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The world appears in front of you just as quickly as it vanished. However, you now appear to be outside of a train station. Thick smoke covers the ground up to your knee and the loud noises of trains and crowds of people assault your ears.  

Quirrell begins walking quickly and you hurry to catch up, as the two of you make your way towards the train station entrance. As the two of you enter the first platform, he bends down to your level, having composed himself, he whispers, “Once you arrive at Hogwarts, I will treat you like any other student. No need to arouse suspicion – the Ministry has friends everywhere and Hogwarts is no exception.”

Quirrell pauses a moment to straighten out his turban. “You know how to get to the Hogwarts Express from here?”

Only a slight inflection towards the end of his words, turns this statement into a question. Not waiting for a response,  Quirrell quickly says, “Remember, whatever you learned in the vault, no one can know what you are up to. Just…try to blend in with the other students until I can figure out how to arrange for the two of us to have some time to discuss matters and make a plan.”

With that, Quirrell takes two steps back, smiles at you, and disapparates without a sound or flourish. 

You find yourself standing in the middle of a busy train station terminal. Looking up, you see ‘Platform 2.” You recall seeing your brother off to school last year, and begin making your way thru the crowds towards Platforms 9 and 10.

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