Roy ran toward the train station, panting under bags of all sizes. He had far more luggage than most people—he was carrying three trunks, each large enough to hold all the belongings of an ordinary student, and had a sixty-slot red backpack expanded with an Undetectable Extension Charm on his back.
His bags were filled with all sorts of random things Roy had collected: strange books, as well as all kinds of bizarre little inventions he had made.
Fortunately, Roy's shoulders were sturdy enough. Even under a weight that could have crushed Dumbledore's bones, he was still able to jog forward in small steps.
Roy could now proudly declare that all twelve subjects across Hogwarts' four houses rested upon his Haki Bee shoulders.
But no matter how strong Hogwarts' number one weightlifting champion was, his carrying capacity had its limits. Even with a Levitation Charm lightening his luggage, Roy was still pressed down so badly that he could not lift his head. He could only hunch forward like an old ox and trudge on.
The July sun was vicious enough to kill. The moment Roy staggered out through the school gates at a jog, he was already drenched in sweat.
"Damn it, am I going to miss the train?"
Hearing the train whistle beyond the distant woods, the panting Roy could only grit his teeth and quicken his pace.
As Roy stumbled forward, still staring down at his feet, he suddenly heard a familiar greeting from behind him.
"Oi."
A somewhat disdainful voice came from behind Roy. The greeting sounded familiar, and the way it was delivered was Roy's second favorite method of greeting: the "oi" method.
What, you asked what Roy's favorite method of greeting was? Well, that had to do with a school where the students celebrated New