Now Brandi can sing boldly with confidence - no tasks, no burdens, and the homework left by the professors has been reduced with amazing momentum by the three of them 'helping each other'. In order not to be ridiculed by Sinista for not being able to recognize which one was bigger, Pluto or the Moon, he copied Ron's astronomy homework almost exactly as it was, at least to ensure that he would get a passing grade.

After that, it's completely free time for yourself.

He could finally laugh at the failed inventions of the Weasley brothers hanging from a tree, simulate a duel in the wilderness with a rubber wand that only made a splash, and even run to the attic with Harry with a plate of dead rats to fight the dark tyrant who was pounding on a water pipe with the holy sword of physics......

In the evening, they would gather together in Ron's bedroom, and together they would pretend to close the doors and windows mysteriously, and excitedly make all sorts of bold guesses around the mysterious parchment scroll...... Only then would they miss Hermione so much, because without her, they would be like they had no brains, and they could only look at the few words they knew and think wildly.

The days passed so much that in the blink of an eye, when Mrs. Weasley announced the schedule for the next day's trip to the station, Brandi and the others realized that Hogwarts was so close to them...... But at the thought of seeing Hermione, the Parvati sisters, and Sorph and Luna again, Brandi was surprised to find that she didn't feel much nostalgia.

I don't know if Sorf will be as excited as she was last year and won't sleep well this night.

That morning was a complete disaster for them, and they got out of bed as soon as the chickens crowed, which was too hard for Brandi, who had been working 9 to 11 for almost a month—until they finished breakfast and stumbled downstairs with their bulky suitcases, his eyes not fully open.

"Get on the train and sleep again, Brandy, it'll be a while before you get to the station." Mrs. Weasley put her arm around his shoulders in concern and shoved him into Ron's cart - she didn't seem to realize how a cart with five people could fit eight people, six large boxes, and three cages.

"Muggles are smarter than we thought," she said. "You can't tell from the outside that it's so spacious, is it?"

"Don't tell her I said the Traceless Stretch Spell in the car." Mr. Weasley looked away from the driver's seat and lowered his voice with a smile. Harry exclaimed, and by the way, pushed Brandi, who kept leaning on his shoulder, to Hedwig's cage on the other side, looking at a big face close to him in confusion, Hedwig's bird face was frightened.

They had to run slowly on the road because Captain Weasley's request for a long-haul flight was mercilessly rejected by Molly's terminal, and Mr. Weasley had apparently forgotten that there would be traffic jams in downtown London during rush hour - when they arrived at the station, there were only fifteen minutes left before the train departed.

"Oh, we've got to hurry." Mrs. Weasley looked nervously at the wall clock, which was very difficult - under the noses of the large group of Muggles, they had to perform a wall-piercing technique in five minutes as if nothing had happened.

Percy walked briskly, followed by Mr. Weasley, followed by Fred and George.

"I'll take Ginny first, and you can catch up." With that, Mrs. Weasley took Ginny's hand and disappeared into the wall in a blink of an eye.

They glanced at each other. Ron and Harry moved at the same time, and they pretended to be relaxed chatting as they slowly approached the wall. Then the cat rose to his waist and gradually quickened his pace, and they galloped. At the same time, Brandy, who was pretending to be a casual whistler, was suddenly surprised to see a little thing in the remote corner of the platform that was out of place with everything in the station—the height of a child of four or five years old, two large bat-like ears, a pair of protruding green eyes the size of a tennis ball, and the monster's body was as thin as a hemp pole, and it wore a crumpled old pillowcase.

This magical creature probably won't be the mascot of King's Cross Station! Which little wizard accidentally left his pet here?

Seeing the little guy staring at the wall of the platform, crying as he watched, and screaming at something, as if he had been abandoned, Brandi couldn't bear to drop it. So he pushed his luggage and moved it, picking it up with one arm. It was lightweight, not much heavier than his Yale's—by the way, Yale should have been on the train by now, and Yale was very cheekily asked to Salph by Brandi because of his visit to the Burrow. Because she seems to be so good at taking care of cats, she has only been here for a month, and Yale has gained three pounds!

"Little one, did your master forget about you?" Brandi struggled to put a kind smile on his face, "Don't look at that wall and look at the porcelain, it's actually okay to pass." Wait a minute, I'll take you in to find your master......"

As a result, to Brandy's stunned, the guy suddenly screamed and said a long list of words in English.

"You can talk!"

"What to do! Dobby, Dobby is discovered by Harry Potter's friends! Its already large eyes protruded even more terrifyingly, and a frightened expression slowly appeared on its face. It's funny, the two guys stared at each other in a panic, and they both forgot what they were supposed to do.

“Duang！” Suddenly there were two loud bangs behind them. Harry and Ron don't know what the hell they're up to, they get bounced back, and the contents of the luggage cart fall to the ground. Many Muggles gathered around them, looking at them curiously.

What's going on? I can't get into the platform! Brandi subconsciously looked at the little thing called Dobby in his hand. He saw a smile in its eyes - "Dobby succeeded, Harry Potter can't go back to Hogwarts!" ”

"What did you say?" He tightened the crook of his arm hard, and quickly took out his wand with his other hand and aimed it at Dobby, and the wand quickly covered it with a layer of blood-red light. But before he could finish speaking, he saw Dobby wink at him......

"Goodbye, Harry Potter friends—"

"All the stones... No! With the sound of a firecracker exploding, silence returned to the corner.

…………

"I think we'd better go back to the car and wait," Harry said, "it's so much of a lot of attention—"

"Harry!" Ron's eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Cars! We could fly to Hogwarts by car, and I remember the Restrictions had a clause that allowed young wizards to use magic in an emergency! ”

Harry went from panic to excitement.

"Good idea, let's go and ...... Brandi too" He looked around, suddenly stunned.

"Huh? What about the Brandi, ......? ”

Brandi fell headlong on the grass, feeling that he only had half a life left, and his luggage was thrown out of the air and fell to the ground with a thud. What does that feel like...... It was probably like being transported from the staff break room to Classroom 13 and squeezing through the tubes, and it was much longer.

After a few seconds, he sat up grinning, clutching the swollen back of his head. He was taken aback, not knowing what Dobby had done, and he was taken to a completely unfamiliar place—it seemed to be a small patch of forest and meadow, and so close to the house that Brandi could faintly see through the bushes on the side a large white house not far away, which looked like the place where a rich family lived.

…… Eh, there's something stuck in that bush?

He looked intently, only to find the culprit behind the strange situation he was in, Dobby shook his head and pulled himself out of the bushes, and when he saw Brandi, it looked even more confused and panicked than he was.

"First, sir? How could it ......" it pointed at him with a look of incredulity on its face. "Dobby, Dobby doesn't mean to bring Harry Potter's friends back, Dobby doesn't!"

In fact, I don't have any intention of coming with you...... Brandi looked at the scattered things on the ground, and he almost cried without tears, and he stood up, intending to go over and talk to Dobby about the possibility of sending him back to the station, or to Hogwarts. But what he didn't expect was that Dobby suddenly did something that surprised him, it suddenly took up its little short legs, and rushed towards the big tree behind Brandi that was thicker than his waist—that posture was about to die!

Where did Brandi dare to move, he hurriedly flew in the direction of Dobby, a standard pounce action, and finally stopped Dobby before he could complete the solo kill.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited. I'm not blaming you......" He slammed Dobby's head to keep it from hitting the ground desperately. "Calm down, I forgive you, can't you!"

Dobby stopped, his big eyes filled with tears. "Harry Potter's friends are as merciful as Harry Potter, I hurt you and you can't get into the station, you actually forgive me!"

"How about calling me Brandi...... Harry Potter's friends also sound too awkward. Huh-what did you just say, you blocked the platform!? Why are you doing this! ”

Dobby's body shook like a sieve.

"It's a conspiracy...... Sir, the most horrible thing is going to happen at Hogwarts this year, and the great Harry Potter can't risk his life, that's-"

At this moment, a faint human voice came from the side of the road, and Dobby suddenly covered his mouth in horror, and then disappeared with a bang. Brandi subconsciously held his breath...... However, after a few seconds, he found that he seemed to be still in place.

Weird? Aren't we going to walk together?

Brandi looked at the wand that had been set aside, thoughtful.

Not knowing if it was a Muggle coming this way, he didn't dare to ask for help, but hid behind the bushes on the side of the road and listened carefully.

It seemed to be the voices of a man and a woman—and one of them sounded very familiar.

Now he can rest assured, although he can't figure out why, but Dobby obviously took himself to the acquaintance's house...... And it should be a wizard. He could have gone up and asked for help and borrowed an owl to send a message to the school. It was a lifesaver!

He stood up excitedly, just about to open his mouth.

A familiar surname sent chills down his spine.

"Severus." The female voice said, "He's in trouble with you." ”

It's Snape?! Merlin...... This straw is too hard to handle! Brandi hurriedly ducked back into the bushes, covered in a cold sweat.

"I can't make any guarantees, Narcissa." Snape's greasy voice came from outside. "With all due respect, your husband has done a great fool this time. The Dark Lord, he ......"

Brandi's pupils shrank suddenly.

The Dark Lord?

He was anxious to hear more, but he didn't know if the next remarks were too sensitive and dangerous, and the two of them whispered—until they separated, he heard no more useful information. But just that one word had already shocked him......

The Dark Lord, the man who would call Voldemort that...... Who are they?

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had more important things to do. He hurriedly picked up his luggage and wand on the ground, and followed briskly in the direction Snape had just left—Snape must be on his way to school at this moment!

"Professor! Professor Snape! ”

No matter what kind of person he is, he must ask him to bring himself.

His face turned pale.

If Brandi hadn't returned, there would have been no way for the Hogwarts opening ceremony to take place.

The Sorting Hat is still in his chest!