While Elwyn was using Ginny's modified bat magic spell, she and Harry were dragging their heavy suitcases in the aisle of the train. They looked through the glass doors at the boxes, which were already full of people.
"Neville just said that he would come up first to reserve a seat for us." Ginny said, "Where did he go?"
"I don't know." Harry also wanted to get into a box, instead of continuing like this.
He couldn't help but notice that many people were staring at him with great interest.
Several people also used their elbows to poke the people sitting next to them and pointed at him. This happened in the next five carriages.
This phenomenon began last semester when Dumbledore announced the return of the Lord Voldemort. Hermione said that they would gradually accept the fact, but after coming back from the summer vacation, everyone's interest in him didn't diminish. Instead, it became stronger.
The expression on their faces was like Harry was some kind of rare animal.
Yes, he remembered that the "Daily Prophet" had been telling the readers all summer that he and Elwyn didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth, that they were full of lies and especially loved to show off. No one wanted to believe that they believed that the Lord Voldemort had returned.
If only Elwyn was here, he could help share the pressure.
He was depressed to think that these people who were staring at him and whispering to each other believed the lies of the Ministry of Magic.
Finally, in the last carriage, they met Neville.
While they were waiting for their luggage on the platform, he got on the train early and said that he would reserve a seat for them.
"Hey, Harry, Ginny, here!" He waved his hand, his round face was full of sweat, "I've looked everywhere, only here, thank God, Luna is inside …"
Obviously, everyone didn't want to sit with the crazy girl Luna.
Because of Elwyn, Luna was now very familiar with them. This didn't help in reversing her reputation in the school.
After the return of Lord Voldemort, she was alienated by others because of this.
They opened the door and walked in. Luna, who was sitting by the window, raised her head.
As before, she had a mop of waist-length blond hair, very light eyebrows, and protruding eyes, which gave her an expression of perpetual astonishment, and an air of unmistakable lunacy about her.
She had her wand tucked behind her left ear, and around her neck was a necklace made of corks from buttered beer. She was holding the magazine upside down.
Harry has to admit that apart from Elwyn, no one knows how to get in touch with Luna.
At the very least, he didn't know what to say to her.
"Hello, Harry, Neville, Ginny!" Luna looked at them from the upside-down magazine.
Of course, the magazine she was holding was "Devil's Advocate", which everyone knew was printed by her father.
In the beginning, "Hogwarts Magic" often cooperated with them, so the sales of "Devil's Advocate" also increased.
If Mr. Lovegood's style could be higher, it would be even better.
"Hello, Luna." Ginny said, putting the magazine on the luggage rack, "How was your summer vacation?"
"I had a good time," Luna said in a trance, "What about Elwyn? Why isn't he with you? "
"Oh, he became the president of the boy's student union, so he has to give instructions to the prefects."
What surprised Harry was that Luna wasn't surprised when she heard the news, as if she already knew it.
Or maybe she didn't even know what it meant to be the president of the student union.
But Neville was grinning from ear to ear, which restored some of Harry's confidence. This was the expression that a normal person should have.
"Elwyn became the president of the boy's student union?" He couldn't believe it, "You didn't say anything like this on the platform."
"Extraordinary intelligence is a man's greatest wealth," Luna said in a singing voice. "I already knew that Elwyn would become the president of the boy's student union. What's so strange about that?"
"It seems … really not." Neville opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.
Elwyn did have the qualifications to become the president of the boy's student union, but it was only a matter of time …
Ginny joined Luna to watch "Devil's Advocate". Harry and Neville were talking about their summer vacation experience, about the Dementors attack, which hadn't completely subsided.
The train clattered on and took them out into the open country.
It had been a strange, changeable day.
One moment the carriage was full of sunshine, and the next moment the sky was gloomy and cloudy.
"By the way, I got a special birthday present this year. Guess what it is?" Neville said excitedly.
"Another memory ball?" Harry said.
He remembered that Neville's grandmother had given him a marble-like thing to improve Neville's terrible memory.
"No," Neville said. Neville said, "One is enough for me, but I've lost the old one for a long time. Look at this!"
He held his toad tightly in one hand and reached into his schoolbag with the other. After rummaging for a while, he pulled out something that looked like a small gray cactus planted in a pot, but instead of being covered with thorns, it was covered with boils.
"Mi Bu Mi Bo," he said proudly.
Harry stared at the thing, which was pulsating slightly. It looked like a diseased internal organ, which made people feel ominous.
"This is very, very rare!" Neville's face lit up. "Even the greenhouses of Hogwarts might not have it. No, I'm sure there's no such thing. I really want to show it to Professor Sprout right now. My uncle Algy got it for me from Assyria. I want to see if I can grow it."
Assyria was a slave state that arose in Mesopotamia, and was considered the first military empire in the history of the world.
Today it is also known as Mesopotamia, which is the general name for the countries around the Euphrates and Tigris rivers.
However, this was a very old name, and only wizards would use it.
Because the Assyrian immigrants had a special magic civilization, and had guarded the secrets of the past since ancient times.
Harry stared at the Mi Bu Mi Bo, not daring to look at it. He didn't like it. He knew that one of Neville's favorite subjects was herbology, but he couldn't figure out the use of this stunted little plant.
"I'll show it to Elwyn and Hermione later. They'll love it. Maybe I can write an article about growing Mi Bu Mi Bo and publish it in the newspaper." Neville said excitedly. "Articles like this are rare in the market."
"Well, what can it do?" Harry couldn't help but ask.
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