The next morning, the students packed their luggage and squeezed into the hall to wait for the carriage to take them to the station. Harry carried the box in his left hand and the cage with Hedwig in his right hand, watching Mrs. Maxim and Fleur walk towards the lawn where Boothbaton's carriage was parked.

"Furong said she planned to find a job in the UK. At this sensitive time... what did she think?" Ron asked.

Harry shrugged, and he couldn't answer. His eyes passed by everyone, Hermione and Clum were saying their final farewell, and Hermione shook her head in embarrassment.

"They were all in the last year of school, aren't they?" Harry suddenly realized this.

"Yes, this shows that our trophy is full of gold." Ron said with satisfaction. "More importantly, including the rewards given by the 'Future World' company, I saved almost a thousand Gallons... This is a lot of money." He said with a blushing face.

"I heard you want to be an Auror?" Collins asked behind him with a hint of provocative meaning.

"Yes." Ron slowly turned around and looked at her and said.

"Then you have to work harder... Otherwise, you will suffer when you go in," Collins said.

Ron was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and Harry had already widened his eyes.

"Collins, you won't have already"

"Glad you realize this, Harry." Collins squinted his eyes and smiled, which made her thick eyebrows more prominent, like two caterpillars, and she said happily: "I am already a preparatory Auror, the letter from Ms. Bones in person"

"This is impossible!" Ron shouted.

Collins took out a letter from his pocket proudly, "I sent it this morning... although it was a bit sloppy, but it is understandable. I think she must have been busy these days."

Harry looked at the note swaying in front of him in a daze. The words on it could no longer be described as sloppy, as if they were chewed out by a dog. What's so bad is that Harry felt that the handwriting looked familiar.

It was written by Sirius.

"Slowly" Ron also discovered something. He squinted his eyes and looked at the notes, as if he was still confirming.

Harry hurriedly patted Ron on the back and said unnaturally: "Collins, do you admire Ms. Bones?"

Collins hummed twice and put away the note with satisfaction.

"Of course, my goal is to be the next Minister of Magic."

At this time Hermione came back and cleared her throat behind Collins, "So, do I have a competitor?" she said with a straight face.

Collins turned around and looked at Hermione with a scrutiny look, "You want to be the Minister of Magic, too?"

The eyes of the two girls seemed to be full of sparks, and Harry and Ron were trembling. Hermione tried her best to lift her chest and look at Collins.

"What did you think? Want to make history and become the first Muggle-born magic minister?"

"It already has it, Nobi Ritchie, he is the first one." Hermione said without hesitation.

"That's the first female magic secretary who was born into a Muggle?" Collins said immediately.

"I'm not very interested in this title, but I just think that some things must be done..." Hermione stared at Collins' face and asked inadvertently: "By the way, do you have a house elf at home?"

"Yes," Collins said.

"Do you have a good relationship?" Hermione asked immediately.

"It's OK" Collins was confused.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "Then we already have some common language, I founded an organization, well, it's temporarily closed...but if you're interested..." She pulled Collins to the corner.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"Hermione won't think"

"There is a high probability..."

They stared at Collins and Hermione's faces intently, and they were noisy in the hall, and they could not hear what they said. Harry and Ron could only observe the expressions of the two girls. After a while, Hermione walked over with smugness.

"You succeeded?" Ron asked incrediblely.

"Oh, what do you mean?" Hermione shook her head. "She was quite interested, but she was very resistant to that name."

"This is strange." Ron said dryly, "Why can a domestic elf's rights promotion association call it 'vomiting'?"

"I said it! It's not vomiting, it's S.P.E.W.!" Hermione said angrily.

At this time, the horse-drawn carriage was "wheeled" towards them, and they hurriedly jumped onto a carriage. Harry stared at the place where the shaft was ecstatic, "There is something there, is it? A horse called uh, the Night Hedge?"

It's strange that he didn't pay attention to this for nearly four years. But once he knew the name from the book, he could find many unusual and faint panting sounds, and the sound of his hooves stepping on the ground, which was obviously so obvious.

Hermione also stared at the blank space. The carriage began to move forward under the pull of an invisible force.

"I have only seen this creature in pictures... Of course, I don't feel sorry, their reputation is not good... It is related to their traits. Only those who have seen death can see them. It may be a unique principle of invisibility..."

"Lun can see the Hedges." Ron said suddenly, then explained: "I eavesdropped on Ginny's words."

Hermione stared at Ron and said sarcastically: "You are not shy about it."

"I didn't mean it." Ron shrugged, "It wasn't long before the Christmas holiday passed, and she planned to prepare a birthday gift for Luna..."

Harry suddenly remembered his experience at the "Future World No. 1 Store" before school started. Luna came with her father, and she had known her for so long that she never seemed to mention her mother.

"I hope we won't see it in our lifetime," Ron said expectantly as he got out of the car, "although it's a little unlikely I mean, hope is great!"

Harry and Hermione pulled the corners of their mouths.

The sky was cloudless, but the three of them were all a little melancholy.

They found an empty car on the train that was parked in advance at Hogsmeade Station. Harry placed Hedwig's cage in the corner. He tried to stay away from Ron's piglet. The piglet was too noisy, which had affected Hedwig's dozing off. Hermione's Crook Mountain was huddled in the empty seat next to her, like a ginger cushion.

"Does Crum want to invite you to his place for the summer vacation?" Harry asked, who had heard Hermione mention it before.

"Yes," said Hermione, "but I refuse, you know, in this case..."

At this time, the door was opened from the outside.

Fred poked his head out and asked with a smile, "Do you want to play cards?" He flashed in, "Don't push me, George."

"I don't have this door, it seems that it's broken!" George closed the door hard, making a "bang bang" sound.

"Ouch!" A scream almost touched George's ear. The door was closed.

George took a few steps back in fear and stared at the door in surprise.

"There's something out there," he said affirmatively.

Needless to say, the people in the box also noticed an abnormality. Outside the glass window, a round, frightened face appeared from the air.

"It's Crab!" Harry shouted, and he thought of something, immediately pulled out his wand, looked around, constantly searching for the air around him.

"How?" Ron and Hermione asked breathlessly, with a large piece of cauldron cake stuffed into Ron's mouth. But the long tacit understanding made them pull out their wand at the same time.

Half a flashing wand was handed out from the air. Harry opened his eyes wide and said it was soon, as if someone had lit a box of fireworks in the private room. The spell was emitted from different angles, and the strong light and loud noise burst into the narrow space.

When everything calmed down, Harry, Ron and Hermione lowered their heads and looked at Draco and Gole, who were unconscious in the corner, and Fred was squatting beside them.

"They seemed to have used the illusion mantra, but they had a wonderful reaction with the evil mantra on their bodies..."

Draco and Goll were all green and purple, and they also grew various hairs and pustules, which looked miserable.

George opened the car door, glanced at both sides quickly, turned his head and said, "Who used the hairy curse when that fat boy ran away?" He asked, looking at Draco on the ground.

"I." Harry said.

"Wonderful effect, Fred, what do you think? Maybe we can develop a series of hairy people?" he said politely.

Finally, they placed Draco and Gole next door and came back to play the explosion card.

Fred and George were in high spirits. When they reached the fifth set, Harry couldn't help asking them: "Is there anything happy?"

"We're showing it very clearly?" Fred and George looked at each other and asked together.

"Yes, stop keeping it aside," Ron muttered, his face covered with notes, "We're just in need of some fun."

"So, OK," George said seriously, "we can't wait."

"What can't wait?" Harry asked.

"Didn't we say to try it on the next professor's birthday?" Fred said with a smile, "but then he thought about it, it would be a pity to wait for a whole year."

"What did you do?" Harry asked, holding his breath, "The professor will definitely find out."

"That's not necessarily," Fred retorted, "we borrowed from the practices in "The Adventures of the Little Wizard Micky"... The scare box, even the springs and horror dolls are handmade, I don't believe he can find it in advance."

"What kind of doll is it?" Ron was shocked.

"No nose monster." Fred said without thinking.

Ron coughed violently, and the cake was flying. "God, mysterious man?"

"You guessed it. Great idea, right? We don't think it will be out of date in another year or two." George said with a grin.

Hermione raised her head from the magic note and looked at the twins in surprise. They could even think of this method, and they must have spent a lot of effort...

Meanwhile, Felix sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, holding his chin with one hand, staring bored at the quickly passing scenery around him. He stretched out his other free hand and bounced on the bare doll's head, which immediately swayed back and forth under the action of the spring.

"The workmanship is quite exquisite, and I am surprisingly brave... I hope that a few Death Eaters can come to practice my skills in the next journey." Felix said itchyly. He would not admit that there was a moment when he was really scared.

...

The Hogwarts Express train passed through villages and towns, and finally stopped at King's Cross Station without any accidents. When he came out of the platform, Harry said goodbye to his companions, and the ostentatious glanced at a familiar figure. He turned his head and the man seemed to disappear in an instant.

Strange, is it the professor? Or is it his eyes dazzled?

"I said, what are you waiting for?" Uncle Feinon looked at Harry with an angry look, or the muscles on his face kept twitching.
Chapter completed!