I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 444 Dumbledore’s arrangements

Hermione glanced at Coyatel a little longer.

It was found that the other party did not make any movement.

Still leaning against the window, looking at the scenery outside the window.

Seeing this, the embarrassment in her heart dissipated a little.

Then, the little witch leaned forward and whispered, "It's a sense of security."

"A sense of security?" Ron looked at Hermione in confusion.

Hermione quickly motioned for him to lower his voice.

"Haven't you noticed? She always feels alienated when she stays with us. It's not that she doesn't trust us.

I think this is a kind of self-protection. Given her past, it is normal for such psychological problems to occur. "Hermione continued in a low voice, "Only when I talk to you will I appear natural and relaxed. "

"Is there any?" Ron said, rubbing his head.

"Yes!" Even Harry nodded.

Maybe after he and Ginny started dating secretly, he improved his emotional intelligence a lot, and now he can actually see it.

"And it's obvious," Harry confirmed.

"Look -" Owen spread his hands, "So young people, seize the opportunity. If you miss it, you really missed it."

"I" Ron was a little panicked and couldn't stop looking at the seat opposite them.

But I don't know what to do at all.

Irving understands that at this time, it is time to send out assists.

He turned his head sideways and stared directly at Justin opposite him with a pair of emerald green eyes.

Justin, who had been eavesdropping on their conversation, immediately noticed Owen's gaze.

His expression froze and he didn't know why.

After intersecting Erwin's eyes several times, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and then quickly stood up and gave up his seat.

"Come on!" Owen said. A proud smile on his face.

"Huh?" Ron frowned.

on?

On what?

Harry grabbed it.

Then he was dragged and kicked and thrown to the opposite side.

The set of combos was very smooth. It was obvious that he had wanted to do this for a long time.

Justin sat over and he and Ron switched places.

Like this - the atmosphere on the other side suddenly became weird.

Of course Hannah understands very well.

She lied casually, got up, left her seat, and walked a few rows back to find Susan.

As for the rest of Ernie, he almost got up with Justin.

He walked forward a few rows to find Zacharias and Neville.

"Woo~~~"

At this time the train suddenly sounded its whistle.

Large amounts of steam drifted from both sides.

The water vapor instantly obscured the sight of the little wizards, but after that moment.

The vast fields show the beauty to the little wizards.

The warm wind blew the green grass, and the sound of "rustling" sounded like ocean waves.

There seemed to be a Muggle town in the distance. Under the tall oak trees, the outline of the eaves was vaguely visible.

The wind carries the smell of flowers, grass and people.

A feeling of comfort suddenly burst out in my heart.

Owen couldn't help but hold the hand of the girl next to him even more tightly.

They talked to each other one after another.

Justin and Harry in front of them had long disappeared.

One might have gone to find Susan, and the other should have gone to Ginny's carriage.

Well - it's youth.

Just like the fields outside the window, they are full of charm that never fades.

In that wilderness, there are always men and women who want to explore.

"Bang bang——"

The train continued to move.

The two people on the other side never spoke.

They sat facing each other, leaning against the window, as if they were made of wood.

Silence - until the train pulled into King's Cross station.

Once the train pulled into London, Harry came over with Ginny.

When he saw that Ron and Koyatel were still in the same posture as before he left, he thought that bringing the two together was a failure.

Owen and Hermione didn't think so though, if that failed, they wouldn't have sat together for hours, just not talking.

The train stopped.

When the conductor signaled that they could safely pass through the magic barrier between platforms nine and ten.

A group of people were waiting for them outside.

Owen saw Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, and Mr. and Mrs. Granger.

They were at the front of the crowd.

He also saw Luna's father, Mr. Xenophilius Lovegood.

Hannah's father, Mr. Abbott.

Finally, there is Neville’s grandmother, Lady Augusta.

At this time, she changed her usual serious expression, smiled, and stood in the crowd.

Neville walked quickly past them.

"See you in September." He said to Owen, Harry, Hermione and other young wizards.

"Happy summer vacation. Have fun," Owen responded.

Neville held a flowerpot in his hands, with a strange plant growing in it.

Quyicao - Professor Sprout spent a semester but did not find out that this magical plant has any effect. It is just that this plant will make a cheerful sound when someone passes by it.

The professor only regarded it as an ornamental plant and transplanted many of it in the Hufflepuff common room.

Neville asked for one. Judging from his cheerful steps, he must have planned to bring this happy plant to his parents.

After half a year of treatment - the Lombards had sobered up a few months ago.

They are still living in Rosier Magic Hospital for the Disabled. Although they are awake, their souls are not easy to recover and require a long period of rest.

This summer vacation should be their last time in the hospital.

"Ron, Ginny!" Mrs. Weasley called their names enthusiastically, then walked over quickly, and then hugged her child tightly, "Oh! And dear Harry, um—— It’s nice to see you, kid.”

She hugged Koatl tightly in her arms again, "I have already tidied up the room. I don't know what decoration you like, so I can only follow Ginny's style."

"That's enough." Koyatel said flatly.

"Mom——" The twins walked up.

"Did you pick us up from the goblin cave?"

"Oh - of course not." Mrs. Weasley pressed the twins' heads, kissed their foreheads, and pulled them away from the platform.

Mr. Arthur also came to help, and the busy family was enjoying themselves.

Harry looked on with envy.

When the crowd slowly dispersed, he suddenly discovered something unexpected waiting for him on the other side.

At least they were looking at themselves.

There was Mad-Eye Moody, who wore a bowler hat pulled low over his magic eyes and looked just as menacing as he did without the hat, clutching a stick in his rough-skinned hands. He has a long wooden staff and is covered with a fat traveling cloak.