As always, Hogwarts Express is on.

"It's time again."

Ron cleared his throat and attracted everyone's attention, only to see him blushing and a little nervous as he said:

"Brother D, Harry, Hermione, Neville, and Malfoy, I think. It's time to come to my house for this holiday this year. ”

In order, this year it was his turn to spend the holidays at his house.

"Although our house is not big, not beautiful, and a little old, we can still live a few people, I hope you don't dislike it"

The Weasleys lived outside the village of Autry-St. Cachpole, and their house was called The Burrow, which lived up to its name from the outside. It was a wooden house that looked a little old, and the position above the roof was like an illegal building, and three floors were built, and it was built crookedly and slanted, and there was no beauty, and it was already a miracle that it did not collapse, let alone live in it, and it was indeed very simple.

Don't talk about ordinary people's houses, even the specifications of a normal wizard's house don't fit.

However, the interior of the Burrow is like Newt's suitcase, full of surprises, the Weasleys are now in decline and poor, they are also pure-blood wizards of the Holy Twenty-Eight, and the house is full of magical creatures and magical items. All in all it was definitely a good place to stay.

As soon as Ron finished speaking, Harry, who was his good brother, continued, "Don't say that about Ron, your house is definitely the coolest house I've ever seen. ”

After all, even if you are a wizard, few people will put a ghoul in the attic, Harry had seen this ghoul when he lived in the Burrow in his first year, and it was completely different from the stereotype of bloodthirsty, cruel and murderous ghouls, it was a humanoid creature with a face covered in pus, usually eating some fluttering moths and bugs, most of the time it was not aggressive, but it was more annoying to like to hum and chirp in the middle of the night.

"I'm sorry, Ron, but not this year."

Dudley's words made Ron bow his head in some frustration.

Something happens when it's Ron's turn, and it's easy to think that it's disgusting with the environment of the Burrow, and although this is not the case, it's inevitably misleading.

So Dudley simply said in one breath: "This holiday season can't be easy for everyone. There is no extra time for us to play and rest. Professor Dumbledore has found us a very good teacher. ”

"It's amazing."

To emphasize Dudley, it was repeated again.

"So we need to spend almost the whole holiday with this teacher, you need to discuss with your parents that we need to leave before the second week of the holiday, and this time the destination is relatively far."

His words managed to attract the attention of others.

"In Austria."

"Cool!"

Ron and Draco's eyes lit up at the same time, and they said in unison, the two of them hadn't been abroad much since they were so old.

Yes, compared to Ron who went to Egypt the year before last, Draco is the one who has never been abroad, and Lucius originally planned to take him abroad for a vacation in the past few years, but Draco's vacation was basically mixed with Dudley and them, so naturally there was no chance.

Although he once boasted before his first flying lesson in the first grade that he had taken a trip to Greece on a broomstick.

"Of course, this is not mandatory, it is all voluntary."

Dudley said that it was a very great wizard, how could they waste such a great opportunity?

Even Ron, who is used to being at the bottom, doesn't want to be pulled down too much by his peers.

"One last point. How is the knowledge that Karkaroff has imparted? ”

"Mastering those things is the basis for going to this professor, and if we can't even master Kakaroff's knowledge, then this will most likely not teach us."

This ruthless character who was fired by Durmstrang for over-indulging in and studying black magic when he was sixteen years old because he was overly addicted to and studied black magic.

And the reason for expelling him was that he had studied the dark arts too deeply (in fact, it was a dark magic accident).

"No problem!" Everyone said in unison, even Ron, who had obviously mastered it.

Poor Karkaroff, the little knowledge he was proud of, seemed to Dudley to be only the most basic. And it's already been mastered by the fourth graders, oh, and after this break, they'll be fifth graders.

Draco and the others were still excited to go abroad, chattering all the way.

Neville was the only one who was silent, opening his mouth several times to speak, only to swallow back when the words came to his lips.

This detail did not hide from Dudley's eyes, and he dragged Neville outside the carriage alone for a while, and by the time he returned to the box, Neville had regained his former vitality.

With the arrival of Hogwarts Express, the Dudley trio and their friends said goodbye in turn, only this time they didn't have to wait until there was no one at the station, and after a while Snape got off the train, carrying a very large box in his hand, and slowly walked towards them.

"Ten minutes later than expected"

Snape's face was stinking, and the ten minutes seemed to him to be as long as a season: "What are you guys waiting for?" ”

'Waiting for you, of course. ’

All three thought at the same time.

Yes, there was no Vernon to pick them up today, they were back to Privet Road with Snape.

Snape was going to visit his godson (not gender-specifically), and he hadn't seen her for almost a year, and he clearly couldn't wait.

He took several people to a secluded place while using magic to disperse the ordinary people around him.

"If there is no problem with your apparition manifestation, cast spells with me."

Not even a thirty-minute drive away, it was clear that Snape really wanted little Lily.

The magic of apparition was already mastered by the three of them a year ago, but.

"Professor Snape, students who haven't graduated can't cast spells during the holidays."

Dudley said with a serious expression, and Hermione and Harry next to him nodded in agreement.

Snape: "."

Snape's silence was answered.

'Are you serious?' ’

Snape looked at Dudley suspiciously, he didn't believe that his disciple would follow the rules set by the Ministry of Magic.

In particular, he was one of the rule-makers himself (a member of the Wizengamot).

"So what are you waiting for?"

Snape's characteristic tone of voice rang out again, and he spoke impatiently.

"Come to me yet."

It didn't matter if it was true or not, Snape didn't want to waste his time here, he couldn't wait.

With a distortion of the surrounding space, the figures of the four disappeared.

Privet Road, we're back.

(End of chapter)