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Chapter 5: On the Train
While Harry was dragging his heavy suitcase through the crowd, Wade had already found an empty compartment and sat down. While no one was around, he changed into his school robe in advance, took out "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them," and started reading.
In a month, Wade had roughly read all the books he bought. Among them, *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them* by Newt Scamander was his favorite. This love might also be due to the author—Newt Scamander is the protagonist of another Wizarding World film series. He has a deep affection for all kinds of magical creatures and owns a magic box that Wade finds incredibly fascinating.
After a while, the compartment door suddenly opened. A little brown-haired girl stood at the door, looked around, and then asked, "Excuse me, is there anyone else sitting here?"
Wade glanced at her rather conspicuous front teeth and said, "No."
"Oh."
The little girl dragged her box in. After sitting down, she raised her head and said, "Hello, I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger."
Wade put down his book, stretched out his hand, and said, "Wade Gray."
"Are you reading *Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them*? So, you are a first-year student this year? Me too! By the way, I've memorized all the contents of this book, and of course, the other textbooks as well." Hermione said with a bit of pride. "I also practiced a few simple spells, and they all worked. For example, like this—*Lumos*!"
The tip of her wand lit up with a soft glow.
"Although I didn't memorize the textbook," Wade said, taking out his wand, "Lumos!"
The two small light bulbs reflected each other, as if they were proof of being kindred spirits. Hermione grinned and whispered with a bit of yearning, "It's amazing, isn't it?"
Wade nodded silently.
Hermione suddenly remembered something and quickly explained, "Oh, I'm a Muggle-born. No one in my family knows magic. This kind of trick should be commonplace for you, right?"
Wade said, "No, my parents don't know magic either."
"Then we can help each other at school," Hermione said happily. "I mean, children from wizarding families must have studied with their parents since they were young and mastered a lot of magic, right? I don't want to be the worst among the students."
"Don't worry about that," Wade couldn't help laughing. "I'm sure there aren't many people who can memorize the textbook. Maybe you are the only one. You are really amazing, Miss Granger."
"Well, this... actually doesn't... uh... I mean, some of the content is quite difficult, and there are some spells that I didn't dare to try at home because the book said that saying the wrong spell will have terrible consequences." Hermione stammered, blushing.
When she was embarrassed, the door of the compartment was pushed open again. Hermione breathed a sigh of relief and immediately looked towards the door.
A boy with a round face stood hesitantly at the door and asked, "I'm sorry, can I sit here?"
"Of course, come in!" Hermione said enthusiastically.
The boy put the box away awkwardly, sat down, and wrung his fingers nervously, as if he rarely interacted with others.
Hermione took the initiative and said, "Hello. I'm Hermione Granger, and this is Wade Gray. We are both first-year students—what is your name?"
"Neville," he said, "My name is Neville Longbottom. Well, a first-year too."
"Oh, are you also from a Muggle family?" Hermione asked curiously.
Neville lowered his head, "No...my parents are both wizards."
"Then you must know a lot of magic?" Hermione said. "I have only mastered a few simple spells *Lumos* and *Reparo*, but the Petrification spell is still a bit uncertain. It should be *Petrificus Totalus*, or *Petrificus Totalus*?"
Neville was confused, "Pe-Petri what?"
Hermione blinked, as if she didn't understand what he was asking.
Neville said with a sad face, "I...actually I haven't even mastered *Lumos* yet!"
"Oh." Hermione was a little disappointed, but also a little happy. She puffed up her chest slightly and said, "Well, it doesn't matter, I can teach you—I mean—we can learn from each other..."
Neville looked like he was about to cry.
"Neville," Wade suddenly said, "What is moving in your pocket?"
Neville looked down and said, "Ah, it's my pet. It always likes to run around."
He took out a black-gray toad from his pocket, held it in his palm, and happily introduced it to the two of them, "Look, it's called Trevor."
Wade and Hermione leaned back in unison, trying to distance themselves from the ugly creature without being noticed by Neville.
The short and fat toad stretched its legs, jumped out of Neville's hand, and happened to hop out the compartment door that Neville had left open. Mr. Trevor
ran to freedom without hesitation and disappeared after two bounces.
Neville looked at his empty palm, froze for two seconds, and screamed, "Trevor
!"
He chased out, and Wade heard the sound of the boy accidentally hitting the corridor walls.
The two people in the compartment looked at each other.
Hermione whispered, "Although it is written in the notice... I originally thought that no one would keep a toad as a pet!"
Wade nodded sympathetically. He knew that some golden, pink, or emerald green toads were indeed pretty, but how could anyone really like those gray, pimple-covered toads?
Neville just really liked his toad.
After a while, the boy came back wiping his tears and said tearfully, "I didn't find it—everyone said they didn't see it—"
Wade advised him, "The train is closed. If you look for it when you get off the train, you will definitely find it." Presumably no one would steal a toad.
Neville was not comforted, and tears were still falling down.
Seeing that he was really sad, Hermione sighed helplessly, stood up, and said, "I'll go look for him with you."
She asked Wade with her eyes, and Wade shook his head.
Hermione and Neville left, and the originally noisy compartment immediately became quiet. Wade looked out the window and saw the rolling hills slowly moving back.
He knew that if he went to look for toads with Hermione and Neville, he would meet Harry and Ron, and eleven-year-olds could easily become friends. In this way, the trio might become a group of four.
But after thinking for a long time, Wade still felt that there was no need to cling to the protagonist's group because what attracted him was not the adventure story of ordinary students fighting against the Dark Lord. The magic itself was interesting enough.
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