94 hp Diagon Alley

Little lesson.Then the two quietly pushed open a crack in the door, and cast a few spells in the direction where the girls left.

After a while, several screams were heard in the aisle of the train.The culprit had already closed the door and sat upright.

Ginny took a sneak peek and gave Gwen and Katie a thumbs up.Ask them in a low voice what spell they used.

"The Curse of Soft Legs." Gwen also replied in a low voice.

"I burned a strand of hair." Katie didn't even lift an eyelid.

"That's not a strand." Ginny covered her mouth to keep herself from laughing too loudly. "I can see her scalp. It's really you, Katie."

"People think you should have friends who are more energetic than us." Luna's ethereal voice came, once again showing her ability to lift whichever pot is unopened.

"You guys are pretty cool," said Harry curtly. "None of them were in the Ministry. They didn't fight with me."

"That sounds really good." Luna immediately smiled, pushed the demon-proof glasses on the bridge of her nose, and buried herself in reading "The Quibbler".

"But we didn't face him," Neville said as he got out from under the seat, his hair was covered with fluff and dust, and he was holding the much more honest Raffle in his hand, "you are the one who faced him." You should have heard my granny say about you. 'That Harry Potter has more backbone than the entire Ministry of Magic put together!' She'd give anything for you to be her grandson ..."

Harry smiled awkwardly.Another Katie, who was not there at the time, decisively decided to change the subject.She grabbed Gwen's hand and held it up in front of her face.

"Be honest, Miss Ollivander." Katie narrowed her eyes and smiled evilly.

Ginny let out a lovely squeal, "You never told me!" Now even Harry had to pay attention to the somewhat obvious ring on Gwen's finger.

Gwen's face was hot, and she withdrew her arms and rolled down her sleeves vigorously, trying to hide people's eager eyes. "It was just a few days ago..."

Ginny and Katie were almost on Gwen's body, and they asked a few questions restrainedly, with madness written in their eyes - Gwen knew that as soon as they returned to the girls' dormitory, she would be questioned. Upside down.

The weather outside the car window fluctuates from sunny to cloudy, as it has all summer.Just after driving through the cold fog, there was a clear but faint sunlight. When the sunlight outside the window was almost high in the sky, Ron and Hermione finally walked into the car.

"I wish the food truck would come over soon, I'm starving," said Ron wistfully, sitting down next to Harry and rubbing his belly. "Hello, Neville, hello, girls. You Guess what?" He then turned to Harry and said, "Malfoy wasn't on duty as a prefect. He was just sitting in the carriage with a few other Slytherins when we passed by."

Harry sat up straight suddenly, and suddenly became interested.It wasn't very Malfoy to pass up a good opportunity to flaunt his prefect's authority, as he'd been flaunting it last term.

"What was he doing when he saw you?"

"As usual," said Ron casually, making a rude gesture. "It's not like him, is it? Well—it's kind of like him—" He made the gesture again, "Why is he Why don't you come out and bully the first-year students?"

"I don't know." Although Harry said so, his mind was spinning rapidly.Does this mean that Malfoy has more important things on his mind than bullying his classmates?

Before he could explain his point of view, the door of the carriage was opened again, and a panting third-grade girl walked in.

"I've come to give these to Neville. Longbottom and Harry Bo-Potter," she stammered, flushing with shame as soon as her eyes met Harry's.She handed over two rolls of parchment tied with purple ribbons.Harry and Neville doubtfully took the scrolls with their respective names on them, and the girl stumbled out of the carriage.

"What?" Ron asked, watching Harry unroll the scroll.

"An invitation," said Harry.

[Harry:

I would be very happy if you could have lunch with me in carriage C.

your faithful

Professor H.E.F. Slughorn]

"Who is Professor Slughorn?" Neville asked, looking at his invitation in bewilderment.

"New teacher," said Harry, "seems we've got to go, don't we?"

"But why did he ask me?" Neville asked uneasily, as if he was going to be sent to solitary confinement.

"Not sure," said Harry, not entirely true, but he couldn't prove his hunch right yet. "Listen to me," he said, a good idea suddenly came to his mind, "let's go in the Invisibility Cloak, and we can take a closer look at Malfoy on the way to see what he wants to do."

However, this approach was not successful.The corridors were so crowded with people waiting for food deliveries that it was impossible to get through while wearing an invisibility cloak.Harry stuffed the Invisibility Cloak regrettably into his bag.

Ron held his growling stomach and explained to the others in the box: "The new professor used to teach my parents, but my father never liked him very much. There are many of his past favorite students in the Ministry of Magic. He Always willing to give students a little trouble..." He was a little strange in the middle of the sentence, "If that's the case, why didn't he invite you, Gwen?"

Gwen, at heart, preferred to be with her friends and had no interest in having lunch with the professor.So she told Ron bluntly why—otherwise Hermione would have wrung a piece of him off: "Because Garrick is missing. He probably doesn't think I deserve to be a favorite."

Ron grinned and touched the soft flesh around his waist, and opened his mouth.Hermione hit him straight up, and then said to Gwen with a look of embarrassment: "Harry and we have described Professor Slughorn, and he may be a little - overly cautious."

Gwen understood what Hermione meant. For those who didn't know, Mr. Ollivander who suddenly disappeared may have fallen into Voldemort's clutches. What is more worrying than his disappearance is whether the wand master will switch to The camp of the Death Eaters.

Of course Gwen knew he wouldn't, as did everyone else in the box.

So she shrugged indifferently: "It's okay, this is my last year at Hogwarts——I swore that I would never have anything to do with the professor this year!"

If George is here, he will definitely cover Gwen's mouth. Who made the vow she made at the beginning of each semester end up in the opposite end?

Snape got his wish?

Everyone in the box simply enjoyed the lunch delivered by the trolley. Ginny said that she was going to wash her hands—she touched Neville's toad just now, but she didn't come back for a long time after she went out.

"Should we look for her?" Gwen looked towards the corridor of the train, but there was no sign of the red-haired witch.

"I think she went to another compartment." Luna put on those strange anti-demon glasses, turned her head to face the partition behind her, as if she could see through the wall, "The harassment horse in her head has been Go around Harry, and look, they're both with Neville."

Ron almost choked. "Lunch with the professor? Excuse me, Katie, can you pass me Ginny's sandwich? I'll eat it for her."

Gwen and Katie exchanged a weepy look, and Ron wasn't worried at all when his sister ran away with his friend.Gwen nudged Hermione, who was concentrating on reading, with her elbow: "Guess how his brother would react if Ginny and... fell in love?"

Hermione closed the book, looking bored for some reason, "It's about the same as being hit on the head by a Bludger."

Katie continued, "That's a good analogy. Also, I heard Harry was chosen as the captain of Quidditch?"

Gwen didn't know the news yet, but she was happy for Harry and the team: "It's a good thing they didn't extend Umbridge's outrageous lifetime ban."

After a while, Neville and Ginny opened the door and sat in.

"Where did you go?" Ron asked, following Hermione's guidance, as he wiped a morsel of Marmite from his mouth, staring at Ginny.

"Professor Slughorn saw me hex Zacharias Smith," said Ginny. "Remember that idiot at the D.A. meeting? I was so annoyed by what happened there that I cast a bat-spirit spell on him—when Slughorn came in, I thought he was going to put me in detention, but he thought that evil The spell was cast beautifully and invited me to lunch! Weird, isn't it?"

"Happy lunch?" Luna's big glasses peeked out from above the magazine.

"It's so boring." Ginny curled her lips. "Let's put it this way, it's like every student lined up to go to the scales at Gringotts to weigh how many Galleons they are worth. He would put the expensive students in his pockets, Set the rest aside."

"Why didn't Harry come back with you?" Hermione completely put down the book on her lap, a little nervous.

Both Ginny and Neville shook their heads, expressing their ignorance of his whereabouts.

Until the express train slowly pulled into Hogwarts station, the boy still didn't come back.Ron and Hermione waited in the car until Hagrid urged them to get out of the car, then reluctantly dragged their luggage and changed to the carriage, comforting themselves that Harry might have already arrived at the castle.

The students saw several unfamiliar faces at the door, and Professor Flitwick, who was holding a checklist to count the number of people, told everyone that they were Aurors sent by the Ministry of Magic, and they would ensure the safety of the students during their stay at Hogwarts.

Gwen waved at Tonks, who still had gray hair,