The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Night falls.

The annual Academy Cup awards ceremony and year-end banquet are about to begin.

This is the year of total victory for Gryffindor.

The Quidditch champion adds 150 points to the house.

During the Philosopher's Stone incident, Anthony and the others were each given a hundred points by Dumbledore.

By the end of the semester, Gryffindor's house points reached an unprecedented 700 points.

Everything is so natural.

The auditorium is filled with the red and gold colors of the lion.On the wall behind the guest of honor seat was a huge banner depicting the Gryffindor Lion.

Every professor was present, especially Professor McGonagall, who had a smile on his face.

After all, it was Gryffindor who ended Slytherin's seven-game winning streak.

And they also won Quidditch.

The noisy voices in the auditorium almost all belonged to the little lions, with some voices from Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff mixed in. Although they did not win, it was still a joy to watch the Slytherins deflate. .

It was a Gryffindor night, and the sea of ​​red continued into the night.

It wasn't until the new sun shone into the dormitory the next day that the little wizards realized that this year was really over.

Seemingly overnight, their closets were emptied and their luggage packed.

Ron was already familiar with this. What does a magical castle automatically collect clothes?The castle also does laundry!

The whole dormitory also has Anthony who understands that all this is the result of educating the elves. They will solve all life problems for the little wizard late at night.

Of course, he would never say this.

Because he didn't want Hermione to hear it, let alone cause trouble for himself.

When the little wizards left the castle one after another, the feeling of separation arose spontaneously.

Still under the leadership of Hagrid, the first graders took a boat across the Black Lake and headed to Hogsmeade Station.

I don’t know where the rule came from, but this can be regarded as fulfilling one of Anthony’s wishes.

Although the feeling of crossing the Black Lake during the day is completely different from that at night, it is at least half a circle.

Now, Anthony and the others have boarded the Hogwarts Express, and with the noisy sound of farewell, the train started slowly.

Soon, the forest outside the window began to slowly decrease.

Then came the countryside, and slowly towns appeared one after another.

They ate the snacks Harry bought and talked happily about the future.

In the cozy cubicle, Anthony almost forgot about the weird dream that day.

He was completely in a cheerful mood.

As the train approached London, the little wizards began to take off their wizard robes one after another and put on their own clothes.

When Hariri re-entered the cubicle wearing a small suit that exposed his trouser legs, everyone smiled in unison.

Because none of their clothes fit well.

Finally, the train slowly stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King's Cross Station.

There was a sound like the roar of steam.All the little wizards began to walk out of the train reluctantly.

It took them a long time to get out of the platform, because the shriveled old guard was standing guard at the partition wall. No matter how much the other little wizards tried to persuade him, he just refused to let go. He insisted that only two or three people were allowed to pass through the partition wall at a time.

He said it was to avoid attracting the attention of Muggles.

And Anthony just believed this reason.

"You must invite me to your home this summer, otherwise - I will sever ties with you for one semester!" Before leaving, Ron was still chattering to Anthony.

Ever since he found out that he was actually a prince, he had asked to go to Buckingham Palace more than once.Or take a look at some castle.

"I will write you a letter, just remember to accept it." Anthony waved his hand impatiently. Why does this guy always think that he will not invite him?

This is already Ron's request for who knows how many times.

He's not a Slytherin.

Will you still make friends because of your family background?

"I will write to each of you."

"Thank you!" Harry said, "This is summer vacation, one of the few things I look forward to."

"I-I'm a little scared. What if the Queen doesn't like me, will she kick me out?"

Unlike Harry, who was careless and reckless, Hermione couldn't help but worry when she talked about going to Buckingham Palace during the summer vacation.The fear is almost written on his face.

"Don't worry! Although my aunt is a little bit petty, she will definitely not get angry with an 11-year-old, no-12-year-old girl." A trace of treachery flashed in Anthony's eyes, and then he said inexplicably said the cold voice.

"By the way, this sentence must be kept secret. Don't tell it to the Queen."

"You know—be careful!"

"Hee hee!" As smart as Hermione was, she naturally knew that Anthony was joking. Her eyes narrowed into slits and the corners of her mouth raised into a smile.Then he said jokingly: "Then I will definitely say, if you expose Anthony who is disrespectful to Her Majesty the Queen, will I be knighted?"

"I guess not," Anthony said, grinning at her.

Afterwards, several people passed the exit together.

After Harry came out, everyone announced that they had "temporarily" left the magical world.

As soon as they walked out of the cubicle, a high-pitched shout came from the ears of the four little ones.

"He's there! Mom, he's there!"

The voice in the crowd was very clear, and a little girl with red hair like Ron was looking at them cheeringly.

"Harry Potter!" she shouted excitedly: "Yes, Harry Potter!"

"Don't yell, Ginny, it's rude to point at people."

Mrs. Weasley lowered her head and scolded her daughter before looking at them with a smile again.

"Thank you for your hard work this year. I read the professor's letter." She held Ginny's hand and said after walking in.

"Oh! It's nothing, ma'am." Anthony and Harry said in unison.

"Thank you for the fudge and the sweater you gave me, Mrs. Weasley." Harry said alone, his expression was serious. Although those things were not expensive, he could feel the warm feelings in them. .

"Don't say that, those things are nothing. Honey."

Harry felt very comfortable talking with Mrs. Weasley.

He felt an emotion he had never felt before in this chubby middle-aged woman.

Harry didn't find Aunt Petunia or Uncle Vernon in the crowd. Although he didn't think that the Dursleys had come to pick him up from the bottom of his heart, he still felt a small touch in his heart.

Until he heard a cry: "Harry!"

——That's Lady Dorothy.

She was standing in the crowd, waiting for him.