The transition period ended.
The Magic Barrier surrounding the compartment silently dissolved.
The clamor of young wizards in the corridor, the cries of the vendor pushing a snack trolley, and the shriek of the Hogwarts Express as it sped through the mountains all flooded into the not-so-spacious compartment at once, as though the entire world had come alive.
Whoosh!
The compartment door slid open.
A conductor with dimples at the corners of her mouth poked her head inside.
"—The train will arrive at its destination in half an hour! Please prepare to disembark."
Her gaze paused on the group of guests in their "strange attire," and she reminded them in a very tactful manner, "There are many wizards at Hogwarts who have never dealt with Muggles in their lives, so they may not be very used to Muggle clothing... Also, remember to wear your passes properly. They are your guarantee of safety during your stay at Hogwarts."
There was an inexplicable, faintly condescending note in her voice.
The temporary identities the Main God had arranged for the Reincarnators in this Mission World were that of "an overseas visiting group to Hogwarts." Most of its members came from wizard tribes in Southeast Asia, so it was only natural that British wizards would feel a slight sense of superiority around them.
Zheng Qing glanced at Chachai.
A palm-sized card hung from his chest, presumably the "pass" the conductor had mentioned. Without the slightest hesitation, Zheng Qing reached out in full view of everyone and tugged the pass over, giving it a brief inspection.
The front of the pass bore a moving photograph of Chachai. Apparently offended by the rudeness of being examined, it angrily turned around and walked away, leaving behind an empty Picture Frame. Beneath it were the words "Pass." On