Hogwarts Card Drawer

Harry couldn't see how he could cope with it other than just accommodating, he nodded but said nothing. Slughorn looked at Harry with a grin.

"What a humble boy, no wonder Dumbledore valued you so much... So you were really there? But the rest of the story is obviously more sensitive, so many things are more difficult to be sure; for example, that The prophecy in the legend..."

"We have never heard of a prophecy," Neville said, his face turning red like a geranium when he said this.

"Yes," Ginny said categorically, "Neville and I were both present at the time, and all the **** comments about the ‘chosen ones’ were all rumours made by the Daily Prophet."

"You two were there at the time, didn't you?" Slughorn asked happily, looking at Ginny and then at Neville, but the two of them sat there without saying a word.

"Yeah... Um... The report in the Daily Prophet is sometimes exaggerated, of course..." Slughorn continued, his voice sounding a little disappointed. "I remember Gwen told me that..."

He fell into his own memories for himself, but Harry intuitively felt that Slughorn would not ignore him so easily, and the performance of Neville and Ginny seemed difficult to satisfy him. appetite.

In the afternoon, time passed slowly, and Slughorn talked endlessly about the outstanding wizards he had taught. They were all honored to join the so-called "hogwarts" house he founded at Hogwarts. Slug Club". Harry couldn't wait to leave quickly, but couldn't think of a good idea for a polite request. Finally, when the train drove into the red sunset light from another section of thick fog, Slughorn looked around, and the light of the sunset made him blink.

"Oh my god, it's dark already! I didn't even notice that you all lit the oil lamps! You'd better hurry up and put on your school uniforms now, everyone. McLagen, you can come anytime Here I am, I will lend you the book about Pygmy Pigs. Harry, Bryce, you can come here too. And you, miss," he blinked at Ginny. "Okay, go, go!"

When he pushed Harry into the dim train aisle, Zabini gave him a ferocious look, and Harry returned the color. He and Ginny, Neville followed Zabini back to the other end of the train.

"I'm glad he finally let us out," Neville whispered, "He is such a weird person, isn't he?"

"Yeah, kind of," Harry said, staring at Zabini. "Why are you there too, Ginny?"

"He saw that I cast a spell on Zacharys Smith," Ginny said, "Do you remember that we were in D.A. The silly boy from Hefpaff College at the party? He kept asking me What happened at the Ministry of Magic that night, I was so annoyed by him that I finally cast a spell on him. It happened that Slughorn came over and saw all this. I thought I was going to be fined and confined, but he actually Said that the magic I just performed was wonderful, and then invited me to lunch! This is crazy, right?"

"But at least they have more face than those who got invited in the light of their mother," Harry said, frowning at the back of Zabini's head, "or it's just because of their uncle..."

In Box C, Cronos was almost asleep listening to Slughorn's words. Finally, he waited until Slughorn sent them away, but he had to put on his colonel in advance to perform the duties of the prefect.

"You can't wait for you to show off at Hogwarts?" Cronos couldn't help but complain before leaving.

When the train slowed down due to the slight vibration, Cronos saw that the aisle was again crowded with people, so he had to shout loudly, "Put all the suitcases in place and get off the train."

The voice really improved a lot, but Cronos had to check the carriage again when everyone was gone. This is the task assigned to him by the president of the student union.

Arriving in the other carriage of Slytherin, the train suddenly jolted, making Chronos had to hold the door handle beside it.

Now he went from staring at the ceiling to staring under the dusty seat. The floor began to vibrate, and the engine screamed hard. The special train is leaving soon.

Cronos looked at the ground in front of him, slowly squatted down, stretched out his right hand, and finally a long-lost silky feeling passed into the nerves from the palm of his hand.

"Hi, Harry." Cronos smiled and pulled the invisibility cloak away.

With a flash of red light, Harry's body was disintegrated. He was able to push himself into a more dignified position. He quickly wiped off the blood from the wound with his hand, and looked up and saw that he just removed it. Chronos in Li's Invisibility Cloak.

"We must get out of here quickly," Cronos said, the windows of the car had become blurred because of moisture, and the train had started to leave the platform, "Come on, we must jump off."

Harry hurriedly followed her down the corridor. UU reading www.uukanshu. Com Cronos opened the door and stood on the platform

Harry followed her and jumped down one after another, standing straight, really in time, and then the locomotive flashed a red light to speed up, turned a bend, and disappeared from view.

The cold night wind blew Harry's hurt and painful nose. Chronos stared at Harry. Harry felt angry and embarrassed because he was so ridiculously discovered. Doncas returned Harry's cloak in silence. .

"Come on! We are about to miss the last wagon." Cronos said.

They walked along the path towards the school.

"how did you find me?"

"Although the invisibility cloak can cover your body, it can't cover your body temperature." Cronos shook Snake on his left wrist in front of Harry as if showing off.

They walked deep and shallow along the scars left by the carriage that transported students on the deserted road in the dark. Harry turned his head to look at Chronos under the cloak.

Last year, Cronos liked to laugh and joke a lot, but now, she looks a lot older and more serious. Is this all the effect of what happened at the Ministry of Magic?

Harry immediately thought with difficulty. Hermione suggested that he say something about Sirius to comfort her. Sirius’s death was not because of his failure by Chronos, but Harry couldn’t let himself do it because of Harry’s. I also blamed Chronos for the death of Sirius.

No one else can be blamed for their mistakes. Harry was very reluctant to talk about his godfather, so they walked silently through the icy night, only the sound of Chronos's robe dragging on the ground.