When Jon woke up, it was seven o 'clock in the morning of September 1st.
It was his last night in his room, so Jon woke up at the right time.
"Good morning, Béla."
Bella was changing her shoes at the door when they were talking.
She was wearing a pair of black lambskin boots, and on her right was Jon's and her small suitcase.
"Auntie just asked me to wake you up. We're leaving now. We can go to London and get something to eat. God, I really want to eat McDonald's now."
Jon walked to the door and opened the shoe cabinet. Mrs. Smith had prepared a new pair of leather shoes for him.
"Mom, aren't you coming with us?"
Jon asked while changing his shoes.
"Yes, let your dad take you there. I think Béla will take good care of you."
A gentle smile appeared on Lynn Smith's face, "I think I may need to go to the hospital now."
"You and dad are so fast."
Jon murmured in a low voice. After Mrs. Smith's confession, he naturally knew that his mother had another child. The Wizard was always very sensitive to physical conditions.
He just didn't know whether it was a younger brother or a younger sister.
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After having brunch at McDonald's near King's Cross station, Jon and Béla arrived at King's Cross station around ten o 'clock. Lov wanted to follow them, but Jon refused.
"You can't get into this station without magic. Dad, don't you feel sad? You want to get in but you can't. You must be very sad. "
Chown's words struck a chord in Mr. Smith's heart, directly dispelling his father's little wish.
After waving goodbye to Lov Smith, Béla turned around and walked into the station. She whispered to Jon why he refused to let Mr. Smith into the station.
"My dad always wants to know more about the wizarding world. It's too cruel to let him in but not let him follow us into the station. Or rather, he can't enter even if we let him in." Jon said lightly. He took out the ticket from his pocket and continued, "Let's go, we're going to Platform 9 and 3."
Béla quietly followed Jon. Although she usually liked to play with Jon, sometimes she really couldn't keep up with Jon's brain circuit.
Maybe Jon and the Hogwarts professors would get along well.
Jon didn't care about his cousin's wild thoughts. He was focused on looking around to see if there were any familiar faces.
He was telling the truth, but he didn't explain it completely.
Not letting Mr. Smith in was partly because he was afraid of hurting his father's feelings, and partly because he was afraid that his father would meet the parents of other Hogwarts students.
For example, a certain passionate Mrs. Weasley.
Since his family didn't have much interaction with the Weasley family, it was best not to get to know them. It wasn't a good thing to casually build a relationship with the main fighting force of the Phoenix Society, especially when one of the three protagonists, Ron Weasley, was going to start school next year.
King's Cross Station had a lot of people. After all, it was the largest train station in Europe, and it carried a large part of the transportation needs. Jon, who already knew the plot, was naturally familiar with it. It wasn't difficult to find the platform.
Béla, who was more or less insensitive, didn't notice anything. After all, she was used to Jon's "mature and steady" attitude.
The time he chose to enter the station was quite good. It was ten o 'clock in the morning, and there weren't too many people. There were basically no Hogwarts students, and Bella didn't see a familiar figure even when the two flashed into Station Nine and Three Quarters.
"We came too early. The express train has just entered the station."
The two siblings found a carriage on the train that had just stopped and sat down. After placing the small suitcase beside the carriage, Jon heard Béla's complaints.
"It's good to come in early."
Jon looked at the gradually thickening crowd on Platform 9 and 3. Little Wizards were pushing small carts and carrying large suitcases as they prepared to board the train. He said to Béla, who was sitting opposite him, "Think about it. Getting on the train with those little Wizards carrying bulky suitcases, and then helping them carry something, and then thanking each other. It's troublesome just thinking about it."
Béla, "?"
Why is my cousin so cold?
The other little Wizards are so excited, why are you so calm?
With this kind of precocious personality, you should be assigned to Slythrin, right?
It was very difficult to express all the ridicule in one's eyes, so Jon didn't receive even the slightest bit of information from his cousin. He just sat in his seat and silently prayed that he wouldn't meet or hear a familiar name.
But fate often liked to play tricks on him.
"Senior Béla, good afternoon."
After Jon enjoyed a moment of silence, a gentle voice rang in his ears. Jon looked up and saw a handsome and gentle boy standing at the door of the cubicle with a large suitcase. "Can I sit here? It's rare to see an acquaintance."
"Oh, of course."
Béla instantly put on a smiling face and pulled the suitcase in. Then she stood between Jon and the boy and introduced them, "This is my cousin, Jon Smith. He's also a pure-blood Wizard. Jon, this is Cedric. He's also a student of Hufflepuff. Didn't you say you wanted to go to Hufflepuff? Hurry up and get to know each other. "
I didn't say I wanted to go to Hufflepuff for you to get close to people. Jon, who didn't realize who the boy in front of him was, helplessly reached out his hand and shook it. He forced a smile.
"Jon Smith."
"Cedric Diggory."
"Oh, hello."
Chown retracted his hand and allowed Cedric to be dragged away by his cousin. But he immediately realized what was going on.
Cedric Diggory, what a familiar name!
Previously, he was so focused on avoiding Ravenclaw that he actually forgot to guard against boys.
But why does Cedric know Béla?
Jon looked strangely at Cedric, who was smiling gently, as if he could already see the star of death floating above the head of this brave warrior of Hufflepuff.
No matter how he looked at it, he felt that Béla was interested in this Cedric.
Early love wasn't a good thing. Later, he should take some time to give his cousin a heads-up. There were so many good-looking boys in Hogwarts. Even if she could find a Slythrin to date, it would still be better than finding someone destined to die, right?
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