Chapter 30

"H-hello, I am a Hogwarts student. May I ask if you are one too?"

Harry said stutteringly.

It was just that the boy in front of him looked very cute and had a noble air, very much like the little young masters he had seen on TV before.

He also discovered that this boy had green eyes just like him.

Hagrid said his eyes were like his mother's.

However, this boy's hair was red, just like that family not far away; wonder if they are a family.

The only funny part was the strand of hair on the top of his head, which clearly had traces of being pressed down, but that strand of hair still grew there stubbornly.

Harry felt this boy should have the same troubles as him, but his hair was messy and sticking up everywhere, not as neatly groomed as the boy in front of him.

"You must be laughing at my hair, right?"

"I'm not!"

Harry immediately denied it and pointed to his own hair, saying:

"I'm not laughing at you; I'm the same as you. Look at my hair, it won't go down at all. My uncle makes me get a haircut every week!"

Harry said helplessly.

Darren grinned.

Looking at Harry's messy hair sticking up everywhere, he felt much more comfortable.

If he had inherited James's messy hair, he would definitely have shaved himself bald!

Cough.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

"Thank you for not mocking me. I'll take you to the platform first; it should be leaving soon."

Darren smiled embarrassedly, as if feeling ashamed of his immaturity just now.

But he immediately cheered up.

"Hurry, hurry, I'll help you push. You just follow me, otherwise, we'll really be late!"

Darren said urgently.

Pushing Harry's luggage cart hard, he rushed toward the platform quickly.

"How do we get in there?"

Harry followed quickly.

"Just hit it hard, hit it and you'll get in!"

Darren said with a smile.

Then he pushed the cart and dived into Platform Nine and Three-Quarters.

Harry followed behind him and rushed in as well.

[Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining Voice of Nature]

Voice of Nature: Speaking voice becomes more pleasant, and the effect of persuading others is twice the result with half the effort.

"Hurry, hurry, get on the train!"

"Mom, where's my suitcase?"

"The front carriages are all full!"

"Child, I will miss you!"

"..."

It was lively here.

There were voices everywhere.

A deep red steam train was parked at the edge of the platform, with "Hogwarts Express, 11 o'clock" written on it.

"It's truly magical!"

Darren exclaimed.

Although technology wasn't very advanced at this time, using such an old train in this era was indeed very magical.

"It is very magical. Eh, haven't you been here before?"

Harry thought Darren was saying this platform was magical and couldn't help but sigh along.

But then he became curious.

Hasn't this boy been here before?

He thought this boy had been here, which is why he knew.

"Um, I heard it from Pachi. I originally wanted to come in with my brother to explore the magic of magic, but..."

He shook his head helplessly and sighed with some regret.

Apparently, he felt regret because the first time he came here was with a stranger.

Harry felt a bit sorry.

Actually, the first time he came here, he also wanted to be with his brother.

It's just that Darren is said to live at Hogwarts now.

Perhaps next year they can be together.

"Alright, you hurry and get on the train. I'm going out. Goodbye!"

"Where are you going? It's about to leave."

Harry was surprised to find that the boy had run out again.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to answer: "I'm going to wait for my brother. Maybe my brother doesn't know how to get in either!"

"Oh, alright, looks like I have to find a seat by myself."

Harry sighed, dragged his luggage, and finally found an empty carriage at the end of the train.

When putting away his luggage, two red-haired twin boys helped him.

But those two boys were stunned after knowing his name was Harry Potter.

Harry shook his head, feeling a bit lucky he hadn't told the boy just now his name.

He didn't like people always staring at his scar, and he liked it even less when people heard his name and thought he had saved the wizarding world.

In fact, he was just a child back then; he didn't even know how he did it.

Harry sighed and sat by the window.

If he saw that boy bringing his brother in, he might be able to invite them to sit over.

"Hello, is anyone here?"

Just as he was waiting.

Another red-haired boy pushed the door open, pointed to the seat opposite him, and asked: "Is anyone here?"

Harry shook his head.

He had seen this boy; he was the younger brother of the two boys who helped him just now.

Seems his name is Ron or something.

Their whole family was discussing his name just now, and those two boys even pointed at his carriage, scaring him into quickly turning his head away.

Ron clearly knew his name; he pretended not to care, skipped over Harry's forehead scar, and turned his gaze outside the window.

Harry noticed there was some dust on his nose.

And although he had a head of fiery red hair like the boy just now, he clearly wasn't as good-looking as that boy.

Even less cute, clean, or noble-looking.

Harry sighed, not knowing why he thought of that boy again.

He could only look back at Ron.

He had greeted his two brothers just now.

Heard they were called Weasley and George.

These are twins; they really look alike.

Wonder if Darren will grow up to look exactly like him.

That would be miserable.

Harry thought helplessly.

He wasn't handsome at all, and he was very thin and small; Dudley and his friends all called him a rat.

Hope Darren doesn't grow up like this.

He shook his head.

His gaze was fixed outside the window again. Why hasn't that boy come in yet?

The train is about to leave!

Harry wiped the window glass anxiously, worried that the boy would miss the train.

Just as he couldn't help but go find the boy, he suddenly saw a girl dragging the boy in hard.

"Senior Becky, wait, I still have to wait for my brother..." The boy struggled twice and said urgently.

But the girl interrupted him:

"You must be crazy. A Muggle-born wizard hasn't come in at this point; are you planning to return to your Muggle world?"

ps: Finally wrote to this point, finally don't have to worry about you saying I'm padding.