When Louis changed his clothes and walked downstairs, he found that everyone was already eating breakfast downstairs.

Louis sat down next to Harry, picked up a piece of cheese, and asked strangely, "Why is breakfast like this today?"

Normally, breakfast in the wizarding world is still very rich, it is hard to imagine that there is only bread and milk today, and he does not know that wizards love milk.

"It is said that it was because he had to pass through London to visit Mr. Weasley, and in order to conform to the Muggle way, he made a special breakfast that Muggles often eat. Harry explained as he sipped his milk.

"Is there any necessary connection here?" asked Louis, puzzled.

It's normal to have to wear Muggle clothes to pass through the Muggle world, but it's very incomprehensible that even breakfast should be the same.

"Who knows. Harry shrugged. For him, a full breakfast was already excellent. In the past, when he was in the Dursleys, let alone full, sometimes he didn't even eat.

"Hurry up, kids, we'll be on our way in a while. Mrs. Weasley stepped out of the kitchen.

"Good morning, Mrs. Weasley. Louis greeted.

"Oh, Louis!" Mrs. Weasley excitedly walked up to Louis and gave him a heavy hug. "Thank you so much, Louis!" Mrs. Weasley hugged him so excitedly that he almost didn't catch his breath.

By the time Mrs. Weasley let go of her embrace, Louis felt like Venus was bubbling in front of him.

"You're so kind, Mrs. Weasley. Luis Ninja said with a slightly dizzy head.

Merlin's beard........ He was almost killed by Mrs. Weasley's arms!

"If you don't have someone to save Arthur in time........ I can't imagine it......." Mrs. Weasley said, her eyes flushed.

"You should thank Harry, he informed us so that we could rescue Mr. Weasley, otherwise we would not have known that Mr. Weasley had been attacked. Louis hurriedly threw the honor on Harry.

He still has a lot of time to enjoy, and he doesn't want to fold here for no reason. Even if it has to be sacrificed....... At least you have to be brave and righteous, and die in the arms of your own people and kill ....... Louis bets all of Galleon that he will be the laughing stock of all wizards.

Whenever a young wizard entered the school, the teachers would tell them, "Look, that row of medals is the Medal of Honor of the wizards who died fighting Voldemort............ What? That medal called Louis Pendragon is different from anything else? Oh........ Because he was killed by his teammates in his arms............"

Harry saw that Louis gave him the credit, and hurriedly explained, "It's mainly Louis's credit, he sent someone to save Mr. Weasley." ”

If only Harry was modest, but there was a faint horror in his eyes, as if he was a little scared.

Louis immediately understood that it seemed that Harry had also experienced the murder of a man in Mrs. Weasley's arms.........

Just as Louis was about to say something, Hermione walked over with the little maid. Unlike usual, though, Hermione's face was slightly red, as if she had drunk a lot of alcohol at the prom last year.

"Linda, how are things going on the road?" asked Louis.

"It's already arranged, young master. The little maid replied.

Louis nodded, he knew what people from the wizarding world would do when they went to the Muggles.

After everyone had finished breakfast, they checked their outfits to make sure the Muggles didn't see anything. Of course, Louis wouldn't have said anything about Ron's clothes being worn backwards, after all, this is at the forefront of fashion, isn't it?

When they walked to the side of the road and saw the transportation they were about to take, they all looked at Louis dumbfounded.

"What's wrong?" asked Louis curiously.

"Did you prepare these cars?" asked Harry, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

I saw a row of black cars lined up in front of me, and people who didn't know thought there was something important.

"yes, do we want to squeeze the subway?" asked Louis curiously. In Louis's opinion, since you can enjoy it, of course you have to enjoy it, isn't it?

"Okay....." Harry muttered under his breath.

Although he didn't know much about cars, he didn't think that Louis's car would be inferior to his uncle's. You know, Uncle Harry's car is the equivalent of his second child, but it can be said that he is loved in every way.

When the car stopped, Louis was the first to step out of the car, and was greeted by an old shopping mall with some electrical appliances and dolls randomly placed in the windows of the shopping mall. Although this is a bustling shopping street, almost no one who passes by stays here, and it seems that they don't wonder why the business of such a well-placed mall is so poor.

After everyone got out of the car, Louis walked over to the old doll and knocked lightly on the window: "We're here to visit Mr. Weasley." ”

The old stuffed bear nodded, and motioned for them to enter.

"I went in first. Louis said, turning his head, and walked over to the windowpane.

Unlike the wall of the Nine and a Third Station, there is a cool and comfortable feeling when you enter St. Mungo's Hospital, like drinking a magic potion, but the difference is only for a moment.

When Louis entered St. Mungo's Hospital, a group of wizards in green robes walked up and down the hallways, some holding quills and writing down something to the patients.

Harry was a little overwhelmed by the scene in front of him, although he had been to a Muggle hospital, it was the first time he had entered a wizard's hospital.

"Louis, are the doctors with the skull and wand badges?" Harry asked in a whisper as he walked over to Louis's side, as if he was afraid of being discovered.

"Doctor?" Louis said, nodding, "yes, they are the equivalent of the Muggle world's doctors, but here they are called "healers." ”

As Louis and Harry explained the healers, Mrs. Weasley shouted at them, "Here, the children are here." ”

Hearing Mrs. Weasley's shouts, Louis stopped the healer's introduction and walked towards Mrs. Weasley with Harry.