Everyday Players at Hogwarts.

Chapter 547 Mission Completed Task Panel

That's it, that's it?
Is this what they call a true lie?

She thought it was so high-end.

This time it wasn't Kate who was watching Harry and the others live.

She has her own life too.

In fact, several hours had passed since Harry and his friends had been playing by the stream.

The sky also darkened.

The reason why she knew all this was entirely because of what Harry called the system panel, which would record the wonderful scenes when the task was refreshed.

She only saw the task refresh and Harry's thoughts before the task was completed.

So, Kate didn't see the scene where Ron's naked body was exposed just now.

If that's the case, I'm sorry, but Ron will probably just have to be a girl from now on.

Faced with Kate's complaints, Ryan remained silent.

He yawned and said to Kate sleepily in bed, “Task 7 was originally made up.

The only purpose of this task is to provide guidance for the development of Harry Potter's abilities.
For Harry, his ability is the main thing.

The sophistication of a lie is all in the details.

This is the only way to prevent him from getting confused between master and servant."

"What about Mission 8? It's gone just like that?" Kate crawled to Ryan's side, leaned her little head on Ryan's shoulder and asked.

"A wizard who was considered to be extremely gifted once said that seven is the most magical number.

So I think that's it," Ryan said.

To prevent Kate from throwing a tantrum, he turned his head and soothed her with his mouth.

But Kate, who had already experienced many battles with Ryan, naturally didn't care much.

She puffed up her face and pushed Ryan away, "What else can you think of besides this?
Is this the end of Harry Potter and the Resurrection Stone? "

Ryan shamelessly pressed forward, "Of course not.

But have you forgotten?
It's the 28th now, and Hogwarts will start next Monday, September 9st.

Do I still need to assign so-called tasks through the system?"

Harry felt that the summer vacation was over too quickly.

To be honest, he only played for four days this summer vacation.

The rest of the time was taken up by the missions, his engagement to Ginny, and choosing a site for the cemetery.

Even though they were things Harry put his heart and soul into, he still couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

He suddenly felt so glad that he was a wizard and went to Hogwarts, the same school as his own.

If it's Stonewall High School that Aunt Petunia mentioned.

He might as well kill himself by banging his head against a wall.

However, he still has four days to play.

It was all because of that mission that came to an abrupt end.

He still remembered that after he understood what a true lie was a few days ago, the task panel in his retina was refreshed.

However, what appeared before him was not the so-called Task Eight.

It is a notification message.

Inform him that the task is complete. All he needs to do is spend several months instilling his new routine in Dumbledore and Grindelwald before Easter, April 1994, 4.

For example, during a certain period of time, a person will suddenly disappear to train himself.

Then he only needs to disappear during the agreed time period, on Easter Day, April 4, to go to the old house of Gaunt in the real world, destroy Voldemort's curse, absorb Voldemort's remaining soul, separate the Resurrection Stone from the identity of a Horcrux, and hold a resurrection ceremony.

The last thing to note is that you must return to Hogwarts before performing the last step of the resurrection ceremony - calling his mother's name.

That's all he needs to do.

So, in these last few days, he had time to really enjoy his summer vacation.

On the last night, Mrs. Weasley conjured up a sumptuous dinner, all of which were Harry's favorite foods. The last dish was a honey pudding that made people drool just by looking at it.

The evening was completed with Fred and George's Filipa Fireworks display.

The kitchen was filled with red and blue stars, bouncing between the ceiling and the walls for at least half an hour.

After enjoying themselves, everyone drank a cup of hot chocolate and went to bed.

It took a long time to get going the next morning.

They got up as soon as the cock crowed, but still there seemed to be much to do.

Mrs. Weasley rushed about in a fussy mood, searching for spare socks and a quilt.

People were always bumping into each other on the stairs, half-dressed, holding bits of bread in their hands.

Mr. Weasley nearly broke his neck when he tripped over a chicken in the yard while carrying Ginny's trunk to the car.

"This is the Traceless Extension Charm." Before getting in the car, Draco said to the trunk of the car in an admiring tone.

The suitcases were magically enlarged.

Mr. Weasley on the side nodded proudly, "Of course, but there's more.

How else could eight large boxes, twelve people, an owl, and a mouse fit into this little Ford Anglia?"

"Arthur, Muggles are really smarter than we thought. You can't tell from the outside that the car is so spacious, right?" Mrs. Weasley suddenly appeared behind Mr. Weasley.

Her tone was unusually gentle and very strange.

"Dad is finished." Ron, who was next to Harry, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

Harry questioned his face.

Ron looked at Mr. Weasley with sympathy, "When it was not yet legal to modify Muggle items, my father lied to my mother, saying that the spaciousness of the car was all due to the spatial structure design of the Muggles and had nothing to do with magic.

That’s what my mother sighed at that time.”

After everyone got on the bus one after another.

"We have to hurry. After sending Harry and the others to school and taking you home, Bill, Charlie and I have to go to work!" Mr. Weasley looked at his watch and said in a tone that was trying hard to hide his fear.

Mr. Weasley obviously wanted to postpone this disaster until he got home from get off work.

Mrs. Weasley also hesitated.

She glanced towards the back row, where Harry, Ginny, Neville, Draco, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Charlie and Bill were sitting comfortably side by side.

So, between her children, work and teaching Mr. Weasley a lesson, she chose the former.

"Okay, go home early tonight." Mrs. Weasley said almost through gritting her teeth.

Her unconsciously clenched fists revealed her anger.

This made Mr. Weasley, who wanted to pat the steering wheel to express his joy, quickly withdrew his hand, started the engine eagerly, and drove the car out of the yard.

As for the people who were frightened, they also keenly sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere.

Thus, the most depressing journey in history began.

Even when Mr. Weasley pressed the invisible booster and made the car fly into the sky and shuttle through the clouds, there was no smile on anyone's face.

Fortunately, ten minutes later, we arrived at King's Cross Station.

Thanks to my classmate Jiaoshitgun for the monthly ticket and other classmates for the recommendation and subscription!
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