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"Go." Sir Mordred the owl flew off of Enzo's shoulders as soon as they boarded the Hogwarts Express. The boy eyed his owl as it zoomed past students and back towards the back cars, entering what he presumed was an empty compartment. The second year Slytherin made a beeline towards the trolley first to get himself an ice cold pumpkin juice and a couple of cauldron cakes for the long ride towards Hogwarts.
With his snack and drink, and one of Catherine's books tucked under his arm, Enzo quietly headed to where Sir Mordred flew off too, and checked each compartment for him. Chuffed to find his owl companion at the very back of the train, Enzo closed the compartment door behind him, and made himself comfortable in one of the plush seats, and placed his snacks by the window for consumption later. The second year sighed, mildly annoyed that summer was officially over, and that his chess campaign for that summer didn't end on a high note. He thought he needed more work for his next tournament, but for now, he'd settle for a little break and learn other fascinating stuff.. like wandlore.
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