The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

"Heh-"

Harry opened his eyes and sat blankly for a while. He took a few seconds to let his brain start up. His eyes found his friend leaning against the window. Harry asked vaguely, "What time is it?"

"At seven o'clock, Percy called the ministry car to take us away. Mrs. Weasley said you could sleep a little longer."

Loren looked at the village covered by heavy rain and took a deep breath, filled with wetness and freshness.

The rain started falling in the early morning when the sky was bright. A hint of gray appeared in the distant sky, and soon it darkened. Thick black clouds gathered and became lower and lower. Within a few minutes, the heavy rain poured down on the sky, covering the ground like rain. beads.

"Won't sleep anymore."

Harry shook his head, hearing the sound of continuous rain in his ears. It seemed that the dreary atmosphere surrounding the end of the holiday at the Burrow was shattered by the heavy rain. He quickly put on a sweater and jeans and went downstairs to have breakfast with Loren.

Charlie and Bill were reading the newspaper while eating breakfast, in the same posture as Arthur's usual movements.

The girls had also gotten up. Hermione and Ginny were sitting together, staring blankly at the fireplace downstairs. Loren and Loren followed their gazes and were also stunned.

Amos Diggory's big head hung in the middle of the strong fire. His lips were moving and he was saying something quickly. The flames were flying around, but he was not affected at all:

"Mad-Eye said he heard someone breaking into his yard and heading towards his house, before being repelled by a trap he had set in a dumpster."

Arthur sat in front of the fireplace, casually recording on the parchment with a quill, the flames shining on his forehead: "This is a normal thing for Mad-Eye, and then, what does it have to do with us?" ?”

It happened that Molly walked past the fireplace carrying the buttered bread, and Digory's eyes followed the buttered bread: "Oh, then the Muggles living nearby heard the banging and shouting, and they went to call. - what do you call them... By the way, Kincha. When Kincha arrived, there was a dumpster that was still spewing garbage... Arthur, you have to go, if Rita S. If Kit makes a big deal out of this, your office will suffer."

"Oh my god..." Arthur groaned, "Where's the guy who broke into the yard?"

Digory rolled his eyes: "Arthur, you know Mad-Eye well. No one would sneak into his yard in the middle of the night except for the wild cat that ate the defeated potato skins... Think about his criminal record." Record……"

Molly put down the buttered bread and looked up to see the two people listening attentively at the corner of the stairs, a little speechless.

Moving lightly, she reached out and pinched their earlobes. Molly said in a soft voice, "Stop standing there stupidly and go have breakfast... George and the others haven't gotten up yet?"

Harry shook his head stupidly. Mrs. Weasley's hand holding the bowl was very hot, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"I'll call them. You guys have breakfast quickly. I'll ask Bill and Charlie to take you to King's Cross Station later." After Molly finished speaking, she walked upstairs.

Looking at the stupid Harry, Loren shook his head and sighed softly.

If you are being manipulated by your mother-in-law now, you will be even more statusless in the future.

Forget it, these are all trivial matters... Diggory was just talking about Mad-Eye Moody. He remembered that Moody was the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts this semester. Counting the time, it seemed that he had been killed.

No, he wasn't killed, he was just harvested as a Pokemon in a box.

When passing by the dining table, Loren reached out and rubbed Hermione's head, making the already messy hair even more messy.

Hermione rolled her eyes, wondering what the man was thinking. It was because he had bothered to comb his hair that it was messed up.

The conversation between Digory and Arthur continues:

"Mad-Eye didn't use a wand, right? He didn't actually attack anyone, did he?"

"I dare say he jumped out of bed and looked out the window and let whatever he saw happen. The good news is there were no casualties."

"..."

Harry sat down on the chair and took a bite of the buttered bread. It was fluffy and sweet, but he was not in the mood to savor it now. He raised his head and asked softly: "Do you know who Mad-Eye is? Ron always talks about it too." This name?"

Hermione glanced at the big head in the fireplace and lowered her voice and replied: "I have seen him. He is Dumbledore's friend and a legendary Auror. He made outstanding contributions when he was young. Because he is too old, he has retired."

"Legendary Auror..." Harry chewed the bread thoughtfully, "Just listening to what they said, I thought Mad-Eye was a crazy and weird old wizard."

"What you said is not wrong." Bill chuckled, "He was once a talented and dedicated Auror - it should be said that he was the best one, a good expert in dealing with dark wizards, and a master of Azkaban. He filled half the prison."

Charlie added: "But he also made a lot of enemies because of it...mainly relatives of the people he caught. After he retired, he slowly became paranoid. From then on, he became suspicious and always He feels that there are dangers all around him. He can see dark wizards wherever he goes. He always pulls out the magic wand and questions others regardless of time or occasion... He doesn't believe in anyone. He is always worried that someone is going to poison him. He feels that food cannot be trusted, even if it is him. My friend cooked it.”

Hermione's eyebrows knitted together; Moody had impressed her, a little oddly, but not to the extent that Charlie had suggested.

On the other side, Molly pushed the twins and Ron who could not open their eyes downstairs. Arthur by the fireplace had already understood the basic information. He put away his quill and put the parchment in his pocket: "Okay, Ah Moss, I know, I’m leaving now.”

Digory's eyes followed him away, and when he saw Molly coming downstairs, he apologized: "I'm really sorry, Molly, to disturb you so early... But only Arthur can excuse Mad-Eye and save him from the danger." Be punished. Alas, Mad-Eye was going to start a new job today. I really don’t understand why he chose last night..."

"It's okay, Amos." Wei Moli pressed Ron on the stool and stuffed a piece of bread into his mouth, "Do you want to eat a piece of bread or something before leaving?

"Oh, my pleasure," Digory said with a cheerful smile.

Molly took a piece of bread and butter from the pile on the table, held it with tongs, and put it into Digory's mouth.

"Thank you." He said vaguely, and then there was only a soft pop, and the big head disappeared into the fireplace.

Hermione whispered, in a voice that only Loren could hear, "If only Mr. Diggory could be so polite to the house elves."

Loren knew that she was still thinking about Twinkle, so he rubbed her hair and said nothing.

A few minutes later, Arthur scratched his hair randomly with a comb, put on a cloak and prepared to apparate. He said to the little wizards on the table: "I have to leave quickly. I wish you all the best this semester. children."

"Goodbye, Mr. Weasley."

"Goodbye, dad..."

…

In the end, Bill, Charlie and Molly took them to King's Cross Station together. Percy apologized repeatedly, saying that he was too busy to get away...

George and Fred were full of doubts about this, but they were stunned when they saw the Ministry of Magic car called by Percy parked at the entrance of the Burrow, and even had a driver.

"Is Percy really valued?" George scratched his head, unable to accept it, "I thought this idiot brother could only be a prefect in school."

Fred kept nodding.

Although there are many people in the Weasley family and six suitcases, the magic car doesn't have to worry about space at all. Even if everyone squeezes in, the space in the car is still very spacious.

The rain was pouring outside the car window, and the rain was crackling. The owls were waving their wings restlessly in their cages. They didn't quiet down until they arrived at the station. The rain outside King's Cross Station was heavier than the Burrow. When I opened the door, I covered my head and face. Water poured towards them, relying on [Invulnerability to Water and Fire] to avoid getting soaked.

Passing through the seemingly solid partition wall between the ninth and tenth platforms, the crimson steam train had stopped on the tracks, spewing out billowing smoke. Looking through the rain, fog and thick smoke, we could see shadowy parents and students everywhere on the platform, and owls were chirping cheerfully one after another, as if they were greeting their friends again after a summer vacation.

Charlie hugged Ginny and said goodbye to her, nodded his sister's slightly red nose, and said with a smile: "Don't be sad, maybe I can see you again soon."

"Yeah..." Bill put his hands in his pockets and sighed, looking at the crimson train with a melancholy expression, "I really hope I can go back to Hogwarts to go to school this year... It will be fun, I want to take a leave of absence. Went to school..."

Just as Harry and the others looked at the two of them in confusion, the whistle urging departure was blown, and they had to return to their seats and sit down.

Hermione leaned out of the window and shouted sincerely: "Thank you for letting us stay, Mrs. Weasley!"

Loren also leaned out from behind Hermione: "Yes, thank you for everything you have done for us, Mrs. Weasley!"

Harry ignored his doubts and stuck his head out of another window and shouted: "This is the most special summer vacation I have ever had. Thank you, Mrs. Weasley!"

Molly wiped the red corners of her eyes: "Oh, I'm very happy, dear, you guys have also helped me a lot..."

The loud whistle of the train and the hissing of the engine's pistons made them unable to hear each other's voices. They could only see Mrs. Weasley smiling and waving to them, and the three redheads bidding farewell on the platform were quickly leaving. , hidden in the misty rain curtain.

"It's so annoying to only speak half words!" Ron squeezed Ginny away and sat next to Harry angrily. "What on earth is going on? What is so interesting about Hogwarts? All three of them know it. , just hide it from us!”

Ginny:……

The youngest girl in the Weasley family looked at her brother, and then at Harry through Ron. She sighed helplessly, silently sat down next to him and started feeding the piglet.

Harry scratched his head: "I don't know, but I should know it tonight. We can ask Seamus..."

…

Loren leaned his head on the girl's shoulder, slowly adjusted it to a soft and comfortable angle, and closed his eyes peacefully.

"Crack... crack..."

Loren frowned, the sound of rain hitting the glass window was dull.

"Quidditch World Cup... Wronsky's fake move..."

This was a topic that Harry and Ron gradually strayed from.

"Gugu...Gugu!"

This is Hedwig and Hanhan grabbing Piggy's owl food.

Hermione held the newspaper in her hand, expressionless, silently enduring the man rubbing against her shoulders, just holding the newspaper tightly with her fingers.

"..."

My fist became hard and I really wanted to hit him.

Loren suddenly opened his eyes——

Damn it, I’m so energetic that I can’t sleep at all!

"It's all your fault for being too thin. I burped when my bones rested on my head. You have to eat a little fatter within a week. I'll check you out over the weekend!"

Loren said with a straight face. Seeing that Hermione was focusing on the newspaper and not paying any attention to him, she stuck her head out curiously: "What are you reading?"

"Daily Prophet."

Loren has seen it. In the latest newspaper this morning, the title on the first page is very exciting——

Fines and Treatment Fees: The Real Cost? Taking advantage of the opportunity to make money?

"Gold medal reporter Rita Skeeter reported: Recently, most of the wizards involved in the Quidditch World Cup incident have been treated and discharged... After the reporter visited St. Mungo's Hospital and verified, the injuries were indeed caused by the petrification of magic power caused by the basilisk attack. The basilisk The whereabouts are still under investigation... The main treatment drug is mandrake, which is mainly used for detoxification and animagus...

"According to the reporter's investigation, the injured still need to be investigated by the Ministry of Magic after being discharged from the hospital. Wizards who participated in the parade and riots had to pay a large fine. Including the treatment costs, the average per capita is 170 Galleons. Such an amount has caused dissatisfaction among many injured, and one was charmed The wizards who participated in the parade claimed that the Ministry of Magic was doing this to make money..."

Loren said "tsk": "After all, the Ministry of Magic has made a profit."

What follows is other reporters' reports and excavations on the Quidditch World Cup events, but they are basically not at the level of the Beetle reporters. They are all nonsense and boring to read.

"The train is so boring when you don't sleep." Loren rubbed the girl's shoulder again, it was soft and bouncy, and it still smelled good.

Hermione originally didn't want to talk to him, but he couldn't read the newspaper like this, so she pondered for a while and suggested: "If you're bored, you can read a book."

"What book are you reading?"

"Textbook for fourth grade."

"Isn't that more boring..." As he said this, Loren suddenly remembered, "Didn't you go buy a book yesterday? What book did you buy? Is it good? Take it out and read it?"

"..."

"Why don't you speak?"

Loren stopped, looked at Hermione sideways, and poked her cheek: "Let me ask you, what kind of book did you buy? It can't be a textbook, right?"

Hermione was silent for a moment, feeling that if she didn't explain clearly, the train might not be safe: "I didn't buy any books."

"Didn't buy a book?" Loren felt a little strange, "Then where were you? Didn't you tell Mrs. Weasley to buy a book? You were the slowest. George Fred and I went back to the Leaky Cauldron to wait for you. For a while."

"Don't ask, you don't want to know."

"Hey..." Loren's curiosity suddenly aroused, and he poked the girl's face urgingly, "I just want to know, tell me!"

"Tuofan clothing store."

A faint smile appeared on Hermione's lips, the head on her shoulders paused, and she could feel his neck stiffen.

"What?"

Hermione tilted her head slightly and looked straight at him: "Tuofan Clothing Store, I saw you enter Tuofan Clothing Store and buy two sets of dresses."

"..."

Loren looked at her with wide eyes, his face full of disbelief.