Chapitre 7: Interaction on the train
He was finally on platform 9¾, and he was very happy that his departure to Hogwarts was a week before school started.
It was enough to observe a little to find the platform. Then he was looking at the black and red magic train, one of the most beautiful vehicles in the world, which he fell in love with as a child. The steam coming out of the train, the eccentric dressing styles of the people around and the atmosphere around really reminded him of when he was a kid.
How sad to be an emotionless cunt. After 2 seconds of interest, he got on the train. He didn't have an owl-like Harry. He dragged his suitcase, looking for an empty cabin. He jumped into the first empty cabin he found, put his suitcase in the space above the seats, and sat down.
This beginning of the magical journey has adorned the dreams of every person who knows this series for a while, and for him, it was a daily journey. This was his reality. It may look beautiful from the outside, but if you live in this world, you felt the darkness.
"Racism, wizards' unrestrained powers, and a completely biased justice system. It's not much different from the real world, is it hahaha?" thought Henry.
Anyway, he was reading the book he bought the second time went to Diagon Alley, which contained a theory about magic. He had already put on the school uniform, and he was fascinated to be comfortable enough.
After a while, there was a knock on the door of his cabin, and next to him stood a girl with blond hair and ice-blue eyes, and a girl with dark chestnut hair.
"Hello, can we share the cabin?" said the dark chestnut-haired girl.
"Of course, I'm Pearce, Henry Pearce" he pulled James Bond and invited them to the cabin.
The girls looked at each other and settled into the cabin, then the chestnut-haired one said, "I'm Davis, Tracey Davis," jokingly continuing. "This is my friend Daphne Greengrass," said Tracey, pointing to the blue-eyed one.
Henry nodded and said, "Nice to meet you. I'm muggle-born, so I don't know exactly how to address it. Please forgive me if I'm wrong."
He saw Daphne squint her eyes slightly, but she quickly corrected it.
"Ahh baby, it was hard sometimes being someone as talented as me in occlumency and legilimency. I've been reflexively reading the thoughts of those around me within 2 meters for the last 6 months. Reading the minds of two 11-year-old girls was like a limit to my moral understanding, but it was necessary." thought Henry.
'His speech isn't for his age, but I think even if he's a well-educated muggle-born. It's better than being a fool,' thought Daphne.
Tracey, on the other hand, had thoughts that I didn't want to know, 'What a sweet, will it be Daph's or mine?' thought.
"My ass wasn't aware of who she was playing with." thought Henry.
After a little more conversation, after he gave the image of someone who was not interested and boring, he turned to his book, and they talked among themselves.
By this time, the train had already taken off, and the surroundings were covered with lush green scenery.
Suddenly the door of the cabin opened, and Hermione and Neville behind they appeared in the cabin. I couldn't care less about this sequence.
Gradually, time passed, and we got closer to Hogwarts.
"I wasn't going to mess with the philosopher's stone from afar. I was planning to abide by the evening bans for a while. Like Harry, I didn't have one of the Deathly Hallows, and it wasn't certain that Axy could materialise inside Hogwarts. Even if it did, it wasn't certain that it wouldn't draw Dumbledore's attention. I checked, I wasn't Parseltongue. I wanted to do magic with this tongue, but I will go ahead with potatoes in hand." thought Henry.
As always, he had short-term and long-term plans, and right now his biggest concern was that the sorting hat would break while trying to read his mind.
"What maniac puts the sun on his mind, right? Anyway, my precaution for this is to invite him to my mind as soon as it is put on my mind because as far as I know from movies and forums, none of his students share their information." thought Henry.
The train started to slow down. "Ladies, I'll be at the cabin door," said Henry and, he came out of the cabin, they had to change, and he wasn't interested in their response, you could communicate with your mind without speaking when you reached the level of mind reading in a certain area.
Occlumency and Legilimency abilities were a blessing. He doesn't know if his magic is more or less, but being skilled in these two areas can be worth anything.
After a while, the cabin door opened, and then the train stopped.
He did not touch his suitcase, after all, he knew that the Hogwarts house-elves would carry it to his room in the dormitory of the house he was assigned to. He joined the crowd that got off the train. The area was incredible. As a modern-day person, the late '80s were already impressive.
The magic and environmental effects that fluctuated from the ley line were out-of-this-world. Hagrid was collecting freshman years, and he walked over to where he was. "Hello Harry, how was your trip?" ask Hagrid, saw Harry.
"The stupid giant. Are you pointing at a child who has just come out of hell, timid and unaware of his reputation in this world? Thanks to the conspiracy, Harry could die for me. Fuck it, he was manipulated and died anyway, hahaha." thought Henry.
Hagrid took us to the boats, as is the Hogwarts ritual, and said, "4 people per boat."
"Man, it's pitch black and we're carrying an oil lamp. Does anyone remember us being wizards? Sometimes I feel like I'm in a movie or matrix." thought Henry.
État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
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