Whatever happened yesterday, it was just yesterday, that's all.

The Christmas holidays were still relatively abundant, so Neville soon fell into a state of idleness, not that he didn't do anything at home, but that the little things were dull to him.

Neville found himself getting more and more distracted at home, for example, when he was peeling potatoes at the moment, and after a slight distraction, only half of the potatoes in his hands were left, and the other half was crumbled along with the potato skins.

"Neville, are the potatoes peeled?"

Sighing at the half of the potato in his hand, Neville picked up the peeled potato and walked into the kitchen.

Aunt Anne was preparing lunch, and the prepared ingredients were arranged on the table waiting for her to cook. Neville noticed that Aunt Anne was making noodles, and that she had eggs, sardines, chopped coriander, smoked bacon, and other ingredients at hand, and he thought of Aunt Anne's favorite dish.

Look up to the stars!

Neville's eyes vaguely appeared as a number of sardines dipped in the pie, their heads upward, their eyes staring at the ceiling.

Truth be told, the first time he saw it, Neville was so shocked that he almost threw the dish away.

As for things in the kitchen, Neville is really confused except for doing chores such as washing dishes and peeling potatoes, so he can't help with the rest.

Back in the living room, on the coffee table was today's Daily Prophet and a few letters. I picked up the letter and looked at the payment, it was all sent by Harry and Hermione, and the wizard's house did not have a telephone, so he could only use this primitive way to transmit information.

Waiting for letters from friends and replying to them is one of the few pastimes on Neville's holiday season.

Holding the letter, Neville wandered again, and by the time he came to his senses, twenty minutes had passed. Neville's grandmother came to the living room at some point, and sat across from Neville, unfolded newspaper in her hand.

When Neville looked up, his grandmother also shifted her gaze from the newspaper to her grandson, her expression a little stern, but not aimed at Neville, but she had always had that expression. Looking at his grandmother, Neville remembered Professor McGonagall, who had also kept a straight face.

"You're wandering again, didn't you go to bed on time last night?"

"Nope. Neville shook his head, "I fell asleep before ten o'clock. ”

Neville doesn't lie, so Mrs. Longbottom's eyebrows furrowed, Neville has been wandering a bit more lately, and most of the time he looks absent-minded, as if his soul is not here at all.

"Is there something troubled?" asked Mrs. Longbottom.

"Well, I just feel like I've been too idle lately, I have nothing to do, and I feel like it's empty. Neville gestured to his chest, his eyebrows furrowed as well, confused, "It's never been like this before." ”

As a family squat, Neville's previous years of life were no different from this time, but at that time he didn't feel the way he feels now.

Hearing this, Mrs. Longbottom seemed to understand something, and her expression soothed a little.

"It's normal. "Because you're used to life at school, and suddenly you're idle like you are now, and you don't have anything to do, and you naturally feel empty." ”

"Oh. ”

Neville nodded, but though he knew what was going on, he didn't seem to be able to do anything about the situation.

That's when Mrs. Longbottom's help was needed, and she only asked Neville a few questions.

"Have you done all your homework?"

“...... Not yet. ”

"How's the Transfiguration going?"

“...... Not very good. ”

"Did you bring all the books back?"

“...... Brought back. ”

Neville's face flushed after a few questions, and he got up and trotted back to his room, opened his suitcase, took out all his homework and books, and placed them on his desk.

Mrs. Longbottom shook her head at Neville's reaction, she knew Neville would do it, so she tried to induce Neville. It's just that she feels that some problems need to be solved, because it is impossible for Neville to squat at home and read books during all the holidays in the future, and she needs to find something else for Neville to do.

Looking at the open envelopes on the table, Mrs. Longbottom felt that it was time for her to write to her old classmates.

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Maybe it seems boring to others, but Neville really just honestly reads a holiday book at home and completes his homework smoothly.

And by this time, the holiday is also coming to an end.

While exchanging holiday life on the train, Hermione was speechless anyway, and at the same time deeply sympathetic to Neville.

"Then you continue to read at home during the summer vacation?"

Neville was a little confused about Hermione's question, he hadn't thought about it that much, it seemed like it was still early for summer vacation or something. But then again, if it's really summer vacation, is it better to squat at home and read books for a few months?

"Well, I don't know, but grandma said she'll find me something to do. ”

"What's the matter?"

This grandma didn't say anything. Neville replied honestly, "I'll do whatever Grandma tells me to do." ”

That being said, Neville does have some expectations for the future summer vacation, what will grandma arrange for him to do?

Mrs. Longbottom, who had been writing letters during the holidays, finally had a catch, and two letters were displayed in front of her, one from the village of Ottrey-St. Cachepol in Devon, a wizard's colony, and the other from 233 Baker Street, London, signed to Lyle......

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Back at Hogwarts, Neville heard from Ron about a lot of things Harry had done during the holidays, and the lives of those who stayed at Hogwarts were much richer than he was.

Break into the library** area at night, threaten Snape of Quirrell, and the Mirror of Eris......

"Seriously, Neville, you should stay in school too, it's a lot more fun than if you were squatting at home and not going out. ”

After showing Neville and Hermione about his vacation experience, Ron said to Neville.

"Oh. Neville nodded, then asked, "Are you all done with your homework?" There's Potions class tomorrow, and Snape will definitely take it." ”

Hermione: "It was done in the first week. ”

Ron: "......"

Harry: "......"

Ron Harry: "Hermione, we need your help......"

Neville suddenly felt that squatting at home and reading his homework seemed quite good, at least he didn't have to work overtime in the common room to make up for his homework the night before school started.

God knows how much Harry and Ron promised in exchange for Hermione's help, but as long as they can be spared a few words from Snape, it will be worth it.

It wasn't without good news, at least now they finally knew what Nicol Lemay did, and what the three-headed dog had hidden by Dumbledore was.

Philosopher's Stone!