A Hogwarts dissertation guide

He took in big gulps of air and opened his tearful eyes.He felt as if he had just been squeezed out of a very narrow rubber tube.

After a few seconds, he came to his senses and realized that Privet Drive had disappeared, and he and Sirius were now standing in the open space in front of the steps of No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Are you okay?" Sirius lowered his head and looked at him with concern and asked, "You need to get used to this feeling slowly."

"This... what kind of magic is this?" Harry asked as he breathed in, rubbing his ears. He felt that his ears seemed to have reluctantly left Privet Drive.

"Apparate," Sirius said. "You will learn this magic at Hogwarts. It will be very convenient - well, probably in the sixth year, when you turn 17."

Then, James' figure quickly appeared beside them.He and Sirius looked at each other and were silent for about ten seconds.

They suddenly shook their heads in unison.

"What's wrong?" Harry looked up and asked.

"It's nothing, let's talk about it when we get home." James pushed Harry up the steps and did not dwell too much on this topic.

As soon as they returned home, they saw the owl squatting in front of the window. It was a letter written by Ron to Harry. Harry took the letter and went upstairs, leaving James and Sirius alone on the sofa in the living room.

long silence.

"I didn't expect their family to be like this." Sirius burst out laughing, his tone full of self-deprecation.

James sighed deeply, "It seems that we thought too badly of them. They were just protecting Harry in a way they understood."

"This puts a lot of my gadgets out of use." Sirius took out a bunch of gadgets from his pocket, including but not limited to toffee, chocolate, and licorice sticks - but there is no doubt that these are Prank toys.

"The Weasley twins gave me inspiration, and I tweaked it a little bit." Sirius raised his eyebrows, "You know, I'm good at this."

"Ha, you've always been good at these." James said with a smile, "Why don't you open a prank and joke about the condiment shop? I'll sponsor you."

"It's a deal." Sirius said immediately, waving his fist as if the fist would fall on James if he refused.

James tilted his head and smiled helplessly. Neither he nor Sirius were obviously short of money, but they were obviously a little out of touch with this society, and they didn't even know what to do.

It's good to find a direction.

"Let's buy some snacks." James suggested.

"Yes." Sirius nodded, "Anyway, they have raised Harry for more than ten years, and we owe them this."

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This summer vacation passed extremely quickly, at least for Harry.For Edward, it was even faster. He hadn't fully enjoyed his vacation yet, and it was already almost the start of school.

It's a rare holiday that isn't interrupted by Hermione...

It’s been two full years since I’ve experienced this…

If Hermione knew that Edward simply didn't want to see her and gave her two months' leave, I wonder if she would be furious.

In mid-August, Hermione had started packing her bags to go to Harry's house and then follow them to watch the Quidditch World Cup.

The Grangers were not too worried about their daughter's safety. After all, she was Hermione, and Harry and his father and godfather were famous figures in the wizarding world. Although they were not wizards, since Mr. Granger said After becoming curious about the magical world, Hermione subscribed him to the Daily Prophet every year, which gave him a very deep understanding of the magical world.

When Hermione arrived at 12 Grimmauld Place, she was undoubtedly shocked by the mansion.

"This is definitely a centuries-old mansion. Look at the handrail decoration. It should be in medieval style..."

Hermione hadn't stopped for a moment since she came in, and she lowered her head sheepishly when she realized this.

"Don't take it to heart. In fact, I'm quite curious about the history of this house." Sirius said calmly.

"But this is your house!" James bumped him with his shoulder, obviously mocking him.

Sirius' face suddenly fell.

"It's not like you don't know that since I was sorted into Gryffindor, my family wanted to lock me in the house every day," Sirius said angrily, "After graduation, I will live directly in your house. This house is mine. How can it be familiar!"

"Haha!" James laughed wildly. "Hermione, you are so awesome. I haven't seen him deflate in a while."

Hermione looked at Sirius. It was obvious that after two months of trimming, he had recovered a lot. After trimming his beard, he was even more handsome.

"Did you tell Mr. Lumple before you came?" Sirius asked.

"I wrote to the teacher, but there was no reply." Hermione said honestly.

James and Sirius looked at each other and said meaningfully, "Maybe he is conducting very important magical research."

"Maybe," Hermione said.

Next, Harry took her upstairs to choose a room, and she chose a room that was not too big.

"Ah, this was my brother Regulus Black's room."

Sirius said seriously when he found out about the room Hermione had chosen.

"I kept trying to steer him onto the right path, but he still didn't have the courage."

"Look away, Sirius." James patted his back, "This is not your fault, and he has no choice. The Black family...sigh..."

"What happened?" Harry asked confused.

"I'll tell you when you're older." James said with a smile.

"By the way, where's the old Kreacher at home?" Sirius finally remembered that there was a house elf in his house. If he hadn't come to his brother's room, he might have completely forgotten about the house elf.

"Well," James coughed, "it has been scolding me with very dirty words since I came here. After I got my wand back from the Ministry of Magic, I cast a long-lasting coma on it. He cursed it and threw it into the attic.”

"It... won't starve to death?" Sirius stammered.

"Probably not..." James said uncertainly. "I'll go take a look at it in a minute."

Harry and Hermione had already begun to decorate the room. They took out sheets and quilts from the closet to prevent Hermione from catching a cold at night.

"The game doesn't start until tomorrow. I heard from dad that we will set off later. I think you can sleep first and then get up when it's time to set off," Harry said. "From what they said, it seems like we have to go quite a long way." of."