Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

A giant steel beast was lying on the endless railway tracks, with steam puffing from the red locomotive and the words "Hogwarts Express" written on the top of the locomotive.

There was a constant stream of people bustling about, saying goodbye to their families, talking with friends they had reunited with, or running back and forth.

Aries and Harry found a door together. Just as Harry was about to go over to help Aries carry the suitcase onto the train, Aries took out his wand and whispered, "Wingardium Leviosa!" With a wave of his wand, the suitcase floated up into the air.

When Edwards turned around, he saw the stunned Harry. Edwards waved his wand and Harry's suitcase floated up. After putting the two suitcases on the train, Edwards put away his wand and got on the train.

"Mr. Potter? Mr. Potter!" Edwards called softly. Harry came back to his senses and looked at Edwards with admiration. Edwards said a little embarrassedly, "Let's find a carriage. Do you mind sitting in the same carriage with me?" Edwards dragged his luggage inside. Harry quickly got on the train and followed Edwards, pushing his suitcase.

They entered a compartment at the back, and after putting away their luggage, they sat opposite each other. Aris's black gemstone-like eyes stared at Harry's emerald green pupils, and suddenly he took out his wand and pointed it at Harry's glasses.

Harry was startled by Aris's sudden action and quickly leaned back. He heard Aris whisper, "Back to normal!"

The worn-out, tape-covered round-frame glasses on Harry's nose suddenly became beautiful and sturdy, as good as new, with the beautiful lenses reflecting crystal-like light.

Harry quickly took off his glasses to check them out. They were much lighter than the old ones, but from the feel, Harry knew that these beautiful glasses were much sturdier.

Harry, who had put his glasses back on, quickly thanked him: "Thank you, both just now and now. You may know me, just call me Harry. What's your name?"

"Aris Grindelwald," Aris said, "I was raised by people who don't have any magic skills. Their last name is Grindelwald. You can call me Aris or Grindelwald!"

"So," Harry asked tentatively, "you were raised by Muggles too?"

Aris replied: "Yes, my adoptive parents don't know magic, but in my heart, they are greater than Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry smiled bitterly and said with some envy: "My uncle and aunt are far worse. They even want to stop me from going to school."

"Maybe your uncle and aunt are not as bad as you think." Seeing Harry's puzzled look, Aries continued, "At least they didn't send you to an orphanage, right? Life there... I can hardly imagine how I survived before I was adopted."

Harry shook his head and asked with a smile: "Are you a second-year student? You know so many magics."

"Like you," Aeris said, "I am also a new student. When I found out that I was a wizard, that feeling... was like a dream..."

"Me too~ Me too~" Harry seemed to have opened up. "A strange big man stood in front of me and told me I was a wizard out of the blue. Not to mention that time, even now I suspect I am dreaming. When I couldn't find the platform, I thought it was Hagrid playing a prank on me. I..."

Harry was still talking when the door of the carriage was pulled open. A head with a high nose, freckles all over the face and fiery red hair poked its head in. He said a little awkwardly, "Excuse me, can I come in here? The other carriages are full."