After stabbing my ex-boyfriend, I went traveling

As expected of a child from a large pure-blood family, he is very tactful at such a young age.

Although the Zabini family was not among the twenty-eight sacred pure-blood families, and Blaise Zabini was the only male left in their family, this child was famous for his ability to get along with people.

She's a good material for being a diplomat, Yang Mei thought.

He knew that these people certainly did not really take Phoenix Selwyn seriously, but were simply afraid of the Selwyn family.

It doesn’t matter. Yang Mei doesn’t want to be a gangster boss and doesn’t need them to be his younger brothers.

"I heard that 'The Boy Who Lived' Harry Potter is also a freshman at Hogwarts this year and he is on this train now. I am a little curious about him." said Pansy Parkinson, the only girl in the compartment.

She also held a peacock blue feather fan in her hand, which looked smaller than the one that Fleury was holding today.

A feather fan is probably a standard item for noble ladies.

Yang Mei was probably looking for trouble.

Sure enough, Pansy said again: "Why don't we go find him? I want to see what the savior looks like."

Draco glanced at her and said, "Are the Parkinsons going to lick the Savior?"

Such a huge pot fell on the Parkinson family without any warning!

Pansy folded her fan and said, "How is this possible? What nonsense are you talking about?!" You can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want!

"Then why did you look for him?"

"I'm just curious!"

"But this makes you look cheap."

“……” Thinking about it carefully, it seems that there is a little bit.

Draco and Yang Mei only told their family members about the condition of the Savior that they saw with their own eyes last time in Diagon Alley.

No matter how close the relationship between other pure-blood families and their two families is, it is better for them to see this kind of thing with their own eyes.

Yang Mei poured herself a cup of black tea leisurely: "Even if he is the savior of the magic world, he is just like the rest of us with two eyes and a mouth. If there is any difference, it is only that he has a lightning-shaped scar on his forehead.

But I don't envy this difference anyway. Do you envy it, Miss Parkinson?"

... Are you crazy? I envy him for having a scar on his head?! Pansy was speechless. "After hearing what you said, I also think Harry Potter is nothing special. Anyway, I can meet him in school later."

Pansy's attitude has changed drastically. Just now she was thinking "The savior is also in the car, I have to go and see him", but now she is thinking "What's so great about the savior? I have to go and see him in person."

The matter of the savior was put to rest, and afternoon tea began in the box.

As the train was about to arrive at the station, the corridor outside the compartment suddenly became noisy.

After a while, the door of the box where Yang Mei and the others were was knocked. Because they were about to get off the bus, Yang Mei removed the anti-disturbance spell on the door. Everyone had also changed into their school uniforms and robes.

"Come in." Yang Mei waved her wand to unlock the door.

Hermione Granger, who was standing at the door, had a look of surprise on her face. She no longer remembered what she was doing here. She only knew that the door of the box in front of her opened by itself without the person inside moving!

"Did you do this with magic? I also wanted to try to perform some magic when I was at home, but Professor McGonagall, who led our family to Diagon Alley, said that minors are not allowed to use magic outside of school. This is really a pity!

But I read all the books for the first grade, and honestly, I still can’t believe I’m a wizard!”

Everyone in the box: "..."

Yang Mei had some impression of this chattering girl. She seemed to have met her once in the Leaky Cauldron.

Pansy covered the lower half of her face with her feather fan: "Miss, what on earth are you doing here?"

"Oh!" Hermione slapped her forehead with her hand, "I almost forgot, I came to ask if you have seen Neville's toad, his toad is lost."

The young masters and young ladies in the room had never experienced such an outrageous thing.

toad?

Just then, a chubby, round-faced boy appeared at the door. Tears were still on his face, and his face was red from crying.

"H-Hermione, have you found my toad? I-I still have no news."

I didn't realize that he is a strong and chubby little boy, but he has the personality of a person who takes being bullied.

"Well, shut up." It's just a toad that was lost, what's the big deal?

Draco crossed his arms and had a stern face.

"As long as a magical creature is not dead, it cannot be lost. It will come back by itself when it has had enough fun." A green bracelet was faintly visible on his wrist.

Neville's attention was attracted by the bracelet on his wrist. He rubbed his eyes with his hands. He didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that the bracelet was moving!

"Tsk!" Draco frowned and pulled at his sleeves unhappily, "If you have nothing else, get out of our box!"

Hermione didn't like Draco's attitude, so she dragged Neville away angrily.

Yang Mei and the others could still hear the two people talking in the corridor.

"Neville, are you going to continue looking for your toad?"

"No need for that, right? Didn't that classmate just say that my toad would come back on its own?"

"You believed him when he said he would come back..."

……

The broadcast on the train sounded: "The train will arrive at Hogwarts in five minutes. Please leave your luggage on the train and we will help you take it to the school dormitory."

Yang Mei only had a 20-inch trolley case, and after thinking about it, he decided to bring it with him.

In fact, he could have done the same on his way to the station, but he wanted to show off his suitcase, so he kept dragging it.

Draco and the others saw him tap his suitcase with his wand, and the suitcase shrank and flew into his pocket.

Draco was already familiar with this kind of scene, but it was the first time for the others.

The excellent upbringing cultivated by their aristocratic families prevented them from exclaiming in surprise at this scene, but they all looked thoughtful.

Of course, Goyle and Crabbe were not among those who were thoughtful.

The reason why these two people with lunch boxes on their faces were not surprised was because they didn't understand what Yang Mei's move just now meant.

When the train arrived at the station, Hagrid stood outside the train with an oversized flashlight, waiting to pick up the little wizards.

"Okay, first-year students, come this way!" Hagrid said in a loud voice, "Come on, freshmen, don't be shy, hury up!"

It was freezing cold in the night, and Yang Mei cast a bunch of warming spells on herself, as did Draco, Pansy and the others.

"We'll have to take a boat later, and the temperature on the lake is even lower." Pansy said, "But when I think about the fact that this is the route that the four founders of Hogwarts took together, I don't think it's unbearable."

All the first-year students walked together along a narrow path. At the end of the path was a black lake. On the other side of the black lake, on a high hillside, stood a Black River Castle. The castle had many spires and windows that flickered under the starry sky.

"So magic!" Draco exclaimed.

"It's truly breathtaking." Yang Mei agreed. Especially in the dark, the shock of Hogwarts seemed to be magnified invisibly.

Yang Mei, Draco, Pansy and Blaise were in a boat, which sailed across the mirror-like lake.

Everyone was silent, as if all their attention was drawn to the approaching castle.

Yang Mei didn't look forward, but instead cast his gaze towards the lake which was nearby.

The lake water is as black as ink, looking mysterious and dangerous.

Yang Mei stretched out his hand and dipped his fingertips into the lake water. Something cold and alive rubbed against his fingertips... He scooped up a handful in lightning speed!

Hmm…it was a tentacle whose tip was bigger than his head.