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When they returned to London in the dark, the street lamps were dimly glowing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info There was silence all around, but in an instant it was out of the noisy environment, and the eardrums seemed to be a little uncomfortable with the quiet environment.

"The World Cup is over?" Xue asked in a daze on Wang Yong's back.

"Well, it's over, we're back."

Only then did she get off Wang Yong's back, and she held Wang Yong's arm tightly, squinting her eyes: "Hurry up and go to sleep." ”

Seeing that Amelia and Susan also apparitioned back, Wang Yong took Xue back.

He looked at the long night sky and couldn't help but think, "The days of peace in the wizarding world have passed, and the days of turmoil have come. ”

Of course, the truth is more cruel than Wang Yong imagined.

Early the next morning, when Wang Yong slowly got up to fry eggs, Xue wore a Lolita dress, yawned, and walked downstairs.

Susan burst into a hurry, clutching a copy of the Daily Prophet.

"What's the matter?" Wang Yong asked as he fried eggs.

"There was a massacre in the Quidditch World Cup camp after we left yesterday, and some people conjured up the Dark Mark!"

"Oh?" Wang Yong was a little curious now, it was really not easy to have someone dead.

He fried eggs, with sausages, bread, milk: "Snow, hurry up and wash up for breakfast." Have you eaten? Susan? ”

"Okay." Snow should fall.

"I said you brothers and sisters weren't moved at all by such a big event?" Susan sat down in her chair and handed the newspaper over.

Wang Yong glanced at the title - "The Black Magic Mark Reappears!" Death Eater massacre! "Didn't we all come back safely?" Afraid of what. ”

Susan then quieted down, yes, we're all back safely.

Then she felt an appetite, picked up the omelette on her plate, and began to eat it.

This time, the Death Eaters not only held a large-scale rally in the camp, but also had a murder case, and in fact, only eight or nine people died, and it became a massacre, which is really ......

However, there are not many people in the wizarding world, and people like them who have lived in peacetime for so long must be very unfamiliar with these events, and it is normal for so many people to die at once, and it is normal for them to be psychologically unacceptable, not to mention the help of prisoners released from Azkaban.

"Aunt Bones has been to the Ministry of Magic early in the morning, and there must be a lot of work to do, this is the biggest wizard death since the mysterious man disappeared." Susan said as she ate an omelette.

"Hmm." Wang Yong leaned back in his chair and answered.

The wizarding world has entered a turbulent period, so you should also pay attention to the safety of those people around you who care, but with Xiao Yi's attention, there should be no problem, right?

"That's up to you." Xiao Yi replied.

……

As they walked through the seemingly solid wall separating platforms 9 and 10, they saw the familiar crimson steam train of Hogwarts.

"Snow, Susan!" They heard a voice shouting.

It turned out to be Ginny, who was still waiting for them under the train with a large suitcase, and everyone else who thought to have come to the Weasley family had already boarded the train.

"Yong." She waved her hand, and her face involuntarily turned red again.

Wang Yong stepped forward, picked up her big suitcase, and went up to find the empty carriage together, their luggage was in Wang Yong's space.

"Mom and Dad, Bill, and Charlie are secretly discussing something this summer, saying that something big is going to happen at Hogwarts, but they don't reveal it to us, they hate it to death!" Ginny complained that by this time they had found a carriage that was just big enough for the four of them.

"Well, Aunt Bones is also mysterious and refuses to say."

At this time, the train had already started, leaving London, and began to enter the wilderness, and it began to crackle and rain outside the window, and it was another embarrassing school day, Wang Yong thought.

"What do you think it is? Harmonious. Susan turned her head and asked Wang Yong, who was in a daze at the heavy rain outside the window.

"Well, I guess it's probably a big event, and Dumbledore will tell us when we get to school."

"yes, there's no rush right now."

So the girls start talking about pets, Ginny says she wants a fluff, and Susan thinks it's nice to have a kitten.

The kitten named Xiao Yong was quietly fiddling with her tail on Xue's lap at this time.

When it was dark, they finally arrived at Hogwarts, where a hundred Thestrals' carriages were waiting for them outside the station. Wang Yong, Susan, Xue and Ginny hurriedly climbed into one of them, and then they felt relieved.

The door slammed shut, and a moment later, with a violent jolt, the long motorcade set off along the path to Hogwarts Castle, crackling and splashing along the way.

The carriage passed through a gate flanked by winged boar sculptures and drove down a wide driveway, shaking violently due to the strong winds.

Hogwarts was getting closer, and many of the brightly lit windows shimmered dimly behind the thick curtain of rain. Their carriage came to a halt at the foot of the stone steps in front of the two oak gates, and just then a bolt of lightning pierced the sky, and the people in the carriage in front of them had hurried up the stone steps and ran into the castle.

The four of them jumped out of the carriage and ran up the stone steps in three steps and two steps, until they entered the deep foyer, which was like a cave, and they raised their heads. Torches are lit in the foyer, and the marble staircase is magnificent.

In front of them is Ron.

A large red balloon filled with water falls from the ceiling and explodes above Ron's head. Ron was drenched, mumbled in his mouth, stumbled and fell onto Harry next to him.

Just then, a second water bomb fell, almost hitting Hermione, exploding at Harry's feet.

The people around them screamed and pushed each other, all trying to get out of this place as soon as possible.

Wang Yong looked up and saw that twenty feet above their heads, the prank-trickster Peeves floated. He was short and wore a hat with a bell and an orange bow tie. He aimed at his target again, the muscles of his mischievous broad, wide face tense.

"Peeves!" An angry voice shouted, "Peeves, get me down!" ”

Professor McGonagall, Vice-Chancellor and Head of Gryffindor House, rushed out of the auditorium. The ground was so wet that she slipped under her feet, grabbing Hermione's neck so she didn't fall.

"Ugh-I'm sorry, Miss Granger-"

"It's okay, Professor!" Hermione gasped, rubbing her throat.

"Peeves, you come down for me now!" Professor McGonagall yelled, her peaked top hat on her head and glaring through her square-rimmed glasses.

"I didn't do anything!" Peeves giggled, and threw another water bomb at the fifth-graders, who screamed and rushed into the auditorium, "They're already wet anyway, right?" Hey, little furry boy! Eat me a shot! He picked up another water bomb and aimed it at a group of second-graders who had just entered.

Wang Yong smiled, and a silver-white spell struck Peeves, who turned into a frozen sculpture and fell with a bang, falling down the steps and gurgling.

"A Freezing Spell, Professor." Wang Yong shrugged at McGonagall.