Peggy Grossman watched as her dad neatly packed various things, then efficiently arranged and stuffed them into her suitcase. Meanwhile, she was playing with her wand.
"Little Sweetie, how about I bring you a can of cocoa powder?" Mr. Grossman held a can of cocoa powder, looking somewhat indecisive.
"No need, Dad. Tom mentioned that the Hogwarts meals are excellent, and hot chocolate should never be in short supply."
"Aren't you worried you won't like other brands?" Mr. Grossman showed a kind and hearty smile. However, seeing the suitcase already full, he gave up on the idea of adding a can of cocoa powder.
A daughter traveling a thousand miles brings worry to her father.
Mr. Grossman wished he could move their entire home to his daughter.
He crammed all the pretty clothes his daughter bought in Diagon Alley, even adding two sets of pillows and blankets. Of course, there was also the teddy bear Peggy loved so much—this was a gift from her mother, now quite old, but Peggy, who was fastidious, never thought of discarding it.
In addition, there were piles of books, cauldrons, parchment, and other school supplies...
Various odds and ends were crammed into two 28-inch large suitcases.
While Mr. Grossman was busy, Peggy took out a handkerchief and gently wiped her wand. She could always recall Tom's evaluation of her wand: Elderwood is the rarest wand wood, and using Elderwood wands is more tricky than using other wands. They possess powerful magic and disdain accompanying owners who are not outstanding. Most wizards with Elderwood wands are renowned worldwide.
As for Phoenix feather, it is the rarest wand core type. Wands with Phoenix feather cores are the pickiest when selecting owners, as Phoenixes themselves are one of the world's most independent and aloof creatures.
Of course, Tom also concealed some crucial details, such as the Elderwood wand having a reputation for bringing misfortune.
To be honest, Tom felt that the combination of Elderwood and Phoenix feather, these two materials, didn't match at all. He wondered how Mr. Ollivander had thought of making such an uncoordinated wand.
Mr. Grossman squeezed in the last few items, then struggled to close the suitcase, finally zipping it up. At this point, Peggy was getting a bit bored. She elegantly waved her wand, saying, "Wingardium Leviosa!"
The pens on the table floated steadily.
During the period between receiving their wands and the start of school, young wizards who had just entered school had a high tolerance from the Ministry of Magic. They could use magic freely at home—this was also related to the fact that young wizards wouldn't cast any outrageous spells. Hermione, after getting her wand, self-taught many spells at home, and the Ministry of Magic didn't send any warning letters.
Mr. Grossman looked at his daughter, laughing happily—his greatest wish was for his daughter to grow up healthy.
"Get along well with your classmates at school. If anything happens, you can find Tom, your senior. I can see he's reliable at a glance. And remember the saying, 'Rely on parents at home, rely on—'"
"—Friends!" Peggy showed a somewhat helpless expression. "Dad, I've heard this saying a million times! Always bothering Tom isn't good."
"Also, maintain good relationships with your roommates."
"Okay, I'll get along well with them." Peggy's smile was as pure and angelic as ever.
"Lastly, have a balanced diet, regular daily routine, eat your meals, drink your soup—"
"Optimistic and cheerful!" Peggy sighed as she listened to these sixteen words, feeling like her ears were getting calloused.
"Oh, by the way, Dad, my awards. When I'm away, can you take care of them?"
"Sure, I'll hire a maid to clean regularly."
"A maid?" Peggy put down her wand.
"Yeah, I don't have much time usually, and my little sweetie is so outstanding, winning so many awards. I can't keep up with that."
"Never mind then." Peggy said expressionlessly. "No need to hire a maid; they're not trustworthy. I'll come back during the holidays to clean. It's perfect—I can show you the cleaning spell I've learned!" She smiled again.
"Give a little more trust to others." Mr. Grossman sighed but still agreed not to casually hire a maid for his daughter's home.
At this moment, there was a cat's meow outside the window.
"Ha! It's that little guy!" Mr. Grossman stood up, took out a piece of salmon from the fridge, and threw it out of the window.
"It comes every day since then. I just give it some soon-to-expire food from the fridge."
"Well, it's good. But it's a bit noisy."
The room fell into a brief silence. Mr. Grossman continued packing, while Peggy sat on a stool, lost in thought.
After finishing packing, Mr. Grossman ruffled his daughter's hair. "Go to bed early, Little Sweetie. Good night! Here's a basket of hugs for you~"
"Then I'll give you a basket of kisses~" Peggy responded with a smile.
"A basket of kisses."
"A basket of kisses!"
"A basket of kisses~"
...
The next morning, Peggy and her father took a car to the airport. They first flew to London, then took a train to King's Cross Station. Due to the meticulous planning, the entire route was well-organized by Mr. Grossman's secretary, and they arrived at the train station smoothly and on time.
They also met Tom and Hermione at the station. With Tom's help, they saved the trouble of finding the platform.
On the other hand, Harry's side was chaotic. Everyone was losing things and running around, and Mr. Weasley stumbled over a chicken while moving boxes, almost breaking his neck—on that evening, the Weasley family had chicken stew for dinner. Shortly after they left, Fred remembered that he left his Fireworks at home. When they set off again, everyone's temper was already on edge.
Misfortunes never come singly; Mr. Weasley even took the wrong route...
Even though they were almost late, Mrs. Weasley refused to let Arthur use the flying mode. So they had to accept the reality of being stuck in traffic. Eventually, they arrived at King's Cross Station just a minute before eleven.
A group of people rushed into the station.
At the same time, the guards outside Platform 9 also noticed a special situation: it seemed that a magical creature had entered the station. They hurried to drive it away. In these few short minutes, the outside wall of Platform 9 was unattended.
The Weasley family rushed through the wall in a hurry, leaving only Harry and Ron behind.
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