What students should do during the summer vacation is to play, sleep in, and sleep in after playing, except for finishing their summer homework on the last day, which teachers never check.

Now all Harry Potter can do has nothing to do with play, as he has been locked up in his room by Uncle Dursley for three days.

In the first month of this summer vacation, there was a not-so-bad start.

Ever since the Dursleys met Bill Weasley and were taken to Hogwarts to watch a Triwizard Tournament, they are now less resistant to the wizarding world.

Thanks to this, Harry's situation at the Dursleys has improved a little, and he finally doesn't have to be scolded at every turn, and he won't be suspicious of the Dursleys every day when he does something.

However, they still did not allow Harry to show his unique abilities in front of his neighbors, and demanded that Harry take care of his owl.

On top of that, Harry, like the Dursleys, had to eat only low-calorie healthy foods every day.

Over the summer, Harry continued to write letters to his friends appealing for humanitarian food aid, but few responded.

Hedwig, who had been sent out by Harry to deliver letters to Ron and Hermione the day after the holiday, was gone.

After waiting for a few days without hearing from Hedwig, Harry sent another transnational telegram to Zhang Xu through the post office.

A week later, Dobby sent Harry a box about the size of a suitcase, which was filled with food boxes that used magic to keep food fresh.

When Harry hid all the food boxes under his bed, he was depressed to find that Zhang Xu hadn't brought him chopsticks.

An attentive Harry noticed that the mailing label of the box of food boxes stated that the box had been sent from a place called "chéngdu", not the same place as it had been sent from hot hot pot last year.

In the days that followed, Harry lived a retired veteran life of reading the newspaper and listening to the news during the day, then wandering around the neighborhood and sleeping in his room at night after supper.

Every day, Harry followed the methods taught to him by Zhang Xu, trying to find clues about Voldemort and his Death Eaters in the newspapers and news.

However, the news reports are full of department store collapses in South Korea, subway bombings in Paris, France, and hot and drought in the southeastern part of the United Kingdom. Harry didn't believe that Voldemort would go to Korea to bring down a five-story department store, blow up the Paris subway, or that Voldemort was responsible for the hot weather. He would rather believe that Voldemort goes by the pseudonym Ralph Fiennes and runs off to make a movie called The English Patient.

However, Harry's retired cadre-like life came to an abrupt end on August 2.

That evening, Harry was outside trying to tease his cousin Dudley when they were attacked by two Dementors.

As Harry was about to pull out his wand, he found that the two spare wands he had given him had been used as chopsticks for supper and placed in his bedroom, and he had no choice but to use his holly wand to chase away the Dementors.

What happened next was completely unexpected.

Mrs. Figg, who lived on Wisteria Road near Dursley's house, was a witch with a strange temper and many cats.

Mrs. Feige was on the way and told Harry that she was originally a Squib and had only become a witch after being treated a few years earlier, but that she had missed the best time to learn spells and that she could only use some simple spells now.

When Harry brought the unconscious Dudley back to Dursley's house, everything went haywire.

The Dursleys, who had just changed their minds about Harry and the wizarding society, were instantly back to their former self, and horror and anger filled their heads.

Then one owl after another brought all sorts of news.

The Ministry of Magic first told him that he had been expelled from Hogwarts, that his wand would be broken, and that he would be interrogated.

Then Mr. Arthur Weasley told him, don't panic, things are still turning around, you are at your aunt and uncle's house, don't move.

Soon after, the Ministry of Magic told him that he was expelled and suspended, and that his wand would remain until he was tried on August 12th.

The last yelling letter was addressed to Aunt Penny, and it contained only one sentence, "Remember my last words, Penny."

Before he could figure out the final shouting letter, Harry was driven back to his room by his uncle.

Back in his room, Harry forced him to think about what had happened during the summer vacation, only to find that the more he thought about it, the more angry and frustrated he became.

He had previously focused on enjoying his current life because of the Dursleys' change of attitude towards him, and many of the details he had not been able to discover in time.

Hedwig had been sent out a month earlier, but it hadn't come back until now, and it was unknown if it had delivered the letter or if it had an accident on the way.

Ron and Hermione didn't reach out to him either, Harry thought that if he didn't contact them for a long time, they would definitely reach out to him, Hermione could call him at her home, and Ron would even step on the colorful clouds...... No, they were picking him up in their flying car.

"These two guys of the opposite sex and inhumanity must have forgotten about me at the Burrow." Harry thought angrily.

When he thought of the Burrow, Harry thought of his girlfriend.

Ron and Hermione could say they were happy if they didn't contact her, but what about Ginny, why didn't she use the owl at home to send her a letter?

Harry decided to get Dobby's help tomorrow and let him take him quietly to the Burrow, where he would ask Ron, Hermione, and Ginny what was going on.

Under a clear, cloudless sky, smoke billowed from the collapsed Burrow.

Walking through the door of the Burrow, I saw the chubby Mrs. Weasley lying in the shadows of the kitchen, half of her body under the kitchen cupboards.

On the grass leading from the back door of the Burrow to the woods, there was a corpse with red hair.

Mr. Weasley fell not far from the back door, and it was evident that he had fought until the last minute to cover the children's escape.

After walking more than twenty meters, Bill lay on his back on the grass, his hand holding his wand three or four meters away from him.

Further on, Charlie, who has no legs, Percy who lies in a huge dirt pit, Fred and George, who can barely fight one person, and the brothers use their lives to buy time for their younger siblings to escape.

As soon as he got into the woods, he saw a charred corpse lying on the ground, and it was recognized as Ron from the half-charred shoes on the corpse's feet.

Not far away in a clearing in the woods, Ginny fell under a tree beside the clearing.

Not far from Ginny, Hermione lay there, her empty eyes reflecting the blue sky, and from the traces of fallen leaves around her, it was clear that she had been tortured in great pain during her lifetime, and the blood that had spilled half of the clearing had turned dark red.

Along the way, Harry, who had fallen down in a hurry to know how many times, knelt beside Hermione and cried to the sky.

A green black marker fluttered above him.