Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 458 The Eve Before Departure
Fred and George eventually apologized to Mrs. Weasley, and made some promises.Of course, this was not because they deeply realized their 'mistakes', so they decided to change their past, but it was an additional requirement when Remus reached an agreement with them.

But no matter what, the atmosphere in this family has improved a lot.

On the first night, the sky over the village of Ottery St. Cachipol was still a clear blue, and the stars were obscured by the moonlight. Under the bright moonlight, the cool evening breeze wandered in the endless wilderness, and the knee-high green grass swayed with the breeze. The figure is like the undulating waves.

Even though he has lived here for more than half a month, Harry is still attracted by the leisurely and cozy scenery in front of him. He stands at the window and stares at this scene for a long time, until Hermione and Ginny come back from a run. After entering the yard, he slowly looked away.

The room was a mess. Harry and Ron's summer homework and clothes and shoes were scattered everywhere. Ron was trying to pack his luggage. Although it was still some time before school started, they were not sure how long the Quidditch World Cup would be held. If it goes on for a whole week like last time, it will be too late to do these things by then.

"They're back."

Harry carefully folded the Gryffindor uniform into cubes, and said casually.

"Who?" Ron, who was in a daze, didn't realize it for a while, and it took several seconds before he realized who Harry was talking about.

"It's so boring--"

Ron crumpled up several pairs of socks and stuffed them into the box with a sullen expression on his face.
"I don't understand why they still do this during the summer vacation."

"Because Professor Brian's order is that you need to run for half an hour every day." Harry said, "Hermione is the teaching assistant of this class, and she must hope that she will be the best in this class."

"That's why I'm bored. I don't understand what good training in running and dodging dung eggs can do. Yes, Professor Blaine is indeed good. There is no doubt that he is a powerful guy, but here's the problem. Harry, he is great. People are always a little weird, like Dumbledore."

Harry didn't answer.

Ron's statement is not very accurate. Most of the young wizards who insist on this course have already seen the value of their current training. Professor Brian asked them to hide from the big shit, probably because he wanted them to hide from the curse when facing attacks Can also hide neatly.

Ron had given up on the course and had been unhappy for a few days, probably because Fred and George had received a large investment.

Ron has always been sensitive when it comes to money matters, Harry and Hermione both know that, but it shouldn't be judged, put yourself in Ron's shoes, say Maybe even more easily irritated than Ron.

But neither Harry nor Hermione knew how to persuade Ron, so every time they encountered this situation, Harry and Hermione would change the subject, or shut up.

"Your progress is really slow."

After a while, the door to the room suddenly opened and Hermione walked in.

She looked like she had just come out of the bathroom, her hair was wet and Hermione was drying it with a wet towel.

Hermione was wearing a new sky-blue pajamas with white lace cuffs, probably because she had grown a little bigger than usual during these days at the Weasleys' house, Hermione's fair ankle was exposed air outside.After entering the room, she looked around, then jumped over Ron's box on the ground, sat beside Harry's bed, and concentrated on drying her hair.

There was suddenly a faint fragrance in the air in the room, and even the light seemed a little brighter.

Ron's face suddenly became a little weird. He dodged his eyes and lowered his head to fiddle with the clothes that had been arranged in the box.

"Have you packed it, Hermione?"

Harry pulled the suppressed robe out from under Hermione's buttocks, shook it in the air, and stuffed it sloppily into the box.

"While you were trying to find out what was going to happen at Hogwarts next term from Sirius and Remus this afternoon, I went to clean it up."

"Oh, why aren't you curious at all?"

Ron, who had recovered a little bit, was no longer so red, but he still didn't dare to look at Hermione, so he went to the desk to clean up his homework, squinting at Hermione,

"One summer vacation, Percy tried to tease us to ask about it, but when we did ask, he talked about the rules of the Ministry of Magic, but I don't think there is any need for secrecy at all, is there? I don’t know, it’s probably just the three of us.”

"Ginny doesn't know either. I asked her. Besides, Ginny didn't find out from Fred George."

Hermione stretched her waist, and the girl's body, which was already developing first, became more energetic because of the continuous exercise, like a budding flower,
"If they were willing to tell us, they would have told us a long time ago, Ron." Hermione said casually, "I'm more curious about who the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor will be next year. Sirius was originally going to tell us, but then we discussed it. Harry's scar, Sirius forgot about it."

"If it wasn't for the stupidity of Parkinson's nasty cow," Harry exclaimed indignantly, "Sirius would still be the professor of this course!"

"It's a good thing for him, bro--" Ron seemed unable to bear the scorching air in the room, he walked to the open window and took a few deep breaths,

"Quirrell, Lockhart, and Remus, look at their unlucky experiences, only Professor Brain is an exception, but you can't compare with him, no one can see how capable he is... at least , Sirius is still safe now, he has not been sent to Azkaban or St. Mungo's, and he is alive and kicking to go to the World Cup with us, which is good enough."

It has to be said that Ron is still very insightful when he speaks sometimes. After thinking about it carefully, Harry feels that he really has nothing to complain about.

"Whoever is teaching this class, I just hope that he won't be Voldemort's minion—"

Harry said worriedly.

"Why do you think that, Harry?"

Ron, who was born in a magical family and grew up in the wizarding world, still has a strong reaction to the word "Voldemort" even today. Every time he hears it, he convulses like someone pouring ice water on his neck Panting, trembling.And Hermione, who also grew up in the Muggle world, was much better. However, after hearing what Harry said, she still straightened her upper body in surprise, and opened her mouth in surprise.

"Sirius and Remus approached me before, and told me not to sneak into the Forbidden Forest this semester, and not to sneak into the secret passage when Hogsmeade is closed--"

Harry said sullenly,
"My dream must have made them think that Voldemort is planning some kind of conspiracy, and there is a high probability that this conspiracy is related to me."

"But you have to admit that it's a possibility, isn't it? Harry, I think Sirius and Remus are right, we have to be a little more cautious. And Professor Blaine's PE class, you have to do it too Start training again, at least if you encounter any danger, this can increase your probability of escape!"

Hermione said seriously.

"Oh, you're just worrying, Hermione."

Ron turned around from the window and said disapprovingly

"Even if the mysterious man is plotting something against you, Harry, he can't break into Hogwarts, right? I'd like to see how he's going to get under the noses of Headmaster Dumbledore and Professor Bryan." Kidnap you."

"Mysterious Man is not only powerful with his magic power, Ron,"

Hermione glared dissatisfiedly,
"He is also a master of conspiracies and tricks. The book "Major Magical Events of the Twentieth Century" tells many cases. The mysterious man easily brought the Ministry of Magic to the brink of collapse and panicked the entire wizarding world. Of course, I didn't want to Harry reminds you to live in fear, but at least you have to heed Sirius and Remus' advice, Harry."

"Okay, tomorrow is the World Cup, don't make everyone nervous with this kind of thing at this time, Hermione."

Ron glanced at Hermione, and then, as if his eyes were burned, he moved away from Hermione's upper body in the thin pajamas,

"Oh, it's so hot in the room, Harry!"

Ron gasped and bumped towards the door,

"I have to take a shower. Mom said we have to get up at five o'clock tomorrow morning and go on the road. We'd better go to bed early."

With that said, he left the room as if fleeing.

"Is it hot?"

Harry pulled his thoughts away from the dream, glanced at the window that was sending a gust of cool wind into the room, and looked at the abnormal Hermione, whose face was indeed a little red, with a slightly dazed look.

"Oh--"

Hermione shrank up a little guilty,
"Hmm, maybe. Then"

Hermione lifted her dried hair and hurried to the door,

"Early rest, Harry, good night--"



(End of this chapter)