The sign on the train read: Hogwarts Express, 11 o'clock.
The two looked back and saw that the place where the ticket gate used to be had now become a wrought iron archway with the words: Platform 9 and 3/4 written on it.
The thick smoke from the steam locomotive lingered above the chattering crowd, and cats of various colors darted around under people's feet.
Amid the buzzing of the crowd and the noise of dragging heavy luggage, owls also hooted harshly, one calling the other.
"Ivan, I'm a little nervous."
Hermione kept looking around, her attention mainly focused on the little wizards who were similar to them.
The little witch was very worried that her magic level could not keep up with the teaching at Hogwarts, and she was also afraid that the little wizards from wizard families would look down on her.
"You have to believe in yourself, Hermione."
Ivan smiled and said, "You are very good, definitely not worse than them."
Ivan said this from the bottom of his heart. The half-month of getting along with each other allowed Ivan to see Hermione's talent.
In his estimation, if Hermione's talent is revealed in the form of attributes, except for the soul, mind, and physique, which cannot be judged.
Hermione's best attribute should be thinking attribute.
The little witch's memory and logical analysis ability are extremely amazing. Even Ivan, who has 3 points of thinking attribute, can't compare with her.
From this, it can be inferred that Hermione's thinking attribute is likely to have reached 4 points.
You know, reaching 3 points of attribute is outstanding, which means one in a million.
And like Hermione, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is rare to see someone like her in the magic world for decades.
'Except for thinking, Hermione's magic power should not be high, but only reached 2 points of excellence. '
However, Ivan thinks that Hermione's magic talent should also be in the forefront among the excellent ones, close to 3, but not reaching the level.
Then there is the attribute of will. Ivan thinks Hermione's self-discipline is amazing.
Think about it, a person who can spend all his time on studying and thinks that doing exercises, taking exams, and reciting are fun.
Ivan just wants to say that her perseverance is so terrifying.
Ivan can spend time learning magic, but Hermione is a super student who can memorize every book she has read.
Anyway, Ivan can never do Hermione's level.
Even if he has two lives, Ivan's willpower in his previous life is not that strong.
Therefore, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with not being as good as Hermione in terms of will.
In addition, the attribute is fixed, and it will not happen that the will of 12-year-old Hermione (Hermione's enrollment age is 12 years old) is 3, and the willpower increases after adulthood.
3 points of Will refers to growth, not the current value.
For example, suppose Hermione and Professor McGonagall both have a thinking attribute of 4, but the latter's thinking ability is obviously stronger than the former.
Similarly, Ivan's magic power is 5, but he can only say that he is stronger than the 11-year-old Dumbledore.
'Thinking 4, Magic 2, Will 3. '
Such attributes have surpassed most wizards, and Hermione in the original book finally became the Minister of Magic, which is a manifestation of her excellent talent.
"But I'm still a little worried."
Hermione began to recite the textbooks she had read before, so as to make herself forget the terrible future of being crushed by other little wizards.
This scene made Ivan chuckle a little.
"Let's go, let's find a seat."
Ivan and Hermione pushed the cart forward on the platform, ready to find an empty compartment.
The first few carriages were already crowded with students, some of them leaned out of the window to talk to their families, and some were playing in the seats.
Soon, the two found a compartment with only a round-faced boy sitting in it.
"Excuse me, can we sit here?"
Ivan used the levitation spell to make the trunks float behind him. Hermione poked her head out from behind him and looked at the boy in front of her carefully.
Well, he doesn't look very smart.
"Yes, you can."
The boy sat inside shyly, lowering his head and looking very shy.
"Ivan Ambrosius, this is my friend Hermione."
"Hermione Granger."
After the two sat down, they introduced themselves.
"My name is Neville."
Neville said timidly: "Neville Longbottom."
"Hello."
Ivan said to himself that the boy in front of him was the hidden savior in the original Harry Potter book, the Gryffindor Sword's chosen one.
Thinking so, Ivan manipulated the gift to let them float to a high place by themselves, and piled his own cage, Hermione's owl and Crookshanks' cage in the corner of the carriage.
"Amazing."
Neville was stunned by this scene: "How did you do it?"
"I mean..."
Neville: "You can do magic!"
"???"
Hermione was confused, she asked in confusion: "Are you from the Muggle world like us?"
"No, I, my family are all wizards."
Neville's voice was not loud, he looked at Ivan, his eyes full of envy and admiration: "But I, I can't do magic."
According to Neville's description, his talent was very poor, which made many members of his family think that he was not qualified to go to Hogwarts.
Once, Neville's uncle threw him out of the window thinking he was a squib, but he bounced up by himself without causing any harm, which made his family very happy.
"When they received the admission letter from Hogwarts, grandma and others were very happy."
Neville has a good personality.
Ivan and Hermione quickly became friends with him, and then began to share each other's experiences and family information.
Neville had no aversion to the fact that the two were born in Muggle world.
Although the Longbottom family is pure blood, they are not opposed to half-blood and Muggle wizards.
"Ivan, you are amazing."
This is the nth time Neville has said this. Hermione asked: "Ivan is of course amazing, but haven't you seen a young witch or wizard as smart as Ivan?"
In Hermione's opinion, children from wizard families must be very amazing.
They must have learned magic since childhood, and each of them is a knowledgeable genius.
Well, except Neville.
According to Neville, he doesn't know any magic.
Hermione thinks this should be an exception.
"I've never seen it."
The Longbottom family also has relatives and friends, but Neville has never seen a little wizard like Ivan who has mastered magic before entering school.
Especially when Ivan casts a spell, it seems that he doesn't even use a wand.
"How did you do it just now?"
Neville asked curiously: "I heard from my grandmother that you need a wand to cast magic, but even after getting a wand, I don't know how to cast magic."
"That's wandless spellcasting," Ivan said, then gestured to Hermione, adding, "Although Hermione can't do it yet, she's already mastered a lot of magic."
"Really?" Neville asked, sounding impressed.
"Ahem."
The little witch raised her head proudly, then elegantly drew out her wand, ready to show off a little in front of Neville. After all, he was the first little wizard from a wizarding family they had met, and Hermione wanted him to evaluate whether her level was good enough.
"Reparo!" Hermione noticed a tear in Neville's clothes and waved her wand, using the Mending Charm to fix the damage instantly.
"Oh! Thank you, thank you!" Neville hurriedly thanked her and praised, "Hermione, you're really good."
"Ah.. I am alright," Hermione said, lowering her head shyly. She hadn't wanted to lose to the little wizards from wizarding families, not because she liked showing off.
Hearing Neville's genuine praise suddenly made Hermione feel a little embarrassed.
As the three of them chatted, the train had already left London.
There was a sound of "click, click" in the aisle, and a smiling woman with dimples pushed open the compartment door and asked, "Anything from the trolley, dears? Would you like to buy some food?"
"I... I want a licorice wand," Neville said timidly.
Neville fumbled in his pocket, trying to find the pocket money his grandmother had given him. Meanwhile, Hermione, sitting next to Ivan, eyed the trolley eagerly, clearly curious about the food from the wizarding world.
"Hello," Ivan called out, taking a few Galleons from his pouch. "We'll take a bit of everything."
"Ivan!"
Hermione gasped, thinking he was being a bit extravagant.
But Ivan reassured her with a smile, saying he was eager to try all kinds of wizarding food and that they could always take whatever they didn't finish to Hogwarts. "Nothing will go to waste," he said.
Before long, their compartment was filled with an assortment of wizarding treats: Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Drooble's Best Blowing Gum, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands, and some other strange-looking foods they hadn't seen in Diagon Alley.
Ivan had spent thirteen silver Sickles and four bronze Knuts, which wasn't much considering how much they got.
"Child, would you like anything else?" the trolley lady asked.
On the other side of the compartment, Neville was still struggling to find his money.
"Come on, eat with us!" Ivan offered, noticing Neville's predicament and inviting him to share their snacks. This also conveniently stopped Hermione from insisting on paying for her share.
With Ivan footing the bill for all three of them, even Hermione couldn't refuse.
"Thank you," Neville said gratefully, looking at Ivan. "I always forget things; my memory's really bad."
Ivan, however, knew the real reason behind Neville's memory issues. It was likely the result of a Memory Charm cast on him when he was a child.
Despite this, Neville wasn't without talent—he simply hadn't yet had his breakthrough.
After all, Neville would go on to become the professor of Herbology at Hogwarts, proving his natural aptitude for magical plants.
"Let's eat," Ivan suggested. Both he and Hermione had only had a few slices of bread that morning and were already hungry.
Each of them grabbed a snack. Ivan opted for Chocolate Frogs, something he'd always found fascinating since watching the Harry Potter films. Hermione, on the other hand, chose a Licorice Wand, assuming it would be good since Neville, who came from a wizarding family, had seemed interested in it earlier.
"This is pretty interesting," Ivan remarked as he opened his box of Chocolate Frogs. The enchanted candy immediately jumped out, trying to escape.
But Ivan was quick. He stretched out his finger and, with a subtle wandless spell, froze the Chocolate Frog in mid-air using the Freezing Charm, one of the ten wandless magics he had mastered.
"Wow!" Neville gasped in awe, his round face full of amazement. His mouth hung open, and he didn't even notice the half-eaten Pumpkin Pastie slipping from his hands onto the table.
"Hey, snap out of it," Ivan said, waving his hand in front of Neville's face to get his attention. Then, he tapped the floating Chocolate Frog with his finger and asked, "So, how do you eat this? Just pop it into your mouth like this?"
"Uh, ah, yes, just eat it directly," Neville said, still a bit flustered.
"It feels a bit weird," Ivan muttered.
He didn't pay much attention to Neville's surprise. Instead, he played with the Chocolate Frog for a moment, contemplating the magic used to enchant it before finally putting it into his mouth.
The Chocolate Frog, as if realizing its impending fate, squirmed as Ivan bit into it. The sensation of the struggling chocolate made him frown.
"Yeah, it's better to bite off the head first," Neville suggested, speaking from experience as someone who had eaten countless Chocolate Frogs—earning himself the title of Chocolate Frog Killer.
"Ah~~" Hermione, nibbling on her Licorice Wand, frowned slightly. She understood Neville's intention, but the suggestion of biting off the frog's head still sounded a bit off-putting.
"Crunch, crunch," Ivan accepted Neville's advice and quickly chewed the chocolate.
As he bit into the frog, he noticed that the magic animating it seemed to dissipate, and with that, a rich, sweet flavor spread across his tongue.
"This is actually really good. I've never tasted chocolate like this before," Ivan remarked.
It was true, even across both of his lives, he had never experienced a flavor quite like it. The wizarding world certainly had its unique charms, and its food was no exception.
The three of them continued to chat and laugh, sharing stories about both the wizarding and Muggle worlds.
"Meow~~"
The sound of the cat's meow drew their attention. Hermione turned to Ivan and said, "Ivan, I think you forgot to let Yuumi out."
"Uh..." Ivan smacked his forehead in realization. He quickly used the Levitation Charm to bring down the cat carrier that had been placed up high.
"Meow~~(Humph!)"
Freed from the confines of the carrier, Yuumi, the ragdoll cat, meowed at Ivan with a hint of displeasure. Ivan quickly apologized, "I'll give you some treats, Yuumi. Please forgive me."
Yuumi grumbled for a bit before swinging her fluffy tail and making her way to the sofa to pick out some snacks that suited her taste.
"Yuumi, come here," Hermione called, waving her hand. Without hesitation, Yuumi grabbed a snack and leaped into Hermione's arms.
After half a month of living together, Yuumi had grown quite fond of Hermione. In fact, the cat seemed to prefer Hermione's company over Ivan's.
The little witch also let Crookshanks out of her carrier.
Suddenly, the carriage was filled with two cats—Yuumi, a delicate ragdoll cat, and Crookshanks, with her squashed persimmon-like face.
Both cats were female. Crookshanks was a bit older and had taken to caring for the smaller Yuumi while they were staying at Hermione's house.
"Merlin's Beard! Your pets! They are really adorable!" Neville remarked, admiring the pair of cats.
He couldn't help but think of his own pet, a toad named Trevor.
However, when Neville turned to introduce Trevor, his face paled—he suddenly realized his toad was missing.
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