Chapter 142: Summer Vacation: Before School Begins

The events in Windsor seem to have come to an end – for Anthony. Thankfully, after his investigation, there is no city called Raccoon City in the United States.

However, Ambrera does exist, and it is also an American company, engaged in the pharmaceutical and sports industry.

But it's not the behemoth of movie games. At this point, Anthony's summer vacation is finally over, and his world seems to be pressed in a loop, and the following days are repeating the same thing every day, and he has no way of knowing everything outside.

The queen even ordered the television and radio in his room to be removed. It's really going to be grounded to the end. But there was an accident.

After the first week of August, Hermione would come to the palace from time to time. It is said that the queen herself summoned ... Anthony really couldn't understand why her aunt would summon a little girl so often, didn't she also know that Hermione would become the Minister of Magic in the future?

Forehead... Strictly speaking, it was possible if Dumbledore had told her. But, will the relationship between the queen and the principal really be that good?

Will Old Deng Tou tell her some secrets about the future? Anthony expressed skepticism. However, it is better to have more than one person than to be alone.

The two of them would walk by the lake at the end of the meadow outside the castle, and Hermione would tell him about the outside world, including news in the popular newspapers that Windsor was still closed and that the Ministry of Magic had intervened.

Sometimes they talked about Harry, who had been picked up by Ron and Mr. Arthur a week after he had moved to the Burrow, a week after returning to the Dursleys.

As for the twins... They had been locked up in Mrs. Weasley's room for two weeks, and they were not allowed to come out except for normal meals and toilets.

Compared with their grounded life, Anthony is really in a good mood, hehe! At least he can walk around Buckingham Palace.

He smiled at Hermione and said that he had just moved from one castle to another.

In this way, it seems that he is still living the life of school. - The time he spent chatting with Hermione turned into one of the few fond memories of his summer vacation, perhaps it was this quiet time that made him forget about the strife outside.

He finally had a breakthrough in occlusion. Now he can finally empty his brain completely.

This made Anthony very happy, and he believed that after the summer vacation, he should be able to barely master some of the Occlumenclumc surgery.

Time flickered, and finally came the last week of August. The owl sent by Hogwarts sent a list of this year's lessons.

And just as Anthony was feeling bad luck and was about to give money to an old liar, a name appeared in the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor that shocked him.

2nd Graders: Course Professor: Sirius Orion Black Even-Mai !! What's the situation?

- On top of that, he received a letter from Harry, it was the summer vacation, the first letter he received from his friends, maybe the other letters were confiscated by the housekeeper... Cut~ It's like Dobby!

Maybe it was because school was close that they allowed the letters to be delivered. Indignant in his heart, Anthony quickly tore open the letter in his hand: Dear Anthony: I wish you all the best, Your Majesty sent a letter saying that you will be locked up for the whole summer, so forgive us for not sending a letter during the summer vacation.

But school is just around the corner, and your lockdown should be lifted, and Ron and I will head to Diagon Alley tomorrow morning at nine o'clock, when we'll meet at the Blotted Bookstore.

By the way, Ron's mouse passed away, he was sad these days, and Dumbledore gave him a new owl, but Ron still said that he liked the mouse better.

So don't mention Spotted in front of him! Please write back as soon as possible and let me know how you are doing. Friend: Harry.

"The rat died?" Anthony frowned, and between the lines, he could feel that it was definitely Dumbledore who meddled, otherwise why would he send an owl to Ron.

And Harry didn't seem to know about Sirius, otherwise, he wouldn't have been able not to mention it. And also!

His great aunt would write to Harry and tell them that she was grounded... This way of educating children is really wonderful!

... The day flew by, and the next morning, after breakfast, Anthony headed to Diagon Alley.

He met Hermione on the white steps of Gringotts, who had also come to exchange for gold Galleons. Fifty Galleons a semester.

Anthony thought they would stop funding him, but fifty Galleons, and the goblins gave it to him very happily.

Just as they were about to leave Gringotts, Harry and the Weasleys came up from the underground vault.

The expressions of both of them were very subtle, and Harry was even more embarrassed, and after seeing Hermione and him, he hurriedly walked over as if he had seen a savior.

"Anthony! Hermione! Long time no see! Harry greeted them warmly, to hide the embarrassment in their hearts.

"Hey! What kind of expression do you have, as if you have stolen Snape's shampoo, and you are black, you went to the mine during the summer vacation? Anthony grinned and complained mercilessly.

"Harry!" Hermione took out her wand and said to Harry, "Clean it up" for a moment, like flowing water, and Harry's entire body and clothes were brand new.

"Hello!" Harriton felt relieved, but still didn't explain anything. It wasn't until later that Anthony heard from Ron that the family and Harry had gone to the vault to withdraw money, and the family's vault had opened with only a bunch of sicos and a gold galleon.

And Harry's vault was full of gold Galleons. This embarrassed everyone. ... A large group of people walked out of Gringotts, and they parted on the marble steps.

Weasley explained that they had met at the Blotted Bookstore for an hour, and then left with Ginny, apparently to buy her something.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Anthony wander the streets of Cobblestone Pucheng. As we walked, we chatted at the same time.

After seeing Ron's depressed expression, Anthony opened his mouth and said, "Yo! Ron, I heard your rat is dead! ”

"Anthony!" Harry hurriedly stopped what he was saying. Even more blinking, his eyes kept rolling over Ron and himself.

"What's the matter, Harry, are your eyes dry? By the way, Ron, what did you do with your rat in the end? ”

"I buried it, right in front of my house by the creek, it's pretty and it should love it." Ron said weakly like a puppet who had lost his soul.

"Oh! He's lucky! ”