Chapter 351 Interesting Facts
After watching Wright and Harry walk away, Hermione grabbed Ron, who had turned gray, and walked towards the prefects' carriage.
"Harry, Light, there's still room here, come on, come on!"
After taking two steps, Ginny, who was not far away, stuck her head out of the carriage and greeted him.
Neither Wright nor Harry refused the good offer. They walked quickly into the carriage and found empty seats to sit down.
"Ginny, Luna! Long time no see, how was your summer vacation?"
Hearing Wright's polite greeting, the two little witches looked at each other.
Then, I don't know what funny thing they thought of, they all chuckled, and after a long time they replied:
"Long time no see, I'm fine!"
After exchanging a few pleasantries with the two girls, Wright pulled out a tape recorder from his pocket that was recording Ron's quotes.
"Harry, this is for you!"
Harry, who was chatting with Luna, subconsciously took the thing handed to him and asked hesitantly:
"What is this? Why are you giving this to me?"
Seeing Harry's confused expression, Wright didn't point it out, but said mysteriously:
"You might need it in the future. If you're afraid Ron will break your legs, you can use this to threaten him."
"The trick is probably, you don't want anyone to know..."
Just as Light was instructing Harry on how to use it, a soft female voice sounded:
"Harry, what are you holding?"
Ginny looked at Harry with a slightly blushing face, not knowing whether she was really curious or just wanted to talk to him specifically.
Harry tilted his head, operated the recorder clumsily, and said to the curious Ginny:
“This is a recorder, a tool that can record sounds!”
While he was explaining, he accidentally pressed the play button.
At this moment, the entire carriage was filled with Ron's dirty talk about Krum before he stopped being a fan.
Things like sleeping together, sitting together, I can eat his leftovers, he is the best…
Ginny felt bad after hearing those dirty words from her brother.
When Harry hurriedly pressed the recording button, Ginny explained in a daze:
"Did Ron say that?"
"He's not usually like this. He's just... just... just..."
As she spoke, she covered her face and could not continue.
"It's okay, Ginny!"
"After listening to his recordings, even the harassment of horseflies has decreased a lot."
Luna's ethereal voice sounded, comforting Ginny who was feeling embarrassed for others.
"Don't be embarrassed about Ron. Maybe with this thing, you can deal with him quickly."
After a vague explanation, Wright asked Harry to put away the recorder and abruptly changed the subject.
The four of them chatted in the carriage for about an hour.
Ron and Hermione, who had completed their patrol mission, did not choose to stay in the prefect's carriage, but ran over directly.
Ginny looked at her brother who pushed the door open, and she was completely furious.
Wright and Harry's eyes were wandering, and they seemed to be completely afraid to look Ron in the face.
Luna looked at him intently, as if he were a rare and exotic animal.
Ron, a carefree man, found a seat and sat down as soon as he entered the door, without noticing anything at all.
Hermione did feel something was wrong, but she didn't think much about it.
Instead, he excitedly shared with the people in the carriage the first-hand news about who in each college had become the prefect.
The scenery outside the window kept receding, and the train continued to run until it gradually darkened, then slowly stopped at the station.
After the train stopped, Wright and his group got off quickly without delay.
Then, they got on the carriage pulled by the Thestrals with ease and drove towards the castle along the deserted path.
It didn't take long before the carriage slowly stopped at the castle gate.
After Wright got off the carriage and was about to follow the crowd to the castle, he heard Harry's slightly anxious voice:
"Wright, I don't know where Hagrid went. He wasn't the one who greeted the new students just now."
"There weren't even any lights on in his house, where do you think he would go?"
"Then is there a possibility that he went on his honeymoon with someone else?"
Wright looked indifferent and casually threw dirty water on Hagrid.
"Going... on... a honeymoon, this... shouldn't be possible... I can't even skip work..."
As Harry was talking, he suddenly remembered that last semester, Hagrid dressed up and went on a date with Maxim.
Although there seemed to be some conflicts between them, their relationship was restored later.
Thinking of this, Harry became less and less confident as he spoke, and in the end he just stopped talking.
Ron's eyes lit up when he heard the gossip, and he said excitedly: "I have to say, what Wright said is very likely!"
"They are a perfect match. Madame Maxime, the headmistress of Beauxbatons Academy. They are a perfect match!"
Ginny looked at Harry furtively and repeated Ron's words:
"Yes! Yes! They are about the same size and height, so it's really possible."
"Perhaps, Hagrid and Madame Maxime are going together to find their families?"
Luna walked slowly, expressing her guesses in a vague tone.
"You can't just quit your job and go traveling!"
"Besides, a honeymoon trip can only be taken after marriage or engagement!"
Even Hermione couldn't help but join in the discussion.
After hearing that their topic had turned to "Should we hire a priest for marriage?", Wright scratched his head speechlessly.
While chatting about gossip, they soon walked through the foyer and into the auditorium where the banquet was to be held.
The candles in the auditorium were hung high under the ceiling which looked like the night sky.
Just like the stars, they illuminate the dark night incredibly brightly.
The layout of the auditorium was the same as usual, with four huge long tables neatly arranged, symbolizing the four colleges.
Luna left them and headed for the Ravenclaw table, and Ginny was called away by her fellow fourth years.
Wright, Harry, Ron and Hermione found an empty seat at the long table of Gryffindor House and sat down.
After settling down, Wright simply glanced around the lobby, and then he set his sights on the professor's seat.
Dumbledore, wearing a dark purple robe, was sitting in a high-backed golden chair in the middle of the table.
Next to him was a witch wearing a pink sweater, short and fat, with short brown hair and a toad-like face.
The witch had a fake smile on her face and was chatting with Dumbledore.
"Umbridge! I didn't expect her to come after all!"
"Even with Dumbledore's prestige, he couldn't prevent Hogwarts from being dragged into the vortex of political struggle!"
"Or was it because of Dumbledore's belief that 'power should be restrained' that he was targeted by the opposition?"
Wright couldn't help but narrow his eyes and began to secretly wonder what her purpose in coming here was.
