After celebrating and then convening in a meeting to finalize plans for the year, along with some accidental encounters in Diagon Alley, it was soon time to head to Hogwarts.
Now, in a car on the way to King's Cross Station, Harry was sitting in the front seat, while Vernon acted as the driver. Inni was in the back, trying to stay inconspicuous to avoid being seen.
It's worth noting that Harry's elves are not like the ones from the books or series. After the soul bond, they underwent a transformation, becoming more human-like in appearance.
Their heads were still a bit too large for the rest of their bodies, but over the years, Harry's magic played a significant role in complementing their growth.
Now, they looked like very cute children—if not for the long elf ears they fashioned.
Still, when you looked at them, you wouldn't categorize them as just three human girls. They always carried a magical aura that set them apart.
Sitting cross-legged, Harry looked out the car window as the mundane world passed by, bringing him ever closer to magic and his destined danger.
He rhythmically tapped his leg.
Soon, the car came to a stop at his destination.
Harry looked out at King's Cross Station.
"Don't sulk; you know you're needed here," he said gently.
"Hmmm."
Harry turned back to look at Inni, who had her head down. It was very rare for Inni to show such emotions.
"Inni, look at me," he said. She looked up with a sad expression in her eyes. "It's alright. We will miss you too."
Harry patted Inni's head. "It's okay. We can meet when Hogsmeade opens for us."
The parting was necessary because, while Mini and Moo would accompany him to Hogwarts, Inni was to stay behind to manage his accounts and budding investments.
Surprisingly, it was easy for Mini and Moo to infiltrate Hogwarts, but they soon realized that once they were in, it was difficult to get out before the year ended or they left their employment with Hogwarts.
"Hmmm, if only I could act more freely," Harry mused as he walked toward Platform 9¾, his hands empty since his luggage was already at Hogwarts.
Harry stood in front of the pillar between the platforms. This time, he was not late, so there was no meeting with the ragtag Weasleys.
The anxious Harry, since day one of his transmigration, had been curious about which Harry Potter universe he had entered. After studying the world and all the magical news he could gather through the elves, Harry came to a conclusion.
This world had no fanatical groups, no aliens, no mutants, no superheroes, and it was not an ero world. The last bit was somewhat regrettable, but it skin of his back.
This was just the plain old Harry Potter world.
Still, he didn't want to take chances with a messed-up plot or Dumbledore being the darkest of all.
"Whatever, I'll find out soon enough." Harry walked through the pillar.
As Harry passed through the barrier, the bustling scene of Platform 9¾ unfolded before him. The scarlet Hogwarts Express stood proudly, billowing steam, and the platform was crowded with students and their families, all eager for the new school year.
Harry took a deep breath, feeling a mix of excitement and anticipation.
He maneuvered through the crowd, careful to avoid drawing too much attention. Despite his new circumstances, Harry preferred to keep a low profile. He spotted a few familiar faces among the throngs of people but chose to keep moving.
"Harry!" A voice called out, and Harry turned to see Hermione Granger waving at him enthusiastically. She was standing with her parents, who looked slightly bewildered by the magical chaos around them.
"Hey, Hermione!" Harry greeted her with a smile, making his way over. "How was your summer?"
Harry had met Hermione on one of his visits to Diagon Alley, particularly at Flourish and Blotts Bookseller. Let's just say that Hermione was very excited to meet the supposed hero of the wizarding world. Not to say Harry was not surprised when he met the brains of the golden trio. After talking with her, the first thing that came to Harry's mind was, 'I finally completed the set.' Inni, Mini, Mione, Moo.
"It was great! I finished all the course books," Hermione said excitedly. "I can't wait to get to Hogwarts and start our lessons."
Harry smiled and then greeted Hermione's parents, who were standing behind her. "Nice to see you again, Mr. and Mrs. Granger."
They nodded warmly, still looking a bit overwhelmed. "Good to see you too, Harry," Mr. Granger replied.
Harry and Hermione then headed towards the train, with Hermione carrying her bag. As they walked, she suddenly said, "Hmm, shouldn't a gentleman offer to pick up a lady's bag?"
Harry grinned. "Ah, where's this beautiful lady you speak of?"
Hermione snorted, rolling her eyes playfully. "Hmm, very funny." She walked into an empty cabin, and Harry followed her in.
Once inside, they settled into their seats. harry helped Hermione place her bag on the rack and took a seat opposite Harry
As they settled in, they heard a knock on the door.
Harry turned to look, half-expecting it to be Ron.
"Um, is this seat taken?" a boy asked, his voice wavering slightly with anxious jitters.
"No, not at all. You can sit here," Hermione replied.
The boy walked in, head down, fidgeting with the strap of his trunk, and placed it in the overhead compartment.
As he sat down, he glanced at Hermione and the only other boy in the compartment. "Um, thanks. I'm Neville Longbottom."
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AN: do y'll not like this fic, should I drop it?