Harry Potter Hogwarts Train Novels & Stories

Sid shouted as he pretended to swat the top of his head earing a laugh out of everyone present. After we all got dressed in the clothes we carried while in wolf form, Benson and I called a meeting with the other alphas to let them know about the new plan. As hesitant as they were, they agreed. Sid was a right dummy at times but even I had to admit it, this was a good plan. Once everyone was ready and we made sure the bodies of the dead rogues were completely dispersed of we headed to the train station. Luckily it was nighttime so there wasn’t a conductor present as none of us had exactly bought any cash with us. We didn’t have to wait long for the next train to arrive though I was shocked to

“My grandparents are in the Southern Magic realm? That takes too long to travel. Can’t we use a portal?” “We can't use a portal because it's prohibited unless it's an emergency, so we definitely can’t skip routes. Magic Realm has rules you need to follow. We will use the passenger train going there. It’s the only vehicle allowed in the magic realm.” he explained while I just listened. This isn’t what I pictured out the Magic Realm would be. “Oh, I understand. Well, a train much better than nothing at all. Thank you, Leon.” I said. We were already in front of the mansion, and we jumped down from the horse.

She rubbed his back and pulled his hair back as he vomited. The inside of the train smelled stale, but was pretty clean for being hundreds of years old. Weylin must have worked hard to freshen it up. This section was filled with buttons and controls with two chairs at the console. Windows covered most of the walls after a meter high. Jack just barely had to duck to miss the ceiling when he was standing. To the right of the couch, a door led back to the engineer's cabin. The train pushed onward and upward, tilting them back into their seats. Its headlight illuminated the darkness revealing the silver magnetic iron rails.

Chapter 011 – The Journey Several hours later, just as Alwyn had said, they arrived at the station and immediately boarded the private carriage that had been prepared for them. Atthy was stunned by the magnificent sight of the steam train before her. Never in her life had she seen one with her own eyes. Until now, her only knowledge of such machines came from the stories her father and grandfather used to tell, or the newspapers and books she had read. She couldn’t hide her awe and astonishment at the “Iron Serpent” towering before her. Its gleaming black exterior gave it an air of mystery and power that left her momentarily speechless.

One brown-nosed guard announced, kissing the tight knot of his knees as I swept past hurriedly, creeping toward the black horse that was standing majestically under the fluorescent of the keep’s searchlight. It was certain that I would have Raya Banks writhing underneath my weight by sunrise. I hooked my leg over the dark horse’s large room, pulling on the reigns and bucks on the animal until it settled restlessly. I pumped my fists once, raising my hand high above my head and damned near falling off the horse when we took off, Hagrid’s leather-smooth face darting in and out of shadows behind me as Draco flanked us. The dungeon boy had his uses.

Enchanted, he willingly helped me find the information I needed: first, confirming that Harry had indeed bought tickets for the next arriving train; second, identifying the specific carriage or berth they were in. As the train approached, I felt a mix of anticipation and apprehension, almost like I was about to catch them in the act. My mind raced with possibilities of what their expressions would be, their emotions, what they might be doing. I trusted that Harry wouldn't misbehave, and Neil, being the innocent one, certainly wouldn't either. Yet, my curiosity about what these two, who had just become godbrothers, would do without me around was insatiable.

I texted Jina about tomorrow, letting her know I had to attend Grace Milton’s service. Her reply came quickly. “Why doesn’t Killian just shoot Adeline and put us all out of our misery?” I nearly spat out my wine. I shut my laptop after reading the reports on the new trainee program. The moment I opened it, I saw all the added reports, even the ones they had deleted. OOP—Order of the Phoenix. I shook my head. Kevin would make it too easy for people to detect things about us one day. As I worked on repairing my cracked phone, I suddenly heard a creak in the air. I turned quickly, gripping the screwdriver like a weapon, my heart in my throat.

Meanwhile, Audrey felt at a loss of what to do when she saw how the reaction of Sabel and her cat Nero, matched and so to save herself from this awkwardness she looked outside of the window and said "Let's get going!" One by one, the carriages lined the street in long succession. These beautiful carriages blinded the eyes of the observer with their extravagance as they paraded it outside the gate and as though they were afraid that someone might miss how wealthy they were, they decorated their carriages with colorful gems that came with all sizes. Each of the carriages was also attached to a magical flying beast. These beasts have a body of an eagle in its front and a hind half of a horse, c

She had been skeptical of Aeternum’s supposed advancements, but the sight before her shattered all preconceptions. "By the gods," she whispered, watching as an enormous train pulled into the station. It was unlike any horse-drawn carriage she had ever seen. The massive iron machine hissed, releasing steam, and the crowd cheered as passengers disembarked. A young noble from the Hallerus Kingdom, Lord Donovan, sneered. "This… this is unnatural. No magic? No horses? This must be some elaborate illusion." A nearby merchant overheard and laughed. "Oh, it’s real, alright. And the best part? The ride is smooth and fast. You should try it."

Our footsteps echoed slightly. “Luck is on our side, Carl. There’s a train already here.” As the door behind us automatically resealed itself noisily, I focused on the red train in front of us. It looked like a high speed magnetic train one might find in Japan or Europe, not some American Amtrak passenger train. There were six train cars. The first five looked unoccupied. The sixth car looked very full. “Don’t stare at the occupants of the rear car, Carl. Try to walk as normally as you can and pretend you’re not injured. It is important that you and I look as nonchalant as possible.”