[HPDH] Glass color

[A white mist prevented Harry from seeing what was right in front of him. Harry and his wife, Ginny, walked side by side in the crowd at King's Cross train station.They were pushing a trolley in each hand, the roof of the luggage cart was rattling, and the owl in the cage was howling and flapping its thick feathered wings.Harry's red-haired youngest daughter, Lily, grabbed Harry's arm and followed behind her two brothers with tears in her eyes.

Passengers eyed the owl curiously as the Potters made their way through the traffic toward the partition wall between platforms 9 and 10.

Amidst the noise, Harry seemed to hear his little daughter Lily saying something to him aggrievedly, while Ginny was scolding the two sons who were arguing about the sorting issue.

The eldest son James took the cart from his mother Ginny and ran quickly, disappearing into the wall in an instant.Harry and the others pushed the second car forward together after James disappeared, gradually accelerating.As they approached the partition wall, youngest son Albus flinched, but there was no collision, and the Potter family all came to platform nine and three-quarters.

The platform was shrouded in a large amount of white mist sprayed by the red Hogwarts Express train. Indistinct figures surged in the mist, and Harry was wearing black-rimmed glasses. It was difficult for him to adapt to the haze. I frowned.The eldest son, James, was out of sight, and Harry thought he heard Percy Weasley's voice, lecturing about broomstick management, and Harry was glad he didn't have to stop to say hello.

Four figures slowly appeared in the mist, standing beside the last carriage.Harry pulled his three family members closer and saw the faces of the four figures clearly. They were the Ron Weasley family. Their eldest daughter, Rose, was also entering school this year.

The two families greeted each other happily, and Harry felt that Ron was talking to him about some trivial life chores in that fog, such as about the Muggle driving test.Then, Ron and Harry helped to carry Albus's box and the owl onto the train. The youngest daughter Lily, who was too young to go to school, and Ron's youngest son, Hugo, were chirping about their future. Which house will be assigned to Hogwarts.

In the thicker and thicker fog, Harry turned his attention to the left, a little 50 meters away, it seemed that the steam suddenly dissipated, and three distinct figures stood in the floating fog.

Draco Malfoy stood with his wife, Astoria Greengrass, and their son, Scorpius Malfoy.Draco's simple but elegant black trench coat buttoned up to his throat, his face was still pale, his forehead was a little bald, which made his chin more pointed.Little Scorpius is almost a double of Draco, just as Albus is a double of Harry.Draco noticed that Harry was looking at him, narrowed his gray-blue eyes, nodded coldly, and turned away.

Harry felt his heart tremble slightly at that moment, perhaps because of Draco's indifference.

Then, the steam that began to roll like a cloud thickened again, and Harry could no longer see Draco's pale face clearly. Before he could say anything, his attention was caught by the voice of his eldest son James. Attracted, "Teddy is over there, I just met! Guess what he's doing? Kissing Victoire!"

(Teddy is the widowed son of Lupine and Tonks and godson of Harry, and Victoire is the daughter of Bill and Fleur.)

There was some conversation that followed, Harry felt like he was listening, but quickly dropped it.Then, special blue-purple flames shot up into the sky, the Hogwarts Express whistled loudly, and the carriages of the red train began to close. The blurred figures of the parents rushed forward, kissing and exhorting the children at the last moment.

The youngest son, Albus, jumped onto the train, and Ginny closed the door behind him.The train moved, and Harry followed the train a few quick steps forward, looking at his youngest son's thin, already glowing face.Harry kept smiling, waving his hand, and suddenly a small sadness hit his heart, watching his son drift away... the last vapor dissipated in the autumn air, the train turned, and Harry waved goodbye Hands are still in the air.

Harry put his hand down and accidentally touched the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead. The scar hadn't hurt for 19 years, and everything was peaceful.He turned around and saw Draco's tall, black and thin back, getting further and further away from him.

When Harry opened his mouth and was about to say something, Ginny put her arm around his arm, stopping him from moving. ]

——The above dream content is adapted from the last chapter of "Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows"

Then?Then, Harry's dream about the future awoke.

He was woken by the female conductor of the Knight Bus, who had a round face, wearing a purple work uniform, a pair of big protruding ears, and a lot of acne on her face.

All this reminded Harry of the first time he rode the Knight Bus, and the conductor at that time was a young boy who seemed to be called Stan Sampak.Yes, that's the name, Harry thought for sure.The male conductor was cast with the Imperius Curse by the Death Eaters after Voldemort's second rise, and participated in the hunt for Harry, who was only 17 years old at the time.

The female conductor had an overly cautious and flattering expression on her young face, she was even a little nervous, and her high-pitched voice was like a house elf, not flattering, "Bo...Mr. Potter, Hog...Wats ...Ci, right now, it's about to arrive."

Harry frowned secretly, he didn't like the way the conductor kept staring at the lightning scar on his forehead.But Harry is a gentle person, he always thinks of others first habitually.Especially after the Battle of Hogwarts, he experienced many things that he could not imagine. For example, Professor Snape, who he always thought hated him, actually wanted to protect him all the time, and in the end, in order to protect him, in front of him died.

This cognition made Harry subconsciously change his attitude in the past few years.He always likes everyone from the bottom of his heart, until that person really gives him a reason enough to hate him.He was casting another version of himself, a Harry Potter who was too good to believe in the whole world, and who even sympathized with the childhood Voldemort.

So, Harry smiled gently at the female conductor, maintaining his usual gentlemanly and modest attitude, "Thank you for the reminder, er..." Harry looked up at the name tag on the female conductor's chest, "Sang Ms. Parker."

Sam Park?Harry paused, what a coincidence, wasn't it?It has the same surname as the male conductor.

"Oh, it's nothing." The female conductor Sampak smiled shyly. She used the small notepad in her hand to cover her blushing cheeks. Although Harry didn't mean to offend, he had to think that way, female The behavior of the conductor is extremely stupid.Just when Harry was about to reply politely, he realized that the female conductor's thoughts were obviously not over yet, "Almighty Merlin, Harry Potter talked to me, and he said 'thank you' to me, Merlin Beard, I'm going to write to my brother to show off."

Harry smiled unnaturally, he thought, even if he had not received special Auror training, he could still hear the voice of the female conductor who seemed to be "deliberately lowered".

Fortunately, the Knight Bus saved Harry with a very distinctive sudden brake.Hogwarts is here, he's here.Although when the car was parked, as usual, everything in the car was almost thrown out of the car window, including Harry, but he was still full of gratitude, because he finally didn't have to talk to the female conductor.

Harry got out of the bus with his simple suitcase. Harry turned around and looked back at the Knight Bus on the third floor. Seeing that all the passengers were sticking their noses to the windows and looking at him, he smiled gently and greeted them wave goodbye.

Harry easily directed the suitcase to float near him with his wand, and then walked down the driveway to Hogwarts Castle.The last time he'd been down this road was after his fifth-year Christmas holidays, when he was with Ron, Hermione, who said she'd knit some elf hats before bed, and Harry and Ron. They looked at each other and smiled wryly.Those conversations seemed like yesterday.

Of course, Hermione has not forgotten her "vomiting"* so far, and she spares no effort and is more planned and step-by-step.Truth be told, she was recently in the Division of Law Enforcement trying to pass a house elf labor rights protection law.

The author has something to say: Hermione's "vomit": SPEW, which stands for Society for the Advancement of House-Elf Rights.Hermione was created in 1995 when she was a fourth year at Hogwarts.The original members were Harry (Secretary) and Ron (Treasurer).The association's slogan is - Stop Cruelty and Improve the Legal Status of Our Fantastic Creature Friends.

Draco said: Want to collect, leave a message, don't give?Tell my dad!

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