Chapter 842 (1/2)

In fact, everyone had a sleepless night.

Van Lin is because of Hermione, it is obvious that the transmission of the girl's joy makes van Lin feel happy.

Hermione is excellent. Van Lin really felt it from the beginning.

A little witch from Muggle world, in addition to the first year, has been occupying the first grade, it can be said that the best little witch is not too much.

The most important thing is that Hermione is happy. If she does something excessive, Hermione won't say anything at all. Besides blushing and letting herself do nothing nonsense, she shows that she doesn't have any more.

As for Ron, Ron has been excited about his status as a prefect, which enables him to hold his head up at home, you know, before. Except for the older brothers who have graduated, Mrs. Weasley's attention is focused on the twin brothers. As for Ginny, have you ever seen the little daughter of that family who is not favored?

And Harry was the worst.

Since seeing the picture, Harry's parents have been hiding in their dreams, but they never speak; Mrs. Weasley is crying at Mr. Weasley's body, while Ron and Hermione are watching with their crowns on their heads, and Fanling is hiding in the dark without knowing what they are doing; then Harry finds himself at the end of the line with a lock In the corridor of the door.

Then the scar on his head pricked and he woke up with a start. Harry found Ron dressed and talking to him. And Fanlin yawned and seemed to have just been woken up. Who knows where Fanlin and Hermione went last night? Harry hasn't been to all the rooms, especially the library.

”We'd better hurry up. Mom's in a hurry. She said we're going to miss the train.”

”Oh, no...” Van Lin looked down at his watch and

There was a commotion in the room.

When Harry heard this, he dressed as fast as he could. He saw that Fred and George had already cast a spell on the suitcase to let it fly down on its own to avoid the trouble of carrying it. As a result, they went down two floors and came into the hall and ran into Ginny and knocked her to the ground.

Mrs. Black and Mrs. Weasley cried out in their sharpest voices at the same time.

”- you're going to hurt Ginny like this, you two idiots --”

”- dirty bastard, dirty my ancestral house --”

and while van Lin was putting on her pants, Hermione rushed into the room and turned red, but the girl calmly handed things over to van Lin, which was Hermione's luggage.

Hedwig is standing on Hermione's shoulder, and on Hermione's hand is crawling kruck hill.

”My father and mother have just brought Hedwig here,” the owl genially agitated, its wings resting on the top of the cage. ”Are you ready then?”

”Soon. Is Ginny OK? ” Asked van Lin as he cleaned up.

”Mrs. Weasley is dealing with it,” said Hermione, ”but now mad eye Moody is complaining that we can't leave unless sturgesboldmore is there. The guards are too weak.”

”Guard?” Harry interjected. ”Do we have to be accompanied by guards to King's station?”

”Yes, you must be accompanied to King's station by a guard,” Hermione corrected Harry.

”Why?” ”I think Voldemort should keep a low profile, or you tell me he'll jump out of the garbage can and kill me,” Harry said

”I don't know, that's what moody said,” said Hermione, casually looking at her watch. ”But if we don't start right away, we'll miss the train”

”you guys, come downstairs now, quick!”

Yelled Mrs. Weasley. Hermione jumped up as if she had been scalded and ran out of the room.

Harry grabs Hedwig, casually tucks it into the cage, then drags the suitcase, and runs down the stairs with Valentine Ron.

”It doesn't matter. It's just to comfort them. After all, the most striking thing is you. You remember the Quidditch World Cup. Voldemort didn't fully recover at that time.”

Harry nodded quickly, and it was better to accept the established facts.

The portrait of Mrs. Black was howling furiously, but no one had time to close the curtains in front of her now; for in any case, all the noise in the hall would wake her up again.

”Harry, you go with me and Tonks,” Mrs. Weasley's voice drowned out Mrs. Black's repeated screams! Rubbish! Dirty creatures! ” )He said, ”leave your suitcase and owl, and Alastair will take care of it. Oh, by God, Sirius, Dumbledore said no!”

A bear like black dog appeared next to Harry, as if he were picking up the messy suitcase in the hall and handing it to Mrs. Weasley.

”Oh, to be honest,” said Mrs. Weasley despairingly, ”well, your brain is just like that!””Why?”

”Sirius should theoretically work outside, in Norway.” ”Fudge obviously doesn't want influential people like Sirius to come back here, and he knows exactly where Sirius is on the other side,” he said

”But he thought he should give it to you, and Oh, my God, Sirius, can't you make it smaller? Maybe you can use the invisibility cloak so that you can still stand by Harry's side. I wonder if you don't remember anything

”Oh, of course, I can give you the invisibility cloak, Sirius.”

”Oh, come on. He likes that. It's more in line with his personality.”

Mrs. Weasley opened the front door and walked into the faint September sun.

Fanlin had to squint his eyes, then took Hermione with one hand, and suddenly felt that he had not done well in school for a long time. As Professor Lupin said, his center is now outside. Unfortunately, he has no time to deal with the problem of kretcher and coerce a domestic elf by force. He has to find a way to trap him, or Tracking?

The invisibility cloak looks good. Anyway, kretcher won't run. Fanlin plans to wait until the festival when he returns to Sirius' house to deal with it. Anyway, a thorough search of the house is not difficult for Sirius, and the excuse is radar Harry.

The dog of Fanling Harry and Sirius followed Weasley out, the door slammed shut, and Mrs. Black's screams disappeared.

I'm really looking forward to the new professor of defense against the dark arts. This is a trouble.

……

”Where is Tonks?” As they walked down the stone steps of number two, Harry looked around and asked. The stone steps disappeared the moment they reached the sidewalk.

”She's waiting for us here,” Mrs. Weasley said stiffly, and then she looked away from the big lazy black dog next to Harry. An old lady said hello to them at the corner of the street. She had grey hair that curled slightly and wore a purple hat shaped like a pork pie.