The Hogwarts Express sounded its loud whistle and rattled into the station.
Vizette and his roommates squeezed through the crowd and struggled to get into the carriage, finally finding an empty compartment.
Without saying a word, his roommates opened their backpacks and took out their homework.
Vizette snapped out of his daze, noticing their synchronized movements and expectant eyes. "What are you planning to do..."
"Finish your homework while you're still here!" Anthony quickly winked and said, "The train is going to take a long time anyway, we can't waste precious time!"
"I'm on Anthony's side this time!" Michael put his arm around Anthony's shoulder. "We can only have a good summer vacation after we finish our homework!"
"agree!"
"Me too!"
Terry and Chris cut to the chase, picked up the heavy "History of Magic" to use as a book cushion, and stared longingly at Vizette.
"Alright! But you guys are going through too much trouble!" Vizette shook his head with a smile, pulled out a piece of parchment and tossed it into the air.
"Vera Verto!" He took out his wand and tapped it on the parchment, which quickly transformed into a desk that perfectly occupied the remaining space in the compartment.
"To conjure a table so effortlessly!" Anthony clapped his hands at the opportune moment. "That's the true value of getting an 'O' with Transfiguration magic!"
With the support of his three roommates, after rounds of applause, he launched into the task of completing the assignment.
They had only been enrolled for a year, and their summer homework was not complicated. It mainly focused on reviewing the knowledge points from previous classes and using them as a basis for writing papers.
The term "paper" was a more formal way of saying it; calling it a reflection after class was also perfectly acceptable.
As long as you listed out the corresponding spellcasting techniques, syllables, and other content, added your own thoughts, and finally made a summary, you could reach the required paper length.
Anthony and his team were able to complete the first few steps independently, but they needed Vizette's help with the final summary and conclusion.
Vizette had a wealth of knowledge; by citing numerous sources, he could add depth to his papers.
This learning atmosphere even infected the carriage next to it, and several Gryffindors actually gathered around, including Harry, Hermione, and Ron.
"That's certainly a good idea…" Harry said with a hint of melancholy. "I guess when I get home, my uncle and aunt will lock up my things."
Similar to Vizette's situation, Harry was also staying with someone else's family.
The difference was that, although Vizette was not related to Luna and the others by blood, he received very good treatment.
Although Harry was staying with relatives, he wasn't doing very well.
Not only did they live in a cupboard under the stairs, but they were also frequently punished by having their food portions restricted.
Having lived at Hogwarts for a full school year, Harry's originally thin frame had become much more robust, and the difference in physique between him and his peers was not as significant.
For some reason, as he listened to Harry's story, Vizette felt his homesickness growing stronger.
To thank Vizette for helping with his homework, Harry generously paid for lunch and bought a lot of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans from a passing shopping cart to treat everyone.
Michael picked up a bag of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans and asked suspiciously, "Didn't you say... Uncle treats you badly? How come he still has money to buy so many snacks?"
Harry took a big bite of the crucible cake and forced a smile. "This is the allowance my parents left me."
"But it's all money for wizards, and my uncle and his family can't spend it all. Wouldn't it be better to use it to entertain our friends?"
It was truly remarkable that Harry could maintain such a sunny personality in the face of such a depressing environment.
Michael also showed his admiration for Harry through his actions, saying, "If you have any homework problems in the future, you can come to me. Even if I can't solve them, there's always Vizette!"
Hermione coughed lightly and muttered, "I'm still here!"
...
In this relaxed atmosphere, the group finished most of their homework and looked forward to a carefree summer vacation.
As the train sounded its whistle again, Platform Nine and Three-Quarters came into view.
Hermione carefully put away her wand. "What a pity, I won't be able to practice magic this summer..."
This was a notice sent by the school to all students, warning them not to use magic during the holiday.
"The rules aren't that strict," Anthony said calmly. "As long as there are adult wizards around, you can still practice magic without being warned by the Ministry of Magic."
Ron nodded in agreement, "That's true. People like Fred would cast spells at home, but they've never been warned."
Vizette said knowingly, "If you want to practice magic but don't live in a wizarding village, you can also consider going to Diagon Alley."
Hermione's eyes lit up immediately. "That's right! How come I didn't think of that!"
"But I can't get out…" Harry sighed, then immediately perked up. "But I can keep it from my uncle and aunt that I can't cast spells outside of school! Dudley's lucky!"
Just then, a familiar, hollow voice echoed through the train.
"The Hogwarts Express has arrived at the station. Please take your luggage with you and avoid leaving it on the train..."
Vizette let out a breath, grabbed his luggage, and followed the crowd out of the carriage.
A sudden flutter in his heart made him instinctively look up.
He seemed to see familiar pale golden hair weaving through the surging crowd in the distance.
He tried to see clearly whether it was the one he was thinking of, but he lost sight of that familiar figure.
Terry asked suspiciously, "Vizette, aren't you going out? You seem distracted."
Vizette placed his hand on his chest; the throbbing was still there.
He shook his head slightly. "I'll wait here for a while. You guys go out first!"
He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but his heart seemed to be beating faster until his eyes were suddenly covered.
The touch was both soft and cool, probably from a pair of hands.
"Welcome back!" Luna's unique ethereal voice rang out, with a hint of excitement in it.
The cool, soft touch vanished, and Luna appeared suddenly before Vizette like an ethereal sprite.
Luna had grown a little taller, wearing an orange-red dress adorned with star patterns. Her long, fluffy, light golden hair was tied up, revealing the fair skin of her slender neck.
A smile graced her face, and her bright eyes blinked in an instant.
Vizette smiled and said, "I felt like I saw you just now."
Luna nodded, saying matter-of-factly, "I felt the same way, so I rushed over!"
The students were eager to get home, and the crowd surged toward King's Cross Station.
A guard stood at the exit, directing the students to leave in an orderly manner to avoid causing unnecessary trouble.
"Shall we wait here for a while? That should be alright, right?" Vizette asked.
Luna nodded. "Of course it's okay. Dad was going to wait for you outside, but I wanted to come in."
Once the queue to leave the platform had thinned out, Vizette picked up his luggage and left with Luna…
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