Ancient Warlocks at Hogwarts

Out of concern for the safety of others, Sirius and the others finally entered the suitcase and checked Norberta's condition. When they saw a Norwegian Spinosaurus acting obediently like a big dog, they were all extremely worried. Surprised expression.

After confirming that Norberta was not a threat, the three of them no longer struggled with the matter of Andre taking a fire dragon on the Hogwarts Express. They also felt that having this suitcase was a good idea for the Grangers. It's a good insurance policy.

"We will follow you secretly. To be on the safe side, you hold this thing first." Before Andre left Hagrid's hut, Sirius took out a small metal box from his pocket.

"What is this?" Even though he had considerable attainments in alchemy, Andre still didn't recognize what the box in his hand was.

"Moody gave this to me," Sirius said with a smile, "Open it first and take a look."

Gently pushing open the lid of the box, Andre found a metal structure similar to an ear inside.

"This is a magic prop I made after imitating the telephone in the Muggle world," Moody explained at this time: "You should know what a telephone is, right? It is a magical machine that allows people to communicate over long distances."

"I know." Andre was a little dumbfounded. Not to mention that his body grew up in the Muggle world, and his soul came from a college student in the 21st century. Don't talk about the phone. By his time, mobile phones had already been used. Popularized.

"Well, it's best if you know. This prop can keep you talking to us within a ten-mile range. As long as you use the wand to say 'Contact starts' to it, like this." Mad-Eye said as he spoke. While doing so, he took out an identical box from his pocket, and then he recited a spell to the box.

"Now you can try to see if you can hear my voice from the box." When he said this, Moody walked back to the house, but his voice was still very clear from the phone in Andre's hand. came out of the small box.

"Remember, if you don't recite the spell, you can only hear my voice, and there is no way for me to hear your words. The reason why I give this thing to you is that I am afraid that something unexpected will happen. And you have no way to contact us." It has to be said that Moody's considerations are much more comprehensive than Sirius's.

Of course Andre could only thank a few people. In the final analysis, the reason why they traveled all the way during Christmas was to help him solve the problem of the Free Magic Union.

After returning to the castle, the little witch immediately greeted him. She looked at the suitcase in Andre's hand and said excitedly: "You brought this back, then I can let my parents go in and take a look. What? They have always been fascinated by magic."

Andre replied with a smile: "Of course, but you have to tell them in advance that there is a fire dragon here. Although Norbeta is very well-behaved, I don't want to scare your parents."

"I will." Hermione nodded, and then asked: "Have you packed your luggage? I have put everything in my pocket, and I can leave for Hogsmeade Station later."

Andre didn't have many things to pack. His change of clothes was all in his pocket. The only thing he needed to prepare was a Christmas gift for the Grangers and Hermione. He couldn't go to someone else's house for vacation empty-handed, but Regarding this matter, he had already done it a few days ago, and he only had to wait until Christmas Eve to give out the gifts.

"Then let's set off now. The Hogwarts Express will leave in an hour. It will take some time for us to get there. Everyone else has already gone there and waited." Andre said that he didn't need it. Back in the dormitory, the little witch couldn't wait to say that since this morning, she has been a little abnormal. She seems to be particularly excited because she can spend this Christmas vacation with the boy.

after an hour.

"Hi, here." Harry and Ron took the lead in finding an empty box on the train. They stuck their heads out to greet Andre and the two who had just boarded the train.

"Aren't you going with Sirius?" Seeing Harry Andre, he was also a little confused. As far as he knew, Sirius and the four of them were not planning to leave the school on the Hogwarts Express.

"He asked me to go to London first and pick me up at King's Station then," Harry explained: "By the way, are you Hermione's parents who will pick me up then?"

"Yes, I have told dad when the train will arrive and he will drive to pick us up." The little witch nodded and replied.

Several people in the box chatted about some interesting things in the castle during the first half of the semester, and time passed by unknowingly. By the time it got a little dark, the Hogwarts Express had already entered platform nine and three-quarters.

"Well, see you after Christmas!" Hermione waved her hands to say goodbye to Harry and Ron, and then pulled Andre towards the wall leading to King's Station.

After passing through the wall, they soon saw Mr. Granger waiting on the platform.

"Dad!" Hermione shouted, waving loudly.

"Mr. Granger, good evening." Andre also bowed to Hermione's father and said hello, and then he said apologetically: "Thank you very much for inviting me to your home for Christmas, and doing it like this in the case of."

"Just call me Wendell," Mr. Granger said kindly: "Hermione has told us about your situation. This is our final decision. Besides, I trust your Professor Black very much. , since they think there is nothing wrong with this plan, I think there will be no accidents."

"Well," Andre nodded, "Sirius is indeed a trustworthy professor, but anyway, I have to thank you."

Mr. Granger smiled and shook his head: "Hermione's letter always said that you helped her a lot in school. I am happier than anyone else that she can make friends like you in that magic school. I know that when she was in elementary school, she didn’t act that close to anyone.”

"Hi, Dad." The little witch suddenly cried out unhappily after being exposed by her father.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about this," Mr. Granger said quickly: "Let's get to the car first. It's still a long way home from here."

"By the way, why didn't mom come here with you?" After getting into the car, Hermione asked her father while holding the back of the driver's seat.

Mr. Granger looked at the rearview mirror and started to reverse the car, and replied: "Oh, she has to prepare dinner for us at home. You know, this is the first time Andre has been a guest in our home. Your mother thinks We have to cook a sumptuous dinner, does it matter if I call you Andre?"

As he spoke, he specifically turned to Andre and asked about the title.

"Of course." Andre nodded quickly, but Mr. Granger's words made him somewhat embarrassed. Hermione's mother actually prepared a grand dinner for his arrival.

Valley</span>The Granger family's house is in the suburbs of London. It takes about two hours to drive there from King's Station. Along the way, the three of them chatted for a long time about interesting facts about the wizarding world. It was obvious that Hermione's My father was indeed very interested in this world that was completely different from Muggle society.

By the time he arrived at his destination, Andre had gradually become familiar with the middle-aged dentist.

"Hi, Monica, we're back, come and open the door, I forgot to bring the key." After parking the car, Mr. Granger shouted in front of the three-story villa.

Soon, Hermione's mother ran out of the house. It could be seen that she had been busy in the kitchen just now, because she had not yet taken off her apron.

"You're back so soon?" Mrs. Granger said: "I thought it would be a while. Oh, Andre, welcome to our home."

"Thank you for the invitation, Mrs. Granger." Andre greeted politely.

"Oh, don't be so polite, just call me Monica." Mrs. Granger responded with a smile on her face.

"Okay, Aunt Monica." Of course Andre would not refuse her kindness and immediately changed the title.

"Okay, don't stay outside in the cold wind. Let's go inside. I think you will all have a good meal tonight. Monica has been preparing for this feast all day." Seeing that the two of them were still preparing to continue. After the greetings ended, Mr. Granger pressed Andre's shoulders and pushed him towards the house.

After walking into this small villa, Andre felt like he was in another world. The modern decoration style was somewhat similar to the home in his previous life. He had never lived in such a house since he came to this world. Passed it, even before entering Hogwarts.

At that time, he was still hanging out in the streets of London, and the place he lived in was actually worse than a school dormitory.

"Are you not used to it?" The little witch obviously saw something was wrong with Andre's look. She asked with concern: "Well, I am the only wizard in our family, you know, so it will definitely not be like the Ron family. They do."

"No," Andre smiled and shook his head, "It's just that I stayed in Hogwarts for so long that I almost forgot that we actually live in the 20th century."

"Yes," Hermione nodded in agreement after hearing what Andre said: "When I went home last summer, I always felt as if I was dreaming, as if I had traveled back from the Middle Ages. .”

"Indeed, every time I take you to Diagon Alley, I feel like I'm back in ancient times." Mr. Granger also answered.

"You can chat for a while, I still have to do some work on the last dish." Mrs. Granger hurriedly said to several people after entering the room.

Watching her mother go to the kitchen, Hermione suddenly tugged on Andre's sleeve and whispered: "Let me take you to visit my room."

Mr. Granger obviously heard what his daughter said. He did not express any objection, but walked away with a smile on his face.

The little witch's bedroom is on the first floor of the house. It is different from the girl's room Andre imagined. There are no common dolls or pillows in it, and there is also no pink, the legendary favorite color of girls.

A bookshelf occupies the most space in this bedroom, filled with books.

In addition, the most conspicuous thing was a crucible and some potion ingredients. Andre did not expect that the little witch would still play with these in his own home.

"Oh, this is a bit messy. The main reason is that we are not allowed to use magic at home during the summer vacation, so I can only learn how to brew potions. I can't put these things anywhere else." Hermione saw the boy Her eyes stayed on the crucible, and she hurriedly explained.

Of course Andre didn't think this messiness had anything to do with it. He smiled and said: "Perhaps this summer I can invite you to my cabin in Hogsmeade to see where I have set up a laboratory." , specially used for magic experiments, and in that wizard village, you don’t need to worry about trace silk."

"Really?" When she heard the boy's invitation, the little witch's eyes lit up, and she was obviously very interested in it.

"Of course, as long as Uncle Wendell and Aunt Monica agree." Andre nodded.

The two then communicated for a while about their summer vacation arrangements, and soon Mr. Granger's voice came from outside the door: "Children, you can come out now, dinner is ready."

After sitting at the dining table, Andre realized that Mrs. Granger had really put a lot of effort into preparing this dinner. Perhaps she was worried that he would not be used to British food, so she also specially prepared several Russian dishes.

But what she didn't know was that although Andrei was a Belarussian in body, his soul was an authentic Chinese. For him, whether it was British food or Russian food, they could only be eaten. It's an exotic flavor.

"How is it? Does it still suit your taste?" After Andre took a few bites of the red cabbage soup, Mrs. Granger asked with concern.

"Of course," Andre actually didn't know what authentic red cabbage soup tasted like. He just responded politely: "It's exactly the same as what I remember my mother making."

"That's great." After being praised, Mrs. Granger immediately showed a bright smile and said happily: "I was originally worried that I wouldn't be able to make a real Russian flavor."

After the welcome dinner, it was almost ten o'clock. Normally, the little witch would have gone to bed long ago. At this moment, she was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. After all, it took almost a day of driving to get back from Hogwart. Ci returned home.

"Let me show you the bedroom," Mr. Granger stood up and said to Andre: "It's also on the first floor. It was originally a guest room, but if you have nowhere to go during the holidays, you can always come Live here. In fact, Hermione's mother and I have always wanted to have another child, but due to various reasons, this wish was not realized in the end."

But Andre could only accept the kindness of Hermione's father. After all, he was not a real 12-year-old orphan, and it was difficult for him to have the mentality to accept a new pair of parents.