Chapter 885: Meeting

Sean was the first to get on the train, and Professor Marcus Marcus Maige's gaze remained on the train.

Not until the young wizard's figure flashed past the window did Professor Marcus Marcus Maige calmly disappear from the station.

Where she disappeared, next to the third pillar, Mrs. Wei Silai hugged Harry one extra time; Harry felt a bit embarrassed, but he was still very happy inside.

"You must take care, you know, Harry?"

She said, straightening up, a strange light flickering in her eyes.

She opened that huge handbag and said:

"I made sandwiches for all of you. Remember to give this portion to that Green child...

It's really strange, he and Professor Marcus Marcus Maige are always together...

Here, Harry, and you, Luo En... no, not the corned beef one... Fred? Where did Fred go? Here, dear..."

"Harry,"

Mr. Wei Silai approached and said in a low voice,

"Come over here for a second."

He tilted his head toward a pillar, and Harry walked behind the pillar with him, while the others followed Sean's footsteps onto the train.

On the train.

Sean walked forward along the aisle; they hadn't arrived late, but most of the compartments were already full, except for those at the back of the train.

"Sean—could you slow down—"

Jia Siting was the first to catch up, and beside him was Hemin carrying a pet basket.

Sean paused, and entered the compartment with Jia Siting and Hemin.

There was only one person in the compartment, a man sleeping soundly by the window.

Jia Siting and Hemin stood at the door and looked.

The Hogwarts Express was generally a student-only train; except for the witch pushing the cart selling food, they had never seen other adults on the train before.

This stranger was wearing a neat wizard's robe, but the robe had been patched in several places.

He looked sickly and had no energy at all.

Although he still looked young, his light brown hair was already a bit gray.

"Um... who is he?"

Hemin asked in a low voice, at which point they closed the sliding door and chose the seat furthest from the window to sit down.

"Our store manager."

Jia Siting said happily.

"What store manager?"

Hemin was stunned.

Before Jia Siting could answer, Harry, Luo En, and Nawei broke into the room.

"Everyone is here!"

Luo En said happily.

The Hogwarts Express carriage was very spacious; although it was difficult to accommodate six young wizards, it was very easy for Luo En and the others, who had put their luggage in the next compartment, to stay for a while.

"Your sandwiches."

Harry didn't forget Mrs. Wei Silai's exhortation.

"Steak sandwich, thank you, Harry."

Jia Siting took it happily.

"Blueberry..."

Hemin looked inside happily.

Several people cast their gazes toward Sean; without a doubt, the sandwich in his hand had almost been made into a pumpkin pie.

Sean treasured the sandwich and put it away.

"Who is he?"

Luo En discovered the sleeping wizard.

"Professor R. J. Lu Ping."

Jia Siting said immediately in a low voice.

"How do you know?"

Luo En asked curiously.

Hemin was also very confused; hadn't she just heard about a store manager or something?

However, she did know that Jia Siting and Sean had opened a bookstore, where the old manager didn't always appear, but often wore a hood and tidied up the shop all day.

She heard that he was leaving recently, specifically evidenced by the fact that this old manager had been interviewing new wizard managers at high intensity for several days in a row.

Hemin also heard that his requirements were terrifyingly high...

"He is Green's Bookstore..."

Hemin answered subconsciously.

"It's written on his trunk."

Unexpectedly, Jia Siting pointed to the luggage rack above the man's head and answered.

There was a ragged little trunk there, tied with many ropes, the ropes neatly knotted, and Professor R. J. Lu Ping's name was printed on a corner of the trunk, the letters already peeling a bit.

The little trunk looked like it was about to fall apart, but it was entwined by a magical vine; every time the trunk was deformed by the shaking train, the vine, which seemed to have vitality, would bind it tight.

No one knew who had cast this Transfiguration spell.

Except for Lu Ping himself and...

"Oh, Sean, look, what a great Transfiguration spell...

I know you did this; I mean, it's not fair."

Jia Siting said in a low voice with some feigned resentment.

"You don't have a broken trunk."

Sean said.

"I could have one." ===== CHAPTER 886 =====