Steam rolls off the scarlet body of the Hogwarts Express, fogging over the platform. A river of people streams by, their voices and laughter intermingling as they echo about the platform. The whining of trolley wheel, the screeching of owls, and the calls of fretting mothers fill the air. The warning whistle pierces the air with a shrill scream, informing any stragglers that it is time to board.
