The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 257 The First Day of Summer Vacation

"Let's congratulate Gryffindor for successfully defending this year's House Cup!"

With Dumbledore finalizing.

There was a cheerful celebration in the auditorium, but the joyful shouts were much quieter than last year.

The four hourglasses outside the auditorium were too conspicuous, and the red color of Gryffindor almost covered up the other colors. For such a result, the little wizards had long been prepared.

Everyone just cheered symbolically for a while, and then fell into an inexplicable emotion.

It is undeniable that this year is definitely the hardest year since they went to school.

Whether it's a sudden mysterious incident or an increasingly heavy schoolwork, the young wizards are overwhelmed.

Now that the holiday is approaching, my heart is a little empty.Something seems to be missing.

And in such a mood of worrying about gains and losses, the sophomore life of Harry, Ron and Melda finally came to an end.

The next morning.

The Hogwarts Express train, crowded with little wizards.

Everyone was saying goodbye, and with the roar of the train, the thick white water vapor psyched the entire station.

The suitcases had already been loaded onto the train.

Melda and the others found an empty carriage, and the five sat together talking and laughing.

It seems that only here, the parting atmosphere will not overflow in.

The train drove out slowly, and soon, Hogwarts Castle disappeared from everyone's eyes.

Slowly, the fields, mountains and forests also galloped back quickly, and the free and unrestrained fragrance of green grass in the mountains and fields also gradually dissipated.

What followed was the smell of steel and gasoline that belonged exclusively to the city, and began to slowly fill the entire carriage.

With the final roar, the train slowly entered King's Cross Station in London.

The five little wizards stepped off the train, and while their relatives were waiting, they agreed to send letters during the summer vacation, and then they left.

Speaking of which, the person who came to pick up Ios was an old man who looked very old, dressed in a neat suit and dressed like a London gentleman.

Melda guessed that he should be a housekeeper or something.

Maybe called Alfred Pennyworth?

"what!"

After returning to her house in London, Melda bent over and collapsed on the sofa in a somewhat decadent manner.

Of the Gryffindor team of four, he was the only one who knew the prices in London like the back of his hand.

Because everyone else is picked up by their relatives, only he takes a taxi home by himself.

Na Na!

This time the fare is five pounds more expensive than last year.

It seems that old London is not having a good time playing Mizizi!

Ha ha!

Gradually, in this dead and silent living room, Melda's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and after a while he tilted his head and fell asleep.

It wasn't until late at night that he was woken up by Dobby.

This conscientious worker had already prepared dinner for him.

After a brief meal, Melda took out the second volume of the book that was not yet finished, and continued to rush to draft.

The life of the summer vacation officially begins on the second day.

Melda got up from bed early in the morning, and the first thing she did after washing was to write a letter to Hermione.

With the lessons learned from last summer vacation, how could he fall twice on the same pit this time?

There is nothing in the letter.

Of course, there is no need to have content in the first place, and the content is not important at all, but sending the letter is important.

A letter every day, the goal is achieved!
Next, he had nothing to do, so he had to continue writing books.

And not long after, Dobby sent Hermione's reply back.

Seeing the little witch's handwriting, Melda immediately laughed out loud.

I saw a symbol drawn on a piece of parchment: ?

There is no text, only this question mark.

This doesn't blame Hermione, because the content of Melda's letter is only two words: Are you there?
Afterwards, Melda picked up the quill and wrote six words on her heart: bored ~ let's chat!

After handing the letter back to Dobby, he didn't even write the book, just sat on the chair in a daze, waiting for the little witch's reply.

Relying on the transfer station of Dobby.

Immediately, the two started a 21st century instant messaging.

It feels like chatting on WeChat in a previous life.There is almost no difference except that you can't fight pictures.

They chatted like this until noon.

From astronomy to magic, I talked about summer homework.A famous wizard talked about the recent rise in prices in London.

While chatting, they talked about Defense Against the Dark Arts.

As we all know, this seat has been vacant since Xia Ti left, Harry Ron had speculated on the train.

With the strong background of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor given by Arturia and Xia Ti, the little wizards have strong expectations for the next professor, and he must be an extremely powerful wizard!
Although Melda knew that there was a high probability that this position would fall on Sirius, he did not disclose this information.

After all, what Dumbledore meant was to wait and see for a while, maybe there will be a more suitable candidate in these two months or so?

Suddenly, Melda suddenly thought of someone.

Gellert Grindelwald

Does this legendary wizard, who is still 'unemployed' in Nurmengard, really intend to let others waste his life in it?

Isn't this a pity for this talent?
Why!Having said that, the Harry Potter world I am in now is not the one in the original book. In this world, would Grindelwald really be imprisoned in Nurmengard Castle?

He learned some information about the Saints organization from Hermione, coupled with the Estes family's intertwined sources of information, he has some understanding of the Saints.

This organization now has a huge influence in Northern Europe and even Eastern Europe, and it doesn't seem like a spontaneously formed 'fan' group.It's more like a huge organization premeditated by some people.

Some of their current goals, such as killing Dumbledore, other than the obvious outline, the rest of the goals are still a fog.

This hint of danger is revealed in the dark.

But this has nothing to do with Melda?

If Grindelwald really escaped from Nurmengard Castle, that's Dumbledore's business, it doesn't seem to have anything to do with him!

Would Dumbledore expect a 12-year-old or 13-year-old boy to capture Grindelwald?

He's not Newt!

Happy times are always short.

The conversation with Hermione was eventually interrupted by her parents.

Because Dobby happened to bump into Mrs. Granger when he delivered the letter for the last time.

Just like Dobby, what would be the consequences of being seen by ordinary Muggles?
Mrs. Granger was naturally frightened and passed out on the spot.

For this reason, after returning to the house of the Estes family, Dobby wiped his tears and reflected on his mistakes, hugged the door and started banging on the door frantically, saying that he wanted to punish himself.

Melda who was sitting on the chair quickly stood up and stopped him.

After all, the doors of his house are all antiques, very expensive
(End of this chapter)