River God Horatio

At King's Cross Station in London.

A little boy pushed a small cart through it.

"Old Deng actually dared to leave me alone at the station. If I don't give him a hard time, won't my Alchemy talent be wasted?" Horatio grumbled fiercely, and the surrounding travelers felt a chill down their spines from the resentment radiating from him.

He arrived at the third pillar between Platform 9 and Platform 10.

"This should be it." Horatio adjusted his angle and charged towards the pillar, "Ura!"

Bang, amidst a chaotic flurry of cat jumps, eagle flights, and crow caws, Horatio stood up expressionlessly, dusting himself off under the confused gazes of the people around him.

"I have no intention of distinguishing right from wrong. Since I've lost face, this world has no reason to exist anymore. Heaven and Earth Live Together." Horatio reached for a bag at his waist, intending to take something out.

"Oh~ child, you're going the wrong way. It should be the third pillar counting from the back, not from the front," a female voice interrupted Horatio's action.

"You must be a new student of Hogwarts too," a beautiful lady pulled Horatio over and said to him in a low voice.

"My daughter is also starting this year. She just went through this pillar," she pointed to another pillar with her finger. "Hurry up. If you meet my daughter at school, please take care of her. Oh, right, my daughter's name is Hermione Granger."

On the Hogwarts Express train, a little girl dragged her heavy luggage to a carriage and pulled open the door. Inside, a little boy was sitting by the window.

He wore a black windbreaker embroidered with red clouds. A beautiful black cat rested on his left hand, an owl and a raven perched on his shoulders, and he was flipping through an open book on the table with his right hand.

Sunlight streamed through the window, illuminating his dark hair and thick eyebrows. His sapphire-blue eyes sparkled with wisdom, and everything about him was elegant.

The little girl at the door was stunned. After a moment, she snapped back to reality and nervously pointed to the seat opposite the boy. "Hello, is anyone sitting here?"

"No, please, be my guest," the little boy replied without looking up, continuing to read his book.

After settling her luggage, the little girl sat down opposite the boy. "Hello, my name is Hannah Abbott. Can we get acquainted?"

The little boy opposite her looked up, observed the girl, then quickly closed his book, took out a piece of paper and a pen. "Lord Iron Throne, could you please sign this piece of paper for me and also write 'This Book is Certified by the Iron Throne'?"

Hannah Abbott didn't understand what he meant but did as he asked.

Horatio carefully put away the paper and extended his hand to Hannah Abbott. "My name is Horatio Queble. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Just as Horatio and Hannah Abbott were discussing how to manage a bar, the carriage door was suddenly pushed open.

"Excuse me, have you seen a toad named Trevor?"

"Wow! Hannah, look, a beaver has become a spirit! Is the magical world really this amazing?"

A vein popped on Hermione Granger's forehead. A beaver-like creature charged at Horatio and landed an uppercut to his stomach.

"Pfft, a young little witch acting dishonorably, attacking a little boy like me." Horatio clutched his stomach, curled up on the seat in pain.

After a while, Horatio recovered, "What are you looking for the toad for? Want to give it a kiss to turn it into your prince charming?"

Just as Hermione was about to give Horatio another two slaps, a timid male voice sounded at the door, "Um, Trevor is my pet, he got lost, and Hermione is helping me find him."

Horatio looked up. A round-faced boy stood at the carriage door, head bowed.

"Isis, look, isn't this your cousin who's been missing for years?"

Can't find it by searching the book title, you can try searching the author, maybe they just changed their name!

"???"

"Ahem, I'm not joking anymore." Horatio coughed, patted the windbreaker on his body, and with a change, the black windbreaker turned into a white robe.

Horatio walked up to Neville, "Young wizard, did you lose this golden toad?" With a flip of his right hand, a golden toad appeared.

"Or this silver toad?" With a flip of his left hand, a silver toad appeared.

"Or this ordinary golden-backed toad?" A golden-backed toad floated over from a corner.

"Trevor!!! Thank you, this is my toad." Neville quickly hugged the golden-backed toad.

"Oh ho ho, young wizard, you're so honest. These are all for you." Horatio, with his River God Limited Skin, stuffed the golden toad and the silver toad into Neville's hands and pushed him out of the carriage before he could refuse.

"Hey! How did you do that? Are you from a wizarding family?" Hermione suddenly asked.

"Heh, Uncle Huo is very pleased when you ask him questions, but Uncle Huo doesn't like the way you address him."

Seeing Hermione already starting to move her wrists, Horatio quickly said, "Calm down, calm down. It's a long story. That day I was eating hot pot and singing in the orphanage, and an old man suddenly appeared before me..."

"Get to the point!!!"

"Before school started, Dumbledore took me to an old man named Nicolas Flamel. I was his house-elf for a month and learned a few tricks from him."

Hermione hugged her head and shouted, "This is unfair! Why can you all learn such powerful magic before school starts, and I can only study by myself?"

Hannah weakly raised her hand from the corner of the carriage, "Um, I don't know magic either. My family didn't teach me."

"..."

Hermione stomped out of the carriage, then suddenly turned back and asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

"Horatio Quibble."

"My name is Hermione Granger. I've remembered you. Once we get to school, I will definitely surpass you."

Horatio waved his little bear hand, indicating she could try.

"Hmph!!!"

As the train traveled, the sky gradually darkened, and finally, the train stopped at Hogsmeade Station.

Horatio and Hannah changed into their school uniforms and stepped off the train. A tall figure holding a lantern shouted, "First-years, come with me."

Horatio's eyes lit up when he saw Hagrid. He darted to Hagrid's side and tugged at his sleeve. "You must be Hagrid. Professor Dumbledore mentioned you."

Hagrid lowered his head to look at Horatio. "May I ask who you are?"

"Oh, my name is Horatio Queble. You're really tall! Are you a giant?"

"No, I'm a half-giant. My father was a wizard, and my mother was a giant."

A question mark appeared above Horatio's head. This... was hard to judge. He could only say that true warriors dare to explore the deepest caves.

"Haha, I know an elegant giantess. I'll introduce you sometime."

"Really? I'm looking forward to it."