Chapter IV

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The shock of Venus discovering the truth hidden from her lasted eleven years. The fact that the inverted lightning on her neck was created by the Killing Spell, that Lily and James Potter did not die at all in a car accident, that as a one-year-old child they wanted to kill her, that she was famous - it all resulted in many sleepless nights and hundreds of thoughts. Over the two days of being a gray orphan in a poor orphanage on the outskirts of London, she became a famous, rich witch who was about to start attending the School of Magic.

The icing on the cake was a magical pile of books that it bought in Diagon Alley. She was the first to read the History of Magic for obvious reasons. They provided her with a wealth of information, from her previous residence - Godric Valley - to news of the four houses of Hogwarts - Gryffindor, Ravenclaw, Hufflepuff, and Slytherin - up to such things as wizard currency and three blood types - pureblood, half-blood, Muggle.

However, despite all this information, the most interesting of all turned out to be books with spells. Simple spells like "Alohomora" that opened the locks or "Oculus Reparo" - which repaired broken glasses - proved to be more fun than she thought. She also tried not to neglect other fields - although herbal astronomy, after fascinating spells, intriguing transmutations, or addictive potions, seemed at least boring.

The rest of the things she bought at Diagonally have not left aside. A great purchase turned out to be, among others, a trunk, into which not only did she fit all her belongings, but also slept a few nights in the bedroom in the fourth chamber. Besides, on the advice of the seller, she also secured the luggage with various passwords - a simple partition was blocked by a simple password "Diagonally". Next, she set the "History of Magic" to the mini bookcase, the Asphodelus to the last, most important potions - "London". The security might not have been brilliant, but there wasn't the slightest chance that the orphanage kids would guess at least one of them. As for the fourth chamber, she didn't do it. She preferred not to regret the wrong choice, so she decided to tire of blinding white, although she began to get used to it.

The last thing that also raised Venus's spirits - though she irritated director Cole - was Junona, the owl she bought. Fortunately, she turned out to be quite quiet, although she often woke her mistress at night just to show off another dead mouse caught hunting.

Taking all these factors together, the girl could not but expect to leave for Hogwarts. A calendar purchased at a nearby kiosk hung on its wall, and the number of crossed-out days increased every day until the long-awaited first day of September came. In the morning she had a quarrel with Headmaster Cole, who did not want to let her go to Kings Cross station alone, but in the end, the woman gave in, because there was no one to drive her.

So at ten o'clock - an hour ahead of time - she got off the two-story red bus in front of the station and started walking, feeling her stomach twitching. Thanks to Dumbledore's hint, she easily found the wall between platforms nine and ten, but then she hesitated. The director said that he was to run into the barrier, which she had not previously devoted too much thought to, absorbed in other matters. Now, however, she seriously wondered if the man had made her a balloon.

After a few minutes, when the guard passed one by one, giving Venus suspicious glances, she finally decided to take a chance. She has come so far that it would be a shame to come back.

So she clamped her fingers on the handle of the trolley on which the trunk and cage with Junona rested, and then started running. She closed her eyes, feeling the rush of air on her cheeks, involuntarily starting to wait for the crash of the collision with the wall. However, when she should hit the wall, nothing happened. After a few seconds, she opened her eyelids shyly.

She was no longer at Kings Cross, at least not at platforms nine and ten. The steam burst from the train chimney, billowing under the ceiling, next to the sign "Platform 9¾".

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