Chapter 307 Where Can He Go?

"Guards? Do we really need guards? Didn't it mean that lately...well, I mean, isn't it a lot safer out there recently?"

Early the next morning, the little wizards were ready to go out under Mrs. Weasley's constant urging.

But obviously, during this period, the children had to be escorted by guards when they went out-if something went wrong, it would not be fun!

"It's very necessary," Sirius said seriously, "McLean thinks so too. He decided on the escort with us last night."

"Could it be that...you are also one of the candidates?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"Yes, McLean agreed to my self-recommendation." Sirius said, and suddenly bent down and turned into a huge black dog.

"I didn't hear McClane agree!" screamed Mrs. Weasley from the sidelines.

"Sirius, I know it's uncomfortable for you to be trapped in the house, but you really can't run out." Lupine also helped stop the eager black dog, "Unless in the future, you want Harry to sneak into Ah Zkaban—because only then will he see you again."

Sirius, who turned into a big black dog, whined a few times in dissatisfaction, and finally had no choice but to walk back into the house.

"I guess he didn't just want to escort you to King's Cross—" Lupine resignedly said, "I know Sirius' audacity, and if you don't stop him, he will follow you on the train! "

"Sirius just wanted to see Harry more," Hermione pursed her lips and said sympathetically, "After all, school will start again, and there will be fewer opportunities for him to meet Harry next time."

Hearing what Hermione said, Ron suddenly sighed: "Oh! Since this semester, we really can't see Maca in school."

Hermione's expression darkened when she heard that.

"Durmstrang?" She watched Fred and George carry their luggage downstairs with a spell, but the focus seemed to be on the air, "We don't even know where Maca's school is... Ugh... this is really bad! It's very bad..."

"If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have given Maca that crucible. It's not cheap to send letters across borders! Now I can't send letters to Maca..." Ron said angrily, clutching his head.

"He seems to like that cauldron, I think that's enough." Fred who passed by them laughed.

However, before the words fell, everyone heard a scream, followed by a chaotic sound of bang bang pounds. This was because Fred was too busy talking to notice that the box he was controlling hit Ginny, sending her rolling down the stairs.

"It might hurt her, you two idiots!"

"Filthy bastards, are you going to demolish the Black mansion?"

Mrs. Weasley screamed hysterically along with Sirius' mother.

It's a chaotic morning, although it's not much quiet here on weekdays...

When everything was cleared up, Mrs. Weasley, complaining that her husband hadn't been able to borrow a vehicle from the Ministry of Magic, walked the children to King's Cross with the other guards.

It took about 20 minutes along the way!

As soon as they entered the station, everyone pretended to be nonchalant and wandered between the ninth and tenth platforms.

After confirming that the surrounding Muggles were not paying attention, they leaned against the wall pillars one by one, and entered platform nine and three quarters.

The Hogwarts Express stopped there, puffing steam, as it had always done. The platform was still full of people, those were students who were saying goodbye to each other, and their respective families.

Seeing such a familiar scene, the children finally felt a lot more relaxed - they had to be escorted by guards along the way, which made them nervous involuntarily.

"Well, remember to take good care of yourself." Lupine said, patted their arms one by one, "Be careful when writing letters,

If there's something in doubt about whether to write it or not, just leave it out—remember? "

"It's good to meet you." Tonks said, hugging Ginny and Hermione. "I'll look forward to our next meeting, I believe it won't be too far away!"

"At least you can see Maca when you go back, maybe he's still hiding in the study!" Hermione said depressedly, "I don't know how to come and see us off..."

At this time, the siren for the departure sounded, and the little wizards on the platform all rushed to the train.

"Hurry up, hurry up!"

Mrs. Weasley hurriedly gave everyone a hug, and hugged Ron twice by mistake.

"If you forget anything, send the letter back, and we will have someone pick it up...Okay, let's get in the car! Hurry up—"

"goodbye--"

As the train started moving, everyone gathered around the window and waved their hands, watching the figures of the Weasleys, Tonks, and Lupine gradually shrink, and soon they could no longer be seen clearly.

"Harry must be getting impatient at school again." Ron said, leaning against the window.

"Anyway, we'll see you soon, so let's surprise him then!" Hermione said casually, "I mean, you were chosen as a prefect."

"Okay," Fred patted Ron on the shoulder. "Don't you guys want to stand here and chat all day? We still have something to do, see you later!"

After speaking, he and George hurriedly disappeared into the crowd in the aisle.

The speed of the train continued to increase, the scenery outside the window quickly reversed, and the sound of the wind whistled faintly in my ears.

"Oh, Ginny, let's find a carriage with you first!" Hermione said, turning her head.

"Aren't you supposed to go to the prefect's compartment?" Ginny smiled and said, "Don't worry about me, I'm already in the fourth grade! Don't always treat me like a little girl like my mother..."

After that, she waved her hand and walked into the aisle.

After experiencing the Basilisk and the Chamber of Secrets in the first year of school, Ginny may seem to have changed little on the surface, but this lovely girl has actually become a lot stronger and more independent.

Of course, at home she will always be the youngest child spoiled by all the family.

After saying goodbye to Hermione and Ron, Ginny walked forward with difficulty in the aisle, looking in every box she passed, but almost all of them were full of people.

All the way to the last car, she met a big boy who looked very awkward. He is Harry and their classmate in the same grade, I remember his name is...

"Longbottom?"

"what?"

Neville's round face was dripping with sweat from tugging on the box while clinging to his never-bearable toad.

"Want to help?" Ginny looked at Neville and said, "It seems that it is difficult for you to deal with toads and boxes at the same time..."

"Oh! It's Ron's sister!" Neville gasped. "I thought... oh, yes... So, can you get Raffle for me?"

"No, no, no," Ginny quickly waved her hands, "I'd rather drag the box for you!"

As she was speaking, she suddenly squeezed past Neville and looked at the box behind him.

"Huh? Isn't there room here! Only Miss Lovegood—"

Neville muttered, as if he didn't really want to go in.

"Don't be like that," Ginny laughed. "Although many people say she's a bit weird, she's McLean's girlfriend! It's okay!"

She pulled the door open, helped Neville push the box in, then turned around and dragged her own box in too.

"Hello, Luna!" Ginny said, "Can we sit here?"

Luna, who was leaning against the window in a daze, turned around and looked at Ginny who was talking to her in a daze.

Her long pale golden hair glowed with a hazy glow in the morning sun, and her silver-gray eyes were misty and ethereal.

Luna's appearance is definitely considered good, although it is definitely not comparable to Beauxbaton's Fleur, but no one can say that she is not beautiful.

However, her demeanor and dress will always be her minus points.

She actually has her wand stuck behind her ear, perhaps for easy access; she wears a "necklace" of Butterbeer corks around her neck, and a stack of The Quibbler on her lap.

She glanced over Ginny, then Neville, and nodded leisurely.

"Thank you." Ginny smiled at her.

"Do you want a copy of "The Quibbler"? Maca said that you are also his friend..." Luna tilted her head slightly, letting her light blonde hair fall from her shoulders.

"Oh—no, no, thank you." Ginny looked at the magazine in her hand, with a strange and suspicious picture printed on the cover.

"That's a pity..."

Luna put the magazine back on her lap, then looked at Neville again.

"I don't know you," she said dazedly.

"I'm in the same grade as McLean, if he's still at Hogwarts..." Neville said, but paused as if realizing something.

However, Luna didn't seem to care much about what he said.

"Where can he go if he's not in Hogwarts?" Luna turned her gaze out of the window again, staring at the clouds in the sky and then went into a daze.

The train continued to travel north, and the originally sunny weather gradually changed.

After a while, sporadic raindrops knocked on the window glass, the clouds became slightly denser, and the sun only showed its face occasionally.

Hermione and Ron also came from the prefect's car, and after that, they chatted casually, and as time passed, it seemed that the whole day was not that long.

Soon, night fell inadvertently.

"It's time for us to change," said Hermione at last.

So, everyone hurriedly opened the suitcase and put on their school robes. Hermione and Ron carefully put the prefect badge on their chests.

Then, the train began to slow down slowly...