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Seeing that the business has been discussed almost, Sylvia is not willing to stay in the same room with Sirius Black who has an inexplicable sense of 'Gryffindor superiority'.

"Ah, I don't think you two have a place to stay in London?" Dumbledore asked with a smile.

"No." Camille answered quickly. She felt a little resentful about the three-hour carriage ride to London in the hot July of summer vacation. It was named after the extinct horse named Son of Sleipleney in the book, which has been responsible for the carriage that Sylvia used to travel) The speed is fast, and the custom-made carriage carriage is also etched by Sylvia Get it tattooed...but if it's just to discuss a plan that's almost two weeks away, can't it be mailed? !

"Then if you don't mind, there are still many vacant rooms in Black's old house. All members of the Order of the Phoenix are welcome here."

"Member of the Order of the Phoenix?!" Sirius yelled and stood up with his eyebrows raised. Lupine stood up disapprovingly, but he reached out and held Sirius down, preventing him from continuing to say any nasty words.

"Miss Slytherin and Miss Camille should not be able to join the Order of the Phoenix for the time being," Lupine said in an uncertain tone, "Members of the Order of the Phoenix are required to be adults, and they are just underage wizards who are about to enter the sixth grade. "

Seeing that Dumbledore was about to speak to persuade everyone, Sylvia took the first step. She smiled politely but indifferently: "Mr. Lupine, don't worry, Cam and I have no intention of joining the Order of the Phoenix." Dumbledore frowned slightly, and Sylvia turned to him and continued, "I don't think this will affect our cooperation, especially, Mr. Headmaster, I managed to get in touch with some other Slytherin families, The name of a member of the Order of the Phoenix will make me completely lose their trust, and you must know the seriousness of the matter."

Dumbledore looked deeply at Sylvia, and after a while he sighed softly and nodded to express his understanding.

"I don't need to worry about small issues like where to live," Sylvia said as she took out a thick stack of paper from the inner pocket of the wizard's robe, on which was a portrait of a woman with a crown. '50' printed in the corner, "The heirs of Slytherin will never be short of money, even in Muggle currency. Cam and I have booked a top-floor room at the Berkeley Hotel, which is said to have a very good rating." What about a good top hotel, a rare trip to London is to enjoy life a little bit, isn't it?"

"Is it a Muggle hotel?" Tonks asked curiously.

"Yes, I really don't want to live in the Leaky Cauldron on such a hot day and when I can't cast spells outside the school. It's amazing how hard Muggles try to enjoy life, and you still need to enjoy it once in a while." Sylvie Ya started a friendly chat with Tonks, stood up and planned to leave the restaurant which was temporarily used as a meeting room.

"Miss Slytherin would like Muggle things, it feels so... strange? Haha! Can I go and see? I promise not to touch things!" Tonks had changed back to her original violet Sylvia was not offended by her long hair and her eyes with a genuine smile.

Sylvia glanced at the indifferent Camille and nodded, "According to the hotel staff, the rooms on the top floor are pretty big, and there are swimming pools and other facilities in the hotel that you can use, oh, or if you want to go to the bar for a drink. A good choice."

"Wow! There is also a swimming pool! It feels very good! I only lived in a small hotel with my father before, and it feels no different from Old Tom. By the way, my father is from a Muggle family. Wizard, but my mother is..." Tonks, Sylvia and Camille's pleasant chatter became quieter as they left, and was completely cut off by the closed dining room door behind them.

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This summer vacation will definitely be the happiest summer vacation he has ever had!

When Harry heard that he could leave the Dursleys two weeks after the start of the summer vacation and spend the rest of the vacation with his godfather Sirius, his first reaction was to stay in Gryffin with a letter from his godfather In front of the fireplace in the living room, he read the letter again from cover to cover, screaming excitedly and running to Ron and Hermione to tell them the good news.

Although he still has to live at least two weeks a year with the Dursleys because of the blood magic his mother left him to protect him, it's not a big deal, especially when his aunt's family hears about his The Godfather is the most wanted criminal *blocked keyword* that has been broadcasted on TV before, even though Sirius has already been certified by the Ministry of Magic to cancel the wanted criminal - no!His godfather is a hero!But the Dursleys were still trembling with fright, and even allocated a normal room on the second floor for him for an unprecedented time!

Two weeks passed quickly, when Harry stepped on Sirius' magic motorcycle who came to pick him up at Dursley's door on time, and Sirius also told him that next Monday was the Quidditch World Cup final and they were going to watch the game At that time, Harry immediately ranked today as the best day in his life, tied for the first place with the day when he knew he was a wizard and entered the magical world of Diagon Alley for the first time!

The seemingly *masked keyword* dreary house owned by Sirius and the spooky, darkened portraits hanging crookedly on the walls of the spooky foyer hit Harry Bright slightly mood, but that's all.

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, Ron's mother, the very hospitable Weasley *keywords masked*, came out of a door at the other end of the hall and walked towards them in three strides. , with a warm smile on his face, he hugged Harry into his arms.

Weasley *masked key words* that passionate hug that nearly crushed Harry's ribs was followed by a scream, and Harry was knocked backwards almost by Hermione rushing down the stairs, Harry leaned on the dusty wall to stabilize himself, laughed and hugged Hermione back, and his best friend, Ron Weasley, also ran down the stairs after Hermione, staring at Grinning as he watched, his new pet, the excitable little owl and piggy, followed excitedly, flying round and round above their heads.

This was the best summer vacation ever - even better than the first trip to Diagon Alley!The things he dreamed of were close at hand, family and friends.

After a Weasley *shielded keyword* home-cooked lunch, Harry and Ron Hermione went upstairs to their room, a dimly lit room with a high ceiling that, due to the seemingly More than half of it was filled with unnecessary rotten furniture and sundries, and the only part that he and Ron could use was a small space by the entrance, where two single beds were placed side by side.

"When did you guys get here?" Harry asked, looking around the room again, it was dusty everywhere, not to mention the piled up areas in the room, even the wooden floor they were sitting on now. I can see it's been wiped down, but I still feel like some stains haven't been cleaned, "And what's going on here? I know Sirius inherited a house, but I didn't expect it to be so... oh! And you guys Did you see it?! When I just walked up, there was a row of heads on the wall?! That's a house elf?!" Harry was so curious, this was the second time he had entered a magical house, and the first one he had been to It was Ron's Burrow. Although it was simple, it was full of breath of life. Harry liked the feeling of it very much, but here... Although Sirius was here, he was very happy, but this house was really a bit scary.

"Ron and the others just arrived in the morning, and I was sent by Pansy last night..."

"Why is it Parkinson's again!" Ron muttered and interrupted Hermione, who gave her a hard look, shrank his neck and closed his mouth.

"Pencey invited me to play at Mr. Zabini's beach house before the summer vacation, and I said yes, and I went to play for two weeks..."

"Zabini?! Slytherin again?! Merlin's reading glasses... No, Merlin must have finally gone blind! Why are you a Gryffindor playing in a place full of Slytherins?" !" Ron couldn't hold back the collapse in his heart, and yelled, and Harry looked at Hermione in surprise.

Hermione put her hands on her hips and stared at Ron angrily, "How can we have such prejudices ourselves before we go to say that others are prejudiced by the academy! Pansy and Mr. Zabini are very good people! If you don't know, just Don't talk nonsense!" Hermione decided not to tell the two boys who didn't like Slytherin so much that Malfoy also showed up for a few days during her two weeks of vacation at the villa, and they would not believe that Malfoy was there. Although I basically didn't talk to her in the past few days, I didn't utter any bad words at all. Even the squeamish and arrogant young master had changed so much. Harry and Ron, especially Ron, really didn't make any progress at all. No!The prejudice between colleges is still so serious!

Ron rolled his eyes, apparently not believing Hermione's statement that 'Pansy and Mr. Zabini are good people'. Seeing that Hermione's eyebrows were raised, Harry hurriedly opened a new The topic, "Ah! By the way! Have you heard about the Quidditch World Cup?" Thanks to Merlin... there is still a Quidditch World Cup that can change the topic...Harry doesn't want him at all The quarrel between the two good friends of his family ruined his beautiful today.

Just when Ron was about to speak with a flushed face and a very excited look, Fred and George, the naughtiest twin brothers of the Weasley family, suddenly appeared at the door of their room, followed by another old-looking A slightly longer red haired male.

"The Irish team must have won." The man Harry didn't know but who was sure to be the Weasley family said with certainty, "They beat the Peruvian team in the semi-finals. Oh! Hi! You are Harry Potter." Right? Nice to meet you! I'm Charlie, Charlie Weasley!"

"Hello, I know you. You are raising dragons in Romania!" Harry happily shook hands with Charlie. He had heard Ron talk about his brother who actually went to work in a Romanian dragon farm after graduation.

"But Bulgaria has Viktor Krum!" Fred said disapprovingly.

"Crum is good, but he's only one man and Ireland have seven good players!"

The boys were very interested in Quidditch, chatting non-stop about Quidditch. Hermione listened there for a while and left first. She couldn't say she wasn't interested in Quidditch, right? But I always feel that listening to them discussing the game and the players of each team is a bit boring?Maybe it's because the competition is not from his own academy?

Hermione walked into the other room, which was her room with Ginny, who seemed to be downstairs talking to Weasley *masked keyword*, and she was alone in the room now.It just so happened that she arrived very late last night, and her luggage hadn't been sorted much, so Hermione opened the suitcase, and a special fresh fragrance came out, and Hermione smiled, she remembered that it was the smell of Pansy's laundry detergent—Zha There are no house elves or housekeepers in Mr. Beanie's villa. They do their own laundry. Mr. Zabini saw that it was the first time he did his own laundry. The experience of going out with her, standing proudly by the side and pointing at Mr. Zabini... Pansy also lent her the laundry detergent she usually uses... Very special fragrance, very light floral fragrance but lasts for a long time Not scattered.

It's a pity that Pansy is going to watch the game with Malfoy and the others. In this secretly tense situation, Hermione also understands that she had better not get too close to Pansy and the others on the surface.

But...hey...it might be fun to watch the game with Pansy!I don't know if she likes the star player of the Bulgarian team, who seems to be called Krum?Next time you run into Pansy ask her!