The atmosphere in the cubicle suddenly became extremely quiet, and it was not until it was getting dark, when Crabbe held a pile of snacks on the table that this quiet atmosphere was broken. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Let's have a bite to eat...... It's a big day, and my stomach must have been hungry for a long time. ”

Harry nodded at the two of them, and gave his first smile in front of them, much to the flattery of Hermione and Ron.

Draco looked thoughtful, made eye contact with Harry, instantly understood what Harry meant, and began to take the initiative to speak, making Hermione and the two slightly uncomfortable, and at the same time bringing the two of them closer without them noticing.

Throwing a 'Bibi Bean' into his mouth, Ron rubbed his nose, and Hermione reminded him of the dust on it.

"I don't know which house I'm going to be sorted into?I hope it's not Slytherin, my dad said that during the period when Mystics brought darkness to England, many of the wizards born in Slytherin became henchmen of Mysteries. ”

Draco finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and when he saw the eyes of Ron and Hermione, he laughed and said.

"I really didn't expect the warlocks from the outside world to be so cowardly, Voldemort's waste has been missing for ten years, and there are still people who dare not mention his name......"

Looking at Ron, whose face was flushed, Draco patted him on the shoulder, his comforting words revealing a visceral confidence.

"I'm not targeting you, Ron, I'm just talking about the fact, it's not more than ten years ago, I can say that, even if Voldemort suddenly declares that he is not dead now, he is back, but in front of the bone clock tower now, he is just a worm who can be crushed to death at will!"

"I don't even need Lord Romon to take action, I'm afraid that any of the three existing third-level wizard apprentices in the Bone Clock Tower Academy can easily deal with Voldemort. So, Ron, don't be afraid at all when you boldly say Voldemort's name in the future......"

After a few pouts, Ron still didn't say the name 'Voldemort', which made Hermione, who was sitting opposite Ron, shake her head.

Glancing at Harry, who hadn't spoken for a long time, Hermione suddenly asked, "Harry, which house do you want to go to?" I read in the book that there are four houses in Hogwarts......

"If possible, I would choose Ravenclaw, but there is no way, my father told me that I would go to Gryffindor, supposedly at Dumbledore's request, which made me curious about what Dumbledore's conversation with my father was about......"

Harry was also a little speechless, although he knew that he still had a layer of protection when he went to Hogwarts, but this behavior that seemed to use him as a bargaining chip still made him feel very uncomfortable.

"Change into your wizarding robes, you're about to arrive at Hogwarts, don't mess around when you get off the bus, listen to the shouts and find where you should stand!"

A few older wizards walked through the carriages, raising their voices to wake up the already tired young wizards, and Hermione hurriedly took out the wizarding robes she had put up and put them directly over her clothes.

When she put on her wizarding robes, she realized that Harry was not wearing wizarding robes like Ron and Lucius, but instead took out a piece of paper and hurriedly wrote something.

However, noticing Hermione's puzzled look, Harry hurriedly stammered, and without explaining anything, he directly took out his wizarding robe and began to change.

Hogwarts was about to reach its final destination, and as they got off the bus, Draco and the others were listening for news about the first-year students, while Harry pulled a whistle out of his pocket.

Crafted entirely in red copper, the whistle is engraved with a four-winged bat, and at the very top of each of the four wings, a sesame-sized ruby blooms red.

Beep!

The sudden whistle drew all eyes to Harry, but Harry ignored them and cast his gaze into the night sky.

In less than a minute, Harry felt a whistling in his ears and turned his head to see a palm-sized, blood-red four-winged bat flying in the air beside him.

Gently touching the Blood Bat's head, Harry took out the letter he had written on the train and handed it to the Blood Bat, his tone serious.

"Give this letter to my father!"

The blood bat nodded very humanely, and held the letter with his mouth, a smoke emitting a bloody smell surrounded the letter, and in the next second, the figure of the blood bat had disappeared.

It was only then that Hagrid, who had been late, yelled at the first-year Hogwarts freshmen, and Harry and Draco looked at each other and walked towards Hagrid, who was huge in size.

......

In the Bone Bell Tower, Romon who was enjoying dinner temporarily put down the utensils, and just stretched out his right hand, the blood bat that suddenly appeared had placed the letter accurately in Romong's hand, and Rosemerta, who was accompanying him to eat, showed a puzzled expression.

Opening the letter, Romon frowned as he watched Harry's report to him.

"Hermione Granger, Ron Weasley, plus Harry and Draco, who have already found out the fourth-level soul qualifications, if you add the memories of [Harry Potter] in your mind, this kind of thing can't be described as a simple coincidence......"

"Go tell Lucius to come to me!"

Without looking back, Romon re-cut the food on the plate and commanded lightly.

After finishing dinner at a speed of two percent faster than usual, Romon picked up his red wine glass, signaled to Rosemerta, who was ripe like a peach, drank it in one gulp, got up and left the table, leaving Rosemerta to shake her head helplessly.

"Lord Romon!" Lucius maintained his respect as always, the longer he stayed by Romon's side, the more he understood the horror of the person in front of him, even if Romon's appearance suddenly aged a lot some time ago, but that unique temperament still intimidated these subordinates with their own thoughts.

"How's it going?"

Romon with his back to Lucius suddenly asked, although he didn't say it explicitly, Lucius still knew what Romon was talking about.

"Lord Romon, the investigation into Dumbledore is almost complete. ”

"Dumbledore's identity naturally needs no introduction, I found out that in the past, there were three people who had close friends with Dumbledore, and as for his brother, I excluded him. ”

Glancing at Lucius, Romon nodded noncommittally and spit out a word neatly.

Say. ”

"Old Ollivander, Grindelwald, and Nicol Lemay!"

Lucius was not asked why he had identified these three goals, and for nearly a decade, the man with long pale blonde hair had proven his abilities.