94 Diagon Alley

    Small lessons. Then the two quietly pushed open a crack in the door, and cast a few curses in the direction the girls left.

    After a while, several screams came from the aisle of the train. The culprit had already closed the door and sat upright.

    Ginny took a peek and gave Gwen and Katie a thumbs up. Whispered what spell they used.

    "Soft Leg Charm." Gwen also whispered.

    "I burned a strand of hair." Katie didn't lift her eyelids.

    "That's not a wisp." Ginny covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing too loudly, "I can see her scalp, it's yours, Katie."

    "People think you should have friends who are more motivated than us." Luna's ethereal voice came, once again showing her ability to lift a pot without opening it.

    "You guys are very motivated," Harry said briefly. "None of them were in the Ministry at the time. They weren't fighting with me."

    "That's a really nice thing to say." Luna grinned suddenly, pushed the anti-demon glasses up the bridge of her nose, and immersed herself in reading "The Quibbler".

    "But we didn't face him," said Neville, burrowing out from under his seat, fuzz and dust in his hair, holding the much more honest Leif in his hand , "It was you who faced him. You should have heard what my grandma had to say about you. 'That Harry Potter is stronger than the whole Ministry of Magic put together!' If you could be her grandson , she's willing to exchange anything for it..."

    Harry smiled awkwardly. Another Katie, who was not there at the time, decisively decided to change the subject. She grabbed Gwen's hand and held it up to her face.

    "Be honest, Miss Ollivander." Katie narrowed her eyes and smiled evilly.

    Ginny let out a cute scream, "You never told me!" This time even Harry had to pay attention to the somewhat obvious ring on Gwen's finger.

    Gwen's face was hot, and he withdrew his arms and rolled down his sleeves, trying to hide people's eager eyes. "It was just a few days ago..."

    Ginny and Katie were all glued to Gwen, they asked a few questions with restraint, eyes full of madness - Gwen knew that when they got back to the girls' dormitory , he will be questioned upside down.

    The weather outside the car window is sunny and cloudy, and it is like this all summer. Just after driving through the cold fog, the sun was clear and weak, and when the sun outside the window was almost high in the sky, Ron and Hermione finally entered the car.

    "I wish the food delivery car would come here soon, I'm starving." Ron said sternly, sitting down beside Harry, rubbing his belly, "Hello, Neville. , hello girls. Guess what?" He then turned to Harry and said, "Malfoy wasn't on duty as a prefect. He was just sitting in the carriage with a few other Slytherin classmates as we passed by. seen."

    Harry sat up straight, and suddenly became interested. It's not Malfoy's way to miss a good chance to show off a prefect's authority, he'd been flamboyant last term.

    "What was he doing when he saw you?"

    "As usual," said Ron casually, making a rude gesture. "It's not like him, is it? Well—it's like him—" He did it again That gesture, "Why didn't he come out and bully the first graders?"

    "I don't know." Harry said that, but his mind was racing fast. Does this mean that Malfoy has more important things on his mind than bullying his younger classmates?

    Before he could explain his point of view, the door of the carriage was opened again, and a panting third-grade girl walked in.

    "I'm here to give these to Neville. Longbottom and Harry Bo-Potter." She stammered, her eyes meeting Harry's, and she was immediately full of shame flushed. She handed over two rolls of parchment with purple ribbons. Harry and Neville took the scrolls with their respective names in confusion, and the girl stumbled out of the carriage.

    "What?" Ron asked, watching Harry open the scroll.

    "An invitation," said Harry.

    [Harry:

    I would be very happy if you could have lunch with me in Car C.

    You are faithful

    Professor H.E.F. Slughorn]

    "Who is Professor Slughorn?" Neville asked, looking at his invitation in confusion.

    "New teacher," said Harry. "Looks like we'll have to go, don't we?"

    "But why did he tell me to go?" Neville asked uneasily, as if he was going to be put in solitary confinement.

    "I don't know." Harry said it wasn't entirely true, but he couldn't prove his hunch was right. "Listen to me," he said, suddenly thinking of a good idea. "We're going in the Invisibility Cloak, and we can watch Malfoy carefully and see what he wants to do along the way."

    However, this approach was unsuccessful. The corridors were crowded with people waiting for food to be delivered, and it was impossible to get through in an invisibility cloak. Harry shoved the Invisibility Cloak regretfully into his bag.

    Ron clutched his grumbling stomach and explained to the others in the box: "The new professor taught my parents, but my father never liked him very much. There are Many of his favorite students in the past, he was always willing to open a small kitchen for the students..." Halfway through he was a little strange, "If that's the case, why didn't he invite you? Gwen?"

    Gwen, at heart, prefers spending time with friends and has no interest in having lunch with the professor. So she told Ron the reason plainly—or Hermione was going to wring a piece of his flesh: "Because Garrick is missing. He probably doesn't think I'm worthy of being a good student."

    Ron grinned and touched the soft flesh around his waist, opening his mouth. Hermione slapped him directly, then said to Gwen sullenly, "Harry and we described Professor Slughorn, and he was probably a little—overcautious."

    Gwen understands what Hermione means. For those who do not know, the sudden disappearance of Mr. Ollivander may have fallen into the clutches of Voldemort, which is more worrying than his disappearance. It's whether the master of the wand will switch to the Death Eater camp.

     Of course Gwen knew he wouldn't, and so did the rest of the box.

    So she shrugged indifferently: "It doesn't matter, this is my last year at Hogwarts - I swear I will never have anything to do with the professor this year!"

    If George would cover Gwen's mouth here, who made the vow she made at the beginning of the semester end up in the opposite end?

     Snape got what he wanted?

    Everyone in the box began to simply enjoy the lunch brought by the cart, Ginny said to wash her hands - she just touched Neville's toad, but she didn't have a long time since she went out return.

    "Should we look for her?" Gwen probed into the train corridor, and there was no red-haired witch.

    "I think she went to another car." Luna put on those strange anti-monster glasses, turned her head to face the partition behind her, as if she could see through the wall, "The harassing flies in her head have been circling Harry, and look, they're both staying with Neville."

    Ron nearly choked, "Lunch with the professor? Excuse me, Katie, can you pass me Ginny's sandwich? I'll eat it for her."

    Gwen and Katie exchanged a tearful look, and Ron wasn't worried at all as his sister followed his friend somewhere. Gwen nudged Hermione, who was concentrating on reading, with her elbow. "Guess how his brother would react if Ginny fell in love with..."

    Hermione closed the book, looking a little annoyed for some reason, "Probably about the same as getting hit in the head by a Bludger."

    Katie continued, "A fitting analogy. Also, I heard that Harry was chosen as the captain of Quidditch?"

    Gwynn doesn't know the news yet, but she's happy for Harry and the team: "Thankfully they didn't extend Umbridge's outrageous lifetime ban."

    After a while, Neville and Ginny pushed the door open and sat in.

    "Where did you go?" Ron wiped a small piece of Marmite from his mouth under Hermione's guidance and stared at Ginny.

    "Professor Slughorn saw me spell Zacharias Smith." Ginny said, "Remember the fool at the D.A. rally? He It bothered me so much that I kept pestering me about what was going on in the ministry, so I put a Bat Essence on him - when Slughorn came in, I thought he was going to put me in jail, Unexpectedly, he thought the spell was so beautiful and invited me to lunch! Weird, isn't it?"

    "Pleasant luncheon?" Luna's large glasses peeked out from above the magazine.

    "It's boring." Ginny curled her lips, "Let's put it this way, it's like every student lining up on the Gringotts scales and weighing how much Galleons are worth. Expensive students put them in their pockets and put the rest aside."

    "Why didn't Harry come back with you?" Hermione put down the book on her lap completely, a little nervous.

    Ginny and Neville shook their heads, indicating that they did not know his whereabouts.

    The boy did not return until the express train slowly pulled into the Hogwarts station. Ron and Hermione waited in the car until Hagrid urged them to get out, then reluctantly dragged their luggage to the carriage, comforting themselves that Harry might have already reached the castle.

    The students saw several unfamiliar faces at the door, and Professor Flitwick, who was counting the number of people, told everyone that it was an Auror sent by the Ministry of Magic, and they would ensure that the students were at Hogg Safety during Watts.

    Gwen waved at Tonks, who still had gray hair,