Hogwarts from another world

"Hello, nice to meet you." Matthew had already vaguely guessed the identity of the girl in front of him, and he took the initiative to extend his hand: "My name is Matthew, Matthew Wakefield."

"Hermione, Hermione Granger"

There was a handshake between the two children.

Then, they moved their luggage together and walked towards the car.

"It's really amazing, isn't it? I mean, we didn't know anything about the existence of such a magical world before." The little girl spoke very quickly: "When the prefect introduced the existence of Hogwarts to me At that time, I was really surprised and very happy that there must be too many things in this world that are unfamiliar to us.”

"Yeah, it's amazing," Matthew replied perfunctorily.

For some reason, he thought of the book sinking at the bottom of the suitcase.

"But going to Hogwarts means leaving my parents for seven years. To be honest, I cried for a long time. I wrote a letter and asked him to bring it to my parents. I hope they don't worry about me being in magic. The life of the world." Hermione continued:

"Of course, these are indeed disappointing, but I have come out of my sadness. As far as I know, this is the best magic school. I have read all the textbooks. If it weren't for the time, Short, I will definitely endorse them all. Of course, I just hope this is useful."

Matthew was suddenly stunned.

Because he suddenly remembered his parents in this world.

To be honest, I have only been in contact with them for less than three months. I may have some feelings for them, but they won't be too deep.

But during the few days he spent in the Leaky Cauldron, he hardly thought of them once.

Are you too indifferent?

No, even if I try to recall it now, I only have a vague impression of the British couple's appearance in my mind. Can't even recall their faces, what they looked like specifically.

There is also the "home" in Northampton where I stayed for three months. Now I can't think of anything except the lawn at the door where I often lie on it.

"Wakefield" Hermione Granger's somewhat dissatisfied voice sounded from beside her: "Are you listening?"

"Sorry, I was a little distracted just now." Matthew apologized quickly.

"Nothing." Hermione continued to say with some enthusiasm: "Speaking of which, do you know which house you will be assigned to? I have asked everywhere. I hope to be assigned to Ravenclaw. Everyone said that it is the best place. A good school; the Minister of Magic, Millicent Bagno, graduated from there. People say that she is the most popular minister in the past hundred years. Of course, Hufflepuff is not too bad; but I think if I Being sorted into Gryffindor, I might drop out of school, what do you think?"

"" Matthew didn't know what to say, so he could only nodded.

Fortunately, they managed to find an empty box. Matthew was also very personable and helped Hermione move her suitcase onto the steps.

"This train is so spacious." After finishing, Hermione Granger looked at everything around her curiously: "On the train we had before, it was hard to imagine that one person could occupy such a large space."

Then, she gently placed the cat in her arms on the ground: "Okay, Crookshanks, you can move around a bit."

The big ginger cat, as soon as it left its owner's arms, rushed towards Matthew Wakefield's suitcase. Its target was the toad in the mesh bag outside the suitcase, but it just sniffed it vigorously, suddenly realized that this kind of thing was inedible, and then left in despair.

Toad took advantage of this moment and let out a "croak".

"Is your pet a toad?" The girl's curiosity was aroused again.

"Obviously." Matthew shrugged. He suddenly felt that it was impossible for him to be clean during his trip to Hogwarts.

"Well, your taste is really unique." Hermione glanced at the toad, and then quickly looked away: "I have never considered a toad. At first, I wanted to buy an owl, and then I saw Crewe Keshan, it is so beautiful; and the witch said that it has been there for a long time, and no one wants it, how pitiful it is."

Matthew took a closer look at the cat's weird persimmon face, bow legs, and fluffy soft ginger fur. It was difficult to associate the word "beautiful" with the cat in front of him.

"Your taste is also very unique," he thought to himself.

But at this moment, the sliding door of the box opened and a boy broke in.

"Sorry, is there anyone here?" He pointed to the seat next to Hermione.

"No." Hermione moved her body and made room for him on the ground.

"OK, thanks"

Matthew took a look at the boy. He was about the same age as himself and Hermione. His face looks slightly round, but he is very tall and thin. He is wearing a neat wizard robe and looks quite handsome.

"Are you also a freshman at Hogwarts?" The boy moved his suitcase onto the steps. Along with the suitcase was a snow-white owl in a cage. He turned around and asked.

"Yes." Matthew and Hermione said in unison.

"That's such a coincidence." The boy smiled: "My name is Neville Longbottom, and I am also a first-year student at Hogwarts."

"Neville Longbottom" Matthew said subconsciously.

It is unbelievable that it is difficult to connect the tall, thin, handsome boy in front of me with the timid, forgetful little fat man in his memory.

"Have you heard of my name?" Neville glanced at Matthew in surprise.

"Sorry, I have a little impression of the surname Longbottom." Matthew quickly explained: "I am Matthew Wakefield."

"Hermione Granger."

Neville stood up and shook hands with the other two children in the box.

"Are you from a wizarding family?" Hermione looked at Neville with interest.

"Yes, our whole family is a wizard." Neville smiled innocently, and this smile reminded people of Matthew's memory of him in his previous life.

"Oh, can you introduce them?" Hermione's interest suddenly became more intense.

"My parents are both Aurors who work for the Ministry of Magic. They are both very good wizards," Neville introduced with pride.

"That's really awesome." Hermione obviously understood the meaning of the word Auror, and explained to Matthew: "It is equivalent to the elite police in the Muggle world."

"Are they all Ravenclaw graduates?" Hermione continued to ask.

"No" Neville shook his head: "Our whole family is Gryffindor graduates."

The smile on the girl's face suddenly froze. She glanced at Neville Lombard suspiciously, and then subconsciously kept a certain distance from him.

Then, the box suddenly became a little deserted.

Matthew smiled, and then suddenly asked: "Neville, may I ask Ms. Augusta Longbottom, does it have anything to do with you? I seem to have heard of this name somewhere."

"That's my grandma." Neville didn't seem to want to mention this matter, and simply replied: "She passed away in the 1940s, not long after my father was born."

"Okay, I'm sorry."

"nothing"