Harry had been in a state of fear for the rest of the holidays, not just him, but everyone else.

The next day's Daily Prophet published what Diagon Alley looked like now, and the tragic scene was simply heart-wrenching, especially the series of death lists, which was simply chilling.

Mrs. Weasley forbade Harry and the others to go outside, not even to let the wind out in the garden for a while. If it weren't for Mr. Weasley, who had to go to work, I'm afraid she would have been confined to her home.

After all, no one knows where the mad Voldemort and his followers will attack next.

In this tense atmosphere, Harry finally survived the New Year and was able to return to Hogwarts.

This time, instead of sending a car, the Ministry of Magic temporarily connected the Burrow and Hogwarts Floo network so that students could get back to school safely and quickly.

Harry, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny lined up by the fireplace by the kitchen, and only Mrs. Weasley saw them off, while everyone else went to work.

Mrs. Weasley couldn't help but cry, as she had done every now and then since Percy was chased away by the twins and Ron and Ginny on Christmas Day. And it is clear that the parting atmosphere at this moment has crushed the tears that Mrs. Weasley has fallen to the bottom.

"Don't cry, Mommy......" Ginny said, hugging Mrs. Weasley and patting her on the back, "it's okay......"

"It's just, don't worry about us." Ron said, this time he didn't dodge Mrs. Weasley's kiss.

"We'll be safe, don't worry." Hermione's tone was simple, with an unmistakable look on her face, but it all worked out under Mrs. Weasley's tight embrace.

Eventually, Mrs. Weasley put her arms around Harry, unable to stop crying.

"Promise me to take care of myself and don't get into trouble......"

"I like quiet life, you know, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said in all seriousness, successfully amusing Mrs. Weasley.

She stepped back and finally admonished, "...... well," and then watched as Harry and the others disappeared into the fireplace one by one.

The familiar feeling of vertigo struck, but Harry didn't feel the slightest discomfort, he was used to it, and he stopped steadily in Professor McGonagall's fireplace.

This must have happened many times today, and just in front of Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Ginny were standing, and Professor McGonagall was unmoved, not even looking up.

"Good evening, Potter, don't get too much dust on the carpet."

"No, Professor, I'm careful."

Harry straightened his glasses and sorted out his image, and the four of them all owed to Professor McGonagall before leaving her office and walking towards the Gryffindor Tower.

"Worthless." Ron said confidently in front of the portrait of the fat lady.

"That's not right." The fat lady looked even paler than ever, and she had no energy.

"What's wrong?" Ron was stunned for a moment, but before he could react.

"The password is wrong, the password has been changed." The fat lady rubbed her head, as if startled by Ron's loud voice.

Harry and the others didn't have time to care about Ron, who was staring at the fat lady, and they looked at each other with a blank expression. For Hermione and Ginny, in particular, it was the first time they didn't know the common room password.

In other words, they "Neville".

"Hi Harry, Hermione, Ginny, Ron......" was thinking when the real Neville appeared on the other side of the hallway with a thick book in his arms, greeting them as he ran, "How are you having Christmas?" ”

"It's terrible." Harry shook his head, "There's so much going on......"

"yes...... "Neville," Neville lamented, "and my grandmother wouldn't even let me out of his sight after the Diagon Alley incident...... Even when it's time to go to the toilet......"

"Ah, that's really bad." Harry and Ron sighed in unison, and Neville looked at the past with an unbearable look on his face.

As the three arches fell into some strange memory, Hermione asked aloud, "Neville, do you know the new password?" ”

"Yes!" Neville became inexplicably agitated and blurted out, "Quit drinking!" ”

"Correct." The fat lady still looked listless, but she still showed them the portrait hole.

"What's wrong with her?" As they walked into the cave one by one, Harry asked curiously.

"It's crazy to have Christmas." Neville said in front, "It seems like she and her friend drank all the wine from the painting of a couple of drunken monks in the hallway of the Charms classroom......

"Ah, no wonder ......" Harry nodded, that had already answered everything.

He didn't think it was strange, he had seen more outrageous things, such as the knight's portrait outside the Potions classroom and the knight's duel in the corridor on the sixth floor, and then both of them were seriously injured, and they screamed in pain, which directly woke up the entire castle. In the end, it was Dalyse Devante, the former headmistress of Hogwarts, who cured them.

Fat Madame and her good friend Ms. Violet getting drunk is really nothing in comparison.

"By the way, I almost forgot, Dumbledore asked me to give this to you." Stepping into the common room, Neville rummaged through his pockets as he spoke, but couldn't find any. Then he frantically shook the book in his hand, which caused a piece of parchment to fall out of the book.

"Well, that's it." Neville bent down to pick up the parchment and handed it to Harry, who quickly took it and opened it, read it and closed it.

"Tomorrow night." "This time it's quick." ”

"It's normal, after all, there were such bad attacks during the holidays." Hermione shrugged.

Except for Neville, everyone else looked unconcerned, which was obviously anxious for Neville. Harry told him about Dumbledore's lesson, and Neville had only a happy friend on his face.

"That's amazing!" Neville said, with a hint of envy in his eyes. But that's about it, he's self-aware and knows his talent for magic.

So, there is only envy.

Harry didn't pay attention to Neville's expression, and discussed Diagon Alley with them. Not only that, Harry also told Scrimgeour about asking him for help, which immediately attracted everyone's criticism.

They all agreed that it would be extremely speechless to ask Harry for help and get him on the platform after making him suffer so much last year, even if the minister was replaced.

"It's so thick-skinned." That's how Neville feels.

"Standard politicians." Here's Hermione's summary.