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"Repay the Galleons, Silver Sickle, do you want the special edition of the goblin silver coins for Hermione and I..."
Loren muttered softly and returned to Grid. In the Llanffindor team, it was discovered that Harry was conspiring loudly with Neville, asking him to pay attention to asking for information from the Auror parents, and to keep in touch during the holidays, preferably every week. Neville listened carefully to Harry reciting the names of the Death Eaters, holding the memory ball in one hand with a serious expression.
"Lucius Malfoy, MacNeil, Avery, Nott, Crabbe, Goyle..."
"Loren! Loren!"
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Why am I still there?
Loren was stunned for a moment and looked over in confusion.
The tan-skinned Piccolo Graves showed a matte texture under the sunlight. He hurriedly climbed the stone steps and came to the castle foyer. At the other end of the field behind him, Loren The bright yellow school bus can be seen pulling up the stop sign, and Principal Gilbert Fontana is standing at the door, urging the little wizards of Ilvermorny to get on the bus as soon as possible.
"Loren, Harry, Hermione and Ron..." Graves walked closer and shook hands with several people one by one. "I hope we can meet again. I have learned a lot from dueling practice. A lot, Loren. I hope I will have the opportunity to see your wonderful spells in the future. Hermione, your transfiguration spells opened my eyes. And Harry, I won't be so affected by your disarming spells next time we meet. Embarrassing."
Graves paused as he spoke, looking at Ron's eager eyes, and couldn't help but be happy: "Your exquisite tactics are also very exciting."
"Hehe..." Ron said with satisfaction Smile, showing your front teeth silly.
The sharp whistle sounded quickly, and Graves turned around and strode towards the school bus that was about to start in Ilvermorny, waving to them without looking back, "Goodbye, everyone." , it's a pleasure to see you this time!"
"I want to say goodbye to you, Harry, Loren, Ron and Hermione." Fleur Delacour walked over with a smile. Gentle, even kissed Ron on the cheek when greeting several people one by one, "Gabrito, I say goodbye to you, thank you for taking care of you during this time... We will see you again soon, I hope to be here Find a job and improve my English."
"Your English is good enough," Ron said in a daze.
Fleur looked at his silly look and laughed: "Goodbye, everyone!"
On the open field, the strong rune horses spread their wings, and Hagrid was helping Ms. Maxim give two horses The horses were saddled, and Beauxbatons' carriage was about to set off.
The back figure of her running along the lawn towards Ms. Maxim attracted the attention of many little wizards. Her long silver hair rippled like waves in the sun, making people involuntarily happy.
Loren watched her go away, and when he admired her carefully, he let out a tut-tsk sound of admiration.
Hermione glanced at him: "Does it look good?"
"Good-looking." Loren nodded calmly, "The head is small, the neck is slender, the body is even, the body lines are smooth, and the proportions are appropriate."
"..." Hermione was silent for a moment and commented. She used to be professional and non-subjective, but she couldn't find anything to refute or despise.
The sun became more and more dazzling, and the big ship that had been parked on the lake for several months began to rock, making a splashing sound. The dark mast was raised high, and Durmstrang's little wizard was walking along the plank. Enter the cabin.
Ron squinted his eyes and looked out, and couldn't help but whisper: "You said, without Karkaroff, can they still fly that ship?"
"Karkarov The husband is not in charge."
A hoarse and dull voice came from the bottom of the steps, getting closer and closer, "He always stays in the cabin, we do the work, and this time Professor Flitwick escorted us back to Durms "Tron."
Wearing a black robe, Viktor Krum walked over, his face still stern, and his gloomy eyes swept across the faces of several people. Harry Potter's brows furrowed slightly, probably because he was worried about Voldemort. Ron Weasley looked eager. He probably wanted to get himself signed...and Loren Morgan was talking quietly to Hermione. , the sun shines on their shoulders, making the brown hair shine with golden light, and the girl smiles.
Krum's eyes dimmed and he shook hands with Harry: "Your flying skills are very good. I hope to have the opportunity to meet you at the Quidditch World Cup."
"Thank you for the compliment, but I haven't decided yet whether I want to be a professional player in the future..." Harry shook hands with him quickly, "Your performance was also very exciting, whether it was in the Quidditch World Cup or not. In the Goblet of Fire "
"I wish you all the best."
Krum's voice was smooth and calm. He did not say hello to the other people. After saying this, he turned and left, heading towards Durmstrang's ship. go.
"I hope they can change the principal to a more reliable one..." Ron watched him gradually go away.
The wooden planks connecting the hull and the lake shore were retracted, and with a clattering sound, the heavy anchor was retracted into the cabin. The black hull bumped and swayed on the water, sailed for a distance towards the deep water, and gradually sank into the lake. , the faint light shining through the porthole also disappeared.
The loud train whistle sounded from afar, and only the sound of tapping footsteps could be heard from the front of the carriage. The little wizards from Hogwarts boarded the special train home one after another.
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Under the cloudless blue sky, the rolling hills are covered with vegetation, with flourishing flowers and grass, and lush forests. The railway tracks are hidden in the mountains. In this mysterious world that seems like fantasy, a train with a red train body appears. The train winds its way out into the wilderness.
In the carriage, the piglet was hidden by Ron's robe because it was too active and screamed and ran around in the carriage. Hanhan and Hedwig stood side by side, with their heads tucked under their wings and dozing off. , Crookshanks curled up on an empty seat like a big, plush ginger cushion.
Hermione looked down at the two report cards with the same score.
His Potions score was much higher than his own, but his scores on the History of Magic and Transfiguration Practical Exams filled the gap, and he ended up with two report cards that tied for first place.
Hermione sighed melancholy: "How can you deduct so many points for Potions?"
Loren came over and took a look, with the fresh and sweet smell of mints in his mouth: "One less fill-in-the-blank question. That's it."
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The other three people in the car were silent, and Ron crumpled his transcript angrily and stuffed it into a ball. In the schoolbag, there was Harry who had the same score as him in previous years, but this year this guy actually used his status as a warrior to escape from the exam in a despicable way.
Shameful!
Harry, who did not have a transcript, coughed and decided to change the topic from meaningless grades and scores: "You know, Mrs. Weasley invited me to spend the summer vacation at the Burrow, but Dumbledore refused. He still Asking me to stay peacefully at Privet Drive for a month, not even going to Sirius..."
At this point, he sighed: "I don't understand why, my mother is here The ancient magic left on my body has been broken by Voldemort..."
Ron nodded in admiration: "Now there is Voldemort and a group of Death Eaters outside, and the Burrow is safer than a Muggle neighborhood. "
"Believe Dumbledore, he always has his reasons for doing this." Hermione thought of Dumbledore's strange words last night, and pursed her lips and continued to persuade. He said, "Harry, do you want to see the thing your mother left you disappear like this, just because you think it can't continue to protect you?"
Harry was stunned.
(End of this chapter)