9 On the Hogwarts Express Train Part 2

The other party's repeated apologies improved Jon's impression of her.

Just now, when he saw the small snake on the suitcase, he thought that this girl was one of those noble-blooded members of Slytherin who believed in pureblood supremacy, so he hadn't been very friendly towards her.

Perhaps only in regions like Europe, where the geography is small, cousin marriage is common, and religious oppression is severe, would there be such foolish arguments that bloodline determines everything and purebloods are inherently noble...

In the Pacific region, just one phrase like "Do princes and nobles even exist anymore?" or "All humans are born equal" would suffocate these pureblood purists.

"So, are you a Muggle-born?" The girl looked at Jon with a softened expression and asked softly.

"Yeah!" When Jon heard the term "Muggle," he frowned, but he still nodded. "My father is a lawyer, and my mother is a fashion designer!"

"Wow!" Miss Greengrass seemed very interested. "So Muggles... ordinary people also have lawyers and fashion designers as professions! I've never had contact with them before and know nothing about their world..."

"Of course, I think in these aspects, ordinary people should be better than wizards."

"My parents both work in the Ministry of Magic." Miss Greengrass casually mentioned, "I have a sister named Daphne who is in second grade now, and we got separated when we got on the train, and, oh, I also have a younger brother..."

Daphne Greengrass?

The name sounded familiar, but there were no relevant memories... She should have appeared in the original Harry Potter story, but with very little screen time, otherwise, with his memory, he wouldn't have forgotten.

"I don't have any siblings!" Jon said, flipping through the book in his hand. "But I do wish I had one!"

That statement was true. He was an only child in both of his lives.

"What are you reading, Mr. Hart?"

"Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them!" Jon showed her the book in his hand. "You can call me Jon, Miss Greengrass!"

"In that case, you should call me Astoria." The girl winked mischievously. "Do you like magical creatures too, Jon?"

They quickly became familiar with each other and began to discuss eagerly.

The topics of their discussion included who was smarter between the goblins and the fox fairies, which was a better pet between the cat ferret and the swallowtail dog, and how to gain the trust of a tree-guarding rook...

It was evident that Astoria had quite a bit of knowledge about magical creatures.

"You know so much!" Astoria said enviously.

Her mother was the director of the Magical Creatures Management and Control Department at the Ministry of Magic, which was why she had so much knowledge about magical creatures. It was unexpected that she knew more than Jon Hart, who was born to Muggle parents and was the same age as her.

Jon smiled, his exceptional memory being one of the few benefits he gained from his journey through time.

"Oh, Jon!" Astoria suddenly asked, "Which house do you want to go to?"

This question caught Jon off guard.

"What about you?" he could only ask in return.

"Slytherin!" The girl's face revealed a hint of pride. "Our whole family graduated from Slytherin! What about you?"

"I think I should go to Hufflepuff!" After careful consideration for a moment, Jon spoke up.

Among the four houses, Slytherin was ruled out first. After all, as a "lowly" half-blood, he was not worthy of the noble pure-blood house. Gryffindor was the second one to be ruled out, as going to Gryffindor would mean getting closer to the trio of main characters and Ginny Weasley.

That left him with a choice between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff, and Jon didn't really mind either of them. It's just that dealing with endless riddles for door knuckles in Ravenclaw might be troublesome, so Hufflepuff was a better option...

"Hufflepuff?" Astoria involuntarily raised her voice, her tone slightly stuttering, "That's not possible... I mean... my sister and I heard that... Hufflepuff has a lot of... "

"Hufflepuff has a lot of losers?" Jon chuckled, it seemed that Hufflepuff was indeed at the bottom of the social hierarchy at Hogwarts, "It's because Hufflepuff is the closest to the kitchen... To be honest, I wouldn't mind being a loser!"

"I still hope you won't go to Hufflepuff!" Astoria lowered her head.

"Hope you can come to Slytherin..." Her next sentence was spoken softly, barely audible.

Jon seemed not to have heard, as he was busy rummaging through his trunk.

Soon, he pulled out a large bag from the trunk, filled with a plethora of snacks.

Snacks on the train were always expensive, a rule that applied in the wizarding world as well... Just a year ago, Potter and Weasley, the two main characters, spent almost two-thirds of a Galleon just on snacks.

Being from a poor background, Jon wouldn't waste his money on such extravagance.

Two days before departure, he had already bought a big bag of snacks from the ASDA supermarket on Diagon Alley, enough to last him a week at Hogwarts.

"These are snacks for Muggles, right?" Astoria asked curiously.

"Of course, want some?" Jon said as he tossed a bottle of Coca-Cola her way.

"Thank you..." Astoria caught the bottle of drink, but then Jon quickly added, "But you better not open it directly..."

"Why?"

"Bang..."

Astoria opened the can of Coke directly, and foam sprayed all over her, splashing her clothes!

"Ah... What kind of magic is this?" She laughed happily, "It's really interesting!"

"Well, you better wipe it off, it will be sticky when it dries." Jon quickly handed her tissues, while placing a pile of snacks on Astoria's seat, including potato chips, fries, and fish and chips; as well as roasted cod, roasted trout, roasted salmon, and roasted halibut...

Just then, there was a loud noise coming from the aisle.

"Darling, do you want to buy any food on the train?"

A smiling woman with dimples pushed open the compartment door and looked at Astoria, who was covered in foam but still smiling, and Jon holding tissues, with a momentary surprise.

"I want!" Astoria blushed instantly, pushed Jon aside, and ran to the aisle.

But she quickly returned, holding in her hands Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans, Exploding Bonbons, Chocolate Frogs, Pumpkin Pasties, Cauldron Cakes, Licorice Wands, and some other strange and exotic food that Jon had never seen before.

"Here, share with you!" She pushed half of it to Jon.

"Thank you!"

Just as the two of them were enjoying their feast, the compartment door was pushed open again.

"Astoria, you're here of all places!" A sharp voice came from outside.