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"What kind of magic card is this?"

"The repair spell can repair some broken things...but not humans."

"Oh, I understand, it can only be used to repair items."

Harry held the magic card and looked at it curiously. He wanted to use this magical little thing now, but considering the mess around him, he held back.

The carriage in front was already full of people, and even the aisle was full of people. Harry and Remy had to get off the train and continue to move toward the carriage behind them along the platform.

After arriving at the very back of the train and seeing no one at the window, the two men breathed a sigh of relief and entered the carriage with their luggage.

There is indeed no one in this carriage, not even a single person.

"It seems we are lucky, at least we can get on the train." Remy said.

Harry didn't speak. He couldn't wait to sit down, then took off his glasses and picked up the magic card and pointed it at the glasses.

"Just pour magic into it, right?" Harry asked.

"Yes, but this may be a little difficult for you on your first day of contact with magic. You may have to try a few more times."

As he spoke, Remy put away his suitcase, then sat across from Harry and quietly watched Harry playing with the magic cards.

Just like Remy said, it was difficult for Harry, who came into contact with magic on his first day and didn't know a single spell, to take the initiative to release his magic.

Whether it was because he was a little nervous under Remy's gaze or because he used too much force, Harry's face turned red and veins were faintly visible on the hand holding the magic card.

"Relax, Harry, releasing magic is not giving birth to a baby, so you don't need to exert so much force." Remy said.

Harry: ...

Your metaphor is really wonderful and puzzling. How can I possibly know what giving birth is like?

Nodding, Harry took a deep breath and relaxed before continuing to try.

After a while, with a continuous whistle sound, the old-fashioned steam train shook violently, and then it started to run.

"Hi, hello."

A red-haired little boy waved his hand slightly awkwardly. He swayed left and right with his luggage along with the car. It was Ron whom he had just met.

"The other carriages are full, can I come in?" Ron continued to ask.

Harry glanced at Remy, then picked up the glasses placed on the seat: "Of course, come and sit... Do you need help?"

"No, thank you, no need, I can do it myself."

After struggling to drag the heavy and large suitcase into the compartment, Ron wiped his sweat and hesitated before sitting next to Harry.

Compared to Remy who was wandering outside the window without saying a word, Harry was obviously easier to get along with.

When getting along for the first time, it is inevitable to introduce yourself. After the three of them introduced themselves, Ron suddenly transformed into Harry's little fanboy.

In the wizarding world, Harry is at the top of the list. It can be said that he has fans ranging from 99 to [-] people to those who have just learned how to walk, and he kills both men and women.

Ron and Harry had a heated discussion, introduced their past, and complained about some of their troubles. The two hit it off as soon as they met and have become good friends.

To put it exaggeratedly, it’s just a matter of time.

After a while, a standard train attendant pushed a trolley full of snacks from the back of the car. Harry immediately said generously that he would pay for all the purchases today, allowing the two of them to choose the snacks they wanted to eat. .

Ron took out a sandwich and declined Harry's treat a little cautiously, while Remy waved his hand.

"Leave the car, otherwise we won't have anywhere to put our things," Remy said.

Ron suddenly looked at Remy with wide eyes and disbelief, and then quickly looked at Harry, only to find that Harry shook his head helplessly.

"I knew you would buy things like this."

As he spoke, Harry took out a handful of gold coins from his pocket, which immediately made Ron's eyes widen.

"I don't know if the money is enough. If it's not enough, you can ask him for the rest." Harry pointed at Remy and said.

The flight attendant smiled slightly, took only six gold galleons, and then gave Harry a handful of change.

This surprised Harry, and at the same time he had a more intuitive understanding of the purchasing power of gold galleons.

"Remy, Ron, what do you want to eat?" Harry asked as he pushed the trolley between the seats.

This small cart can just be used as a table for them, and it has three layers.

"Bring me a cake, I'm hungry." Remy said.

Harry nodded, and after glancing at Ron who looked more reserved and couldn't help but keep looking at the trolley, Harry took out a large piece of cake, cut it and gave each of them a piece.

"No, no, no, no, no, I'll just have a sandwich." Ron said in a panic, swallowing at the same time.

"Oh, there's so much food here, we can't finish it all, so just do us a favor."

With that said, Harry put the cake into Ron's hand.

Remy, on the other hand, took the cake and started cleaning the items on the top layer of the cart, moving them to the lower two layers, and throwing some to Harry and Ron.

After clearing an area, Remy motioned to Harry to put down the remaining cakes, then stood up and opened his suitcase to take out a tea set.

"Great, I was thinking just now that we might be very thirsty after eating like this." Harry said.

"Then let's have a cup of tea."

After pouring three cups of tea, Remy took out a small box, which was full of magic crystals.

He took out a piece and put it into his cup. The tempting aroma immediately refreshed the three people in the cubicle.

"What is this? It smells so good!" Ron asked.

"Medicine." Remy said, "The blue-recovering medicine can make people more energetic... Do you want to try it?"

medicine?

Harry and Ron looked surprised, and then there was a hint of sympathy in their eyes.

"No, you can keep it for emergencies," Harry said.

"Well, let's just have tea." Ron said.

Remy felt a little confused, but he nodded and put away the box.

Drinking tea and eating cakes and snacks, it happens to be afternoon tea time, how can I feel so comfortable.

While admiring the beautiful scenery outside the window, Remy listened to Ron giving Harry various snacks and listened to them chatting to relieve their boredom.

After a while, he found that there was no sound, and Remy looked back at the two of them.

Ron was eating, while Harry was looking at a small card intently.

"What are you looking at so fascinated by?"

With that said, Remy took the small card in Harry's hand.

"Hey~ Cliona, the Druid[12] priestess, it turns out you are good at this, Harry." Remy said jokingly.

"No, no!" Harry's face turned red instantly: "I just, just..."

"Concealing it is the truth~"

Returning the card to Harry, Remy bent down and took out a box from the suitcase, then took out a dozen cards from it and handed them to Harry.

Looking at the portraits on the cards, Harry's eyes immediately straightened.