The third year passed quickly, and when it was time for the end of the semester, Charles suddenly found out that Harry was hospitalized, and when he went to the school hospital with a bunch of candy, Harry was in a good state of mind, and inexplicably thanked him for the fact that the fake magic stone that could put glitter was very exquisite, which made Charles confused, guessing that he probably used the glitter stone to pit Voldemort.

Harry's first year was over, and his only regrets were probably that he missed the end of the Quidditch tournament due to injury, that Gryffindor lost to Hufflepuff due to a lack of Seekers, and that Maury Lefast, the Hufflepuff salesman for Charles, brought a bunch of good food to visit Harry.

I don't know if he was trying to comfort Harry or thank him for letting Hufflepuff go......

……

The rumbling Hogwarts Wizarding Train headed for London, Charles and Harry in a car with their luggage, Hermione and Ron naturally there, and Penelope and her sisters in the other.

"Hey, Harry, did you buy all the chocolate frogs in the snack cart?" Charles pulled out a box from the small pile of chocolate frogs, tore open the package, grabbed the escaping chocolate and put it in his mouth, and rattled off the chocolate frog's head.

He took out the Chocolate Frog's card, glanced at it, and threw it to Harry: "Nick Lemay, I must say, I already have three." ”

"Actually, I have two too," Harry said with a smile as he took the card, not caring about it, "The chocolate frog is delicious, so I'll buy more." ”

"I'm glad I have a rich friend by my side," Charles joked, "and it seems that I won't have to spend my own money on snacks in the future." ”

Harry smiled and didn't speak, he knew that Charles was joking, the neighbor who grew up with him was like his older brother, and he was as good as everyone dreamed of, smart, strong, handsome, very caring for his younger siblings, and at the same time generous and rich.

Ron next to him opened a pack of Bibi flavored beans, tentatively threw one into his mouth, and patted his chest happily: "Oh! It was strawberry flavored and fantastic. ”

Hermione didn't join the conversation with a sugar quill in her mouth, and Charles, looking at her nimble tongue and small mouth, always thought of something bad, shook his head and threw the confused thoughts out of his mind, and said to Harry, "I can't take you to Ireland this summer, Ron's brothers invited me to the Burrow for a few days." ”

"Oh! Actually, Harry can go too, I'm serious. "My mom is a very hospitable person and will definitely welcome him!" ”

Harry smiled and said, "Thank you, Ron, but I'll go back to Privet Road first." ”

"Take this with you." Charles threw over a black object, and Harry picked it up to see that it was a boxy black stone, with cold tentacles and two familiar symbols carved into it.

"The obsidian amulet, I made it, has the rune script engraved on it." Charles said.

"Is it 'light' and 'fire'?" Hermione asked tentatively, suddenly.

Charles gave her a thumbs up unsurprisingly, "Hermione, if Harry and Ron were to be a third as studious as you, I'd dare say they could both be like Dumbledore." ”

Harry and Ron scratched their heads in embarrassment, and then Harry put the amulet away, and the four of them chatted over snacks, and the journey seemed to reach the end soon amid laughter.

When they arrived at London Station, Charles's parents were already waiting for him at the station, and the Francis couple happily hugged their son and gave Harry a friendly hug.

The Charles family said goodbye to Harry and the others, walked out of the station together, and got into the car driven by Mr. Francis, although he was engaged in a more serious profession, but Francis preferred a sporty MG car, which was more spacious and large enough for four people.

Mr. Francis started his car and headed for Little Whitkin.

……

Peaceful life is always short-lived, and on the tenth day of the summer vacation, Charles was unsurprisingly surprised to find that Harry was locked up, so when Harry saw the window open in the nervous night, he was surprised to find Charles also sitting in a hovering car.

"Get in the car, Harry! Your summer vacation has just begun! Charles laughed and waved his wand to remove Harry's luggage from the house, not even Hedwig's cage.

"Let's go!" Once Harry was seated, he tapped on the wagon, and Fred, who was driving the car, kicked the accelerator, and the old Ford sedan flew into the air with a flash of fire.

Harry looked at the people in the car in amazement, the two brothers Charles, Fred and George, who had enough space for a dozen people in the four-seater car, and he once again realized that he was different as a wizard.

"Charles! Are you with us, too? Harry asked in surprise.

Charles shrugged: "I persuaded my parents to take my grandfather and grandmother on a trip to Athens, and I lied to them that I had a big scholarship at school and booked them a bus ticket and a hotel. ”

"You're amazing," Harry exclaimed, the so-called scholarship was naturally the money Charles earned at school, and the currency of the wizarding world still had a high exchange rate against Muggle currencies.

The car flew through the air, Fred turned on the invisibility function, and a low roar rang out in the night sky of Privet Road, and faded away.

Life in the Burrow was pleasant, and Harry was unsurprisingly welcomed by Ron's family, as was Charles, who had a high opinion of him - after he fixed the flame-burning oven in Weasley's kitchen, he researched it and found that there was something wrong with the magic design that started the fire, so he rewrote the script, and luckily it didn't explode.

As an ancient magical family, the Weasleys actually have a lot of books, but most of them were shelved by the Weasleys, and when Charles learned about it from Arthur and went to the attic to dig it out, he was almost plotted by a Boggart.

This guy turned into a twisted, indescribable strange being, and before Charles could figure out what it was, the poor Boggart exploded into a cloud of smoke, and he had to give up his research and go through the books in the attic to find the only dozen or so books left.

After moving these books back to the room, Charles's main task this summer vacation has become reading books, the stars in his spiritual sea are still transmitting the vitality sent from the distant ontology, although the road of the martial arts world has come to an end, but Huang Yu, who has comprehended the innate way, and the true qi is almost endless, is still tempering the martial arts, waiting for the day when he may need to use it.