HP through the autumn

Although everyone told Harry that Professor Dumbledore was there and that he didn't have to worry about the trial on August 8, he couldn't help but fear that he would actually be asked to withdraw from Hogwarts.This thought made him unbearable, and the closer the trial date was, the more torment he felt in his heart. He couldn't help himself to keep imagining where he should go if he was kicked out of Hogwarts, maybe he didn't have to go back to the Dursleys, Sirius would always take him in.Was he really going to watch Hermione, Ron and Cho go back to Hogwarts while he stayed in Grimmauld Place, doing nothing, dropping out of school at home?

The day before the trial, Galois and Hedwig flew in together in the evening, and he felt a little better after seeing the letter on Galois' lap.

Harry hastily unfolded the letter and began to read it. Galois flicked his legs, and Hedwig and Hedwig stood on top of the wardrobe, cooing and chatting, combing each other's feathers.

"I know that no matter how others comfort you, you will still be worried. I just want to let you know that even if you are expelled from Hogwarts, I can still teach you everything after the fifth grade, Sirius Also. You can go to Germany or France to buy a new wand. If you can't find a job, Fred and George will be happy to let you run a joke shop with them. Don't worry Harry, there is no solution in this world If there is a problem that can’t be solved, forget about it and solve it with another problem.”

She was always so upbeat, Harry thought, but he just needed some optimism to help him sleep, and tomorrow was the day of the official trial.

But... it sounded more pleasant for her to teach him after the fifth grade than for Professor McGonagall, especially Professor Snape, to teach him.

Harry breathed a sigh of relief as he trotted out of Courtroom Ten, thankfully he didn't have to be chased out of Hogwarts by a broken wand.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley were waiting for him at the door, Mr. Weasley pale and Sirius looking impatiently at his watch.

"Clarified!" Harry closed the door of the courtroom with his backhand. He didn't want to stay inside for another minute. "All the charges are invalid."

Mr. Weasley grinned, and Sirius' eyebrows relaxed.

"Fudge really has nothing to do," Sirius said, looking at the members of the Wizengamot who came out from inside. "When did minors using magic outside of school become such a top priority? Even the members of the Wizengamot They are all invited, those old men and old ladies will probably stay at home for a week once they come here, so that they can put their scattered bones together."

Harry grinned. The world seemed wonderful to him now.

"I'm going to the toilet in Beth's Green, and I'll take you two back so that everyone can get the good news in time." Mr. Weasley led Harry and Sirius upstairs.

"The Ministry of Magic has always had a soft spot for toilets," Sirius said with disgust.

They met Cornelius Fudge and Lucius Malfoy in the corridor on the ninth floor, talking quietly.

"Okay, okay, okay, Patronus Potter!" Mr. Malfoy said coldly when he saw Harry, "and Black who escaped from prison."

"Okay, Malfoy, you can't make a Patronus so you don't have to be so jealous of others. What? It's a pity that you didn't go to prison 13 years ago, did you? Then your master will trust your loyalty even more. said Sirius, fiddling with his wand.

Mr. Malfoy's face became even colder, and he turned his gaze to Harry again: "The minister just told me how you escaped by chance, Potter, I'm really surprised, you can keep coming out of the narrow hole like a snake Same."

"It's not as good as you," Sirius continued. "After all, Harry doesn't have that many Galleons, and he hasn't been hit by the Imperius Curse. You're the one who's better, burrowing around like a mouse."

He glanced at Fudge next to him again, and then said to Malfoy: "Why are you free to find Mr. Minister today? Malfoy? Are you not busy kissing your master's robe foot?"

"I don't know what you're talking about," said Mr. Malfoy. "It seems that you have been in prison for more than ten years and your mind is not clear. Alright Minister, shall we go to your office now?"

Lucius Malfoy and Fudge walk away talking in low tones together.

Sirius sneered: "He's still the same, speculating everywhere, playing with the wind. If he entered Azkaban willingly 14 years ago, I would have given him a higher opinion."

Sirius dragged Harry back to No. 12 Grimmauld Place joyfully, and celebrated with everyone there that all the charges against Harry were invalid.

Before the celebration started, Harry decided to go back to his room and write a letter to tell Qiu the good news.

"If the house hadn't been heavily guarded recently," Sirius walked up the stairs with Harry, and whispered in Harry's ear, "we would have taken your little girlfriend over with us."

"Isn't she trustworthy?" Harry asked, having thought about it for a long time.But thinking of the day he came by himself, surrounded by a group of guards, afraid to use the fireplace and door keys again, riding a broomstick to Grimmauld Square, and driving around London several times in order to avoid being followed, I am ashamed to ask Qiu Ye to stay here for a while.

"The Weasleys are old members of the Order of the Phoenix. Hermione's parents are Muggles. It doesn't matter if they come here, but Qiu's parents are wizards after all. We have to do this for safety," Sirius said. , "Fortunately, it's not far from the school, and you will see her soon."

Harry went back to his room and took out the stationery, looking forward to life in the new semester again. He and Qiu hadn't seen each other for almost two months.

At the same time, the girlfriend Harry missed was staring at a small bag of frozen ash snake eggs.

She counted it three times and was sadly sure there were only ten.

Now that she is heavily in debt, she paid in advance all her pocket money before she turned 17 to buy this bag of ash snake eggs, a new crucible, some small medicine bottles, a mortar and other tools.However, in order to make Felicia, she still had a lot of raw materials such as horseradish, squill bulbs, and mothra rats that she did not buy.Not only that, she had to buy several times more ingredients when buying materials, so as to ensure that she still had enough raw materials to continue making Felicia after several failures.

Knowing that the fire ash snake eggs were so expensive, she would burn a magic fire at home and wait for the fire ash snake to crawl out of it.

She shook her head, abandoning this unreliable idea.When the ash snake finishes laying eggs, her house will also burn down, and her father will burn her along with it.

Where can I get money?She was lying on the bed staring at the ceiling in a daze.

Go to the clothing store in Diagon Alley to sell design drawings?God knows that when she drew the robes in her imagination when she was a child, there were two rectangles representing the sleeves and one large rectangle representing the robe.

Go to the potion shop in Diagon Alley to sell ready potions?As far as her level is concerned, there is no shortage of simple potions in the shop, and complex potions... even if she can make them, there is no raw material.

Start a company in the Muggle world?Forget it, she doesn't know anything about these, and starting a company always needs capital.

Go to the Muggle world to sing, dance and act as a star? ...The entertainment industry is too deep, and when she becomes famous and earns money, she can sing for Voldemort's death anniversary ceremony.

Staring blankly at the ceiling, she began to think about which song would be more appropriate to sing on the anniversary of Voldemort's death... How about singing "Today Is a Good Day"?

She imagined herself on the stage, wearing a bright red padded jacket, with a circle of corn ears hanging around her neck, singing emotionally at Voldemort's death anniversary ceremony: "Hey-today is a good day, and everything you think about can come true ..."

During the interval of singing, she actively interacted with the lively audience below: "How are you friends below? How are you friends on the mountain? Everyone sing with me! Get high! Hey -- today is a good day..."

The yangko team behind me happily beat gongs and drums, and maybe a performance team of dragon and lion dance was invited to add to the fun. The British wizards celebrated the third anniversary of Voldemort's death enthusiastically, and danced with the demons off the stage.

When the performance was emotional, she took off the coil of corn ears around her neck and threw them to the audience below one by one.

After singing this song, she excitedly said to the audience: "It is a great honor to come to the death anniversary ceremony of Comrade Voldemort to sing for you today. First of all, I would like to thank my mother, my father, my boyfriend, and finally, I What I want to thank is - Voldemort! Thank you for providing us with such an opportunity to gather together, thank you! Old Voldemort! Today, we gather here to enjoy the joy brought by fate and enjoy this wonderful time; today, We gather here, open your heart, release your passion; we gather here, this place will become an ocean of joy, let the joy resound in the sky!"

The crowd wiped their tears off the stage, admiring the great contributions made by Comrade Voldemort.

A crowd interviewed by the "Daily Prophet" rubbed the corners of his eyes and choked with sobs: "Comrade Fu is really... so great! Without him, today's festival would not exist, and without today's festival, there would be no such momentum Huge celebration! I sincerely thank him, Lao Fu! Thank you for his contribution to us!"

Another passer-by added emotionally: "That's right, it's all Lao Fu's contribution. In the past, my daughter and sons didn't come to see me once a year, and they were very indifferent to me. But after Lao Fu passed away, they Come to see me once a week, give me all kinds of care!"

"Thanks to Lao Fu," an enthusiastic crowd squeezed over, "I used to have high blood pressure, hyperlipidemia and diabetes, and I started to pant when I climbed to the second floor. Since Lao Fu left, my waist is no longer sore, and my legs don't hurt. Yes, I can climb five floors in one breath, hey, no effort!"

She laughed so hard that she rolled off the bed.

She climbed up from under the bed and continued to think.

Or learn to grow potions in your own garden?She seemed to remember that there was a time traveler who made such a fortune.After thinking about the ordinary small garden at home, and the greenhouse carefully tended by Professor Rhys Prout at the school, I still don't dream.

As for the experience of those time travelers who came to work as cooks, sold desserts, and bought handmade products in Chinatown, she couldn't learn from them all.

At this time, she began to hate why magic was so versatile. After all, in the magic world, she couldn't even find a job washing dishes.

Borrow some more money from your parents?They need a lot of money for emergency when they move to find a job...

After thinking about it, she decided to borrow some money from her boyfriend. She remembered that Harry was quite rich.

Sitting at the desk, she began to calculate the number of Galleons needed to purchase materials one by one:

Horseradish - this one is cheap

Scallions - not very expensive

Motra rat——she only needs the sea anemone on its back, but it will be more expensive to buy a pre-processed one. Should I just buy a few mice and process it myself?

Tincture of thyme - can buy several bottles

Bird Snake Eggshells - A bit expensive, how about keeping a few Bird Snakes and waiting for them to lay eggs?forget it.

rue powder - affordable

Although she saved and saved, and calculated and calculated, the final calculated price was still around 50 Galleons.

She flung herself on the bed in annoyance and rolled around again, still took out the parchment and began to borrow money from Harry.When she finds a job after graduation, she will return it to him.

In the next two years at Hogwarts, she will live a poor life, without Honeydukes desserts, and she can ask house elves for help, without new clothes, shoes, and various skin care products and lipsticks... She Refusing to think about it any longer, life with pocket money is a way of life, and life without pocket money can still be good.

Harry's reply arrived quickly, he tied a bag of Galleons to Hedwig's lap, and was escorted by Galois.Cho opened the bag and counted, and found that Harry had given her 10 extra Galleons.In the letter, he asked her if she had encountered any difficulties, and if the money was not enough, he could lend her some more.

She was shaking a bag of Galleons, listening intoxicated to the crisp sound of the gold coins colliding.

Soon these cuties would no longer be hers, they would soon become bottles and bags of strangely shaped and smelly potion ingredients, she thought gloomily.

The author has something to say:

The original version of Qiu's letter:

Even if you are expelled from Hogwarts, I will support you

Use a dedicated eraser to erase the second half of the sentence and continue writing

If you can't find a job, I'll support you

erase again

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I really liked the part about being angry at Malfoy in the middle... When I read the original book, I was very upset. He is an elegant platinum aristocrat. He is just a double-dealer. You have to persevere in this life, right? Bellatrix is ​​more admirable than them