Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

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This made Mori Yuesa shrink her neck in unbearable pain.

"Master..." With a cold face, he whispered softly in his throat: "Just now, I was hungry..."

Mori Yuesha shuddered: "Eat, eat, eat! Eat whatever you want!"

Nagini placed a kiss on Mori Yuesha's forehead and turned to look at Harley.

The look of victory.

Harry Potter: ???

Miles: I really should have let you guys get a cab.

——As the scale on the platform clock moves, the departure time is getting closer.

They still hadn't found Platform 9 3/4.

"I can feel the magic around me." Harry squinted and walked back and forth between "9" and "10" - there was a wall between them, "9" on the right and "10" on the left. So... in the middle... nine and three quarters...

The little girl lifted her black hair, took a few steps back, and counted the arches on the platform.

'One, two, three, four...'

Nine and three quarters?

"Sister, I think I know roughly——"

"It's packed with Muggles..."

The words coming from behind overlapped with her voice.

Several people turned around, and Mori Yuesha followed them.

"There are Muggles everywhere, and there are more and more of them."

"Don't run around, Ginny."

The speaker was a short, plump woman - she was accompanied by four red-haired boys and a smaller girl.

Muggle?

"What day is it?"

"Nine and three quarters."

"Okay, Percy, you go first."

The boy who looked the oldest walked towards the wall between "9" and "10".

The moment he hit the brick wall, he disappeared.

"Fred, it's your turn," said the fat woman.

The two red-haired boys with highly similar looks looked at each other.

"I'm not Fred, I'm George." He looked unhappy: "You are my mother, but you can never tell me apart. I am George, Mom."

The woman was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry... dear. George, go quickly."

The boy pushed the luggage cart slowly, and when he was about to pass by his mother, he suddenly accelerated. He made a face at her: "Just kidding, I'm Fred, hahahahaha--" and then, before his mother could kick him, he swooped into the wall.

Harry Potter: ...

Miles:…

Nagini: ...

All three of them felt like they were seeing a male version of Mori Yuesha.

"Shall we go too?" Nagini shook the suitcase and led a few people to the fat woman. "Hello, I want to ask you something."

"Luo-Oh, you..." She looked at Miles and Nagini in surprise, and finally stopped at Mori Yuesha and Harley's faces: "You..."

"My name is Nagini. Ma'am, I would like to ask if I can get to platform nine and three quarters—"

"Yes, it's right here." The fat woman smiled and bent down in front of Harry very intimately. "I'm Molly Weasley. Child, are you scared? Do you want a piece of candy?"

Harry shook his head.

"So brave! Come! You are in front of Ron. He is also a freshman like you." She gently touched Harry's head, turned around and pointed at the wall: "Keep going straight. Don't be afraid, don't stop. If you are nervous, just jog all the way - you... you are also a freshman?" She suddenly saw Mori Yuesha who was eager to try.

"Then sister will set a good example! Come on, girl."

Molly didn't ask whether this overdeveloped girl's age did not meet the requirements for freshmen. She just pointed at the wall and repeated her words of encouragement to Mori Yuesha.

"Don't be afraid, child. You have to set a good example for your sister. Close your eyes if you are afraid."

Mori Yuesha was not afraid.

She walked to the wall and took a step.

Half of the body disappeared into the wall.

Half of it... is outside.

"Hurry! Nagini, take a picture for me!" She moved her body into the wall, leaving only the part above the neck exposed - it looked like a human head growing out of the brick wall.

Especially this head began to pretend to torture its facial muscles.

"I have been sealed here for five hundred years—"

The sound is painful.

"Five! Hundred! Years!"

There is anger again.

——She shook her black hair like a crazy woman, and after a few seconds it turned into a fluffy little black ball.

Her gloomy eyes looked towards the camera from between her black hair.

"Five hundred years... I've been waiting for five hundred years...!!"

"Now--"

Nagini held the phone steady and pointed the camera at her.

"Ms. Sun, we beat Spain."

"Oh." Mori Yuesha pouted: "You are really distracting like this, Nagini."

"Master, are you ready to fly to Hogwarts?" Nagini glanced at the time on her phone: "The car will leave in fifteen minutes."

Mori Yuesha took a few more photos with a dejected look and walked out from the wall.

"You...your granddaughter is really..."

Molly didn't know what to say, and her attention was on the girl when she talked to Miles. "She is so... so lively."

Miles glanced at the well-behaved girl in the woman's arms: "Too lively."

"She's Ginny, my daughter."

"Philippa, James."

——Molly Weasley probably thought Miles was a Squib. She couldn't imagine how a Muggle could see the cursed platform. That would be a big deal.

Mori Yuesha fixed her hair and jumped over to say goodbye to Miles and the two little ones: "We are leaving, Miles. You must behave well at home."

That's my home, thank you.

"Get along well with Ms. Taylor."

Miles felt that after chatting for a while, the image of himself as a tall and steady man in Philippa's mind would be completely gone. He pushed little Harley forward, "Take your sister away, Harley. Don't forget about school--"

"I need to eat." Harley smiled and said, "Grandpa Miles, see you during the holidays."

"See you over the holidays honey."

Mori Yuesha half-knelt down and let James and Philippa kiss her on the cheek, then she walked away holding Harley's hand, laughing and looking back.

She waved to the old man, then disappeared into the brick wall.

Chapter 122 On the train

It was a dark and lightless corridor.

Harry heard the chatter of young voices, the roar, the sharp cries of animals and the noisy rustling and dragging of luggage.

Lively and vibrant.

She counted her steps, and on the fifth step with her left foot, the darkness faded.

A train so old that it should have been retired long ago was hiding in the white steam, ready to go, with a sign with red background and gold letters hanging on the front of the train.

"HOGWARTS EXPRESS"

"A steam train can be called an express train, no wonder facial masks nowadays are marketed under the banner of 'eternal youth'..." Mori Yuesha muttered as she dived into the crowd, blending into the noisy voices.

Since they didn't have to push luggage carts with large bags like other children, they had less trouble getting on the bus.

——Harry saw a boy with a dark complexion dragging a suitcase onto the car. The hair on the boy’s forehead was soaked with sweat and was limp, blocking his eyes.

Her luggage was all at Nagini's place, so she could just go empty-handed.

"Get in the car, little Jade."

Mori Yuesa urged, dragging Harley onto the train.

Just as the three people found an independent, empty carriage, the whistle sounded.

The children opened the windows and leaned out to say goodbye to their families: Miles couldn't come in, and there was no one on the platform for Harley to say goodbye to.

"Sister, she is waving at us."

Harley saw the fat lady who had been so kind and amiable before.

She hugged her daughter and didn't look at her sons. Instead, she ran towards Harry in small steps.

She took something out of her bag and threw it to Harry across the platform.

——It was a bag of sandwiches.

It's cold and doesn't look very good.

The person who does her job should be very kind.

"Don't go hungry, child. Your grandfather is really something. He doesn't know how to prepare anything for a child... I guess he must have been a very unromantic person before..." The woman said, hugging her daughter again.

"Have a good semester!" she shouted, "If you need anything, you can ask Percy! He's a pretty steady kid..."

As Hari thanked her, she noticed that the child in the woman's arms was staring at Mori Yuesa.

Long golden brown hair, dark brown eyes.

She discovered it on the platform.

Now, she looked at Mori Yuesa more unscrupulously - are all children like this?

Harry Potter, who had no idea that she was also a child, frowned.

"Bon Voyage!"

Harry felt the cushion under his buttocks vibrate slightly. The old-fashioned train slowly pulled out of the station, puffing smoke.

dong dong.

There was a knock on the door.

"Excuse me--"

It's the boy from before.