Harry was rolled out of the knight's bus, and in order to satisfy their request to reach the village of San Carchipol before dinner, the rider bus' driver, Mr. Ernne Poran, went all the way, and Stan Sampark even 'dropped' a few passengers directly through the window halfway through, just to satisfy Harry's needs.

"Goodbye, Mr. Potter!"

The acne-covered conductor pulled his head out of the window, waved his hand at Harry eagerly, and disappeared into thin air with a thud.

"No way!" Harry, who was hunched over and gasping for breath, said to Stan Sanpark, who had already left, with difficulty, "This is definitely the last time I will ride the Knight Bus in my life!" ”

"Don't speak too soon, young man--"

The feeling of apparition was not much better than that of the wizarding bus, Sirius and Remus were not as embarrassed as Harry, and hearing Harry's complaints, Sirius stepped forward, put his hand on Harry's shoulder, and said with a smile.

By the time Harry found himself breathing again, he found the three of them standing on a country road that led to a village on the left side of the road, surrounded by farmland and swamps, and a hill not too tall in the direction of the setting sun.

On the right side of the path led to a crooked skewed building of several floors, the home of his best friend at Hogwarts, Ron's home, and his second favorite place in the world, and although the ride on the knight's bus still made Harry's heart tremble, Harry's mood immediately rose again at the sight of the silhouette slanted in the pink golden sunlight. Ron also had Mrs. Weasley here, and she cooked better food than anyone he knew.

"Let's go, Harry"

Remus put his hand on Harry's other shoulder, the sunset normalizing his pale skin, and he smiled at Harry,

Just as Harry was about to tell Mrs. Weasley that he didn't have to bother for his birthday, there was a sudden sound of footsteps on the stairs behind them, and Harry turned to see that it was not Fred and George, but two young men he had never seen before, of course, who were also red-haired.

"Your scrambled eggs are almost mushy, Molly—"

Ron pushed open the back door of his house and ushered Harry and the others inside. Breathing in the smoke and fire in the small and crowded room, a sense of comfort lingers in my heart.

"Your friends are desperate to see you--"

Before the end of last semester, the three of them had made an appointment to go to the World Cup together, and they agreed to meet at the Burrow, but now there were still some days before the start of the World Cup finals, how did Hermione end up here.

ran for a while, but Hermione's breath was not disordered at all, which let Harry know that Hermione probably did not forget Professor Brian's instructions during the summer vacation, and still insisted on running and drilling, and he himself, after entering the summer vacation, completely forgot about it,

"He wrote to me and he said you must wish I could come and celebrate your birthday with you!"

Just like himself, Hermione was a lot taller than last semester, which made her look much taller, and Harry was surprised to find that pink pimples began to appear on Hermione's fair cheeks.

"Speaking of which,"

Both men were running towards him, but the girl was noticeably faster and sharper. Before Ron had run any distance, Hermione had already rushed in front of him.

Harry gasped.

Ron was finally here, his flushed cheeks drenched with sweat, and he couldn't breathe.

Harry released Hedwig from the cage and let it blow the wind in the wilderness, and together they walked towards the Burrow, Harry asked curiously

"Sirius, Remus, how did you meet the Weasleys?"

As he walked through the living room, Harry glanced at the magic clock hanging on the wall, except for Mr. Weasley's one, which also pointed to the 'work' position, the other eight pointed to the 'home' position, Harry blinked, and was wondering for something, Mrs. Weasley, who heard the movement in the kitchen, grabbed a smoking spatula and rushed out, and quickly came to Harry, giving him a fierce hug like Hermione.

"Ahem, it's all right, Mrs. Weasley!"

"We've been dealing with Arthur and Molly much earlier than you, Harry, haven't we, Remus?"

"Hello, Crookshan—"

"Whew"

"Oh, dear, is the road going well?"

Harry laughed, he hadn't expected his godfather to be so nasty when he was younger.

"Seriously, Hermione--"

"At least it's a real deal of catching mice," Sirius said with a smile, "and I was fed by the rats he caught last Christmas. ”

"That's because some of the ideas you put forward are always too radical, and Molly doesn't like solutions that are too risky," Remus said cheerfully, "and you always like to joke about Arthur's hair getting less and less every day." ”

Harry immediately turned his head to Sirius, who was surprised, and saw a face full of a kind smile,

"You have to have a decent birthday, don't you?"

"What a good boy!"

By the time the three of them had crossed a dirt slope, the Burrow was suddenly close at hand, and two men were standing in front of the Weasleys' broom-keeping stone house, staring at it.

"Phew—I'm finally seeing the value of Professor Brian's gym class now, Hermione, you're a fast runner, oh bro, how have the Muggles been these days, and the Muggles are still treating you--"

The intoxicating evening breeze clings to his cheeks, Sirius squints lazily and laughs,

"Voldemort hadn't fallen yet, you know, Harry, at that time, there weren't many people who had the courage to fight against the most evil dark wizards in the world, and Albus did everything he could to gather the strength of these people, and Sirius and I, and of course, your mom and dad, knew Arthur and Molly at that time."

"I'm Harry's godfather, Molly!"

Harry said seriously, "You should check to see if Crookshank is also an Animagus, it's less cat-like than any cat I've ever seen." ”

"It's always been good, hasn't it?"

Mrs. Weasley's eyebrows furrowed, and Remus smiled duly,

"Harry!"

"Wait a little longer and we'll be ready to eat, Harry, Arthur promised not to miss your birthday dinner before he left the house in the morning!"

Putting aside the boring discoveries in his mind, Harry grinned and said in surprise,

"Why are you here, there are still days left for the World Cup?"

"Oh, this—"

"Are you alright, Harry!"

Sirius said with a dark face,

"I deserve to pick up Harry, and I don't need anyone's permission."

Harry said eagerly.

Hermione hugged Harry fiercely, and when she let go, her face was full of joy and excitement.

Before Ron could finish his sentence, he was interrupted by Harry's nervous cough, who had just helped the Dursleys round up in front of Sirius, not wanting the truth to be exposed in Ron's unintentional words.

Sirius rubbed Harry's head and said softly.

Mrs. Weasley held Harry's cheek (Ron rolled his eyes, and Hermione pursed her lips and snickered) with a kind expression,

"I was going to have Arthur pick you up, but the ministry was too busy during this time for Arthur to get out of the way, and Sirius insisted on going in person, so I had to agree."

As he passed the Weasleys' garden, Harry waved at the ginger cat that was jumping up and down in the garden and competing with the goblins, and Crookshank, catching a glimpse of Harry, barked twice and waved his forehand at Harry.

"Hermione?"

It should have only been raining for a long time near the ferrets, and although the ground was dry, it was not satisfied with the small puddles of potholes, and Sirius jumped over a puddle sensitively and said with a smile.

"But Molly hasn't liked me very much--"

"Oh, thanks for the reminder, Remus--"

"Ah, you're back?"

"I'm afraid it was before you were born." Remus tightened the collar of his wizarding robes, and this action made Harry realize that Professor Remus was actually wearing a brand new wizarding robe, and when he was at Hogwarts, he was always a washed white and patched robe, and the Slytherin gang laughed at him for this.

Judging by the thick white smoke coming from the roof chimney, Mrs. Weasley was probably busy at the moment. After Hermione and Ron greeted Sirius and Remus, the group headed towards the Burrow.

"It's Blake. Oh, it's Sirius! ”

Weasley's attitude towards Remus was much friendlier, and she turned and rushed to the kitchen in a hurry, shouting,

"Charlie and Bill—"

Ron laughed inexplicably,

"Surely you remember the story of his two Hogwarts days, right?"

(End of chapter)