Caroline grabbed him by the neck: "Then it depends on whether today's day is worth the ticket price." ”

"It's enough to choke~" Roger smiled and quarreled with the old lady: "After all, you are here to cheer me on today..."

"Hey... I don't care, at least you'll have to show me around the castle. Caroline dragged her brother out of the conference room in a fit of interest, not even hearing Hermione greet her from behind.

Having mingled with Roger's friends almost every summer, Caroline had long been curious about the mysterious school called Hogwarts, and this time she finally got what she wanted.

The transparent ceiling of the auditorium, the portraits that talk and hang out, the cold and frightening ghosts, the moving staircase full of traps... For Caroline, these are things that she has heard them talk about many times.

Roger led her up the basement floor by floor, and gave instructions on important rooms or locations. For example, Professor Snape's office (where Roger discredited the professor for half a day at his door), the welcoming house-elf in the kitchen, the faculty lounge, the abandoned toilet of the weeping myrtle, the memorial cup showroom (which also included the Special Contribution Award he received in his second year), the forbidden passage for his first year, the statue of the One-Eyed Witch and the secret passage behind it, the super useful strongholds: the Requirement Room, the ugly stone sculpture in front of the Headmaster's office, the Gryffindor Tower and the Gryffindor common room, the owl shack at the top of the West Tower...

It took me a whole morning to walk around the places she had mentioned during these holidays. That's when Roger led her back to the castle for lunch.

At the Gryffindor table, Harry sat with his godfather, apparently reminiscing about his school days.

"Hey, Sirius, long time no see~" Roger climbed Blake's shoulder and sat down: "I heard that you were busy picking up girls this year, I thought you wouldn't come." ”

"Ahem!" Harry coughed violently, "Blake has serious business to do..."

"Ah, I know, I know," Roger nodded with a look of knowing everything, "That was definitely not what Harry asked me to tell you. ”

Blake knew he couldn't get into trouble with Roger, or he might say something again.

He tugged at the corners of his mouth and looked directly at Caroline on the other side, and raised his head: "Sirius Black, Harry's godfather." ”

"Caroline Stoddard, Roger's cousin," Caroline smiled strangely at Blake as she crossed the boy in the middle, "I've heard Roger talk about you, a man in his forties, and an old unlucky man who likes fruit after drinking..."

Blake immediately didn't want to speak... These sisters and brothers are very fond of playing.

After a while, the Weasleys and the rest of the family rushed to the Gryffindor table, and although only Mrs. Weasley and Bill were outside, there were four children who couldn't stand the family going to school here...

"Hey, you two little ones," Mrs. Weasley hugged Roger warmly and kissed Harry on the cheek, "You ran so fast, you didn't even have time to say hello before." ”

Charlie wanted to come, but couldn't leave. Bill smiled and shook hands with Roger and Harry, who had known each other during the summer holidays: "He said that the battle between you and the dragon was so exciting, and it was incredible. ”

Roger introduces Caroline to the Weasleys, and the twins are visibly interested.

"Don't eat anything that the brothers handed over," Roger unceremoniously reminded the old lady in person: "These two bad bags have been worried recently because they can't find test subjects..."

"Is the Ministry busy? Mr. Weasley and Percy didn't come either. Harry asked after laughing enough.

"My father is so busy right now that he doesn't have time to come home... Percy hasn't been doing well lately. Bill said.

"He's been troubled lately," Mrs. Weasley said, looking around and lowering her voice, "since you found Crouch, it's okay to talk to you..."

The ministry did not want to publicize Mr. Crouch's death, but they pulled Percy and questioned him about the instructions from Mr. Crouch. They seem to think that these instructions may not have been written by Crouch. Percy was under a lot of pressure. They didn't let him replace Mr. Crouch as the fifth referee, but Cornelius Fudge. ”

"So Mr. Crouch was really killed?" Harry asked in the same small voice, "How is it that the Ministry of Magic has not moved at all?"

"You also know the current situation in the Ministry of Magic, first the Ministry was attacked, and then the World Cup was marked by the Dark Magic..."Blake analyzed the current situation for Harry:

"Neither of these major events have yet to be settled, the prestige of the Ministry of Magic is about to drop to freezing, and now there is another Crouch matter... If the news of the killing of a high-ranking Ministry official gets the word out again, Cornelius could basically step down immediately..."

After a hurried lunch, before Hermione and Neville could return, Roger was dragged outside the castle by Caroline. He obediently took his sister to see Beauxbatons' carriage and Durmstran's ship.

Caroline was quite interested in the beating willow on the edge of the Forbidden Forest: "Do you think we can survive this tree by breaking off a branch and taking it home and planting it in the yard?"

"I don't know," Roger controlled a small pebble and crashed into the knotted scar under the beating willow, and froze the big tree with a strong sense of territory like mania, "But what is certain is that if we survive, our family will definitely be invited to tea by the Ministry of Magic... It's too ostentatious, you have to plant it in a pot first..."

As he spoke, the man handed the willow branch he had just pulled down to Caroline: "Hide it, if any professor sees it, it will be confiscated..."

After an afternoon, head back to the auditorium for dinner. Ludo Bagman and Cornelius Fudge sat at the faculty desk. Bagman looked quite happy, but the minister was not as optimistic as he was, and his face was stiff and he did not say a word.

Dinner was more hearty than usual, and Roger ate a lot to make up for what he had eaten at noon.

During the conversation, he found that Neville's grandmother was not as serious and impersonal as she seemed, but was generally a kind old lady and had a noble demeanor, just a little more demanding of her grandson...

She even invited them to her home... Of course, it's likely that Neville didn't describe the destructive power of Roger's thing to his grandmother at all...