The transfer student at Hogwarts just wants to fall in love [continued]

In the room, dark-white Hermione, Harry, and Ron were sitting around on a stall, with snacks placed in the middle, each holding a cup of black tea, making it look like a tea party.

Harry shared with them the conversation he had just overheard of Mr. and Mrs. Weasley.

"So, as my parents said, this Death Eater named Black escaped just to kill Harry?"

Ron swallowed nervously.

"Isn't Harry in danger?"

He looked at the other three and found that their reactions were completely different from what he had imagined.

Mo Bai was pouring tea for Hermione, and Hermione was stealing snacks from Mo Bai's plate. She was found to be quite righteous.

Harry, the person involved, didn't feel like he was being hunted at all, and was happily watching the two of them having fun.

"Why aren't you nervous? That was the Death Eater who killed thirteen Muggles! He went through all the trouble to get out of Azkaban to kill Harry!"

"We already knew that."

"Huh?" Ron was stunned, and Harry was also surprised.

Hermione slapped Mo Bai's hand that was holding her hair away, "Didn't Harry come to my house for a while? In fact, Fudge came here the same night he came here."

"Fudge?! Minister for Magic Fudge?"

Ron stared, "Patsy would be jealous if he knew."

Harry looked at Mo Bai.

"Oh, I remembered. You picked me up and went out just to see Fudge?"

Mo Bai nodded and held the little girl's hand that was about to fight back, "He told me about Black's escape and wanted to take you away to be protected by the Ministry of Magic."

"It turns out that you are safe in my home, maybe even safer than in the Ministry of Magic."

Mo Bai secretly added.

He had seen the Aurors of the Egyptian Ministry of Magic and the Monks Association in his hometown. In comparison, he really felt that the British Ministry of Magic under Fudge's leadership was completely different, as if they were just playing house.

Hermione observed Harry's expression, "Actually, we didn't hide it from you on purpose. Bai thought that not telling you at that time would still allow you to have a happy holiday."

Harry smiled and scratched his head, "Actually, it's a good thing you didn't tell me. The past few days at your house have been the best vacation I've ever had."

Ron was intrigued by what he saw, "Weren't you happy at the Burrow last year?"

"Of course I'm happy, but..."

Harry scratched his head and smiled sheepishly.

He was indeed happy at the Burrow. The Weasleys were very nice to him and he could cast spells casually, but in comparison, so were the Mobais, and most importantly.

There is food there!

Poor Harry, who grew up in England, had a great shock to his immature heart when he tasted delicacies from the East for the first time.

At that moment, he felt that he had lived for more than ten years and had eaten as much as pig food.

And in terms of environment and comfort, the Burrow and the Manor are certainly incomparable...

Ron seemed to see the answer from Harry's expression, "Aren't we discussing the issue of a murderer targeting Harry?! Harry, how can you still be so calm?"

The three of them looked at each other. It seemed like you were the one who was comparing first, right?

However, they had a tacit understanding and didn't say it out loud, lest Ron become angry.

Harry shrugged, "You know, I was really scared when I heard this from your father at first, but then I thought about it, now I'm with everyone, and I'm going to Hogwarts soon. We Everyone knows that Hogwarts, where Dumbledore is, is the safest place in the world."

Mo Bai touched his nose and said nothing, Harry, have you forgotten that a basilisk almost crushed you to death last year, and it was Dumbledore's instruction.

When there is danger, Dumbledore is safe; when there is no danger, Dumbledore is the greatest danger!

"Voldemort was afraid of Dumbledore, let alone his assistants."

"Meow!"

As soon as he finished saying this, Crookshanks, who was in Hermione's arms, suddenly broke away from her arms and ran out, roaring at Ron with his hair all over his body. To be precise, he was directed at Ron's breast pocket. It was trembling inside.

"Hermione! Mind your monster! It's gone crazy again!"

Hermione hugged Crookshanks quickly and said, "Be good, Crookshanks, don't make trouble, little girl, be good~"

She hugged Crookshanks and glanced at Mo Bai.

"Ron, do you think there's anything wrong with Scabbers?"

"Of course there is something wrong with it!" Ron's voice was extremely high. "If you scare it a few more times with that monster of yours! It will definitely have psychological problems!"

Hermione was happy when she heard the first half of the sentence. When Ron finished the second half, she rolled her eyes.

"Don't call Crookshanks Monster!"

"When that monster stops targeting Banban, I won't call her that!"

Hermione angrily sat down next to Mo Bai, "When you beg me later."

Mo Bai calmly drank tea.

Although he protects Hermione, he will not target Ron just because of a few words. This is just a fight between children.

And to be honest, he was quite optimistic about Ron's protection of Banban. From Ron's perspective, Banban was just an old, frail and disabled mouse, and he usually had this pet with him. To be laughed at, either kindly or maliciously.

Even so, he didn't replace it and took good care of it.

This quality of loyalty is very rare.

Because of Crookshanks, the conversation ended with Hermione and Ron ignoring each other.

Hermione originally wanted to talk to Mo Bai about Scabbers, but remembering her heroic words just now, she tossed her hair and left the room.

Mo Bai smiled and took out a book and started reading.

The next day, Hermione went out to exercise with Mo Bai as usual. After coming back to wash up, the Weasley family and Harry showed up lazily, said hello and started having breakfast.

"Let's go." After a while, Mr. Weasley came in and waved to everyone, "Someone from the Ministry of Magic will pick you up and take you to the train station."

"What's going on? When did the Ministry of Magic become so kind?"

Ron was confused, but Harry and Hermione reacted immediately.

Because of Harry.

Of course it would be nice to have someone to send them off. A large number of people easily got into two dark green cars that had cast the traceless spell.

When school starts, the station is always crowded with people carrying luggage and walking through the crowd. Mo Bai noticed that Mr. Weasley called Harry aside.

"I didn't tell Harry until I got in the car because I was afraid that Harry would be too scared to go to school?"

Hearing Mo Bai's teasing, Hermione scolded him angrily, "Harry is a Gryffindor. How could you see how he looked a little scared yesterday?"

"Indeed, you Gryffindors are all full of courage. There is nothing you dare not do."

"Don't forget you're a Gryffindor too!"

"I'm not sorted."

The two got into the car chatting casually, and Ron was holding his pocket tightly beside him, because he always felt that Crookshanks on Hermione's luggage was looking at Scabbers with a malicious look.

Harry got on the train just as it was about to start. "Mr. Weasley told me about Black out of kindness. He thought I knew nothing about it."

He rolled his eyes and said, "I told him I was fine, but I heard news that Azkaban guards will also be stationed at the school."

"Wouldn't the school be safer? Why are you afraid of Black?" Ron's eyes lit up. "It's best to capture the monsters."

Hermione, who was holding the "monster", glared at him, "Shut up Ron!"

Seeing Mo Bai's expression of watching a show, Harry took the initiative to put up a fight with a wry smile, "Let's go find a place to sit down first."

Because Harry had been waiting for a while, most of the carriages were occupied by now, and several wizards from other colleges recognized Mo Bai and wanted to pull him to sit with him.

Mo Bai politely refused, and Hermione rolled her eyes and pulled Mo Bai away.

When I walked to the back of the car, I found a box with only one person.

It was an adult man sitting by the bed and sleeping soundly. The wizard's robe was in tatters and had several patches on it, but it was washed clean. His face looked sick and weak, visible to the naked eye.

His face looked about thirty years old, but the white hair on his temples didn't look like something someone in his thirties would grow.

Upon seeing him, Mo Bai frowned.

Seeing that he was sleeping, the few people moved a lot less and quietly touched in. Mo Bai stared at the man, his nose moved, and his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Ron looked at him curiously, "Who do you think he is? There are too few adults on the school bus, except for the witch selling candy."

"Professor GJ Lupine."

"how do you know?"

"It says it on the box."

Hermione stretched out her finger and pointed at the luggage rack above the man's head. Suddenly, Mo Bai grabbed her hand and pulled her behind her, looking at the man warily.

"what happened?"

"As soon as I walked in, I felt that this person looked very familiar. I just remembered that I had met this kind of person in my home."

Mo Bai's words were confusing, but Hermione reacted as soon as her head turned.

There are two places that Mo Bai calls home, one is where he lives, and the other is his hometown in Hong Kong.

And he was still so wary of the people they met in his hometown in Hong Kong...

Hermione breathed softly and looked at the sleeping man.

Is this person a werewolf? !