4 Go to Hogwarts

Back at the manor, it was already dark, and the little house-elf staggered behind the Augustus family holding a mule cauldron book. On Augustus's shoulder was a pure white eagle. Proudly patrolling back and forth, as if the entire manor is about to become its territory.

"Okay, Zenny, put the books of Augustus, the cauldron, and other magic utensils in the suitcase and pack them. Prepare dinner for us." Clovis waved to the house elf.

"Yes, Master." Zeni nodded obediently and disappeared with the things in place.

After eating the rich dinner prepared by the house-elf and returning to the bedroom, Augustus opened the suitcase, took out all the books in it, and sat down on the chair to start reading. For Augustus, reading When he was still a wizard apprentice, had become a habit engraved in the depths of his soul. And fast reading, this little skill is the most basic thing a qualified wizard masters. For a wizard, the charm of knowledge is endless. No matter when and where absorbing knowledge is the most important task.

The next day, Augustus put on a simple white robe and arrived at the restaurant early, and Costin, who had returned from foraging early, also flew in. And his parents had arrived early.

"Child, today is your school day. Your mother and I wish you all the best in school. Come, we'll take you to the station after breakfast." Clovis sat on the chair by the dining table and greeted the Austrian who came over. Gustus laughed.

After using the breakfast, it was still the huge carriage, which slowly rose into the air, then accelerated suddenly, and soon disappeared into the clouds.

When the carriage stopped steadily at the station of King's Cross Station, it was already noon. At this time, it was the peak time of the flow of people, and the dense crowd shuttled back and forth through the whole station, but it was strange that such a large carriage did not seem to attract attention.

After getting off the carriage and walking towards the platform with the black suitcase, the outstanding appearance of the Augustus family frequently caused everyone to turn their heads, not to mention the pure white Costume on Augustus' shoulders. It attracted everyone's attention. After all, such a king among eagles is very rare.

When I came to the middle of the 9th and 10th stations, there was nothing in the open space with railings to others, but from Augustus, it was a huge white light gate exuding a dazzling light.

"Okay, goodbye then." Augustus turned back to Clovis, Aurora waved her hand, and then pushed the suitcase with Costin, and headed directly between the 9th and 10th platforms. The ticket gate walked past.

"It's weird, I thought this kid would ask me, but I didn't expect that he knew how to get into the platform." Looking at Augustus, who had disappeared in the middle of platforms 9 and 10, Clovis said to Aurora in frustration.

The thick smoke of a scarlet steam locomotive wafted over the chattering crowd, and cats of various colors were draped around their feet. Amid the humming of the crowd and the noise of lugging heavy luggage, the owls also screeched, and you answered me. What unfolded in front of Augustus was such a busy scene.

"It's really, energetic." Looking at the chirping children in the crowd, Augustus chuckled lightly as he got on the train. Pushing suitcases on the train, Augustus was about to find an empty spot. As they passed, a round-faced boy said, "Grandma, I lost the toad again." "Oh, Neville," he heard an old woman sigh. A boy with appalling dreadlocks is surrounded by children. "Let's see and see, Ali, hurry up." The child opened the box he was holding, revealing a long, furry leg, which scared the surrounding children screamed, and backed away.

Augustus shuttled through the noisy crowd, walked to the place near the rear of the train, and found a compartment with only two people, so he opened the door and walked in.

Today is lucky for Harry Potter. First, he couldn't find a way to enter the station. He was kindly helped by Weasley family. Then he got on the train and ran into this family again. Now he is with their youngest son Ron, who had made friends, was discussing the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead when the car door was opened again.

The dazzling sunlight flooded into the entire compartment from the window behind the door. Standing at the door was a young man dressed in a white robe and light fur with a relaxed expression. His long golden hair was in the dazzling sunlight. It was a bit dazzling, and a pair of silver eyes made him look a little mysterious. The pure white eagle standing on his shoulders also looks very proud.

"Excuse me, is there still room here?" A cold voice sounded in Harry's ear. It seemed that this person should also be a freshman who entered the same school as him, and Harry couldn't help but feel inexplicably happy.

"Come in, of course." Harry stood up, leaning over to let the teenager into the cubicle.

Augustus smiled at Harry, walked in, put the suitcase on the luggage rack above the seat, and when everything was in place, just sat down. Harry introduced to Augustus with a full smile: "I'm Harry Potter and this is Ron Weasley. We're both freshmen."

Hearing the name of Harry Potter, Augustus's always dull expression could not help but flash a trace of surprise, but it was only a momentary thing, and he returned to Gu Jingbubo's expression. "Uh, hello, I'm Augustus Julius. It's nice to meet you. I'm also a freshman this year."

I found that I was not entangled in the name of Harry Potter. When I arrived in the wizarding world, Harry, who was like a star holding the moon, was treated like this, but he was a little happy.

"My God, Julius? The Julius family? The Julius family that is rich in the Minister of Magic?" Compared with Harry, who has always been ignorant of the magic world, Ron's reaction was more exaggerated.

"Uh, if it's Julius, it should be," Augustus said to Ron calmly, as if he didn't feel any pride.

"Your eagle is so beautiful, what's its name?" Ron said with envy when he looked at the pure white eagle on Augustus' shoulders.

"It's called Chelsea." Lying on the seat, Augustus stroked Chelsea's feathers and said lazily.

"I also have a rat that Percy threw away," Ron said, reaching for a fat gray rat from the inner pocket of his jacket, which was sleeping. "It's called Scabbers, it's useless, doesn't sleep all day. Percy became a prefect, and my dad gave him an owl, and they couldn't afford it—I mean, they gave me the mouse ." Ron's ears flushed. He seemed to feel that he was talking too much, so he started looking out the window again.

Augustus looked at the mouse that seemed to be unconscious on the table and showed an inexplicable smile.