NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 11 Cause of death of parents
"Hey! Are you talking about me?"
The overflowing and enthusiastic voice came to his ears.
Harry turned his head again, and it was the blond boy who spoke.
He was pushing a cart towards him.
The boy's owl was also a snowy owl, just like his Hedwig.
The similarity in a sense made Harry relax unconsciously.
He began to notice that the station had become empty, and most people had already boarded the train.
And the person who came was Bagel.
He smiled particularly brightly now, and his eyes narrowed into a slit.
He felt as happy as putting on new underwear on the morning of the New Year!
It was not because the two people opposite might be Harry and Ron.
But now his wallet was bulging, and the gems reached the 10,000 mark.
There was only two-thirds of the distance left to activate the function of crossing the world and retrieve the important components.
And he really made a lot of "friends".
As long as there was no rebuttal, it was his "friend"!
He also discovered a new function because of this-viewing "friend" data.
Most importantly, he did not find any original characters in the game in the crowd.
This further confirmed that this world was fundamentalist and had a novel worldview.
After all, it was so lively, Robin would definitely appear.
In that case, Voldemort would still only be good at welding.
He would not be epically strengthened and make dense, deadly chain Avada lightning.
On the other side, facing Basil's smiling words.
The red-haired boy, that is, Ron, hesitated.
"I didn't"
Harry also lowered his head unconsciously.
Basil raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect Harry and Ron to be so introverted and shy.
"Hello, my name is Basil Granger!"
He stretched out his hand directly.
"My name is Ron Weasley." Ron blushed and touched Basil's hand.
"My name is Harry Potter." Harry followed closely, also letting go.
Both of them were like young girls who had just got married, shy and hesitant.
Snap! Ron slapped his thigh violently and widened his eyes.
After hearing Harry's name, he immediately changed from a mimosa to a cheerful sunflower.
"What!"
"Harry Potter!"
"Are you the Harry Potter?"
Harry nodded.
"I said, can I?" Ron hesitated and pointed to the scar on Harry's forehead.
"Ron Weasley!"
"How dare you!"
A high-pitched female voice sounded, causing Harry to retract his hand on his hair curtain.
"Mom!" Ron seemed to be much shorter.
Basil smiled and enjoyed this interesting scene.
Mrs. Weasley: "It's okay if you run around!"
Ron said aggrievedly: "I'm right where I am!"
Mrs. Weasley: "You dare to talk back!"
On the side, a cute little girl jumped, "Mom, Harry Potter!"
Mrs. Weasley's voice suddenly changed from high-pitched to soft, like a roller coaster going downhill.
She was very gentle to Harry and Ginny.
"Oh, Ginny. Harry is not an animal in a zoo!"
"And Harry, I finally meet you! You may not know that I am a friend of your parents."
Ten minutes later, Basil, Harry, and Ron were on the train.
Because it was close to the departure time, Mrs. Weasley did not exchange too many pleasantries.
But in these ten minutes, Mrs. Weasley gave all her tenderness to Harry and Ginny.
Even Basil got some.
Ahem, how to say it.
Although Mrs. Weasley's figure is out of shape, she is really beautiful.
Especially her heart
There is indeed a gap between movies and reality!
Just like Ginny just now, she has delicate features and charming charm.
But in the movie, she has a square face and is ordinary.
I'm off topic.
On the other hand, Ron, he was dumped with all the negative emotions by Mrs. Weasley.
She said he did not set a good example for his sister.
He was clumsy and not as good as his brothers, but better than George and Fred.
So, until now, Ron is still like an eggplant hit by frost.
Muttering, "bad luck", "why aren't Fred and George here", and so on.
Harry wanted to say something to Ron, but he never got a response.
So, he started a conversation with Basil.
"Are you asking me if the extracurricular book recommendations for grades one to seven are reliable?"
"Well, how should I put it."
"These are the relevant books I found in my own library during my time of previewing the first-grade textbooks and preliminarily flipping through the textbooks of other grades."
"Of course, this will definitely be helpful for those little wizards from Muggle families."
Basil's words instantly dampened Harry's interest.
"Preview? I must be terrible!"
"I just flipped through all the books!"
"I will definitely be the worst student in the class!"
Harry's worried look made Ron stand up.
"No way!"
"I'm not talented! I haven't even flipped through a single book!"
Ron held his head high.
"Bajir is a minority!"
"Just think about it! Who can get a bag of magic coins in such a short time like him!"
"I dare say that even the most diligent Ravenclaw can't prepare for class and make a list of extracurricular books like him!"
"Not to mention you are Harry Potter!"
Ron's tone was very firm, and the color returned to Harry's face, which was a little pale.
After seeing that Harry was fine, he smiled.
He said in a gloating tone: "That map of the relationship between powerful people in the Ministry of Magic was also written nonsense, right? I want to laugh when I think of Percy being fooled."
He woke up his voice and imitated Percy, "I'm Percy, Hogwarts Supervisor, future Minister of Magic!"
Bagir coughed and said, "Sorry. This is serious."
"My family are all Hufflepuffs. Knowing who not to offend is how we survive."
"Of course, it's theirs. Not mine. Advanced magic is more important than power in the wizarding world."
"Just like Dumbledore, although he is not a minister, he is better than a minister."
Harry nodded quickly, "I know that! Hagrid said that the Minister of Magic often writes to Dumbledore just to ask for his advice."
Ron was a little disappointed and collapsed on the armchair.
He had always heard Dumbledore's great words and understood them all too well.
Therefore, he was more concerned about Percy not being fooled.
The thought that Percy hadn't been fooled made him feel worse than death.
Bagir noticed this and added, "Although that picture is real, it may be out of date. It was written by my father, but they both died when I was less than a year old. It is said that He was killed by a passing Death Eater."
"Great!" Ron blurted out, and he quickly put sadness on his face, "I mean, my condolences. But...are you really passing by? Didn't you come here specifically?"
"My parents too! We are the same!" Harry's tone was mixed with inexplicable joy.
It's really filial piety.
"That's enough! You two!" Bagir rolled his eyes.
"My grandmother said that"
Harry: "You still have a grandmother."
Bagir: "Hey!"
Ron: "Harry! Bargeer, continue."
Bargeer: "My grandmother said that the Death Eater was indeed passing by. It is said that he was going to London through Holbem Forest."
"Then I saw my parents playing with mid-air collision."
"He was so excited that he used the newly learned killing curse to kill them."
Harry, Ron: "Condolences!"
Bagir: "It's nothing. I have no impression of them. To be honest, I only grieved the death of my grandmother."
Harry: "Are you an orphan too? Then we are still the same!"
Bagir, Ron: "Hey!"
Harry's eyes wandered.
At this time, there was a loud noise in the aisle. A woman with a nice smile and dimples pushed open the compartment door and asked, "Honey, do you want to buy some food from the car?"
Harry seemed to have seen the savior and waved his hand, "Three of each kind!"