Chapter 1683: © Grimmauld Place

Hermione didn't want to go to any ‘exciting place’ at all.

However, one school year of others is seven years for her, and the professor is teaching her different things on every timeline.

After so many years, her understanding of professors has also increased day by day. That person has never understood what it means to refuse, and will only continue to use various means to achieve goals.

He also gave her the status of an ‘International Wizarding Federation Friendship Ambassador’. The ghost knows what's the use.

Miss Granger sighed. She looked at the principal’s office on the other side of the eighth floor, and then looked at Flitwick’s office in a different direction. The two of them didn’t seem to be there. Don’t expect them to appear suddenly to save yourself. Up.

"Well, where are we going?"

She confessed her fate, because resistance was useless. It was commonplace for her to go out in the middle of the night, and she didn't need sleep much anymore.

"We said on the road."

The professor took off his tie with a smile, and led Hermione towards the Owl Tower, where they used to take off when they left school.

This is definitely a quiet corner that is rare in Hogwarts. Few people will come here except for the little lovers who are in love. After all, the excrement of hundreds of owls cannot be cleaned at any time. The smell here is very spicy. .

But love makes people blind.

The speed of the cloak was very fast, and it also turned into the color of the night sky in the dark, taking advantage of the black and high wind, and steadily sent the two back to London.

London is still the same at night, with slippery stone roads due to the humidity, and some old-fashioned street lights on the street. The place where I arrived is a small square. There is no fountain in the square, only a figure of a horseman.

Hermione looked around. She hadn’t been here before, but when she was in the air just now, she saw the train. Then she compared the map of London in her mind according to the direction of the rails. It was confirmed that it was only a few kilometers away from King’s Cross Station. .

"A piece of residence?" she asked.

Su Ming took a breath of the air on the street and walked to a row of buildings across the square: "This is Grimmauld Place. We are here to visit someone."

"Wizard?"

"Yes, it has something to do with you."

The professor stood by the side of the road. He did not aim at a certain door, but faced the gap in the wall between the two houses, as if seeing something on another street through a narrow space.

Here are all old houses. The red bricks have turned dark yellow under the sun and rain. The floor of the door face is covered with marble tiles, which is still clean.

Hermione took out her wand concealedly and hid it in her sleeve: "There is a spell to protect it, because I haven't seen anything."

"It seems that the Order of the Phoenix still moved in early..." The professor squeezed his chin, and did not directly answer the question: "But it doesn't matter. Anyway, we just came to Sirius, after you rehabilitate him. , Harry Potter’s guardian became him, and he wrote the phone number very stylishly on the school registration form. I called him to tell him to meet here."

Sirius was a rebellious teenager when he was in school. He was obviously the son of the magic black family, but he was addicted to motorcycles and Muggle swimsuit models, not to mention that he was the only Gryffindor in the family.

Many wizards don't know what the phone is, and rely entirely on owls, but Sirius is so trendy.

"It's not my credit to discover that the rats are bad, we all know it."

Hermione looked at the professor with helpless eyes. It was obviously his work, but she put the credit on her.

Su Ming smiled and rubbed her head, and then leaned her arm against the lamppost on the side of the road and waited for someone to come: "This is also a kind of knowledge, I am a simple apprentice, "facts" are not for most people. It’s not important. What’s important is what people’s general perception is like. That is to say, it is easier to change the concept of a group of people than to change one’s point of view. This is also a use of herd mentality.

"..."

In the warm breeze of the early summer night, Miss Granger was speechless. Would it be okay for you to teach children how to take advantage of human weakness?

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out of the air in front of them. He was wearing a brown striped suit, long wavy hair with a shawl, and a coquettish mustache.

The man's blue eyes looked a little melancholy, and his aura looked a bit gloomy, but there was no doubt that he was smiling very relaxed now.

"Professor Wilson, I'm sorry to keep you waiting for so long. Something on my side is delayed."

Su Ming also smiled and shook hands with him, not at all slapping the other person's shoulders like other than meeting: "It doesn't matter, it looks like you are in good shape recently."

"The meeting that just came out is not the way it is now." Sirius laughed mockingly, and turned his gaze on Hermione: "When I was first released, I even thought it was a Death Eater scam. When I come to this old house, I hold my magic wand when I sleep...This should be Miss Granger, right?"

Su Ming patted Hermione's head and pushed her forward: "Yes, she is your savior. I hope you don't mind me saying that, but I heard that Azkaban is hell."

Sirius shook his head quickly and bent down to shake hands with Hermione: "It is indeed there. She really saved my life. Although I can avoid the dementor's emotions through Animagus, I cannot guarantee that every time Good luck. Hello, Miss Granger, thank you. If you have anything you want me to do, I can do it for you."

"It doesn't have to be, I actually just did what I was supposed to do."

Hermione smiled politely and refused. The other party was so full that she didn't believe in such politeness.

"Do you like flying broomsticks or flying motorcycles? I can ask someone to order them for you."

Sirius blinked and said playfully.

He obviously still treated Hermione as an ordinary child. His previous words were not polite, but he underestimated Hermione's current vision.

Miss Granger once again declined the so-called gift. Even after the miracle serum was injected, her body's balance and tolerance have gone up a big step, but she still doesn't like things like broomsticks.

After all, compared with the flying carpet of my own professor~www.NovelMTL.com~ the broom is very insecure and not smart at all.

Sirius stood on the street and greeted a few more words before he started talking about business: "Look at me, according to politeness, I should invite you to visit my old home, but for some reasons that cannot be said, it is not convenient now. ."

Su Ming handed Sirius a cigarette and lit one himself: "I understand, you joined the Order of the Phoenix and contributed your family's ancestral home to become the new headquarters, because the secret of the Curse of Heartless Faith is Deng Bu. Lido, so you can't even mention this topic with others, let alone invite us in. Only the principal has the authority."

Hearing this, the Black family man's expression became very strange. He seemed to want to say something, but limited by his oath, he couldn't say anything, even nodding his head.

After trying for a long time, he sighed and changed the subject: "You asked me to meet here, specifically for what?"

"I found something related to Voldemort's Horcrux. Can you bring out the house elves at home? Or let Dumbledore come out and pick us up?" Flashing in the wind.