Thanks to Harry's companionship, Glitter was spared the ravages of the Knight's Bus.

The Ministry of Magic sent a few small black cars, as well as a few Aurors in turquoise fleece coats to escort them.

It was supposed to be Ginny and Harry's three little companions, but as long as this girl was facing Harry, her face was flushed, and she couldn't say anything nervous.

If Glitter hadn't come, Percy would have been the fourth passenger in the car.

At the request of Harry and the other two boys, Lady Molly agreed to the four of them to ride in the same car.

Anyway, there are Aurors from the Ministry of Magic, and even if there are no adults, they have someone to take care of if something happens.

At the very least, Harry was well protected by the Aurors, and that was enough.

The Weasleys were forced to squeeze into a car with their annoying third brother, while Ginny was led by her parents.

Percy was muttering until he got on the bus, and he had always wanted to have more contact with Gretel, especially after hearing that Fudge had given the telecom store platform.

Gretel instinctively sat in the co-pilot's position, and in his opinion, the other three children, no matter who sat in the front, were not suitable.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic obviously knew Gretel's identity, and the face that had been serious from the beginning of the meeting actually raised the corners of his mouth in a friendly manner.

Once in the car, Ron and Hermione hugged Harry, they were in the third year, and with the consent of their guardians, they could legally go to Hogsmeade on a certain day.

Harry was still very happy about the new semester, especially now that his friends were by his side.

After hearing that both Hermione and Ron had received the approval slips from their parents, Harry fell silent for a moment before he spoke.

"Aunt Peggy and Aunt Fernon disagreed, and they said they wouldn't give me a consent form even if I cast a curse on them."

As if thinking of something, Harry turned his gaze to Gretel in the front row.

"Gretel, what about you, didn't you say you didn't go home for a vacation, what about your consent."

Gretel had not intended to strike at the poor little savior, and he had mentioned it in his correspondence with Mrs. Swann at the end of last semester.

However, for the safety of the people in the welfare home, his consent form was brought back by Sebas to sign after receiving the notice during the holiday.

But even with the consent form, he may not be able to find time to visit Hogsmeade, and the rest of the days will be very busy.

The little clever ghost, knowing what Gretel was worried about, would walk around the neighborhood for a long time every time he went back to the welfare home to run errands, and only under the cover of night did he row in front of Mrs. Swan.

He had planned to give the phone to Mrs. Swan, but the original version of the phone magic fluctuated so much that even if Sebas was careful, he might attract the attention of others.

The matter had to be postponed.

Knowing that Gretel had also received a letter of consent to go to Hogsmeade, Harry's expression became even more aggrieved.

Ron was Harry's best friend, patting his chest and promising that if Harry couldn't go to Hogsmeade for a day, he wouldn't go.

When Ron said this, he raised an eyebrow at Gretel, this kind of child's provocative behavior made Gretel almost laugh out loud.

Hermione, on the other hand, hesitated, and made a promise that she would advance and retreat with Harry.

Harry's expression looked much better in this way, facing the gaze cast at him.

Gretel shrugged, "Don't look at me, if I'm going to Hogsmeade, it must be because there's something serious, and I definitely can't guarantee it."

However, I don't really have time to go there this school year, so Harry, you should think that I will go in and out with you. ”

Gretel's statement was not so firm, but it made Harry feel that he was not alone.

The mood of the child came and went quickly, and by the time the train arrived at the station, Harry was already relaxed and playing with Ron again.

After getting out of the car, Mr. Arthur walked quickly over to Harry, letting him lean on his elbow.

The entire wizarding world believed that Sirius had escaped from Azkaban in order to avenge Voldemort.

Except for Gretel, an insider who doesn't think so.

Thinking of this, Gretel's gaze inadvertently swept over Ron's pocket, where a dirty mouse was hidden.

An Agmanis who was never registered, Peter the Betrayer Pettigrew.

Mr. Arthur apparently did not know that the real traitors had been hiding in their Weasley house all along.

Let's say he didn't win the lottery, the family didn't travel to Egypt, or their photos didn't appear in the newspapers.

Sirius must have cowered in Azkaban to atone for his sins until he died with remorse.

——

The familiar school day, the familiar platform of nine and three-quarters, this year's little wizards look a lot more than their class, and many little hairy heads shrank beside their parents, looking at the big iron monsters around them.

Young wizards from Muggle families would also look at them curiously, but most of them would have a look of apprehension.

Entering the station, Glitter saw familiar people.

It's Penelope, and she's in her second year as a prefect.

After getting acquainted with the prefect's day-to-day work, she will be the Ravenclaw welcome person to the station this year to welcome the new students.

Seeing Gretel's arrival, Penelope pointed to the carriage and signaled that she had taken her place and would meet Gretel in the car in a moment.

Gretel got on the train and looked around, knowing that in his third year, Dementors would break into the Hogwarts Express.

Harry was even targeted by this group of guys because of the savior's hostage, and finally fainted.

If it weren't for Remus Lupin, who had accepted Dumbledore's invitation, and happened to be on the same train with Harry, it would have been difficult to guarantee that Harry would not have been sucked out of his soul by the Dementors.

However, after searching around, except for the old woman pushing a small cart to sell things, there were no other adult wizards in the entire cart.

Tsk, Glitter slipped back into Penelope's compartment and leaned back against the velvet backrest, unable to hold back her tongue.

If Harry had been executed by the Dementors, God knows what the White Lord of Hogwarts would have done.

The train started, and Penelope came in furiously.

Gretel was a little strange, since he exploited the pirates ruthlessly, the smile on the big butler's face never disappeared.

It wasn't easy to make her stop smiling, let alone make her so aggressive.

"What's wrong, Penelope." Glitter asked curiously, wondering who was so capable of making Penelope so angry in just a moment.

Penelope didn't care about the image at all, and slammed it into his seat with a bang.

"It's not the Gryffindor prefect yet, the Weasleys' redheads.

He confessed to me last school year, and I had clearly rejected him, but just now he kept staring at me. ”

Gretel came to his senses, as if in another timeline, Percy's girlfriend was from Ravenclaw, and her name seemed to be Penelope.

After a careful recollection, it seems that there really is no second person named Penelope in the whole of Ravenclaw.

Thinking of this, he suddenly couldn't help but laugh out loud.

His laughter made Penelope instantly embarrassed, and he picked up the cushion and slapped it at Gretel several times.

"You're still laughing, I'm going to die."

Glitter shrank in the corner and begged for mercy, and by the way, he helped Penelope come up with an idea, "It's really not good, you just say that you already have a boyfriend." ”

His words seemed to wake Penelope up at once, and Penelope finally stopped.

After a while, he threw away the pillow in his hand and sat back down.

"Yes, thank you to my chief, the next time he comes over, I'll say that I have a boyfriend, and I think he will definitely retreat."

Gretel's mouth was quicker than his heart, and when he heard Penelope say this, he suddenly said, "What if Percy asks who your boyfriend is?"

He's a determined man, and the entire Weasley family counts him as an axis, typically a man who doesn't look back until he fails completely. ”

Penelope pulled the boy he knew from his memory next to him, "Mr. Seny, no, no, his head is too bright."

No, Mr. Cedric, I remember that he seemed to have someone he liked, and he couldn't be messed up with me.

No, Mr. Bode, he's just too fat.

……”

Glitter rubbed her head worriedly, "Lovely Miss Crivat, what you are looking for is an excuse to reject others, and you are not really choosing a boyfriend, do you need to be so troublesome?" ”

"How can that be, even if it's a rumored boyfriend, I have to choose a suitable one, besides, you said it all, Percy Weasley is a determined person, just find one, it's not a matter of minutes."

Gretel didn't bother to pay attention to the man above, sat down at the table upright, and pulled out Grindelwald's notes.

He found a lot of good things in it, and he had a hunch that if Grindelwald's notes were studied thoroughly, a second cross-era invention might be forthcoming.

For a moment, all that remained in the carriage was the sound of Penelo's selection in his own words, and the grinding sound of Gretel's pen swiping notes from time to time.

Penelope's eyes gradually attracted to Gretel, and the more he looked at her, the brighter his eyes became, what else was he looking for, didn't there be a ready-made candidate.

Although Glitter is only thirteen, because of his good development, his height is no longer a child, and he is young and old.

The mature temperament is much stronger than that of people of the same age as Penelope, coupled with good looks, this is an inappropriate candidate for a rumored boyfriend.

Add to that the accolades he's received and the accomplishments he's already made, and it's hard to believe that Percy Weasley can afford to compare himself to Gretel.

Realizing that the matter had been resolved, Penelope instantly relaxed, boredly observed the Gretel in his study, and gradually became obsessed with it.

Glitter didn't know how long he had been studying, but the more he studied, the more he felt cold.

When he looked up, he saw Penelo's glowing eyes, and he shivered.

"What are you doing staring at me all the time?" Gretel asked confusedly.

Gretel's voice woke Penelope, who shook her head in embarrassment and brushed her hair to her ears.

Then, she sat down next to Gretel and asked.

"My dear chief, I would like to ask if your companions should come to your aid if they are in trouble."

Glitter didn't know what to do, but nodded anyway.

In a team like theirs, which is moving towards the same goal, the problems encountered by anyone will be common to everyone, and he, as the initiator, should strive to be the first.

"Then let's do it, you come to be my gossip boyfriend, I don't believe that after you, the Gryffindor prefect will still haunt me."

After all, Glitter didn't expect that Penelope would ask him for help with such a thing.

Regretting that he shouldn't have given Penelope an idea at the beginning, in the face of Penelo's pressing steps, Grett quickly retreated into the corner.

"Ms. Penelope, do you know how old I am? I'm only thirteen years old, and you're committing a crime. ”

Unexpectedly, Penelope sighed directly, "What's wrong with being thirteen, I'm only sixteen years old."

Besides, you don't know that last year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, Gilderoy Lockhart, is dozens of years old and still in love with a student. ”

Speaking of Gilderoy Lockhart, Glitter has to mention his newly written "Days as a Professor at Hogwarts".

Because the secret room incident was resolved early, Lockhart was incompetent, but in the end he was saved from being ruined.

It's just that, I don't know why, when Glitter flips through the new book, he always feels that the villain in it can see his own shadow if there is nothing.

While Penelope wasn't paying attention, Gretel rolled up the notebook, slid off his seat, pulled open the car door, and ran outside.

"You can find someone else for this matter, I really can't help you."

Penelope was left holding on to the door and looking at his distant back.

——

Gretel ran all the way to the back of the car, and Harry sat there, and when he found his seat, he came to tell him.

In fact, even if they don't say it, Gretel will take the initiative to look for them.

After all, in this car now, except for him, there should be no one who knows the Patronus Charm.

Harry's safety was the key to Professor Volt's resurrection, and a necessary opportunity for their organization to grow.

So he had to keep Harry safe.

This spell was taught to Gretel when he left Godot during the holidays, and Estragon pulled him to him.

"Every few years, there are prisoner escapes in Azkaban.

It's hard to say if the group of Dementors deliberately gave themselves a chance to come out and let off steam, anyway, as long as this kind of thing happens, there will always be a few more people in the world who will be sucked out of their souls.

Just in case, you must master the Patronus Charm before you can leave. ”

The Patronus Charm was either very difficult for Gretel, or his Patronus seemed to be something wrong.

Gretel walked into the carriage, much to the surprise of the three little ones.

Hermione didn't know why she still brought a little emotion, "What, don't you ride in the car with your senior sister?" ”

Strange, Gretel sat down next to Ron.

Ron unconsciously squeezed Harry's side, "Isn't there a seat on the other side, how uncomfortable it is to squeeze over." ”

Gretel didn't speak, he didn't have the habit of eating other people's tempers, and Hermione obviously had a little emotion, so he didn't want to go over and eat deflated.

Harry acted as if he didn't realize anything, "Gretel, Ron just said that we can find Fred and George, they must know the secret passage to Hogsmeade, and we can still go together when the time comes." ”

Hermione's eyebrows furrowed when she heard this, "Harry, how many times have you said it, we can't break the school rules, Ron and I will be with you at school until you get permission." ”

Ron pouted, "Yes, yes, we can't break the school rules, it's a jack of all trades." ”

Hermione's eyes were red, and she sat there without saying a word.

Harry stepped up to play the round.

"Alright, Ron, Crookshank didn't mean to, didn't it end up eating the spot, did it?"

It was only when Glitter realized why he felt that the atmosphere here was not quite right when he came in.

It turned out to be Hermione's lion-tailed cat who could only see through the Animagus, and attacked Peter Pettigrew.

"Yes, it wasn't eaten, but you can see how scared it is." Ron angrily pulled the blob out of his pocket.

The poor mouse, trembling so hard that he was about to foam at the mouth, Crookshan let out a low growl in his throat.

Ron hurriedly put it back in his pocket and covered it tightly.

Hermione, afraid that her cat would jump over and fight Ron, took Crookhill into her arms and groomed it from beginning to end, trying to soothe it.

But it obviously didn't work, and although Crookshank Mountain was still honestly lying in Hermione's arms, the low roar in his throat did not disappear at all.

The rat in Ron's pocket trembled even harder.

Gretel looked at it amusedly, he thought that Peter Pettigrew was really a talent, and the Marauders counted him as a strange painter.

Who would have thought that such a timid man could become one of the marauders.

It can even be said that the entire Harry Potter timeline was started by him, and if he didn't tell the truth, maybe this world should be called Neville World.

Or, if he hadn't stood on Ron's shoulder at the time of the photoshoot, maybe Harry would have had a good third year.

Watching Ron carefully comfort his rat, Glitter really sympathized with him from the heart.

With a middle-aged man who is like a mouse, sleeping in the same bed for so many years.

I don't know if Ron will feel a chill when Peter Pettigrew's true identity is revealed.

As Hermione and Ron began to fight again, the entire carriage fell silent again.

Gretel didn't think it was anything, he was here to hide from Penelope, and to protect Harry, whether there was anyone to talk to, it didn't matter to him.

Even he enjoyed the quiet atmosphere.

Because he needed a desk, Gretel sat down next to Hermione again, and studied it one stroke at a time.

Harry looked at it curiously, until his eyes were dizzy, and he reluctantly pulled out a book to pass the time.

Hermione also came over, even more fascinated than Gretel, but it was evident from the frowning brow.

The lovely Miss Jack-of-all-trades is starting to feel like she's lacking in knowledge again.

Ron also wanted to come over, but for the sake of face, he finally leaned against the wall and chose to be alone in a daze.

At noon, they had a fairly hearty lunch together, after all, there were two rich people in this box.

One is the heir to the Potter family, and the other is a communications company from scratch.

After lunch, it began to rain continuously outside the train, and there was a small episode in the middle.

The trio of the Snake Courtyard rushed to the door to find the savior's stubble, but before they could choose their target, they died down in Gretel's indifferent eyes.

At school, Gretel used to clean them up several times because of their outrageous words.

His discrimination against the pure-blood family is hard to say that it is not because of the snake trio, the mudblood that has been spit out of his mouth many times.

He was not a child-like person, and whenever he heard their discussions, Gretel would always let these guys eat a few meals, a few times a day.

After a long time, they also knew that Glitter was not someone they could afford to mess with, and when they saw each other again, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and they didn't dare to let go of cruel words.

The farther north the train went, the heavier the rain became, and the whole world seemed to be covered, and the darkness made people feel that the light was like a luxury.

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Small theater

Gretel: But isn't it true that dark wizards can't cast Patronus Charms? I've learned that the Dark Wizard will be eaten back when he casts the Patronus Charm!

Estragan (sluggish): Who told you we were dark wizards?

Gretel: Historical records.

Estragon: History is a little girl dressed up as a victor, and what really matters is only buried.

Calling the gods to protect ~

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