Infinite Horror: The Strongest Zhongzhou Team

"He killed your parents, but you survived, while he disappeared without a trace."

"This is the truth back then."

"That's why all the wizards in Diagon Alley know you."

"Because they saw you eleven years ago, or rather, this scar of yours."

"The magic within your unique scars tells everyone how special you are."

Harry continued to ask:

"So, is he really dead?"

Hagrid was silent for a moment and then shook his head: "In my opinion, it's utter nonsense."

"I think he should still be alive in this world."

However, he is now exhausted and barely clinging to life, so he is incapable of committing evil.

"But one thing is certain."

"That was that night eleven years ago, because of you, and only you, he was utterly defeated."

Harry clearly still has many problems.

However, Hagrid glanced up at the bar clock and stood up.

"Alright, Harry, pack your luggage, it's almost time."

"Let's go."

Harry nodded, stood up, pushed a cart piled high behind him onto it, and followed Hagrid out of the pub.

Half an hour later.

Harry and Hagrid entered the bustling train station.

This was also Harry's first time visiting a London train station.

“Go up these steps and keep walking. Harry will appear if you follow the crowd.”

"So, I'm sorry, I have to leave early and can't go with you. I'm very sorry."

"After all, Dean Dumbledore wanted his... uh..."

Hagrid patted the pocket on his right hand and then remembered that he had forgotten something.

"Oh, here's your train ticket. Make sure you keep it safe; it's very important."

The ticket doesn't have a seat number; just find an empty seat.

"Someone will help you put your luggage away; you can just get on the bus and go to school. Also, remember to keep your gold coins safe."

Harry nodded and took the ticket.

Looking at the black text moving around above, I still couldn't get used to this special kind of magic.

Harry understands that photos can move, but why can text move too? Doesn't that affect reading?

Watching as the black tadpole finally settled into place.

Harry rubbed his eyes to make sure:
Platform 9¾?

"Hagrid, is this a typo?"

"I don't remember there being a platform like Platform 9¾, right?"

After saying that, Harry turned around and found that there was no one next to him.

The enormous Hagrid had already left without a sound.

Harry looked around, hoping to find a classmate who was going the same way as him, even if Hagrid wasn't there.

After all, he had seen quite a few wizards in Diagon Alley.

But looking around now...

Throughout the entire station, not a single person was carrying a small animal or a tongs pot.

Harry could only purse his lips and enter the crowd.

Have you eaten the marshmallow?

"I ate there, at the one at the alley entrance."

"I don't know what kind of magic it is, but it tastes even worse than the dog poop in Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans!"

"Oh, that's really terrible."

Harry instinctively turned his head to look when he heard the chatter.

Three girls, each pushing their own luggage, walked over.

Looking at the three people who were the same age as me and similar in appearance, each of them also had a small animal in their car.

However, unlike his owl, the one on the far left is a black bat.

A white, snail-like thing was crawling on the hair of the girl in the middle.

The girl on the far right, wearing a white nun's habit, also has a white dove on her arm.

Harry clearly remembered seeing the three girls in Diagon Alley that morning.

Thinking of this, Harry quickly pushed his luggage and followed.

Because in just a short time, the three people in that area had overtaken him.

Harry quickly followed the three men onto the bustling platform.

However, as more and more people joined in, Harry eventually couldn't keep up.

In the blink of an eye, the three little girls disappeared around the corner.

Harry Potter looked around and found a staff member in uniform.

Although the man was somewhat overweight and looked like his uncle, Harry still stepped forward and asked:
"Excuse me, could you tell me where Platform 9¾ is?"

"Someone told me that if I kept walking, I would see it, but I couldn't find it."

The staff looked at Harry:

Platform 9¾? Kid, are you sure you're not kidding me?

"Alright, go have some fun. Your parents must be getting impatient."

The chubby staff member then shouted loudly to his right and ran over:
"Sir, sir, please stand behind the yellow line and take your luggage."

Harry looked around in confusion, but thankfully, at that moment...

"Fuck, there are too many people here. It's always packed with Muggles every year. Why are there so many Muggles?"

Upon hearing the word "Muggle," Harry reacted quickly and followed after them.

He knew that the word "Muggle" was a term only wizards knew.

A term used to refer to someone who has no magical powers and no knowledge of magic.

For example, his uncle, aunt, and cousin Dali.

Having learned his lesson, this time Harry joined the large group around him to avoid getting lost.

Harry realized that the girl with reddish-brown hair at the very front had said those words.

Yes, and she's an angry, very assertive little girl.

Several hundred meters later.

Harry returned to the place he had just circled several times.

In front of a stone pillar with "ten" written on the right and "nine" written on the left.

The middle-aged woman holding the little girl's hand said:
"Okay, we're here. Percy, you go first."

An older-looking young man pushing a luggage cart with only an owl cage accelerated and crashed into a stone pillar.

Harry's eyes widened as he realized that the young man had vanished without a trace.

The little girl and the others in front of her all appeared normal.

"Flander, it's your turn next."

The woman pointed to a man wearing a blue sweater who looked somewhere between a boy and a man.

“Oh, Mom, I am Flander, he is George.”

“Yes, and you call yourself Mother? I’m George, he’s Flander.”

The woman looked at her two identical sons and covered her head.

"Since you're twins anyway, hurry up and go inside. This holiday is already so annoying, and your little brother is going to be late!"

George pushed his luggage to the other side of the wall, and said with a smile before entering:

“Mom, actually I am Flander, you were right just now.”

After saying that, he disappeared at an accelerated speed.

The real George then rushed in, laughing.

Seeing this, the middle-aged woman patted her chest helplessly, her face full of frustration at being tormented by her child.

"Hello, ma'am, may I ask you something?"

Afraid of missing his chance, Harry jogged over and mustered his courage.

"How do we get there..." The middle-aged woman, holding the little girl's hand, looked at the flustered Harry Potter:

"Going to the platform?"

“Don’t worry, dear, this is my youngest son, Ron. It’s his first time at Hogwarts.”

Harry then realized that there was a little boy his own age standing in front of him.

"You just need to go through the wall between number nine and number ten, oh, that stone pillar."

"As for others, of course, those who are invisible to ordinary people, or those who would not pay attention even if they were seen."

Perhaps it was the discovery of Harry Potter's nervousness.

As a mother of six, she patted the child's head and said, "Honey, if you're nervous, just jog a little."

"That will make you feel a little better. Go on."

The little girl next to him, with one hand on her hip, imitated her mother and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Good luck."

Harry took a deep breath, nodded, and then started jogging.

When the very front of the luggage touched the wall, Harry nervously closed his eyes.

Because challenging one's common sense is still very incongruous.

Fortunately, Harry only felt a gap in front of him and passed through.

"Alright, Ron, hurry up and catch up."

"Goodbye brother!"

Ron, who had been silent for a while, had accompanied his four awful older brothers to school every year since he could remember.

But for me, passing through the walls and the legendary Station of Nine and Three-Quarters was a completely new experience.

"Wait for me. Wait..."

"Where is he?"

Ron came in intending to follow Harry, but found that Harry was already gone.

As for the older brother who came in earlier, he certainly wouldn't wait for her.
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"What a risk, what a risk!"

"We shouldn't have stopped just now. We almost let Harry Potter catch up with us. If he had, the plot would have been completely different."

"By then, the other teams will definitely have noticed."

"Phew, I was so nervous just now, loli, you reacted so quickly."

If the little girl hadn't quickly pulled the two of them into the crowd, Harry probably would have followed.

Once the plot changes, the outcome can be quite interesting.

at this time.

In an inconspicuous corner of the platform, three little girls were packing their luggage, seemingly looking for something.

And so, these mental scans passed over the three of them.

Even the little girl couldn't help but complain, "Do these reincarnation teams really need to be this careful?"

“Just now, he looked at the three of us at least several times.”

With a blush, Yue'er folded the various private clothes in her suitcase again: "Do you really think they won't notice if we chat like this?"

Xin'er's voice rang in their minds: "Trust Honglu, the Spirit Pendant will not produce any mental fluctuations."

If you zoom in and observe these three little girls closely, you will find...

Hidden in the ends of their hair, or in their thick hair, was a jade pendant the size of a little finger.

Even if they did discover it, they would only assume it was a little girl's accessory.

No one would have guessed that this was a set of special magical artifacts, the Spirit Jade Pendant, crafted by a Golden Core cultivator.

Its effective range is no more than ten meters, and as the name suggests, it can be used for mental communication.

Although the effect is mediocre, it is just right for them to use at this moment.

Yue'er nodded upon hearing this.

It was at this moment that Yue'er was stunned.

The slug above her head suddenly slapped her and then began to wriggle rhythmically.

The moon in my mind said:

"Cheng Xiao said that Harry has already met Ron and told us to keep an eye on the time so as not to miss the train."

The three of them packed their luggage, then looked up at the platform clock and showed anxious expressions.

He pushed his luggage and went out.

When the three arrived at platform ten, at the junction with platform nine.

Just then, Harry pushed his luggage faster, then closed his eyes and "crashed" into the wall.

Harry disappeared.

The three of them were relieved and followed along with some other people of their age who had arrived later and brought various animals with them.

Only then did those mental fluctuations completely disappear.

At first, Yue'er was worried that her slug would give her away.

After all, among the main trio, Harry chose the owl.

Hermione is a cat.

Ron is a rat.

At most, there are also other supporting characters like toads and snakes.

But in Diagon Alley, Moon realized that she had worried for nothing.

Although owls and frogs are the main species, there are also many other animals, including spiders, lizards, snails, and so on.

After all, it's just a pet that helps learn magic and unleash proficient spells.

Of course, owls are an exception, because those creatures can also deliver messages.

Therefore, this is one of the most frequently chosen animals at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

The three little girls were internally complaining while playing their roles naturally.

After all, aside from being a bit older than her actual age.

They were no different from these students in appearance or experience.

There's no need to put effort into portraying curiosity and surprise on your face.

In addition, women are naturally gifted with a third of their acting skills.

The three little girls have fully integrated into this batch of new students at Hogwarts.

Zheng Zha and the others breathed a sigh of relief upon witnessing this scene through Zhan Lan's mental scan.

"Even though I know what I'm seeing is fake, I'm still a little scared for some reason."

The little girl said it outright.

After saying that, he was the first to push his luggage and "bumped into" it as well.

The light went out for a moment, and then came back on.

The air was filled with the noise of passersby and the whistles of steam trains.

A brand new train platform appeared before her.

Xin'er and Yue'er followed closely behind.

All three of them were looking at the deep red steam train not far away.

"Hi, are you also freshmen this year?"

A sound rang out.

The three of them looked.

A cute little girl, about the same height as them but with blonde hair, stood smiling in front of the three of them.

Seeing the gaze directed at her, the blonde girl confidently extended her right hand.

"Hello, my name is Hermione, and your pets are so cute."

The three little girls were inevitably stunned for a moment.

But I still quickly reached out my hand.

Hermione pointed to the train behind her:
"number 5972."

"Hogwarts Express, Platform 9¾".

"Isn't it spectacular? It's the first time I've ever seen anything like it."

Thick white steam billowed in the air, and all around were the sounds of chattering discussions.

Most of the people waiting for their trains were chatting in small groups of two or three.

Moreover, because there are so many owls, the sounds of these small animals are even more noisy.

After all, this train wasn't just carrying first-year students; there were also students from other grades, like Ron's older brothers. (End of Chapter)