days at Hogwarts

Chapter 277 Harry Potter: Homecoming

August 8, Granger's house in Hampstead Gardens on the outskirts of the city.

Hermione was still awake when Loren appeared in her room.

The girl's sleeping position was the same as her usual style, lying neatly on a soft mattress, covered with a thin summer quilt with a blue starry sky pattern, and wearing cute bear pajamas.

The girl's eye bags are slightly edematous, and there is a faint dark green circle around her eyes.

She probably slept very late last night... Loren thought as he looked at Hermione's sleeping face.

He originally wanted to wake her up directly and accuse her of breaking into his bedroom many times during the holidays, but the moment he saw her face, all his troubled thoughts were temporarily put on hold.

Crookshanks found a narrow gap between the cabinet and the wall, got in and huddled up, with his two front feet tucked under his body, and sat obediently, plush, looking at his two new owners carefully. It even looks a bit soft and cute.

The sun is out and the sky is getting brighter.

Hermione's eyelashes trembled slightly, and the light touched her long-term biological clock. Her regular work and rest habits were resisting mental fatigue and waking her up from her deep sleep.

Loren thought for a while, sat down next to him, covered his palm with it, and blocked the light. At the same time, he picked up the wand with his other hand and said a little: "[Calling God Guard]"

boom--

As for Ron, after not seeing him for a summer vacation, he seemed to have more freckles on his face.

"You!" Hermione was ashamed and angry, "You go out first, I'll tell you after I change into my pajamas!"

Crookshanks nestled in the soft sofa and let him do what he wanted, only occasionally pushing away Wendell's hand with his back foot when he made it uncomfortable.

She checked her watch. It was not yet nine o'clock, and the Hogwarts Express left at 11 o'clock. It would take less than five minutes for them to apparate to King's Cross Station.

Bates stood up and looked at the two children. In a blink of an eye, they were already so tall. His eyes were shining: "Come back for Christmas?"

"I eavesdropped on your parents' conversation last night."

Harry looked worried, but his shirt had been starched by Mrs. Weasley and his hair had been tidied up, making him in much better condition than Loren had seen him in the soda fountain.

Loren had packed everything the night before.

After breakfast, Bates sent Loren to the door of Granger's house next door.

Wendell didn't take it seriously when he was rejected. He smiled and opened its mouth to check the health of its teeth. He also pinched its paws and checked its nails.

The student union president is spelled Headboy, and the big-headed ghost is spelled HumungousBighead. The abbreviations are both HB, so you might miss them if you don't pay attention.

At this moment, a whistle sounded from ahead, and the train started. The shift in the center of gravity made them feel that the train was gradually accelerating.

The two of them stayed in this posture for an unknown amount of time. Monica knocked on the door halfway through, saying that she and Wendell had gone to work, and asked Hermione to remember to have breakfast...

How could I have such a ridiculous dream...

Loren felt itchy on the palm of his hand, which was the feeling of the girl's eyelashes sliding over her. Until Hermione woke up, he took back the hand covering her face.

Throw the clothes, textbooks, and snacks you need into the pendant, and just leave the suitcase empty. It's easy and convenient.

Loren, Hermione, Harry and Ron, a group of four walked down the aisle, trying to find an empty cubicle.

"Why didn't I know?" Ron exclaimed in disbelief, "Dad said the ministry sent him the car. I thought he got promoted!"

Loren picked up Crookshanks, took out the wand with his other hand and held it in his hand: "Go back, I will definitely go back this time."

Hermione, Harry and Ron who were watching the show couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing.

Loren suppressed a laugh and pointed to his badge: "Mr. Percy, why does your badge say Big Headed Ghost?"

They quietly entered the compartment, closed the sliding door, and sat down away from the sleeping man.

Glancing at Loren, Harry's eyes flashed with a strange luster: "It's the Ministry of Magic. In order to let Arthur look after me, Fudge sent two cars to take us to the station until I got on the train safely."

Crookshanks in the corner called out at the right time: "Meow~"

"I wonder which course he teaches?"

Loren smiled and said softly: "I'll wake you up."

The stranger was wearing a tattered wizard's robe with pudding streaked in several places. He looked very miserable.He looked sickly, his cheeks were thin, the beard around his lips was a little messy, and he looked like he had no strength at all.Although he still looks young, his light brown hair is already a bit gray.

……

"Professor Remus John Lupin," Hermione answered, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head.

Loren obeyed and went out, and Crookshanks followed him with small steps.

The morning air was a bit cool, with a dewy smell, and the late summer breeze blew over, cooling my face.

Summer is coming to an end, the sycamore trees have passed their greenest time, and the edges of the leaves are beginning to fade.Plants are more sensitive and they are already starting to pave the way for autumn.

Don't worry, some flowers have bloomed, and some are still nurturing vigorous vitality.

Seeing him, Loren seemed to see the old Grandpa Bates again...

"I'm not showing off, I mean, if you have any doubts or difficulties in study or life in the future, you can come to me." He raised his head proudly and gave Harry and Ron a look, "You too. "

Loren noticed Harry's expression and asked, "What's going on?"

"Prefect Percy!" Loren shouted deliberately, "Do you know where there is an empty cubicle?"

The memory of yesterday evening was naturally recalled in his mind. He controlled the spell, without calling out all the patron saints, and only let a faint silver light flow from the tip of the staff.

"By the way, let me tell you what happened yesterday."

Out of some sympathy for the kind werewolf, Loren revealed Lupin's matter aloud: "By the way, Harry, what did you want to say when you asked us to talk alone?"

So the group of people went into the house and sat down again to say goodbye before leaving.

But now Crookshanks is still in Wendell's arms, and his movements are very gentle, as if he is holding Hermione's brother.

"Then there's no need to ask. There are only teaching vacancies in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Hermione said in a low voice.

Hermione stood at the door. She had packed it long ago. It was also a light box. In the other hand, there was a wicker frame, which was supposed to contain ginger Crookshanks.

He ran angrily towards the carriage where the twins were.

Loren looked at the hydrangeas blooming on both sides of the street. The elegant blue and white flowers were hanging down from the branches. They were blooming beautifully and showed no signs of dying.

There was a tattered little box, tied with many ropes, neatly knotted, and Professor Remus John Lupin's name was printed on one corner of the box, but the letters were a little peeled off at one corner.

His breath was filled with the smell of Loren's body and the smell of orange-flavored toothpaste, which was particularly reassuring. The temperature on his eyes was warm, making him want to go back to sleep.

Loren calculated the date carefully. September 1993, 9 happened to be the full moon today. No wonder Lupine was so weak.

The sudden appearance of light suddenly brightened her eyes, and Hermione felt a little dazzling. She narrowed her eyes slightly and purred like a kitten.

When Hermione slowly woke up, she felt that she had had a very comfortable sleep and had a very long dream.

Hermione's eyes suddenly widened, she looked at him fiercely and threatened: "Don't say it, don't mention it!"

……

In the dream, she kept kissing Loren. Sometimes Loren took the initiative, sometimes she took the initiative. Later, the dream gradually became chaotic. Loren's hot lips repeatedly fell around her eyes and on her forehead...

Thinking that he had just walked around the entire train wearing this badge, Percy's face suddenly turned red, and he let out an angry growl: "George! Fred!"

Hermione put Crookshanks into the wicker frame. He looked gloomy and not very energetic. The aftereffects of Apparition made him a little listless.

Loren and Hermione looked at each other with blank eyes, which was different from the farewell scene they imagined.

Harry whispered to the friends around him: "Let's find a place to talk alone."

"You're here!" Hermione waved happily.

When Loren and others arrived at the back of the car, they found a sleeping man sitting in the unoccupied compartment that Percy mentioned.

Loren opened his magic vision and carefully looked at the wizard werewolf in front of him.As a wizard, his magic reaction is not weak, but there is another color of magic in his body, giving Loren a familiar feeling.

There is ample time.

"What?! You didn't call me!"

Until almost eleven o'clock, Loren and Hermione finished packing and stood up dragging the suitcase.Crookshanks suddenly woke up, broke away from Wendell's arms, ran towards Loren, and held on to his shoes.

"You brat, you said the same thing two years ago." Bates scolded with a smile.

"Loren! Hermione! You must have never imagined that this morning we actually took a special bus from the Ministry of Magic to the station!" Ron suppressed his excitement and waved his hands happily, "My dad said it was a dark green classic model. .The drivers are all mysterious employees of the Ministry of Magic. It’s a pity you didn’t see it. Their bright green velvet suits are so cool!”

"Wendell, are you going fishing this weekend? My friend said that there was an ocean current passing through recently, and it was full of fish." Bates sat on the sofa, his tone full of confusion.

"Sirius told me about Lupin. He is a good friend of my father's." Harry pursed his lips and did not tell Lupin's information in the end.

Just as Loren thought, the peaceful and cheerful light of the patron saint has a certain calming effect on the mind.

While he was sleeping and resting, Bates stuffed his empty box with some winter clothes, candies, and cat food that the old man bought himself.

From the open-air balcony on the second floor, you can see the courtyard of the Granger family, the courtyard of the Loren family next door, and the greenery on both sides of the Hampstead garden path.

"Well……"

As soon as he said this, Ron immediately stared at Lupine with vigilant eyes. The past Defense Against the Dark Arts professors left a bad stereotype on him.

It is rare to see such a miserable wizard, malnourished, mentally exhausted, and with very low magic power.Because he sticks to the bottom line, he has a harder time than other werewolves.

So Bates turned to discuss the itinerary with Monica.

He smiled.

As soon as Loren and Hermione got in the car and put away their luggage, they were caught by Harry and Ron who were guarding the door.

Beneath her palms, she felt Hermione's eyelashes twitching slower, and finally stopped completely, and the girl continued to sleep peacefully.

Hermione shyly opened her eyes. The skin around her eyes could feel the softness and warmth of Loren's palms. Through the small cracks between her fingers, she could see some morning light coming through the window.

Wendell's eyes lit up: "Go! Of course, the clinic has been busy, so you should really relax."

Loren grinned.

The others didn't notice Loren's strangeness. Ron lowered his voice and asked, "Who do you think he is?"

"I think so too." Harry spread his hands, "I also used your analysis to convince Sirius to sign my Hogsmeade permission form."

Wendell put Crookshanks down on the sofa and rubbed his belly: "Can Crookshanks be brought to school? Is it convenient for you to take care of him at school? Otherwise, you should keep him at home."

<divclass="contentadv">Crookshanks lazily opened his mouth: "Aim!"

Hermione's voice came out before hers: "Of course Crookshanks is raised here, I bought him!"

Most of the spring and summer flowers, such as bluebells and tulips, have already bloomed. Only a few sporadic flowers are still hanging their petals tenaciously. Willow orchid, which has a longer flowering period, is still smiling, covered with large and small purple-red flowers. The branches are particularly bright among the shades of green.

September 9st is back to school day.

"Oh, hello Loren and Hermione. All the compartments are occupied, but when I was assigning tasks to the prefects of each college at the back of the car, I seemed to see an empty compartment." Percy frowned. He frowned, adjusted his collar inadvertently, and lifted the chairman's badge on his chest seemingly unintentionally, "Ahem, maybe you want to ask how I assign tasks to prefects. This is because Professor McGonagall assigned the student chairman's The responsibility was given to me.”

Hermione ignored the two people who couldn't figure out the point. She said calmly: "Harry, don't worry too much. We have discussed this matter. Loren and I both think that Bellatrix Rice Strange has escaped from England."

"No need for you to scream!" Hermione's humming sound came from the quilt, a little distorted, and the buzzing sound was a little cute.

Loren blinked his eyes, his expression innocent and simple: "I mean Crookshanks, I want to discuss with you whether to keep it in my house or yours."

Hermione thought about last night's events and the messy dream just now, and a blush suddenly appeared on her cheeks. She shrank into the quilt, half of her face hidden under the quilt, only revealing a pair of smart and shy eyes: "What are you doing here? ?”

They didn't go far when they saw Percy walking towards them with the badge of student president, a look of reserved pride on his face.It's the kind of posture and movement that expects someone to notice his prefect badge, but on his face is a humble expression pretending not to care.

Ron breathed a sigh of relief and said in a sighing tone: "I hope he will be a qualified and normal professor, for our own good and his own good."

Loren lowered his head and met Hermione's brown eyes.

"Yes, Hogsmeade! This year we can go to Honeydukes Candy Shop together!" A dreamy expression appeared on Ron's face, "There is everything there...Pepper Naughty, Candy Cane Quill... …”

Harry listened eagerly, fascinated.

Loren raised his head, met Hermione's slightly complaining gaze, and grinned.