The holiday time is still passing quickly, and the time for school to start is coming in a blink of an eye.

On the last night before school starts, Mrs. Weasley uses her kitchen magic to conjure up a sumptuous dinner of Rolf's favorite food.

The last dessert is a honey pudding that makes people drool when they see it.

Although Mrs. Weasley's food is delicious, each serving is massive, and Molly will always keep an eye on you, so you have to eat more until you can't eat enough.

Sure enough, there's a hunger called 'Your mom thinks you're hungry'......

Fred and George pulled out the painstaking fireworks they had purchased in Diagon Alley, and the whole fireworks display rounded out the evening, with the kitchen and dining room covered in red and blue stars.

Like a group of elves, they happily bounced between the ceiling and the walls for at least half an hour before the curtain closed.

After a pleasant dinner, everyone drank a cup of hot chocolate and was urged to go to bed by Mrs. Weasley.

It took a long time to leave the next morning, and although the chickens got up as soon as they crowed, it still seemed that there was a lot to do.

Mrs. Weasley rushed around looking for spare socks and quilts for Ginny, but the lack of them made her very upset.

Of course, Mrs. Weasley wasn't the only one scurrying around, they were constantly bumping into each other on the stairs, half-dressed, and a little bread in their hands.

Mr. Weasley, carrying Ginny's suitcase to the cart, tripped over a chicken in the yard and nearly broke his neck.

Harry watched in amazement as Mr. Weasley stuffed the nine men, six large boxes, three owls, and a mouse into a small Ford Anglia.

Is this a magic car? A car that has been cast with a Traceless Stretching Charm?

None of these problems were a big deal for Mr. Weasley, and there was nothing that a Traceless Stretching Charm couldn't solve.

"Don't tell Molly. He opened the trunk and showed Harry how it had magically enlarged enough to fit the trunks.

When they were all finally in the car, Mrs. Weasley glanced to the back row, where Rolf, Harry, Ron, Fred, George, and Percy sat comfortably side by side.

She and Ginny sat at the front, and that seat was also lengthened to resemble a park bench.

"Muggles are smarter than we think," she said, "and you can't see from the outside that there's such a lot of space in the car, can you?"

Mr. Weasley didn't mean to talk, and silently started the engine, and the car drove out of the yard.

Harry looked back at the house one last time, and before he could think of when he would see it again, they returned: George had forgotten his painstaking efforts to pull out the fireworks.

Five minutes later, the car stopped in the yard again so that Fred could run back to get his broomstick.

Mr. Weasley glanced at his watch, then at his wife. "Molly, dear!" Mr. Weasley actually smiled flatteringly.

"No, Arthur!" But Mrs. Weasley was unfazed and stuck to her bottom line, she didn't want to add another fine to the family's expenses because of her husband's nonsense.

"I promise no one will see it! There's a little button here, an invisible booster that I've installed, and it's going to send us to the sky.

Then we fly above the clouds, and in ten minutes we will be there, and no one will know. Mr. Weasley continued to struggle.

"I said no, Arthur, are you blind in broad daylight?"

Harry listened to the conversation between the two bigwigs in surprise, this car that looked ordinary on the outside, could still fly into the sky?

At last they arrived at King's Cross Station at eleven o'clock, and Mr. Weasley hurried across the street to find the cart that had come to run the luggage, and everyone hurried into the station with their luggage in tow.

They saw Malfoy standing in front of the wall in front of the platform Nine and Three-Quarters, anxiously waiting for them.

"Why are you here?" asked Ron with an unkind expression.

"Rolf told me to wait for you here!" Malfoy looked up very haughtily, indicating that I was not waiting for you.

That's right, Rolf thought that if Malfoy was with them, I wonder if Dobby would dare to stop his little master outside the station?

"Percy the first. Mrs. Weasley didn't care so much, because time was running out for them, and she looked nervously at the wall clock, which they had to pretend to be careless through the wall in five minutes.

Percy walked briskly and disappeared into the wall, followed by Mr. Weasley, followed by Fred and George. "I'll take Ginny with me, and you guys will follow!"

Mrs. Weasley turned to Rolf and the others, then quickly grabbed Ginny's hand and walked forward, and disappeared in an instant.

Rolf thought he would be able to get to the station early if he got up so early, but the forgetfulness of the Weasley redhead really surprised him.

Rolf's previous habit was to pack up his belongings the night before he was about to go, and then when the time came, he could pack his bags and leave.

"Let's go through it together, it's only a minute. Ron looked at his friends and asked for their opinions.

Harry looked to see if Hedwig's cage was firmly in top of the box, then nodded and turned the little luggage cart around, ready to charge against the partition wall.

A few of them straightened up and pushed the cart firmly towards the partition wall, gradually increasing their pace.

A few feet from the wall, they ran, and as Rolf had thought, the four of them managed to get through the wall.

"Thankfully, it's still too late, you guys get on the bus and get your seats, they're all on their way. Mrs. Weasley breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the others come in.

With Mr. Weasley's help, the few of them finally got through the door before the Hogwarts Express started.

Under Malfoy's guidance, they found Hermione's car, and it seemed that Malfoy had already put his luggage away before going out to wait for them.

When Hermione saw them come in, she happily took out the owl notebook and said in a cheerful tone, "Did you buy the owl notebook?"

Quick, let's make a magic mark on each other, and we can communicate! It's even better than the Internet!"

Ron took out the copy that Rolf had given him yesterday, and as a thank you to the Weasleys for their hospitality, he was very generous in making one for each of the Weasleys.

"Try it!" Malfoy said as he wrote in his notebook, looking at Rolf expectantly.

Rolf only felt that the parchment on which Malfoy's magic mark had been kept shook for a moment, and the words "Try it!" appeared on it.

Look at Malfoy's name: a noble dragon......