Hogwarts wizard

Time flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, half of the vacation was over. Because of Riddle, all the exams at Hogwarts were canceled, and Jellal and the others didn't care.

Ron and Harry didn't like exams themselves, not to mention, Hermione felt a little uncomfortable, which was not a good thing for her.

Jellal doesn't care. The exam is actually a blessing of glory for them. His glory in magic patterns is not something that others can achieve. If one day, he can clearly write his name on his articles or books, that would be a very happy thing.

"Jeral, we just came back from country F, where are you going now?"

Hearing Hermione's words, Jellal smiled, because he was originally an abandoned son of the Dilaps family and was only able to enter Hogwarts when he was twelve years old, so he was almost fourteen years old.

He has lived several decades longer than other people, so he thinks more about what he says and does.

"I went to find Harry. I always felt that the woman circling the chimney had something to do with Harry."

Jellal's words made Hermione feel helpless. Jellal's sixth sense had always been accurate, at least much better than theirs, but Hermione also believed that this kind of thing might not just be attributed to the sixth sense.

Maybe Lady Luck was on his side, Hermione thought, "Sorry, Gerald, I have to learn some economics knowledge during the holidays. Are your own words really okay?"

Jellal nodded, "It doesn't matter. There are only a few days left for the vacation. I can do it myself. See you at Hogwarts!"

Hermione waved at him. At this time, she had a strange feeling in her heart. She and Jellal had not been apart for much, and it seemed that she would have to work hard to catch up with Jellal.

Looking at Jellal's back, Hermione turned and left.

Gerald didn't know where Harry was, but when they exchanged gifts at Christmas, he gave Harry and Ron a belt each, and gave Hermione a hairpin with a magical aura on it that could make Gerald Lal finds them.

Magruner Street is not very far from Privet Drive, it only takes two or three hours by car, but Gerald has no intention of walking there, and his broomstick is not vegetarian, even though it is for minors. Wizards in China are not allowed to use magic in front of ordinary people, but as long as others can't see it, what does it matter if he uses it?

That's right, the scope of his research on magic patterns is getting wider and wider now. A little invisibility can't stump him.

But it can only last for twenty minutes, which is enough.

After all, the speed of a flying broomstick is not comparable to those of transportation.

"Hey, Harry."

What Jellal didn't expect was that he saw Harry on the side of the road. For him, he didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

Harry stood up, put on his eyes, rushed to Jellal, and hugged Jellal.

"Jeral."

Harry shed tears. He was really wronged. His parents were heroes in his heart, and he was very proud of what happened to them. But Maggie's behavior really made him intolerable.

She didn't expect his parents at all, so she just made wild assumptions.

"Harry, what happened?"

"I failed to control my magic power and turned my uncle's sister into a balloon and blew it up into the sky."

Jellal held his forehead, and it turned out to be like this. He couldn't help but want to applaud his sixth sense, but at this time, he was just thinking about it.

Looking at the silent Jellal, Harry thought he was angry. After all, what he did was not a good thing.

He also wanted to defend himself, "She insulted my parents, and I really didn't control myself."

"Harry, I don't mean to blame you. On the contrary, I think it's very good of you to do this. At least under these conditions, you didn't just accept everything, but stood up to defend your loved ones."

Jellal's words made Harry shed tears. It could not be denied that he was in an extremely aggrieved situation now. It might be fine when he was alone, but when Jellal said these words, his mentality His defense was broken, and his grievances were finally vented.

"Woooo..."

"what sound?"

Jellal listened with his ears pricked up. To him, this all seemed a bit abnormal.

Harry looked at the swing swinging behind him and said, "Maybe it's just the wind."

Because of Jellal's presence, the creature in the darkness did not appear.

"Good evening, this is the Wizard Bus."

Jellal and Harry looked at the magic bus whizzing by, a little dumbfounded.

"Get in the car."

After they bought the tickets, Jellal looked at Harry with a puzzled expression, "Did you call me here?"

The Wizard Bus is a double-decker bus, which is a very novel experience for Jellal and Harry.

"No, I don't know how it got here."

Harry couldn't understand a little bit, but at this time they got in the car.

"Okay, let's go to the Leaky Cauldron for two days. By the way, have you brought your application to go to Hogsmeade?"

"I brought it, but no one signed it for me. I'm afraid I won't be able to go."

Harry didn't understand why his aunt's family treated him like this. His uncle lied to Maggie that he was in the worst school and was beaten many times a day.

He also goes around slandering his parents.

He really had had enough of this kind of life.

"Perhaps you can communicate with Professor McGonagall. She may have an idea."

Jellal just said this, and actually just asked Harry to give it a try. Underage wizards must seek the consent of their parents or guardians for all actions.

No one is exception.

Harry nodded, always have hope.

"what is that?"

Harry pointed at the newspaper in the conductor's hand, and the conductor glanced at what he was pointing at.

"This is a very evil existence. He is also the only prisoner who escaped from Azkaban. He is loyal to that person..."

Hearing his words, Jellal frowned. It seemed that Voldemort's followers had always known that Voldemort wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to be reborn, and they were waiting for the opportunity during the broadcast.

Azkaban is a place where evil wizards are imprisoned, and the people who were imprisoned the most in the past thirteen years were those who were loyal to "that person"...

His followers are like a plague that keeps spreading, with absolute loyalty.

"But I am more concerned about this. The travel notes translated by Professor Palchi's disciples, no wonder it says that birds of a feather flock together, don't deceive me!"

Jellal smiled bitterly, that's what I wrote, do you believe it?

Along the way, Jellal saw the performance of the car, which was much better than the Weasley family's magic car. It was fast, had a very short braking distance, and was invisible to ordinary people. It could also grow or shrink freely.

"Okay, the Leaky Cauldron is here."

The bus stopped, and a man stepped onto the bus. It was Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron. There were wrinkles on his face, and even the teeth in his mouth were almost gone.

"Mr. Potter, Mr. Gerard, long time no see."

"Long time no see, Tom."

Several people greeted each other and got out of the car. The Leaky Cauldron was as chaotic as ever. There were people in twos and threes on the first floor. It looked a little dark, but this environment might be considered excellent for them.

"Mr. Potter, running away from home is not a good choice, but your owl has been waiting for you here for a long time."

Tom took the two people to a room, and saw Harry's owl and Hedwig also in this room.

"It's nice to see you, but your behavior has violated the rules."

"Now is not a safe time, there are dangers out there!"

I saw Cornelius Fudge say, he is the Minister of Magic. Is he here waiting for Harry?

Jellal was startled by the idea.

"Jeral? You are Jellal, right? Your uncle and I are colleagues. I didn't expect that you look a bit like him."

"Hello Secretary Connelly, nice to meet you."

Harry didn't hear what the two people said, but thought for a moment and said, "Sirius Black?"

"That's right! The world is very dangerous now."

Danger? Is it dangerous for them to just stay at home?

"Okay, you guys go and have a rest. I've already collected your books for you." Connelly said to Harry, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Jellal apologetically.

"Sorry, Jellal, I didn't know you were coming."

Hearing his words, Jellal waved his hand quickly, "It's okay, I can just go get this myself."

He didn't dare to trouble the Minister of Magic. He could see that although Connelly was smiling most of the time, his smile was more like a routine and not so much emotional.

Connelly nodded. After doing this once, he felt that he was stupid enough and could never do it a second time!

"Okay, you are tired too, go and rest quickly."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and Tom grabbed Jellal and Harry directly, "Come with me."

The two nodded. Jellal felt nothing, but Harry was really a little too tired at this time.

"what is this?"

Harry said, pointing to the thickest book.

Jellal glanced at it and said, "The Book of Monsters, the textbook for the Care of Magical Creatures course."

Harry swallowed, "So thick?"

For Harry, this was indeed a bit much.

How can you remember so many?

Junk untied the rope and wanted to open the book.

However, it started to move, and when Jellal saw Harry struggling with a book, he felt that it was very unnecessary. This thing had to be used until it was actually used.

"Harry, if you want to open this kind of book, you have to rub its back. This one looks a little different."

It's... unusually active.