Bab 180: Back to Hogwarts. . . . Again
The next week, Arth called the Knight Bus and the entire group made their way to King's Cross. They were very relieved to get out at King's Cross as Ron and Hermione felt like they were going to hurl. Scarlett did her best to contain her food, however, Arth could tell that she was not in tip top condition.
Arth was used to getting onto platform nine and three-quarters by now. It was a simple matter of walking straight through the ap- parently solid barrier dividing platforms nine and ten. The only tricky part was not having anything to bar your way into the station, like what happened with a certain elf.
They did it in groups today; Harry, Ron, and Hermione (the most conspicuous, since they were accompanied by Pigwidgeon and Crookshanks) went first, and then Arthur and Scarlett.
The Hogwarts Express, a gleaming scarlet steam engine, was already there, clouds of steam billowing from it, through which the many Hogwarts students and parents on the platform appeared like dark ghosts.
Pigwidgeon became noisier than ever in response to the hooting of many owls through the mist. They set off to find seats, and were soon stowing their luggage in a compartment halfway along the train. They then hopped back down onto the platform to say good-bye to their family.
"I might be seeing you all sooner than you think," said Charlie, grinning, as he hugged Ginny good-bye.
"Why?" said Fred keenly.
"You'll see," said Charlie. "Just don't tell Percy I mentioned it . . . it's 'classified information, until such time as the Ministry sees fit to release it,' after all."
"Yeah, I sort of wish I were back at Hogwarts this year," said Bill, hands in his pockets, looking almost wistfully at the train.
"Why?" said George impatiently.
"You're going to have an interesting year," said Bill, his eyes twinkling. "I might even get time off to come and watch a bit of it. . . ."
"A bit of what?" said Ron.
But at that moment, the whistle blew, and Mrs. Weasley chivvied them toward the train doors.
At that moment, Mr. Kingscrown pulled Arth aside.
"I do not care if you enter son, but I want you to understand that you must be ready to face the consequences if you do."
Arth let out a grin.
"I'm not planning on entering. Don't want all the fame you see."
"That's ok. Me and your Mother are going to be gone for Christmas. We have to track down the Soviet Wizards before they cause more damage. Plus, I doubt you want to go home knowing that "that" event is taking place this year. Enjoy your time at school son."
"I will."
Scarlett came over and pulled Arthur back to Mrs. Weasley's group.
"It's going to be very exciting — mind you, I'm very glad they've changed the rules —" said Mrs. Weasley, smiling.
"What rules?" said Harry, Ron, Fred, and George together.
"I'm sure Professor Dumbledore will tell you. . . . Now, behave, won't you? Won't you, Fred? And you, George?"
The pistons hissed loudly and the train began to move.
"Tell us what's happening at Hogwarts!" Fred bellowed out of the window as Mrs. Weasley, Bill, and Charlie sped away from them. "What rules are they changing?"
Arth, Scarlett, Harry, Ron, and Hermione went back to their compartment. The thick rain splattering the windows made it very difficult to see out of them. Ron undid his trunk, pulled out his maroon dress robes, and flung them over Pigwidgeon's cage to muffle his hooting.
Scarlett let out a yawn.
"Arth, I'm tired. I'm going to sleep."
Without bothering to listen to Arth's opinion, Scarlett transformed into a snake and slithered up Arth's Arm, not before sending Hermione a smug look, however.
The rain became heavier and heavier as the train moved farther north. The sky was so dark and the windows so steamy that the lanterns were lit by midday. The lunch trolley came rattling along the corridor, and Harry bought a large stack of Cauldron Cakes for them to share.
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