage, he finally landed on Hermione's shoulder and rubbed her face with his head.

"Gu~gu~"

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Bell swore that this was definitely not done by him controlling 'Little Steel'. He was a serious person, really.

Neville's eyes widened and he looked at Bell in disbelief.

‘Didn’t we agree that everyone would be brainless? Why did you suddenly become so powerful? You traitor! ’

Neville felt that he had been lied to, that this was a vicious lie. His young heart was deeply hurt, and he could no longer believe in love... ahem, believe in others.

Sure enough, what grandma said is true. People outside are sinister, and you can easily be deceived if you are honest, so you must be extra careful. Now only Leif's slippery and cool touch could soothe his injured heart a little.

Looking at the little owl landing on her shoulder, Hermione jumped up from her seat excitedly.

"That's amazing! This is really amazing! How did you do it? Just like Professor McGonagall! Do you know Professor McGonagall? She is the Transfiguration Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. I am Ma I come from a Gua family. When I first received the admission notice to Hogwarts, my parents thought it was a prank and that magic did not exist. Later, Professor McGonagall came to my house to prove the existence of magic. She just used her wand like this. The tea cup turned into a mouse, and our whole family was shocked."

Hermione held the 'Little Steel' in front of her eyes and kept looking at it, even her ears turned red with excitement.

'Xiao Gang' feels like a real owl. She had always thought that the transformed animal just looked like it, just like a deception. She didn't expect that it actually felt plush and fluffy. It was amazing. !

Looking at the 'Little Steel' in front of her, Hermione complained a little to Professor McGonagall in her heart. We are all women. You said it was bad for you to change something, but you had to change into a mouse. She didn't even think about it at that time. Dare to touch and see.

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Suddenly, Hermione didn't know what she thought of. Her little face quickly turned from red to white at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even her lips turned white, and cold sweat kept breaking out on her forehead.