Allen arrived at King's Cross Station smoothly, and he was in a very good mood. Not only did he catch a cattail for Emily, but he also caught a Sniff for himself!
At King's Cross Station, Allen took out his big suitcase in a remote place. At many Muggle stations, Allen first looked around, hesitated a little, and ran straight to the wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10. If he didn't enter the station, the train would leave!
This behavior attracted a lot of Muggle's attention, but soon, they found that there were a lot of passengers with backpacks blocking their line of sight. When their line of sight was finally clear, the teenager who was pushing the big suitcase and running wantonly had disappeared without a trace. Every Muggle was busy with their own things. How could they pay attention to others? What's more, running to catch up with the train on the platform was too common. Therefore, it didn't take long for the Muggle who had just seen Allen running to forget about it!
Allen clearly remembered that the house elf, Dobby, would close the passage to Platform 9 and 3/4 before the train was about to leave. Since he didn't see Harry just now, Allen decided that it was better to enter the station by himself first. Anyway, for Harry and Ron, this was just an interesting experience, and there was no danger!
Compared with taking a flying car and then hitting a willow tree, the Sniff that he had just caught was more attractive to Allen. God knows how many people dream of having a pet that can find treasures for themselves. Now, for Allen, realizing this dream has become possible!
Allen shuttled through the noisy crowd. Some of the little wizards were excited about the upcoming new semester, some were immersed in the joy of reuniting with their friends, and some were reluctant to say goodbye to their families. Allen had a gentle smile, looking at the vivid pictures of joy and sorrow, and stepped on the Hogwarts express train.
On the train, many young wizards from Ravenclaw greeted Allen, and Allen nodded in return. Allen rejected the good intentions of many young Magi who wanted to ride in the same carriage as him. He walked straight to the carriage at the very end.
There was no one in the carriage, but that was exactly what Allen wanted. He locked the door of the carriage and sat there quietly for a while. Soon, the sound of the door being pushed open, the noise of the people on the platform, and the laughter of the young wizards gradually disappeared. The train was moving!
The carriage Allen was in was extremely quiet. At this moment, the little Magi should have found their seats and settled their luggage. Allen stood up and locked the carriage door from the inside.
Allen summoned Sniff from the system's pet space. As soon as it touched the air, the sly little thing wanted to slip away, but Allen caught it.
Allen tightly grabbed Sniff's round body, turned it upside down, and then shook it violently by its two hind legs. A large pile of gold, silver, and jewelry fell down. It was simply endless, and the amount was astonishing.
"What a sly little thing, hiding so many things. I wonder how long it has been wandering in Muggle's society!" Allen obviously liked Sniff very much. He smiled and scratched Sniff's belly, so that more money and jewelry would fall out.
Footsteps came from the corridor, and soon, Allen's carriage door was knocked. Just at the moment when Allen was distracted, Sniff twisted its small body and broke free from Allen's hands with incredible strength. Allen looked up in disbelief and reached out to catch it, but Sniff desperately squeezed its body through the locked door and into the corridor of the train.
Allen stood up abruptly and opened the carriage door. "Allen, I heard from Ravenclaw that you are in this carriage …" It was Hermione, and she looked anxious.
"I'm sorry, Hermione. I have something urgent to do right now. Please make way." Although he was burning with anxiety, Alan still maintained his politeness.
Allen's figure flashed, bypassed Hermione, and searched the corridor for traces of Sniff.
"Hey? Allen … Harry and Ron are not on the train, they missed the train! "Failing to stop Allen, Hermione said what she wanted to say in a low voice. In fact, Allen, with his excellent hearing, heard her words, but what can he do? At this time, Harry and Ron should be enjoying the indulgence of flying in the air! He can't determine the location of Harry and the others and chase them back. What's more, this matter didn't have much impact on them.
For Allen, the most important thing was to catch the fleeing Sniff. Allen was running at full speed, not letting go of any clues. Suddenly, Sniff's figure flashed in the corner of the window.
The bright afternoon sun sprinkled thousands of golden rays, and the window glass sparkled in the sunlight, which attracted Sniff. After realizing that it couldn't put the window into its arms, it quickly jumped away again, looking for a new target.
Allen was overjoyed and quickly chased after it. Sniff seemed to have discovered something and quickly jumped into a carriage with an open door. Allen jumped in without hesitation. A handsome adult wizard, holding a small mirror in his hand, looked at Allen in surprise.
Allen recognized this person. Thanks to Daisy and Mrs. Harris, there were more photos of the man in front of him than Allen! He was the Hogwarts' new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor — Gidro Hartley. Mr. Lockhart, a star among wizards, a role model among liars.
"Are you here for my autograph? You're so fast. The young wizards who just arrived have already gone back to get their pens and books. If you ask me, there's no need to be in such a hurry. We still have a long way to go! " Gidro Hartley shook his slightly curly blonde hair and revealed his white teeth, wearing his signature smile. "Then, where should I sign?" The new Professor Lockhart looked at Allen in confusion. He didn't take anything!
Allen's attention was now on Professor Lockhart's suitcase. He saw Sniff enter the open suitcase with his own eyes, and many gorgeous robes were scattered in the suitcase. It seemed that Professor Lockhart had just changed his clothes. What a peacock!
Just as Allen was thinking about how to ease his embarrassment, a group of young witches barged into the carriage. A fifth-year Gryffindor in the lead bumped into Allen, and the girls behind swarmed in. Some of them were holding handkerchiefs, some were holding lipsticks, and some were grabbing their lapels, surrounding Gidro Hartley. Professor Lockhart. I need his autograph. This gentleman was obviously very comfortable and enjoyed this situation. He busied himself and gave his beautiful autograph to his fans.
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