MM Racing Chapter 88 It's the first day of school again.
Chapter 88 It's the first day of school again.
September 1st is the first day of school at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Before 11 a.m., a magical world express train will be waiting at Platform 9¾ at King's Cross Station in London to pick up the wizarding students and take them to school.
The young wizards need to pass through the wall between platforms 9 and 10 after entering the station to reach that special platform.
That morning, the Grangers dropped Qin Yu and Hermione off at the station entrance. As they watched the two children walk into the station, Mrs. Granger finally couldn't hold back her tears and covered her mouth.
Last year we saw one go, this year we've seen both of them leave!
Mrs. Granger couldn't hold back any longer as she watched Qin push his luggage and Hermione follow closely behind, gradually disappearing into the crowd.
“Jenny, they’ll be back soon,” Mr. Granger said reassuringly, putting his arm around his wife’s shoulder.
“But… I’m really worried about Hermione…” Mrs. Granger said, sobbing as she leaned against her husband’s chest.
This is the first time their daughter has been away from them for so long; she won't be back until the Christmas holidays.
“No problem, with Qin here, I believe he will take good care of Hermione,” Mr. Granger gently patted his wife’s back and continued to comfort her.
Yes, even Mr. Granger himself would worry if his daughter went to study in such a far and mysterious place by herself. However, Qin has always been a very reliable child, and after a year of study, she has become more and more mature. Mr. Granger feels very reassured that his daughter is being taken care of by Qin.
His words clearly had an effect, and Mrs. Granger's emotions quickly calmed down.
“Well then, Jenny, with the two little ones away, I think we can think about our plans for this weekend,” Mr. Granger said to his wife with a smile, seizing the opportunity.
"What are the plans for this weekend?" Mrs. Granger murmured, her pretty face blushing at the end.
The two had been married for many years, and she certainly understood the meaning behind her husband's words.
“Yes, we can go out for a drive this weekend. I’ve heard that Cockworth is a pretty nice town, we could go there and stay for a couple of days,” Mr. Granger said, sharing his idea.
“Hmm, I think that’s a good idea.” Mrs. Granger nodded, feigning calmness, but her mind was already racing with all sorts of thoughts.
Yes, it seems like it's been a long time since they've planned their weekends like this since they had their daughter.
Mrs. Granger's initial melancholy over her daughter's departure for school was greatly eased by her husband's words, and she began to look forward to their upcoming time together as a couple.
“Ha ha, Harry, go on and find your Platform 9¾. I hope it’s been built in time.” A loud laugh reached the Grangers’ ears.
They turned around at the sound and saw a chubby middle-aged man placing a heavy suitcase on a trolley and handing the trolley to a black-haired boy wearing glasses.
The fat man noticed someone was looking at him, so he looked curiously in the direction of the Grangers, who smiled and nodded at him.
After all, the person who can name Platform 9¾ is probably the parent of a young wizard.
The fat man paused for a moment, nodded at them, and then, as if he didn't want to talk to them any longer, quickly left and got into a car parked not far away.
The little boy with glasses pushed his bike into the station alone, probably looking for that special platform.
……
Qin Yu and Hermione waited for Harry Potter by the wall between Platform 9 and Platform 10.
This was something they agreed upon in their letter, because Harry Potter didn't know exactly where that platform was.
"Qin! We've finally met again!" Harry exclaimed excitedly upon seeing Qin Yu.
For the remaining month of summer vacation, he was looking forward to this day, because his life at his aunt and uncle's house was not pleasant. Even though they had changed their attitude towards him, he felt more and more like an outsider.
"You look much better, Harry." Qin Yu looked at the boy and felt that he was in much better spirits, at least not as listless as when they first met.
"Hi, Harry Potter, I'm Hermione, Hermione Granger!" Hermione greeted Harry Potter and extended her hand solemnly.
“I was just guessing, you must be Hermione, nice to meet you!” Harry quickly extended his hand and shook it politely.
"Huh? You know my name?" Hermione asked, somewhat surprised.
“Of course, you’re Qin’s sister. He’s told me about you, and I’ve always wanted to meet you!” Harry said happily.
"Oh, I see... So, what did he say about me?" Hermione said, smiling as she narrowed her eyes and looked at Qin Yu.
hiss~
Qin Yu's heart skipped a beat.
He thought back carefully and realized that Hermione had only been mentioned in Gringotts' underground vault.
Moreover, at that time, I triggered a forced backtracking, during which I must have said a lot of bad things about this girl, such as that she was greedy, restless in her sleep, and sucking her fingers while reading.
Fortunately, he corrected himself on the last occasion and didn't say anything too outrageous.
"He said you two have a good relationship, often go shopping together, and have eaten a lot of delicious food together in Diagon Alley." Harry simply repeated what Qin Yu had said about Hermione.
Hermione nodded in satisfaction, then took Qin Yu's hand, raised her chin, and gave him a haughty snort.
"Alright, we should go in now." Qin Yu rubbed the girl's little hand a couple of times and urged her on.
"Mmm, it's time to go." Hermione said, her face slightly flushed, trying to sound natural.
"So, how do I get there?" Harry asked, scratching his head.
He genuinely didn't know where Platform 9¾ was.
However, he wasn't too worried, because with Qin here, he was sure he wouldn't get lost.
Just as the three were about to enter the platform, two voices shouted:
"Qin, wait for us!"
"Qin, we're here!"
Harry turned around and saw two identical red-haired boys, a little taller than him, about the same height as Qin.
Behind them followed a group of people.
"George, Fred! Mrs. Weasley, Bill, Percy, Ron, Ginny, and this little brother, hello!"
Qin Yu felt that, putting everything else aside, greeting the Weasleys was indeed a bit of a verbal chore.
The Weasleys greeted Qin Yu with smiles, and Mrs. Weasley even praised him for becoming more handsome and taller.
"Bill, why are you back again?" Qin Yu asked, puzzled.
"Although what you said sounds strange, I must explain that I came back on serious business."
As Bill spoke, he introduced the little boy beside him, “This is Adam, a little wizard from an Egyptian Muggle family. I was sent by Gringotts in Egypt to bring Adam here to school.”
"Hello, Adam, it's nice to meet you!" Qin Yu greeted the little boy.
“Hello, Qin, it’s a pleasure to meet you too!” Adam replied politely.
Qin Yu was somewhat puzzled, because even though he didn't know much about Hermione's class in his previous life, he didn't seem to have heard of anyone named Adam who was so closely associated with the Weasleys.
However, we cannot rule out the possibility of the butterfly effect or differences between parallel universes. After all, Hermione in this world already knew her wizarding identity before receiving the notification, didn't she?
The thought flashed through Qin Yu's mind, and just as he was about to introduce Hermione, the Weasley twins exclaimed, "This pretty young lady must be Hermione!" "We didn't get a good look at the photos last time, but we've finally met her in person this time."
Qin Yu saved himself some of the introduction process.
Hermione was also slightly surprised that she was already "famous". Thinking of this, the girl looked at Qin beside her and secretly stroked his hand.
However, the guy didn't seem to have any particular reaction, which made her somewhat discouraged.
——Dimensional wall——
There was a plot point that wasn't easy to handle, and I got stuck for a long time. Plus, I've been quite busy lately, so updates haven't been very timely. Please forgive me.
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