Examining the photo, Luke's familiarity with the massive rock wall carved with four heads grew. It certainly didn't resemble anything from President Rock's world. He couldn't help but wonder if this time he had entered the Naruto World.
The memories from his eleven years in this world had become vague, and he could only recall a few prominent characters, with the rest of the plot fading away. The worlds the Frog had taken him to in the past were always unique and strong, like the Fairy Tail world that yielded the Thunder Dragon Slayer crystal. Now, the Naruto World awaited with its own intriguing surprises, fueling Luke's anticipation.
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Time passed quickly on uneventful days, and suddenly, it was the day before school was set to begin. Luke sat before the fireplace, handing his completed letter to the waiting owl. Since parting ways with Hermione, they had been using owls to stay in touch.
"Thank you," he said as he opened the window, allowing the pure white owl to take flight.
Turning his attention to the Frog sleeping in its nest, Luke recalled that it had returned half a month ago, bearing a unique souvenir—a smaller scroll. Upon identification, the scroll was revealed to be named "[Spirituality]." Since then, the Frog had nestled in its nest, showing no signs of embarking on another journey.
At this point, Luke didn't require additional means to enhance his strength. The Thunder Dragon Slayer crystal he had acquired was sufficient for years of study. He had nearly mastered all the dragon magics in his mind, except the Red Lightning Dragon Mode. His body continued to strengthen, with his once-flat abdomen now showing distinct muscle definition.
However, his appearance remained relatively unchanged when clothed. He had even tested his newfound strength, effortlessly lifting a solid wood table with one hand.
"Is the dragon's crystal continuously altering my physique?" Luke pondered aloud as he gazed at the blue sky.
Ultimately, he would not transform into a dragon like the first-generation Dragon Slayer magicians.
Being a second-generation recipient of the transplanted crystal had no such effect. At least that's what he hopped. But maybe he will become an existance like Acnologia.
Setting aside these musings, Luke focused on preparing for school the next day. He organized his books, clothing, headphones, and game consoles—items that did not belong to this era but were brought back by the Frog from past travels.
As everything fell into place, the bright afternoon transitioned into a starry night. Luke prepared his own meal, as his familiarity with local cuisine was limited. Cooking food was a skill he had acquired over the past eleven years, and it allowed him to enjoy familiar flavors.
After the meal, the owl returned with a letter from Hermione. The message was brief: meet at King's Cross station tomorrow.
With all preparations completed, Luke settled down for the night. In the spacious bed, moonlight filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow on his handsome face. The room was tranquil, interrupted only by the occasional croak of a frog, enveloping everything in silence.
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It was six in the morning when Luke woke up.
After a refreshing shower and a simple breakfast, Luke set out with his luggage to find a taxi.
King's Cross Station was well-known throughout London, being a Grade 1 station located in the heart of the city.
Luke had been to King's Cross before, but at that time, he never imagined it would lead him to the world of wizards.
His house wasn't too far from the center of London, and the taxi was quite speedy, taking only half an hour to reach the station.
As Luke stepped out of the cab with his luggage, he spotted a cute girl with fluffy hair scanning the crowd.
"Hi, Luke, here I am!"
Just as Luke was about to pass her, Hermione's brown eyes locked onto the blonde figure.
After all, that handsome face stood out in the bustling crowd!
Approaching Luke, Hermione tilted her head inquisitively and remarked, "Luke, have you grown taller? You seem much taller than I remember."
"Really? Maybe it's just during the growth spurt," Luke replied with a knowing smile, though he couldn't reveal the true reason.
Indeed, eleven-year-old Luke had reached a height of about 155 centimeters, making him quite noticeable among his peers.
"Oh, and is that frog on your head your pet?"
Hermione nodded knowingly, her eyes lighting up as she gazed curiously at the Frog resting atop Luke's head with wide eyes.
"Frog, meet my friend Hermione," Luke said, taking the Frog off his head and placing it in front of Hermione. "It's a frog who loves to travel."
The Frog had an unusual appearance, unlike ordinary frogs. It resembled a creature one might encounter in a video game. This unique and adorable appearance naturally drew the attention of young Hermione.
"So cute, it looks like a magical creature," Hermione remarked as she affectionately touched the Frog's little head.
She wanted one too.
"If you have any baby Frogs, could you give me one?"
Luke's mouth twitched as he looked at the Frog lying in his hand, pretending to be lifeless. It seemed unenthusiastic about the idea of reproducing.
Although Luke didn't know the gender of the Frogs, he assumed that it was male.
"Of course," he replied after a moment of contemplation.
As they chatted along the way, the two friends arrived between platforms nine and ten.
"Platform 9 & 3/4? Where is that platform?"
The Granger couple, who followed closely behind, looked around in confusion.
"It should be this pillar," Luke said, pointing in a direction while examining his train ticket.
"I read about it in the Hogwarts magazine. This column is the platform to Hogwarts Station."
With that, Luke picked up his luggage and walked toward the pillar.
"I'll give it a try!"
He lightly touched the pillar adorned with patterns, revealing that it was merely an illusion.
Then, to the astonishment of the Grangers, Luke walked right through it.
Hermione, standing nearby, followed suit, quickly passing through the pillar and arriving at platform 9 & 3/4?
The Grangers followed closely behind.
As they reached the platform, a sight unfolded before them: a dark red steam locomotive with the name prominently displayed.
[Hogwarts Express]
The train to the magical school was about to depart!
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