Joel's injuries didn't recover until mid-July, when the Hogwarts classmates had already left school and returned home to escape the heat.

A lot of great things happened during this time, and on the night when Joel Tom was fighting with the two capsules, the Iron Triangle, led by Harry, followed the big black dog in Sirius' incarnation to Hogsmeade's screaming shack, where they learned the truth about the death of Harry's parents and successfully captured Peter Pettigrew.

When Dumbledore learned of this, he sent Peter Pettigrew to the Ministry for trial and offered to clear Sirius's grievances.

However, Peter Pettigrew escaped in the form of Animagus again halfway through, and Joel was very puzzled when he heard the news, with Dumbledore present, how capable of Typhellois to escape pursuit?

At the same time, Professor Lupin's werewolf identity was revealed, and the parents of the students signed a letter stating that they would never allow a werewolf to teach at Hogwarts, and that such creatures were extremely dangerous in the eyes of wizards.

Despite the students' reluctance, Professor Lupin had no choice but to pack his bags and move out of Hogwarts.

Fortunately, Dumbledore paid him a lot of money this year, and with the wolf poison potion that Snape provided for free, Professor Lupin barely managed to save some savings, and he didn't end up on the streets with nowhere to go.

Tom the Tiger recovered from his injuries quickly, and was discharged from the hospital five days earlier than Joel, and Hagrid sent him into the depths of the Forbidden Forest, where with the death of the Leopard Couple, Tom had become the king of the Forbidden Forest, including the distant mountains, and no animal would dare to disobey his orders.

Joel returns to the empty Ravenclaw common room, where the students still look when they leave the school, and the house-elves have not yet cleaned it.

With a few wizarding chess sets on the table, and a few medieval philosophical books in the study area, Lady Gray was sitting on the couch, flipping through the Hogwarts magazines in front of Joel and the others they founded.

"Miss Gray, long time no see." Joel offered to greet him.

"Ah......" Ms. Gray lifted her head from the magazine, "Joel Taylor, I remember you." ”

Joel now always felt that Mrs. Gray's tone was strange, and that there was something wrong with her.

He exchanged a few pleasantries with Ms. Gray and returned to his dormitory.

The three roommates had long since left, and the sky blue tent was empty, and Joel looked around the dorm room and began to pack.

There wasn't much to take with him, so Joel stuffed them into a pocket bag and hurried to Professor Flitwick's office.

The Short Professor was working on an ancient elven spell-casting technique that Joel had read in the library.

Interestingly, the author of this book is a wizard who once used a brilliant disguise to infiltrate the elven organization and steal many spells from it that only the elves understand.

"My Iceberg Beauty Wife"

However, most of the small spells recorded in this book do not work, and the elves rely on their bloodline advantage to cast spells, which is very different from human wizards.

Professor Flitwick saw him enter the door and hurriedly beckoned him to pass.

"How's your recovery going?" Professor Flitwick and Joel greet.

"Not bad, Professor Flitwick," Joel replied cheerfully, "and now he can run freely. ”

Not only that, but he now felt that his body was stronger than ever, and it seemed that there was some kind of effect in Tom's blood that would allow him to increase his physical strength.

"I've already applied for Floo.com, you should be able to use this thing......," Professor Flitwick grabbed a can of Floo powder from the bookcase, "The other end of Floo.com is connected to the Cauldron Bar, and you'll know how to get home where you go." ”

Joel nodded, grabbed a handful of Floo powder from the jar and squeezed it in his hand, watching as Professor Flitwick relit the fireplace and spilled the powder inside.

The roaring flames in the fireplace turned turquoise, and Joel stepped in reassuringly.

The flames gently licked Joel's robes, making him feel incredibly warm.

The next moment, the world was spinning and he left Hogwarts.

After a long journey, Joel finally returned to his home in Godric's Hollow.

The summer didn't seem to be a rough day, Joel was trying to write a new business plan, and next year he plans to expand his business abroad.

Until August, the Quidditch World Cup was held in England, which was undoubtedly a great event for Quidditch-loving wizards, but Joel was not interested.

It's Haylis, who has been urging him through a double-way mirror for the past two days, wanting him to accompany him to watch the World Cup final.

Joel really couldn't resist her, so he had to agree, but he didn't have to go to the ticket hunt, the Selwyn family had already sent the box package to Joel's house.

Following the process shown above, Quidditch Arena can be reached via a Portkey or Apparition.

Joel is still underage, and despite his ability to use transfiguration, he can't blatantly defy the laws of the British Ministry of Magic, so he can only get up early in the morning to get the portkey.

Set yourself an alarm clock and wake up again when it's still groggy and you can't see the light of dawn.

Joel struggled to get out of bed and went to the kitchen in a daze to make himself breakfast.

After beating two eggs, toasting and warming a glass of milk, Joel packed up his things and left the house.

The air was cold, the moon was still high in the sky, and only a faint gray-green glimmer appeared on the eastern horizon, indicating that dawn was approaching.

Portkeys can be found around Godric's Hollow – thanks to the dense community of wizards in the valley.

With half an hour left before the allotted time, Joel finally found a tattered hat on the hillside, which matched the description on the ticket.

After waiting in place for a while, I finally saw several uncles in Irish Quidditch uniforms rushing over from a distance, with a few children by their side, who looked like they were five or six years old.

"Going to the game alone?"

"With friends," Joel replied, "they got to the scene from somewhere else. ”

"You haven't graduated from Hogwarts yet?"

"It's going to be fifth grade," Joel nodded, and he saw the portkey glow slightly blue, "Maybe we should hold on to our hats." ”

Everyone gripped their hats, and the blue light became brighter and brighter, as if a hook was slamming forward behind Joel's navel with an irresistible momentum.

Then he flew again, it wasn't Joel's first time using the portkey, but the experience was as bad as ever, his fingers were stuck to his boot with some force, and he couldn't let go of it anyway.

Until there was a snap and he fell in the grass.