Chinese students at Hogwarts.

New York City Hall is located in the center of City Hall Park in the downtown area of ​​Lower Manhattan. It is the oldest still-occupied city hall in the United States.

New York City Hall was built from 1803 to 1812. It was included in the National Register of Historic Places in 1966 and became a national historic building in the United States. Its rotunda is also a New York City landmark.

Hermione sat on the bench in the garden, squinting at the sunshine and then at the entrance to the park, feeling an unusual sense of anticipation.

Looking forward to the day when I can get together with my friends.

I wonder how everyone is doing these days?

Hermione lowered her head and took out a folded newspaper from her small bag. When she unfolded it, it showed a scene of Harry, Ron and Malfoy dancing in ballet costumes.

Her pretty face bloomed like a flower, her eyebrows arched, revealing a watery smile.

Slender fingers smoothed the wrinkles on the photo, feeling an unspeakable joy in my heart.

When you come back, show them this photo.

Hermione thought, she raised her head, her pink face seemed to be glowing in the sun, a figure in the distance was slowly approaching, Hermione narrowed her eyes slightly, and her eyes lit up.

Stand up and wave:

"Cedric, here!"

I have to say that Cedric learned a lot in these seven days. Under the influence of love, the female agent treated him like a boyfriend.

Compared with the handsome guy before who was handsome but slightly green, now he is a Hollywood handsome man.

On the other side, Harry, Ron and Malfoy also appeared, with extremely disgusting expressions on their faces.

They were as arrogant as if the whole of New York belonged to the three of them.

"Guys! We're back with a bang!"

Hermione's mood suddenly brightened up. She deliberately stood up and said in a surprised tone:

"Oh, isn't this a famous ballet star in New York? Harrow, Bonn, Erfo?"

Sansha's face suddenly turned pale, like a blank piece of paper.

This was the fake name they revealed during the interview!

Ron was so shocked that he couldn't even speak:

"How do you know?"

Malfoy and Harry also looked at her in horror.

Hermione burst out laughing. She shook the newspaper and made a clattering sound:

"You don't think you can hide it by using a fake name, do you? And all the wizards can see your dancing. What's there to hide?"

Malfoy closed his eyes, bit his lip, and said quietly:

"Even if I knew it was a cup of poison, I would still choose to drink it when I was extremely thirsty, so we thought we could hide it for one day."

Hermione and Cedric lowered their heads and laughed, and then the laughter grew louder and louder, completely ignoring the Cygnet trio whose faces were getting darker and darker.

"What are you talking about?"

Neville stood not far away, holding a pot of cactus in his hand, looking as simple as a country boy who had just entered the city.

The joy of reunion put a bright smile on his round face and waved to everyone:

"Finally seeing everyone again——"

"Neville!"

"Neville, have you read the newspaper?"

Hermione waved the newspaper in her hand, but Malfoy snatched it away. He said angrily:

"We're not doing this for everyone!"

With a sense of grievance that had been misunderstood and the excitement of being about to feel proud, he took out the wad of dollars.

"Five thousand dollars! This is what we get for being ugly. For everyone and Hogwarts, we would rather put on ballet costumes and dance!"

Hermione covered her mouth, then opened her satchel and said sincerely:

"Draco, Harry, Ron, you are great. I thought I already had the most income, but it seems that I may be the second."

There was also a small stack of U.S. dollars lying in his white and tender palm, with pride in his tone:

"1500 US dollars! An average of more than 200 US dollars a day, which is considered a good income even in New York!"

Hearing Hermione's compliment, Malfoy immediately showed a satisfied smile.

"I -" Cedric took the backpack and took out a thick amount of money: "There's quite a lot here, 3 US dollars!"

"Hiss—" Several people turned their heads and stared at the money in Cedric's hand. Harry had already shouted:

"How come there are so many!"

"Yeah - I made a movie." Cedric shrugged, still a little shy: "As for vampires, to be honest, I think there is a big difference between the vampires imagined by Muggles and the real vampires."

"Wow! Movie!" Several little wizards exclaimed in unison.

Neville, who was about to take out the money, silently stuffed the money back. Since his friends already had enough money to buy clues, he naturally didn't have to take out the money.

In fact, he didn't bring much, only fifteen thousand U.S. dollars, which was enough to buy the entire team's clues and still have some extra money, but it seemed that he wouldn't be able to use it now.

Neville relaxed and listened carefully to everyone's chat.

"Is it fun to make a movie?"

"Have you seen any stars?" Hermione and Harry asked.

"Yes, it's actually okay, but it feels similar to the plays Lockhart performed for us in class. The difference is that when making movies, you don't have to speak a lot, you just have to keep a straight face and pretend to be cool."

The conversation about the movie only lasted for a while, and finally everyone turned their attention to Neville:

"Neville, how have you spent these days?"

"Quick, quick, Neville, tell us!"

"It's nothing, I just spent a normal few days." Neville raised the cactus: "But I did find this. Look, does it look like a Mibu Mibao?"

Before he finished speaking, there was a shout from behind:

"Si Fu! You forgot to take your money!"

Neville's body was shaken and he turned around in disbelief. He saw a huge motorcade passing by from the other side of the street. It was like a grand car show. All kinds of cars could be seen, and even some bicycles. riding a motorcycle.

His eldest disciple stretched out his arms from a convertible Cadillac and shouted loudly while waving.

Squeaking, the vehicle stopped at the entrance of the municipal garden. Benjamin ran over panting and handed over a bag:

"Si Fu, we found it when we were cleaning. Did we forget to bring it with us? Fortunately, Eric said you asked him where the city hall is, otherwise it would be difficult for us to find you."

After saying this, Benjamin looked at Neville with an air of dignity, like a child who wants praise from the teacher:

"Sifu, two hundred and thirty-five hundred dollars, all of them are here!"

"Young Master???" Several friends looked at Neville with their mouths open.

"Neville, did you go rob Gringotts??"

Neville looked at Benjamin with a complicated expression, and his lips trembled twice. I stayed here on purpose!

"Thank you!"

He reluctantly thanked him, but Benjamin didn't hear the complicated emotions in Neville's tone at all. Instead, he narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Si Fu, everyone said they couldn't send you a gift, so they all came, no matter what Why, we are all Sifu’s disciples!”