The ones who can find the problems in Dumbledore's words are basically Muggles, and they are limited to those who care about international political and economic news. Obviously, there are other than Louis and his cousin...... Ah no, except for his cousin Elizabeth, there is obviously no existence that can catch this meme.

"I believe—alas...... Actually, I still hope that I am mistaken, but it is clear that fantasy is useless, and the only way out is to give up illusions, unite as one, and prepare to fight Voldemort. Dumbledore glanced at the students seated below and continued, "I believe that we are all going to face dark and difficult times, and some of you in the Great Hall have even been directly killed by Voldemort and his gang, and many of your families have been torn apart by this......

"But remember, even in the darkest of times, we have to have hope, unity, and prepare for the fight," Dumbledore finally said: "It's not advisable to be cowardly before you fight, believe me, Voldemort is not as terrible as you think, Harry can testify to this......"

All eyes were on Harry, as if trying to see the answer in his face, but Harry could only nod. With the nod of the person concerned, everyone's hearts were not so afraid - Voldemort couldn't even kill a fourth-grade student, and it was still an N-on-one duel, and it was a silver joke when he said it.

Also students, Harry can, and so can we.

Of course, it's always a good thing to be optimistic, and sometimes scaring yourself will scare you to death.

Dumbledore's speech was very brief, he knew that the big guy was like an arrow - for these students, just remind them in place, Dumbledore can only do his best to obey the fate of heaven, good words are hard to persuade damn ghosts, his own words are so clear and thorough, if there are still people who don't take it seriously, then there is nothing he can do.

Louis's luggage had already been packed, there were two maids at home, he had no pets, and the owl was at home, and when he came the other day, it was obvious that it couldn't fly—not because of any abuse, but Louis saw that Amerys was obviously overnourished, and her body was fat.

It's time to lose weight for the birds......

Harry didn't need to go back to Dursley's house on Privet Road in Whitkin, it wasn't his home, he had already received Sirius' invitation to stay at Sirius's house in Hogsmeade Place.

When invited, Harry laughed like the dumbest comedian of all time, and if his mouth was opened wider, he would be able to see his stomach - this was said by the Weasley twins, and Harry ignored them, after all, eloquence is not good, and it is pure self-inflicted ridicule with the twins.

The students were waiting in the crowded foyer for the carriage to take them to Hogsmeade Station, and it was another beautiful and pleasant summer, with a high-latitude temperate maritime climate without the heat of the outback. Although Louis can return home through Floo Net, to be honest, he and Catherine were also pinching their fingers last night, even if it was Louis, counting this time, there were only four opportunities to go home on vacation, so they simply decided to take the train back together.

The commemoration of youth is always unusual, and some things are not said to be skipped, but you must always leave some memories and thoughts for yourself.

"Harry!"

A delicate voice sounded, and Louis turned his head to see that Fleur Delacour was hurrying up the stone steps into the castle. At the other end of the field behind her, Hagrid could be seen helping Madame Maxime harness the two horses—Beauxbatons' carriage was about to depart.

"I hope we can see each other again," Fleur said as she walked over to Harry, holding out a hand, "I hope to get a job here and improve my English." ”

"Your English is already great." Harry said with a smile, and Fleur smiled at him, turning to look at Catherine again.

"Oh, my good sister." Fleur opened her arms and hugged Catherine. Catherine stiffened slightly, not used to being so enthusiastic about her—but for the sake of being a woman, she didn't say much.

"Remember to write to me, sister." Fleur whispered, "If you can, I'd like you to go to our house with Louis." ”

"If I have time," replied Catherine with a smile, "I will definitely go if I have time." ”

"Goodbye, Catherine, goodbye, Harry," Fleur said, turning to leave, "It's been a pleasure to see you, and I hope to see you again soon—"

Fleur hurried down the lawn towards Madame Maxime, her silver hair rippling like waves in the sun, looking lively and cheerful.

"I don't know how Durmstrang's classmates are going to get back," Ron sighed and began to worry about Durmstrang's classmates, "You say, would they still be able to steer that ship without Professor Karkaroff?" ”

"Professor Karkaroff is not at the helm," a hoarse voice sounded, "he stays in the cabin, and we do the work." ”

It was Victor, who had come to say goodbye to Harry.

"Harry," Victor's expression became less gloomy as he looked at Harry, "it's a pleasure to meet you, you're definitely worthy of your fame - I hope that one day, we can meet in the Quidditch arena - and I'll prove that I, Victor Krum, will never lose to you when it comes to Quidditch." ”

"Me too." Harry chuckled, silly, "That's it, we'll see each other again." ”

Ron suddenly said, "Can you sign me?" Victor ......"

Victor looked surprised and relieved as he nodded and signed a piece of parchment for Ron.

On their way back to King's Cross Station, the weather was completely different from when they came to Hoghonz last September, with cloudless skies and a refreshing sight. After a long time, Louis finally found an empty cubicle and sat in it with the three little ones.

Originally, they wanted to call Draco along, but they also knew about the situation in Draco's house, and Draco was picked up by Lucius just after Dumbledore's speech, and Joseph Mills was among the people who escorted him.

It seems that Lucius is also very concerned about safety - and when it comes to understanding Voldemort's brutality and insaneness, Lucius can say that he has seen 80% if he does not see 100%.

Sitting in the cubicle, Ron's owl called Piggy was again obscured by his gown robes, for it kept screaming and making Ron very upset; Hedwig's head dozed under her wings, and Crookhill curled up in an empty seat, like a large, fluffy ginger cushion.

Catherine and Hermione sat in a row, whispering something, Louis and they sat together, there was nothing to do, there was no match to talk, Louis mainly leaned on the edge of the bed to look at the scenery outside, he liked to look at the clouds in the sky the most, which always made him feel refreshed.

The train carried them all the way south.

Harry felt that Dumbledore's speech at the school leaving banquet seemed to clear his mind of worries at once. Talking about what happened now, he wouldn't feel so much pain. Ron didn't have a heart or lungs, anyway, the sky was falling with Dumbledore, a tall man, and Louis was not good, he felt that he just needed to eat, sleep, sleep, and eat, and put his heart in his stomach.

It wasn't until the cart that delivered lunch came that they stopped talking, and Louis couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, good guys, these two boys can talk more than the two women opposite......

"I'll buy what you eat." Hermione stood up and called out to her aunt who was pushing a cart to sell lunch, "I'm in for a treat this time." ”

"I want a beef sandwich," Louis looked over, "It would be better if there was soda, and gosh, I can't remember the last time I had a sparkling drink......

"Louis, you know that there is no soda in the wizarding world......" Hermione glanced at Louis helplessly, in fact, she hadn't drunk soda for a long time, Louis said this, which also aroused her interest.

Catherine mysteriously took out a small bag, took out two cans of Coke from it, handed it to Louis, and put it on the table where Hermione was seated, and said with a smile: "Well, I still have some soda here, I was going to give Mr. Fawn a ration to drink, but now it's almost home...... So let's take it all out and drink it. ”

"Good guys!" Louis's eyes moistened, "Didn't you say that Coke is gone!" You bad woman! ”

"Didn't you say that," Catherine's expression was a little smug, "the more beautiful a woman is, the more she can deceive, and you still have to believe me when you know this...... Who told you not to search for it? ”

Louis choked and put out the fire at once.

When Hermione returned from shopping at the cart and put the money back in her bag, she pulled out a copy of the Daily Prophet that she had been carrying in her bag. Harry looked around, unsure if he really wanted to know what the newspaper was saying. Hermione saw him looking at the newspaper and said calmly, "The newspaper didn't say anything...... You can see for yourself that there really is nothing. I check it every day and only sent a short message the day after the third event saying you won the Final Three. ”

Speaking of this, Hermione glanced at Louis hesitantly, "They didn't even mention Voldemort's return, they didn't say a word about it." If you ask me, I think it was Fudge who forced them to keep silent. ”

Hermione wasn't sure what was going on, and she was surprised by the silence of the Daily Prophet - even if the Daily Prophet was silent under pressure from Fudge and the Ministry of Magic, Louis, their backer, was not a man who could shut up......

"He can't silence Rita," said Harry, "and Miss Rita Skeeter won't let go of such a wonderful story—and besides, Louis can't sit idly by, can he?" ”

Louis didn't look up, chewing the beef sandwich in his hand attentively - not salty, not bland, and delicious. He tried to avoid talking when he ate, which was the traditional etiquette of Seris.

"This ...... Well, I don't know. Hermione exhaled and tilted her head back in her seat, "Oh my God, the adult world is so complicated, I really don't want to waste my brain cells thinking about the twists and turns - especially for people like Louis who play politics and have dirty hearts......"

"Hey, hey, you're the heart......" Louis swallowed the last sandwich, and immediately discerned, if he didn't speak, maybe Hermione was going to put a hat on him.

"Wouldn't you have ordered Miss Rita Skeeter to make this public......" Hermione pouted.

Louis didn't rush to speak, he picked up the Coke on the table, clicked open the pull ring, took two sips of it, and then gave a satisfied burp, he breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Hermione, and said patiently: "This is politics, Hermione, it's not a kid who has to fight over who is right and who is wrong - we are on the side of order after all, this is the best chance to get Fudge out of power through serious means......"

"I don't understand politics, Louis." Hermione looked at Louis very seriously and seriously: "I don't want to get involved in it, I'm not interested in politics, I only care about the lives of ordinary wizards......"

"You're wrong, Hermione." Louis smiled: "People are the sum of all social relations, and we can collectively refer to the social activities of complex interpersonal exchanges between people in order to maximize their interests, and in fact, the exchanges between people are actually inseparable from the foundation of political science...... You don't have any prejudice against this discipline, in fact, it is not as lofty as you think, and it is not as dirty as you think - in fact, we participate in this kind of activity all the time in life, which is the inevitable product of social development. ”

"Taking a step back, even if I had ordered Lady Rita Skeeter's Daily Prophet to write an article about Voldemort's return, how many people do you think would have believed it despite the Ministry's constant refutation?" Louis smiled slightly: "Do you remember the 'four-stage strategy' I told you about?" Fudge is using this method to stall for time now - all he can do is prolong his time in the seat of the Minister of Magic, and if the matter is suddenly revealed, the only thing that awaits him is to step down - but if he is forced to admit that Voldemort is back now, he may not step down, after all, it is the contrast that achieves the greatest effect......"

"What about innocent ordinary wizards? And Muggles? Aren't their lives important enough? Hermione asked with another frown.

"Do you have to show your excess of conscience?" Louis's words were merciless: "Are you satisfied with letting Fudge continue to lead the wizarding world and making a mess of it?" ”

(End of chapter)