The Missing Trevor

Once he got the Nimbus 2000 for free, he could help Gryffindor win the Quidditch Cup in his first year and fulfill McGonagall's wish of defeating Slytherin in a Quidditch match.

After all, according to the original story, the Gryffindor Team did not truly win the Quidditch Cup until Harry's third year.

In his first year, Harry had fallen unconscious in the school hospital for some time after stopping Voldemort from stealing the Sorcerer's Stone. He missed the match against Ravenclaw, resulting in Gryffindor's crushing defeat.

In his second year, the Quidditch matches were canceled outright because the Chamber of Secrets had been opened.

It was not until his third year that the Gryffindor Team truly defeated the other three Houses and won Hogwarts' hard-earned Quidditch Cup.

So, after much consideration, he decided that joining Gryffindor House was the most beneficial choice for him right now.

Tonight, at the Sorting Ceremony, he would choose Gryffindor!

Hearing that Jerry also favored Gryffindor, Hermione broke into a delighted smile.

Jerry was such a rare friend she got along with so well. Of course she hoped they could be sorted into the same House and study together.

"Ah! Ah, Trevor! Trevor, where did you go? My Trevor is gone again!"

Neville suddenly let out a miserable cry from across from them, making Hermione jump.

"Neville, what Trevor? What's wrong?"

Seeing Neville crawl around on the floor with a miserable expression, searching for something, Hermione hurriedly stood up and asked.

Neville searched the compartment once, then finally sat weakly on the floor and began to sob.

"My Trevor... he's the toad Uncle bought me as a reward for getting into Hogwarts. He's always trying to run away from me, and now he's disappeared again!"

"Neville, pull yourself together! Jerry and I will help you find him!"

Hermione might have been a little proud, but at heart she was a kind-hearted and warm girl. Seeing Neville cry so sadly, she immediately grabbed Jerry and encouraged him.

"Neville, don't worry. The train is only so big, and Trevor can't fly. He can't get off the train. He must be hiding in a nearby compartment somewhere. We'll ask one by one, and we'll find him soon!"

Jerry knew Neville's toad could not have gone far, but since Hermione had already spoken up, he could only shrug and offer some comfort.

Hearing their reassurances, Neville finally stopped sobbing and rose from the floor.

"We're probably almost at the station. Let's change into our school uniforms before going out to look for Trevor!"

Watching the fields race past outside the window and the sky gradually darken, Jerry took his and Hermione's large trunks down from the rack.

A moment later, the three of them changed into their new Hogwarts robes and left the compartment.

"Jerry, search that way. I'll take Neville and search this way!"

In the corridor, Hermione called out to Jerry, then led Neville to the right, asking in one compartment after another.

Jerry could only turn around and begin searching to the left.

I'll treat it as earning a few Little Red Stars for pocket money!

Helping others find lost items could also earn Little Red Stars, though not many—usually only one or two.

"This little thing really isn't easy to find!"

Twenty minutes later, Jerry had asked in every compartment on the left, but he still had not found the missing Trevor.

However, he did meet quite a few Little Wizards whose names he recognized during the search.

For example, George and Fred, who looked so alike that even their mother, Mrs. Molly, could barely tell them apart; Marcus Flint, the captain of the Slytherin Quidditch team, who was said to have troll blood; and others.

"Crookshanks?"

Returning to his compartment, Jerry had barely pushed open the door when he saw Crookshanks batting Trevor around!

It turned out that while Jerry and the others had been going from compartment to compartment asking about Trevor, clever Crookshanks had also been helping. He had quickly found Trevor in some hidden corner of the train.

Inside the compartment, Crookshanks was only swatting Trevor back down whenever he jumped, preventing him from escaping again.

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Jerry pointed his wand at Trevor, who kept trying to leap away, and cast a Levitation Charm that floated him into the air.

Jerry picked up Crookshanks, gave him a couple of strokes, then took out some dried fish he had brought from the orphanage and fed it to him as a reward.

"Let's go find Neville. He's worried sick!"

Canceling the Levitation Charm, Jerry grabbed Trevor and left the compartment once more, heading toward the right side of the train where Hermione and Neville had gone.

Perhaps because he heard they were going to find Neville, Trevor immediately began kicking all four legs wildly and struggling fiercely in Jerry's hand.

Jerry frowned, stopped, held Trevor up, narrowed his eyes, and said murderously, "Braised toad, dry-pot toad, garlic toad, spicy toad, boiled toad. I love eating toad meat, and then I make all kinds of medicinal ingredients from the skins I peel off..."

Trevor's body trembled. He immediately tucked all four legs beneath his belly and began shaking in terror.

Seeing that Trevor had stopped struggling, Jerry nodded in satisfaction and continued forward to look for Neville and Hermione.

He had only been trying to scare Trevor. Trevor looked just like the warty toads commonly found in the fields around his hometown in his previous life.

Who would eat a toad covered in warts?

But if it were a bullfrog, then he would have to seriously consider it.

After all, bullfrogs were truly delicious!

"Neville, your Trevor!"

After passing through two carriages, Jerry quickly spotted Neville and Hermione walking back. He grabbed Trevor by a hind leg and waved him at Neville.

"Thank Merlin, thank you, Jerry! My Trevor!"

The instant Neville saw Trevor, he stretched out his arms and rushed toward Jerry in wild delight.

"You should thank Crookshanks. He was the one who found Trevor for you!"

Jerry smiled and handed Trevor over to Neville.

"Crookshanks is amazing!"

Hermione caught up at that moment and said to Jerry with a hint of pride, "Jerry, guess who I just saw?"

"Who?"

Jerry's heart stirred. He already knew the answer.

"Harry! Harry Potter! The Boy Who Lived—the Harry Potter who defeated the Dark Lord when he was just born!"

Hermione looked rather excited.

"Harry Potter?"

Jerry put on a puzzled expression.

"He's mentioned in Modern Magic History, The Rise and Fall of the Dark Arts, and Important Magical Events of the Twentieth Century. Oh, I forgot, those are extracurricular books I bought. You haven't read them!"

Hermione suddenly remembered that, like herself, Jerry was not from a Wizarding family, and unlike her, he had not read so many history books about the Wizarding World.

"I'll take you over to meet him!"

Jerry had not expected that although Hermione seemed quite calm when she first met Harry in the films, she was actually a little excited inside, just like the other Little Wizards.

It seemed Harry Potter's name truly carried considerable influence in the Wizarding World.