Rebirth of the Harry Potter

"Why are you here? Your carriage is right up front," Harry asked.

Astoria said pitifully: "When I got on the train at the end, a lot of people rushed up and squeezed me to the back of the train. So tall, so tall."

She stood up, stood on tiptoes, and stretched her hands upwards vigorously, but she still couldn't reach the height that satisfied her.

Harry put her on the seat with his arms around her waist.

The last ones are all in the sixth and seventh grades, and their height is almost the same as that of adults.

To this little girl, who is incomparable even to her peers, she is almost like a giant.

Astoria blushed and became quiet.

Astoria looked too young, only about eight or nine years old.

It's okay if you just look at Xiao Xiao, but her performance is too simple. Harry bet that if anyone in the Muggle world came along and said her parents had sent him to pick her up, she would follow them without a doubt.

Astoria was so well protected by her parents that her mind was somewhat weaker than other eleven-year-old children.

Harry watched Astoria keep looking at Hermione and Zhang Qiu who were sitting across from him, and said with a smile, "They are my friends, she is Zhang Qiu, and she is Hermione."

Although they slandered Harry for his wolfish ambitions, Astoria's cute appearance won them over.

If Harry knew what they were thinking, he would definitely cry for injustice.

He really just loves this Astoria who is like a sister.

"Sister Hermione, sister Zhang Qiu." Astoria called out sweetly.

Both Zhang Qiu and Hermione are the only children in the family, and they have no older siblings to rely on, nor have they become older sisters who are relied upon by their younger siblings.

So, when they heard this little sister calling them sisters, they suddenly understood why Harry, who had always been indifferent, would treat a child so tenderly.

"Brother, sister" really hits the soft spot of people's hearts.

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Harry wondered just how innocent Astoria was.

He tried to ask some questions.

"Astoria, do you know where we're going?"

"Yes, Mom said, it's Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Witchcraft and Wizardry, and she let me have fun there."

Harry: "This is my mother, no doubt my real mother!"

"Then do you know what the four colleges are?"

"do not know."

It's still receptive, and while most children from wizarding families know what the four Hogwarts houses are, some still don't until they enter the school.

Harry thought for a while, then took out a few coins from his pocket: "Do you know what this is?"

"I know." Astoria clapped her hands and said, "This is something that can make my servants very happy."

"I gave them my favorite pudding cake, and they were not so happy."

Harry was defeated. Astoria's parents must be a pair of gods, otherwise how could they raise such a daughter.

"Then you must have heard of Quidditch," said Harry.

From Astoria's ignorant eyes, Harry knew the answer he wanted.

To the little girl's parents, Harry only has 8 words: be convinced, but not convinced.

For the wizarding world, which is extremely lacking in entertainment culture, Quidditch is even better than the NBA and the World Cup in the Muggle world.

Almost every wizarding child who has just learned to read and write knows about Quidditch.

Harry could imagine just how protective Astoria's parents were of her.

A beautiful castle was built for her, where there was only tranquility and peace, without any contact with the outside world, and created her pure heart.

Harry admired it, but he wondered why her parents decided to throw her from the benign environment into the chaotic outside world.

Of course Harry didn't know how long this decision had tormented her parents.

Her mother had no intention of throwing her precious daughter to Hogwarts to live on her own, but was planning to hire a family wizard to teach her.

Trust a pure-blood family with centuries of history to hire the best wizards.

But her father, the Greengrass patriarch, finally realizes that his daughter needs real growth, not living in a greenhouse all the time.

The couple even had a big fight, and finally the mother backed down, crying and saying that if her precious daughter came home in half a year, she said she was unhappy at school. Immediately dropped out of Hogwarts.

Astoria's father agreed, caring no less than his mother did for his daughter.

...

Through some simple inquiries, Harry knew exactly what kind of situation Astoria was in.

Of course there is nothing wrong with her mind, it is normal.

But her common sense is equal to nothing.

The summary is that I read less books, meet fewer people, and communicate less with people.

As long as she lived in Hogwarts for a while, she would naturally become like everyone else.

But she couldn't accept all the external things at once, the shock might cause her harm.

Like a lesson learned in Harry's book. The frog at the bottom of the well was suddenly told by a bird how big the world is.

Harry suspected that the final outcome might be that the frog's world view could not stand such a big change, and he committed suicide by hitting the wall of the well.

If the little bird slowly tells it that there is a big river outside, wait for it to go out, then tell it that there is a bigger one, that there is a forest, and then tell it that there is a continent and an ocean.

Frogs might just take it.

So Harry decided to help Astoria learn slowly, that is, act as a protector.

Has Harry always been this kind? of course not.

The main reason is that Astoria is a lovely and beautiful little girl. If she is ugly, that is another matter.

So we still have to look at the face.

...

After a while, a woman pushing a small cart knocked on the door, and the cart was filled with all kinds of snacks.

Astoria looked at those things curiously.

Without thinking, Harry knew she probably didn't know what a snack was.

Harry picked out a bunch of...normal snacks. He hasn't eaten anything since he had those unique flavors. However, in Harry's opinion, the extremely nervous snacks are very popular.

Studies have shown that people are prone to sleepiness after eating. Astoria yawned after a while, feeling sleepy. She hugged Harry's arm, clung to him, and fell asleep with her little head on one side.

Harry couldn't think of her as an 11-year-old girl at all. At least the other first-year students understood most of what they should understand.

The boundaries between men and women, and vigilance against strangers. It is impossible for people to do things like leaning on others to sleep just after meeting.

She was still a child, and to her Harry was more like a daughter than a brother caring for a sister.

Hermione suddenly felt that it was not so good to be smart, because it is difficult for a smart person to do what a stupid person can do naturally.

Zhang Qiu didn't expect Harry to have such a side: maybe even Harry didn't notice, he looked at the sleeping little girl next to him, and hummed softly unconsciously. This is not a song, but it can make people feel Just rest assured.

This appearance reminded Zhang Qiu of his father.

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It was getting dark, and the long journey was coming to an end.

Astoria woke up, she rubbed her eyes with her small hands, and shouted: "Mom..."

When she saw the carriage clearly, she realized that she was separated from her parents.

At this time, it was the first time that I was separated from my parents, and my heart was the most panicked.

Just when she was full of anxiety and was about to cry in the next second, a warm palm covered the top of her head and stroked her hair: "What's the matter, do you miss your mother?"

Astoria looked up at Harry, finding a sense of security, with red eyes: "Yes."

"Your mother is thinking of you too. If she knows you are crying, she must be very sad." Harry said softly.

Harry's words seemed to have magic power. Astoria thought of her mother's unhappy appearance, tears did not fall, and said, "I can't make my mother sad."

"But, what if I miss my mother?"

Still back to this question.

Harry had been prepared for a long time, he said: "Did your mother buy you an owl?"

"Yeah." She pointed to a small cage, inside which was a little white owl.

"If you miss your mother, you can write her a letter, and soon, your mother will receive the letter and write back to you."

Harry gently stroked Astoria's head as if he was stroking his kitten, and said, "Think about it, you haven't met your parents, but you can talk to them, what a shame. How interesting."

It was not known whether Harry's palm had a calming effect, or Harry's words attracted her attention.

She was no longer sad, with two dimples on her face, imagining the scene Harry said, and said happily: "Then I will write a letter to my mother now."

"of course."

As long as you don't cry, you can say anything.

Harry took out a pen and paper and handed it to her.

She slumped the paper on the table, holding the quill in her little hand, thinking about what to write.

She only wrote a few lines on the paper, after all, she was just a child.

"Done." She folded the letter.

Harry helped her put it into the owl's small leather pouch: "Then, you just tell it where to send the letter."

Astoria picked up the owl, giggled and said, "Xiao Wei, send the letter back to my house."

Then throw it.

The owl flew out of the train window in the night, and flew into the distance.

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