Hogwarts Homecoming

Sirius didn't tell Harry and Ron why Professor Blaine set up such a boring Muggle PE class, but his opinion was very clear, and that was to encourage Harry to persevere. As for Ron, he has already lost his qualifications, so, There is no talk of persistence.

Ron looked a little unhappy. Obviously, he wanted to get some evidence from Sirius that his abandonment was wise, but the result was just the opposite.

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and Ron was not happy until Sirius told them about the Quidditch World Cup that will be held this summer.

"You can't imagine the grandeur of the World Cup, Harry—"

Ron said excitedly,

"It's hard to get a ticket, but Dad usually has an invoice. How about it, Harry, come here early, let's go and see it together."

Of course Harry knew about the Quidditch World Cup. He had read descriptions in many Quidditch-related materials, but he really didn't know that this year's World Cup would be held in England. The unpleasant topic related to Professor Brian was immediately thrown aside, Harry looked at Sirius excitedly, and the answer given by the smiling Sirius made Harry's hairs stand on end in excitement.

"My plan is, after the summer vacation starts, I'll talk to your aunt and uncle first, and we'll get your luggage out of the two Muggle's house and put it at 12 Grimmauld Place, which is The old house of the Black family, you can live there with me in the future, I mean, if you like"

"You have your own house!"

Harry said excitedly,

"You mean I can leave the Dursleys and live with you?"

"Hmm." Sirius obviously misunderstood Harry's meaning, his face became unnatural, "Of course, you have lived in a Muggle family for twelve years, maybe you are more used to it."

"Are you confused?" Harry immediately interrupted Sirius, his voice hoarse, "Of course I am willing to leave the Dursleys, and if Professor McGonagall allows, I can now take two days off to go back to the Dursleys Is it possible to move things at home?"

"oh!"

A smile broke out on Sirius' face again,

"Don't be so anxious. I have to tell Amosta about this plan in advance. Ahem, because of some things, the ownership of the house is now his. Of course, I have the right to use it, and Amosta must also Wouldn't mind if you moved in, well, let's get back to what we were talking about—"

Sirius pursed his lips, his voice was brisk,

"After taking you out of the Muggle house, well, I think Ron's suggestion is good, you can stay with him for a while-"

Of course, Harry would not be unwilling to go to the Burrow for help. Ron's parents, the Weasleys, had always been very friendly to him. They almost regarded themselves as another son. However, what he was curious about was that since Sirius treated himself Why did you send him to the Burrow?

"--I promised Amosta before that I would go out with him on errands, which will take about two to three weeks, and after that, I will pick you up at the Burrow and go to the World Cup together."

For Harry, it was like a dream. The dream of more than ten years, the desire to leave the Dursleys, was finally going to come true this summer. He had never, never wanted the summer like this.

Sirius' planning is not over yet,

"for the rest of the time."

As he crossed the sign at the entrance to Hogsmeade, Sirius hesitated.

"After the World Cup. It depends on the situation. Harry, we don't know how long this Quidditch, Bulgaria and Ireland match will last."

Harry didn't quite understand that he himself was Gryffindor's Seeker, and he played many matches in Hogwarts, and the longest match didn't last more than half a day.

"The last time Luxembourg and Uganda fought for five days," Ron explained to Harry, "the longest record in history is one month!"

"Wow!" Harry's green eyes sparkled, and he exclaimed excitedly, "I hope it's the same this time!"

"A match that lasts for a month is definitely a nightmare for the Ministry of Magic," Sirius chuckled. He looked at Harry, who was so excited that he couldn't contain himself. In a daze, he seemed to see James. The two of them were discussing Quidditch. The excited look is exactly the same.

"--after that" Sirius' voice softened,

"If time permits, I'd like you to come with me to Godric's Hollow. You've been living with those Muggles, and I suppose you haven't been there yet?"

Godric's Hollow?

The smile on Harry's face froze immediately, and his heart felt as if he had been hit hard by a Bludger.

Godric's Hollow is the place where he was born and where his parents were killed. After so many years in the wizarding world, Harry can't even figure this out, but it's strange that it never popped into his head before. The thought of going back to Godric's Hollow seemed like he was avoiding it instinctively.

But after Sirius mentioned the place, Harry felt a sudden longing, even stronger than moving away from the Dursleys' and going to the Quidditch World Cup.

"Sirius, can we."

"Oh, here we are-"

Before Harry finished hesitating, Sirius suddenly said in a slightly emotional voice, "The Three Broomsticks, how many years have I been here!"

The Three Broomsticks Bar - one of the favorite shops for little wizards in Hogsmeade village.

The owner of the bar is Mrs. Rosmerta, who is over 30 years old, but still has a graceful figure. When many little wizards come here, they don't mind paying more attention to the proprietress, including Ron.

The Broom and Broom today was as crowded, noisy and smoky as ever. Ms. Rosmerta was so dazed that she didn't notice Sirius Black's presence.

Ron's face returned to the unnatural look earlier, because he saw Hermione and Ginny sitting where they eavesdropped on the Minister of Magic's chat last time.

The two little girls by the window looked solemn, but they looked like they were looking into their brains. Harry and Ron looked at each other, not knowing what they were doing, but it wasn't until the three of them walked to the seat that they saw a table full of wine bottles. Behind the shelf, Professor Brayne and Percy were talking about something, and Percy's girlfriend, Penero Clearwater of Ravenclaw.

"Are you eavesdropping on Amostar's chat?"

Sirius laughed.

"Hush!"

Hermione put her index finger to her lips immediately, and blushed instantly when she noticed who was speaking, "Oh, sorry, Professor Black. We didn't- well, I mean, um, Professor Blaine hasn't noticed us--"

"It's not class right now, Hermione, just call me Sirius—"

The three of them found a stool and sat down by themselves. Hermione still had a bad look towards Harry and Ron, but at least she was not as cold as she was in the morning. Maybe something else caught her attention.

"So, what did you all hear?"

Will a wizard like Amosta be overheard by two underage little witches, unless he doesn't care about the content of the chat being eavesdropped.

Harry had a lot of dealings with Percy, but he didn't have much contact with his girlfriend. The brothers and sisters of the Weasley family always liked to make fun of Percy's girlfriend, so Percy was not very happy to let LaVine Crowe's pre-grad girlfriend gets close to them.

"What's the matter with her nose?"

To be honest, in Harry's opinion, Percy's girlfriend looks pretty good, not as ugly as sometimes Fred and George make fun of, her hair style is very similar to Cho Chang's friends, except that the two Individual hair color is different.

In the bustling bar, Penelope looked depressed. She lowered her head and tried her best to make her hair disheveled to cover her side face, but Harry found Penelope's nose sticking to it through the hairline. Wearing a white gauze.

"I told you—"

Ginny shrugged, looking indifferent,

"Dozed off in Snape's class and hurt her nose from a splash of potion - Percy was sad for days. Fred said it was actually good, so it would cover the pimple on her nose freckles"