Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

Aries's summer vacation was always peaceful. Two weeks later, a dirty big black hound appeared in the Greene family's garden.

"Sirius!?" Ariana shouted in surprise.

It was indeed the big dog that Sirius turned into. Ariana was extremely happy that day. Eris helped her bathe Sirius and comb his hair.

The big hound that Sirius turned into was just like a real dog. It shook off the water droplets on its body, chased its tail, circled around Ariana, and rolled on the ground, making Ariana giggle.

The next day, Sirius, who had played with Ariana all day, disappeared again. Ariana was so angry that she stamped her feet and kept muttering, "Stupid dog... stupid dog... ungrateful stupid dog..."

One morning, while helping Selina cook, Aris heard the doorbell ring. Jim, who was reading a newspaper, went to open the door. He seemed to be chatting with someone in the hallway for a while, then came back with a strange look on his face, with a smile on his lips.

"Who is it? Dad!" Aeris asked casually.

"Postman," Jim replied, shaking the letter in his hand. The envelope was covered with stamps, leaving only a small space in the middle with densely written small words. It should be the address of Greene's family.

"Honestly, son," Jim said with a smile, "can I have this envelope for my collection? All these stamps are of styles I have never seen before."

"Of course." Aries couldn't help laughing. Jim carefully opened the envelope, afraid of damaging the stamp on it. He pulled out the letter, glanced at it and handed it to Aries. "It should be yours, son. I don't know anyone with the last name Weasley." Jim said, his attention all on the envelope.

Aris read the contents of the letter:

Dear Mr. and Mrs. Greene

I spoke to Mrs. Greene at the station. Aris was a schoolmate of my youngest son, Ron.

The Quidditch World Cup was coming up soon, and my husband Arthur had managed to get some of the best tickets.

I hope you can allow Aries to go and watch. This is a grand event that happens once every four years, and tickets are very hard to come by. Of course, our family would be very happy to have Aries stay as a guest at our home for the rest of the summer vacation and have him return to school safely by bus.

Please let Aris reply as soon as possible. All members of our family hope to meet Aris as soon as possible.

Hopefully the stamps I put on the envelope were enough.

Yours faithfully

Molly Weasley

"Mrs. Weasley certainly put enough stamps on it," said Aris, smiling.

"Is that the fat, lovely red-haired lady at the station?" Selina walked over and said.

"Yes," said Aris. "Can I go? I also hope to visit other classmates' homes during the summer vacation."

"Sure, son!" Jim took great pains to divert his attention from the envelope and said to Aris. However, Selena said quietly, "As Aris grows up, he will have less and less time to spend with us..."

"Don't be like this, mother!" said Aeris. "I will always be with you."

When Aries returned to his bedroom, Eric was pinning a baseball-sized owl to the ground with his claws. It looked like if Aries had come a little later, Eric, the strong raven, would have started enjoying his after-meal snack.

"Let it go," said Aeris. "Ariana just fed you. If Ariana knew you mistreat other small animals, your tail feathers would be bald again."

Eric shuddered and let the little owl go, but he still stared at the little thing with unfriendly eyes.

The little owl had no idea that it had just been on the brink of life and death. It jumped up and down excitedly. Aeris noticed that there was a letter lying where it was jumping.

Aris picked up the letter, opened it, and saw Ron's scribbled handwriting:

Aries

My dad has got the tickets for the Ireland vs. Bulgaria match on Monday night. I hope you can come to my house. Mom has written letters to you and Harry. I don't know how fast your postman is, so I asked Xiaoju to deliver this letter to you.

We will pick up Harry first, then you, and finally Hermione. If you can come, let Xiaoju take a reply letter and we will pick you up on Friday evening.

Percy has already started working at the Department of International Magical Cooperation. When you come here, don't mention anything related to "abroad", otherwise Percy will annoy you to death.

Hope to see you soon.

Ron

Aes looked at the excited little owl strangely. "Xiaoju!?" He muttered to himself, "What kind of a name is this?" He found a piece of notepaper and wrote a few words on it with a pen:

Ron

My parents allow me to watch the Quidditch World Cup. Please come over on Friday evening. We can hold a small party at our house to entertain you. I will invite Professor Dumbledore. My father Jim and Professor Dumbledore are good friends regardless of age. How will you come? Use Floo powder? Our fireplace is very big.

Your loyal friend

Aries

"Xiaoju, come here." Aeris said, and Xiaoju flew over, still jumping up and down.

Eric couldn't bear it any longer and pressed Xiaoju to the ground with his claws again. Eric asked Eric to take Xiaoju to the bed, blow dry the note he wrote, rolled it into a small curler, and tied it to Xiaoju's legs.

As soon as Eric let go of Julia, the little owl flew out of the window with a whoosh and disappeared.

Aris wrote another letter to Professor Dumbledore and asked Eric to deliver it, hoping that Professor Dumbledore could come over on Friday evening to attend the small party at the Greenes' house and cover for him if he really used Floo powder to go to the Burrow.