Chapter 2 Luna Lovegood

7? Platform,

The lights are bright,

The platform was filled with wizards, densely packed, as if they were welcoming some important personage.

A handsome blond boy, carrying a black suitcase, walked through the wall and was shocked when he saw this scene.

Could it be that the fact that he won Hogwarts' "Special Contribution to the School Award" has spread throughout the UK?

Who leaked the news?

Okay, he obviously overthought it. It is possible to have such a battle to win the Merlin Medal, but Cricket's "School Contribution Award", who knows who you are?

When I'm looking for a job, it doesn't work even if I take it out!

Luo Fu was pushed and shoved mercilessly on the outside, and he had no chance to get on the Orient Express.

There were many reporters with cameras around, taking photos all the time. In previous lives, the airport pick-ups by celebrities were nothing more than that, right?

Rolf became even more curious.

But the area near the express train was crowded, and the boy stood at the back of the crowd. He was too short, and even if he stood on tiptoe, he couldn't see anything.

Luofu had no choice but to look at the tall wizard beside him and asked:

"Sir, what's going on here?"

The tall wizard glanced at Rolf. He was a bit cross-eyed, with white hair hanging on his shoulders. He was also wearing a hat with the tassels hanging down to the tip of his nose. He was wearing an egg-yellow robe with a dazzling color.

The tall wizard still has a large gold chain hanging around his neck, and is missing a tattoo.

"A somewhat famous wizard is going to take the Orient Express, and reporters are interviewing him..." The cross-eyed uncle said in confusion:

"I'm obviously very famous and want to take this bus. Why is no one interviewing me?"

Luo Fe curled his lips. The cross-eyed wizard looked so recognizable. If he was really famous, he would definitely be impressed by this face.

It can be seen that the other party is not famous.

Just as he was about to take out his broomstick and fly into the air to see which wizard it was, the cross-eyed uncle lifted him up by his shoulders.

"did you see it?"

Rolf rode on the cross-eyed uncle's neck, and his field of vision suddenly broadened a lot. He looked towards the express door and saw that the train was covered with photos.

It was a handsome wizard, wearing a purple robe, with wavy golden hair. He grinned, showing dazzling white teeth.

At the entrance of the Orient Express, a large banner was also pulled out:

Gilderoy Lockhart will ride the Orient Express for free!

"My family, my fans, at the invitation of Mr. Tully, I will take the Orient Express in the next few days." Lockhart stood at the train door, waving his arms and said:

"I will write a collection of poems, Orient Express, which will be released in August together with my autobiography, Magical Me.

I've been on the train all this time. If you want to get up close and personal with me, come and buy a ticket. "

Lockhart waved to everyone, and Tully on the side also smiled. He had spent a lot of money to invite Lockhart, and of course he had to use all the gimmicks.

But who knew what Lockhart said next made him almost vomit blood.

"In order to repay my family's support, you can ride the train for free with the invoice of my complete set of books. Everyone, go buy the books and don't miss the departure time of the train."

A short man held a large black camera and jumped back and forth to take pictures of Lockhart.

"It's really unreasonable." The cross-eyed wizard complained: "Oh, what's wrong with the world now? Writers without literary talent like me can become popular, but not someone with great literary talent like me. It's true that bad money drives out good money."

Luo Fu asked curiously: "Uncle, are you also a writer?"

"What uncle, do I look very old? Call me sir, or brother." The cross-eyed wizard rolled his eyes and said: "Actually, I'm not much older than you, I'm still young."

Luofu looked at the wrinkles on the other person's face and couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. In his eyes, those over twenty years old entered the category of uncles, and those over thirty years old were properly middle-aged men!

Luo Fu couldn't help but feel uncomfortable and asked again: "Brother, are you also a writer?"

"Yes, I often write manuscripts, and I am very famous." The cross-eyed wizard said proudly.

He seemed to be holding back too much. He finally found a young man who was willing to listen to him and started blowing hard.

After enduring it again and again, Luo Fu couldn't stand listening anymore. He sighed, put his palm on his chin, and said:

"Uncle, I heard from professors that a wizard in his thirties who has no girlfriend, is single, and has no job will most likely fantasize about becoming a writer."

With an innocent expression on his face, Luo Fu asked, "Isn't that what you mean?"

"..."

"Get off here!" The cross-eyed wizard put Luo Fu back on the ground. He squeezed Luo Fu's moist face and said:

"A pretty boy like you will probably be like Lockhart in the future, relying on your face to make a living!"

"That's better than nothing."

"Who told you I can't eat it?" The cross-eyed wizard snorted: "I got married long ago, and I even have a daughter, who is also very cute and beautiful!"

Luo Fu curled his lips and cursed in his heart: "If you look like this, my daughter will probably not be in good shape."

As Lockhart entered the train, the crowd gradually dispersed. Rove patted the dust on his body and waved:

"I'm about to get on the train. Goodbye sir! If your daughter goes to school at Hogwarts, I will help you take care of her."

"Hey, you kid! Don't run!

"He chased after him, but Rove had already got into the crowd.

The person checking the tickets was still the old goblin in black uniform, wearing a monocle and scanning the crowd, keeping an eye on wizards who evaded fares.

Luofu handed over the ticket and the box together. The goblin looked at it carefully and looked up. Just as he was about to speak, the young man took the lead and said:

“No check-in service, no toads and mice in your pocket!”

"..."

Without further ado, Luofu carried his black suitcase and entered the express train. He bought two berths and could occupy a small compartment to himself.

The young man quickly found his own compartment, put the box on the bed, and glanced at the opposite compartment, but saw no one.

But from the railing of the upper bunk, two white legs stretched out, like white jade lotus roots, hanging in the air, with their white and tender feet dangling there.

The man was holding an upside-down magazine in his hand, titled "The Quibbler." She seemed to realize that someone was looking at her, so she moved the magazine.

Luofu saw a girl with waist-length blond hair and two staring gray eyes.

"Hello." Rolf smiled and said, "My name is Rolf Scamander."

"Hmm..." The girl nodded, her expression blurred, her gray eyes fixed on Luo Fu and said:

"My name is Luna Lovegood."

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(Thanks to "Yin Tai Dao Tai", "Ji Ai Wa Lang Shui" and "Book Friends" for the rewards)