Chapter 368 The end of the holiday
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
The matter of rest had nothing to do with Mr. Weasley. After drinking a glass of whiskey and swallowing two sandwiches, he left the Burrow regardless of Mrs. Weasley's obstruction.
Percy followed enthusiastically.
Su Er guessed that he wanted to perform more during this period and strive to gain recognition from the leader and climb up the ladder.
After breakfast, they took a short rest until noon. In the afternoon, at the suggestion of Fred and George, they played a game of Quidditch in the garden. They mainly aimed at the goblins running around in the grass and put them in the ground. Throw it around in the air with a stick.
It was almost midnight that day when Soul heard rustling noises from downstairs in his room. It was Mr. Weasley who had returned. He listened attentively for a while.
From the exchange between Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I heard a few words.
"Batti, he..."
"Take the blame..."
"Resigning...may face jail time..."
"Dumbledore..."
He couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. It was probably because Mr. and Mrs. Weasley returned to the bedroom and closed the door.
The next day, the new Daily Prophet arrived. On the page was a large picture of Barty Crouch standing on the podium and bowing, and a bold and enlarged title--'Barty Crouch Qi took the blame and resigned'
As expected, it was obviously impossible for Fudge to use his capable men to take the blame. The only option was Old Barty.
The second page is Fudge's speech. He leads the Dark Mark incident to a wizard pretending to be a Death Eater to try to attract attention at the Quidditch World Cup. He apologizes for causing trouble to the public, etc...
The storm of the World Cup final seems to have subsided, but how many undercurrents are surging underneath?
Soul didn't know and wasn't interested. After resting for a night at the Burrow, he returned to Lily Street with Hermione to spend the last week with his family before the start of the new semester.
During this period, I took a day to go to Diagon Alley to buy items on the school list. This semester I got an extra one---'a dress robe'
This was the last thing he needed to buy, and Hermione wouldn't let him in to see what kind of dress she had ordered, saying she wanted to save the surprise for last.
Soul could only go to Gringotts to see how much wealth his parents left in the vault and whether it was enough to buy a shop in Diagon Alley.
"There are a total of 3127 Galleons, 6 Silver Sickles and 97 Copper Nuts in the vault, Mr. Bones." The old goblin in front of the Gringotts counter said respectfully.
3000 galleons sounds like a lot, but it can't buy a shop in a popular area of Diagon Alley. Soul deeply felt his poverty.
According to people from Gringotts, a location like Flourish and Blotts Bookstore is worth at least [-] Galleons.
Soul was walking on the streets of Diagon Alley, looking around at the surrounding stores. He wanted to invest in the brothers Fred and George. The two brothers were serious, but the streets of Diagon Alley were still busy and lively. Fudge's words were very useful. Many people Everyone believed that the Dark Mark was just a prank.
Pedestrians coming and going still had smiles on their faces and walked leisurely on the stone road, but Suer, who knew what was going on, knew that this was just false prosperity.
It seems that we can only wait for Lao Fu to rise and see if there is a chance to buy the bottom.
No, there will definitely be a chance to buy at the bottom, but I don’t know if the 3000 Galleons will be enough by then.
Amelia Bones sent Soul a letter, praising them for their bravery in defeating the Death Eaters, but also criticizing them. She believed that the best option at the time was to call the adults to deal with it. this matter.
Amelia mentioned in the letter that she hid their performance in order to protect them, which was what Dumbledore meant.
Along with the letter came the results of the treatment of the wizard named Ter. He was kicked out of the Auror office and transferred to a nursing home department with only three or two kittens.
The vacation came to an end soon. On this day, Soul and Hermione prepared their luggage and waited for Mr. Granger to drive the car to the door. The heavy rain pounded on the windows, marking the final chapter of the vacation.
Granger and Mrs. Ellison were in the kitchen preparing their lunch for the train.
Angel was naturally a little reluctant to leave her brother and sister-in-law on this day, but after three years, she had gotten used to it.
Well, yes, you read that right, she is called sister-in-law. Angel keenly noticed something was wrong between her brother and Sister Granger.
"Didi..." Mr. Granger honked the horn at the door.
With the sound of brakes, the time slipped quietly to ten-thirty. Soul and Hermione carried their luggage and walked at the door of King's Cross Station, waving goodbye to Mr. Granger.
At 45:[-], they crossed platform nine and three-quarters and arrived in front of the quaint steam train.
At ten fifty, Hermione and Soul found an empty suitcase and sat down quietly.
At 55:5, with [-] minutes left before the departure time, the Weasley family and Harry hurriedly pushed the luggage trolley into Sur's sight. Ron's expression was disgusting, and he didn't know what happened. Unpleasant events.
Strangely, Soul did not see Mr. Weasley.
"Crash." The compartment door of the carriage was opened, and Draco Malfoy stood at the door of the compartment with a pale face, his head lowered. His father Malfoy Sr. was still standing in front of Draco, holding the snake-head crutch. next to.
"Hello, are you Soul Bones?" Old Malfoy said with a hint of politeness in his tone, looking at Soul and Hermione who were looking at them in surprise in the box.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Soul nodded.
Old Malfoy raised his hand to push his son into the compartment, and stepped in himself.
"Crash." The compartment door closed automatically.
The atmosphere was silent for about a minute before Old Malfoy said, "As for what happened on the day of the Quidditch World Cup, I heard from Rufus that you saved Draco. I think it is necessary to express it to you in person. grateful."
A smile appeared on Soul's lips, and he looked at Draco with interest, who lowered his head and remained silent, "You're welcome, Mr. Malfoy."
"I think that as long as Hogwarts students encounter similar situations, they will choose to take action if their strength allows. After all, they are Death Eaters."
Old Malfoy nodded without changing his expression, "Anyway, you saved Draco, and I must express my gratitude for that."
With that said, Old Malfoy turned to his son and whispered a reminder.
"Draco."
Draco Malfoy's body trembled, and he looked up at Sur. When he met Sur's interested eyes, Draco's eyes flashed with fear, and he lowered his head again. After dozens of seconds, Only then did he spit out a sentence from his mouth imperceptibly---
"Thank you."
The whistle of imminent departure sounded outside the carriage. Old Malfoy took out a cloth bag from his arms, took a few steps forward and placed it on the table. There was a pleasant sound of gold coins colliding in the bag.
"A small thank you is not a sign of respect."
After saying that, Old Malfoy took his little Malfoy and exited the compartment.
Outside the train, Mrs. Weasley anxiously pushed her sons onto the train one by one.
Percy followed enthusiastically.
Su Er guessed that he wanted to perform more during this period and strive to gain recognition from the leader and climb up the ladder.
After breakfast, they took a short rest until noon. In the afternoon, at the suggestion of Fred and George, they played a game of Quidditch in the garden. They mainly aimed at the goblins running around in the grass and put them in the ground. Throw it around in the air with a stick.
It was almost midnight that day when Soul heard rustling noises from downstairs in his room. It was Mr. Weasley who had returned. He listened attentively for a while.
From the exchange between Mr. and Mrs. Weasley, I heard a few words.
"Batti, he..."
"Take the blame..."
"Resigning...may face jail time..."
"Dumbledore..."
He couldn't hear the rest of the words clearly. It was probably because Mr. and Mrs. Weasley returned to the bedroom and closed the door.
The next day, the new Daily Prophet arrived. On the page was a large picture of Barty Crouch standing on the podium and bowing, and a bold and enlarged title--'Barty Crouch Qi took the blame and resigned'
As expected, it was obviously impossible for Fudge to use his capable men to take the blame. The only option was Old Barty.
The second page is Fudge's speech. He leads the Dark Mark incident to a wizard pretending to be a Death Eater to try to attract attention at the Quidditch World Cup. He apologizes for causing trouble to the public, etc...
The storm of the World Cup final seems to have subsided, but how many undercurrents are surging underneath?
Soul didn't know and wasn't interested. After resting for a night at the Burrow, he returned to Lily Street with Hermione to spend the last week with his family before the start of the new semester.
During this period, I took a day to go to Diagon Alley to buy items on the school list. This semester I got an extra one---'a dress robe'
This was the last thing he needed to buy, and Hermione wouldn't let him in to see what kind of dress she had ordered, saying she wanted to save the surprise for last.
Soul could only go to Gringotts to see how much wealth his parents left in the vault and whether it was enough to buy a shop in Diagon Alley.
"There are a total of 3127 Galleons, 6 Silver Sickles and 97 Copper Nuts in the vault, Mr. Bones." The old goblin in front of the Gringotts counter said respectfully.
3000 galleons sounds like a lot, but it can't buy a shop in a popular area of Diagon Alley. Soul deeply felt his poverty.
According to people from Gringotts, a location like Flourish and Blotts Bookstore is worth at least [-] Galleons.
Soul was walking on the streets of Diagon Alley, looking around at the surrounding stores. He wanted to invest in the brothers Fred and George. The two brothers were serious, but the streets of Diagon Alley were still busy and lively. Fudge's words were very useful. Many people Everyone believed that the Dark Mark was just a prank.
Pedestrians coming and going still had smiles on their faces and walked leisurely on the stone road, but Suer, who knew what was going on, knew that this was just false prosperity.
It seems that we can only wait for Lao Fu to rise and see if there is a chance to buy the bottom.
No, there will definitely be a chance to buy at the bottom, but I don’t know if the 3000 Galleons will be enough by then.
Amelia Bones sent Soul a letter, praising them for their bravery in defeating the Death Eaters, but also criticizing them. She believed that the best option at the time was to call the adults to deal with it. this matter.
Amelia mentioned in the letter that she hid their performance in order to protect them, which was what Dumbledore meant.
Along with the letter came the results of the treatment of the wizard named Ter. He was kicked out of the Auror office and transferred to a nursing home department with only three or two kittens.
The vacation came to an end soon. On this day, Soul and Hermione prepared their luggage and waited for Mr. Granger to drive the car to the door. The heavy rain pounded on the windows, marking the final chapter of the vacation.
Granger and Mrs. Ellison were in the kitchen preparing their lunch for the train.
Angel was naturally a little reluctant to leave her brother and sister-in-law on this day, but after three years, she had gotten used to it.
Well, yes, you read that right, she is called sister-in-law. Angel keenly noticed something was wrong between her brother and Sister Granger.
"Didi..." Mr. Granger honked the horn at the door.
With the sound of brakes, the time slipped quietly to ten-thirty. Soul and Hermione carried their luggage and walked at the door of King's Cross Station, waving goodbye to Mr. Granger.
At 45:[-], they crossed platform nine and three-quarters and arrived in front of the quaint steam train.
At ten fifty, Hermione and Soul found an empty suitcase and sat down quietly.
At 55:5, with [-] minutes left before the departure time, the Weasley family and Harry hurriedly pushed the luggage trolley into Sur's sight. Ron's expression was disgusting, and he didn't know what happened. Unpleasant events.
Strangely, Soul did not see Mr. Weasley.
"Crash." The compartment door of the carriage was opened, and Draco Malfoy stood at the door of the compartment with a pale face, his head lowered. His father Malfoy Sr. was still standing in front of Draco, holding the snake-head crutch. next to.
"Hello, are you Soul Bones?" Old Malfoy said with a hint of politeness in his tone, looking at Soul and Hermione who were looking at them in surprise in the box.
"Hello, Mr. Malfoy." Soul nodded.
Old Malfoy raised his hand to push his son into the compartment, and stepped in himself.
"Crash." The compartment door closed automatically.
The atmosphere was silent for about a minute before Old Malfoy said, "As for what happened on the day of the Quidditch World Cup, I heard from Rufus that you saved Draco. I think it is necessary to express it to you in person. grateful."
A smile appeared on Soul's lips, and he looked at Draco with interest, who lowered his head and remained silent, "You're welcome, Mr. Malfoy."
"I think that as long as Hogwarts students encounter similar situations, they will choose to take action if their strength allows. After all, they are Death Eaters."
Old Malfoy nodded without changing his expression, "Anyway, you saved Draco, and I must express my gratitude for that."
With that said, Old Malfoy turned to his son and whispered a reminder.
"Draco."
Draco Malfoy's body trembled, and he looked up at Sur. When he met Sur's interested eyes, Draco's eyes flashed with fear, and he lowered his head again. After dozens of seconds, Only then did he spit out a sentence from his mouth imperceptibly---
"Thank you."
The whistle of imminent departure sounded outside the carriage. Old Malfoy took out a cloth bag from his arms, took a few steps forward and placed it on the table. There was a pleasant sound of gold coins colliding in the bag.
"A small thank you is not a sign of respect."
After saying that, Old Malfoy took his little Malfoy and exited the compartment.
Outside the train, Mrs. Weasley anxiously pushed her sons onto the train one by one.
