Chapter 842

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.

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"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.

"My name is Walter, Harry," Tonks said with a wink. "Better hurry up, don't you, Molly?" She looked at her watch and added.

Yi Rong Animagus, said that the talent of tangs is really, no wonder hiding this column, tangs is full score, if she does not say, then wait for the magic of tangs exhausted.

But according to Tonks himself. If she wants to, she can keep on like this all the time. The consumption of this blood talent is very small for the wizard, which is the reason why those pure blood families were once powerful.

"I know, I know," Mrs. Weasley complained with a big stride, "but moody will wait for Sturges to come. If only Arthur could borrow a car from the Ministry of magic to take us there again, but fudge won't let him borrow an empty ink bottle these days. It's hard to imagine how Muggles travel without magic "

but the big black dog gave out a joyful bark, and it was cheering around them, pouncing on the pigeons and chasing its tail. Harry couldn't help laughing.

"It's called liberating nature," Vaseline added. "I said Sirius liked his form, and he was very qualified."

Hermione slapped Fanlin with a smile, but a few people still agreed and nodded. For Sirius and the dog, everyone agreed on this point, and only Mrs. Weasley tightly pressed her lips to let the swearing words hold back.

In fact, it took some 20 minutes to walk to King's station, and it was a smooth ride, except that Sirius had scratched two cats to please Harry.

Once inside the station, they strolled as usual near the guardrail between platforms 9 and 10 until the landslide became clear. Then they leaned forward in turn and easily entered the platform nine and three quarters through the guardrail, where the Hogwarts Express train spewed black steam, and the platform was filled with students and their families preparing to board.

Harry smelled the familiar smell again, and his soul was about to fly. He really wanted to go back to school. "I hope others will arrive on time," Mrs. Weasley said nervously, her eyes fixed on the steel arch across the platform from which new visitors would pass.

"Beautiful dog, Harry!" Said a tall boy in a tone of fear. "Thank you."

Harry grinned and Sirius wagged his tail violently.

"Oh, he's very talented, isn't he?" Said Fanling, patting Harry on the back with his hand.

"Oh, great," said Mrs. Weasley, with a sigh of relief. "Alastair is coming with his luggage. Look..." Moody limped through the arch, dragging a trailer full of suitcases through the arch, with a less elegant hat low over his disproportional eyes.

"It's all done," he muttered to Mrs. Weasley and Tonks. "We're not being followed." a few seconds later, Mr. Weasley appeared on the platform with Ron.By the time Fred, George, and Ginny followed lupin, they had unloaded Moody's luggage trailer.

"No trouble?" Moody's complained.

"Nothing," lupin replied.

"I'm not going to sue Dumbledore for the second time in a week. He's become as unreliable as Mundungus. "

"Well, take care of yourself," Lu Ping said, waving his hand around. He then walked up to Harry and patted Harry on the shoulder. "You too, Harry. Be careful. "

"Yes, you have to be vigilant at all times," moody said, shaking Harry's hand. "And don't forget for all of you - be careful about the content of your letters. If you have any doubts, don't write everything in one letter. If there is anything, you can call van Lin, who will inform us, and if possible, don't disturb Dumbledore. "

Vaseline nodded, knowing that it had to fall on him.

"It's great to see you all," Tonks hugged Hermione and Ginny. "I'm looking forward to seeing you again soon."

A warning siren sounded, and the students who were still on the platform began to get on the train in a hurry.

"Come on, come on," said Mrs. Weasley in a hurry. She hugged the children randomly and held Harry twice. "Write to wish you all well. If you forget something, I'll send it to you. Now get in the car and hurry up"

for a short time, the big black dog stood on its hind legs and put its front paws on Harry's shoulder, but Mrs. Weasley pushed Harry to the door and hissed discontentedly.

"Swear to God, you're going to be more like a dog, Sirius!"

"Goodbye!" As the train began to move, Harry called out of the open window, while Ron, van Lin, Hermione and Ginny waved around him.

Tonks, Lupin, moody, and Weasley were getting smaller quickly, but the black dog was still hopping around the window, wagging his tail vigorously; people on the platform who were already indistinct were laughing at him chasing the train; then they all bent over with laughter, and Sirius was gone.

"He can't follow us," said Hermione in a melancholy voice.

"It was a mistake for him to enter the Ministry, and most importantly, he couldn't fit into the ministry system." "If Sirius had the majority of Auror power, we would have been much better, but he doesn't even care about himself now," Van Lin said

"Well," said Fred, clapping his hands. "We can't stand here all day talking. We're going to discuss business with Lee. Goodbye

A crowd waved to them, and Fred and George disappeared from the corridor on the right.

The train began to accelerate, so the houses outside the windows flew by, and they swayed from side to side where they were standing.

"So, shall we find a compartment?" Harry asked.

Hermione has a strange look in her eyes. She looks at Van Lin and then at Ron.

"Well," said Ron.

"We - OK - Ron and I are going to the prefect box," said Hermione clumsily. Ron didn't look at Harry; he seemed interested in the fingernails of his left hand.

"Oh," said Harry, "right. Good. "

"It doesn't matter. Harry and I will support both of you, and when the train is out of patrol, the prefects can walk around at will, and I will reserve the seats for you." Said Fanlin.

"OK," Hermione nodded. "We'll finish the work as soon as possible. In fact, it's not hard."

"But I'd like to advise you, Ron." Van Lim said he was not worried about Hermione, but Ron said.

"Not surprisingly, Draco is the prefect of Slytherin, because before that, Slytherin was in charge of Draco, so it would be better to have fewer unnecessary conflicts."

"Good." Ron didn't even retort. He nodded quickly, as if trying to escape.

"We're gone..." Said Hermione.

"Just in time, Harry and I are looking for a seat..."

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