The days at Hogwarts

Finally, the practice place was placed in the Room of Requirement. Loren conjured up a pile of sand in the Room of Requirement, cast a Traceless Stretching Spell at a honey bottle, and poured sand into the bottle to test the effect.

As a high-level spell, he was able to release his magic power, but the effect was not good. On his first try, he barely managed to make the bottle of sand a little lighter after half a day.

Using his talent for correction, Loren made rapid progress. The bottle gradually became lighter and lighter, and could hold more and more sand.

During the rest of the vacation, Loren drew magic circles at night and practiced the Traceless Stretching Spell during the day.

During the holidays Hermione wrote again, this time she used "Dear Loren" as the letterhead.

Introduction: She read Miranda Goshawk's teaching manuscript brought back from the Room of Requirement, and gained a deeper understanding of some elementary spells.

It describes a scene in which she visits a museum, talks about how the British economy is recovering, some of the government's policies have yielded results, and Hermione wants to make some investments with the money from her building society.

At the end of the paragraph, he mentioned that he wanted to use magic to make his front teeth smaller, but his parents opposed it and preferred to use dental braces.

Loren was a little hesitant. The Christmas holiday would be over in less than two weeks, so was there any need to reply?

He looked up and found that Hanhan didn't even eat the jam bread, and was staring at him with a pair of round eyes.

He finally wrote a reply letter under Hanhan's supervision.

Looking back at Britain during this period, the British government went through a series of reforms to reduce inflation, promote economic growth, and bring about consumption growth, but this was because Hermione came from a middle-class family and all the influences she was exposed to were positive.

In September 1992, a currency crisis would break out in the UK, causing the pound to depreciate significantly.

The reply analyzed some currency content, and based on the rising British national debt and possible currency depreciation, advised Hermione that if she wanted to manage her finances, she might want to exchange the money in the building society into US dollars or marks.

Regarding the little witch's front teeth, Loren replied that he thought squirrels were cute too.

Thinking of the currency crisis, he also wrote a letter to Grandpa Bates, advising Bates to exchange his property.

Considering that he had supported his comrades' relatives with his farm in Scotland for decades, his living expenses for attending Hogwarts were higher than those of some pure-blood families. Grandpa Bates could still travel around the UK and conduct his annual tour. Loren thought that Grandpa Bates might be a wealthy man.

At the end of January, the snow in Hogwarts became lighter, and it would take several days to see sporadic snowflakes. They could no longer have fun playing snowball fights, because spring was about to arrive.

Loren was finally able to completely outline the foundation of the formation, the double rings and the hexagram inside the rings. Compared to the formation, the traceless extension spell was already prepared, and now all he had to do was outline the three pairs of magic runes.

The day before school started, Loren rushed from the Room of Requirement to the auditorium for lunch.

His mind was still on the content of the Traceless Stretching Spell, and he didn't notice the figure of a little witch beside him.

"What are you busy with recently?" came the girl's soft voice.

"Traceless Extension Spell." Loren said, then turned to look at the little witch beside him, "Hermione, you're back!"

There was a joy in his voice that he himself was not aware of.

Hermione had shoulder-length curly hair, her big, bright brown eyes were fixed on Loren's face, and her squirrel-like front teeth were revealed when she smiled.

The girl's pretty face frowned when she heard the answer of the Traceless Extension Charm, "The use of the Traceless Extension Charm by individuals is expressly prohibited by the Ministry of Magic."

"I know." Loren nodded. "Are you going to report me?"

This answer gave Hermione a familiar feeling in her heart, and she clenched her fists unconsciously. It was definitely Loren himself.

The two walked side by side in the corridor.

"I don't think it's right for you to do this."

"I know. Are you going to report me?"

"We're only first years, we shouldn't be trying this kind of spell."

"I know. Are you going to report me?"

"This violates both school rules and the law."

"I know--"

Bang!

A slap on Loren's shoulder made both of them feel better.

Talking about currency at the dinner table, Hermione said that her mother agreed with Lauren's point of view, was curious about him, and invited Lauren to visit the Granger family during the summer vacation...

Loren counted his summer vacation plans. He was going to eat Grandpa Bates's roast lamb, visit the Weasleys to see the Burrow, and now there was one more thing: he was going to visit the Grangers.

Talking about Miranda's manuscript and the colorful firecrackers at the Christmas party.

Talking about the forest while camping and the dark wizards in Albania.

The table was filled with chatter from monetary policy to fiscal deficit.

Neither of them is talkative, but they always want to talk more with each other. Perhaps, a letter is not enough to express the longing that has been frozen for half a winter, and it will sprout before spring comes.

In the afternoon, a little witch appeared in the Room of Requirement. She was using a honey bottle to fill sand, and Loren was using a honey bottle to fill big stones.

Hermione didn't know how she was convinced that it would be convenient to have a portable space device. The beaded bag could hold all the luggage and books, which sounded very tempting.

Dinner time, in the auditorium.

Draco Malfoy dragged a black leather suitcase to the Gryffindor table. His blond hair was close to his scalp and he was sweating slightly. "Loren Morgan, this is a return gift for you."

When I opened the box, I found it was filled with frozen pears. There were blue lines on the inside of the box, and when I opened it, blue ice crystals were released around it.

Loren has been receiving frozen fruits from the little wizards over the past month, and his scalp tingled when he saw so many frozen pears.

He looked at Malfoy, "You might be trying to murder me—" before he could say no.

"Malfoy's gift, you are not qualified to refuse it."

Malfoy looked at Loren, his chin raised high.

Loren was amused by the kid's cocky expression and words, and he didn't want to have a conflict with him.

"Okay." Loren closed the box, "I'll return it to you tomorrow."

"You don't have to return the box." Malfoy was very satisfied with Loren's sensibleness and returned to the Slytherin table proudly.

"whispering sound!"

Ron, who was sitting not far away, made a strange noise. Before he could say anything, Harry, who had just returned to school, pulled him aside to talk about his Christmas holidays.

Sirius took him to Godric's Hollow, where he saw the grave of his parents.

Sirius was so anxious to settle accounts with Peter Pettigrew that he didn't even have time to attend the funeral of the Potters.

That cemetery is very large and there are many tombstones.

There are many wizarding families in Godric's Hollow. Sirius took Harry to look at the tombstones one by one and searched for a long time.

Harry had never felt anything like it before, and as he walked further and further into the graveyard, he felt a thrill of fear and anticipation at each headstone he approached.

Finally, next to the Dumbledore family cemetery, he saw his parents' tombstones.

The white marble gleamed in the darkness, and Harry memorized the inscription.

[James Potter

Born on March 1960, 3

Died October 1981, 10]

[Lily Potter

Born on March 1960, 1

Died October 1981, 10]

[The last enemy to be destroyed is death]

Sirius said that it might be something Dumbledore wrote down, meaning that life transcends death and that death is life.

Harry agreed with this guess, because next to it was the tombstone of Arianna Dumbledore, and it sounded like something Headmaster Dumbledore would say.

But they were gone, and now the rotting remains of his parents lay beneath the ice and stone, cold and unconscious, Harry thought.

Wallow in sadness until you see the ruins of the Potters' house.

White snow and black ivy hid the broken rubble, and wooden signs sprouted like flowers from the tangled nettles and weeds.

Written in gold letters:

[March 1981, 10,

Lily and James Potter died here

Their son Harry is the only one

A wizard who survived the Killing Curse.

This house, invisible to Muggles, has been preserved as it is.

This ruin is used to commemorate the Potters.

And warn against the violence that has torn their families apart.

Next to it are various inscriptions by wizards who have come to pay their respects over the past ten years, and the magical graffiti of the past ten years are shining brightly:

[Good luck, Harry, wherever you are.

Hope you read this, Harry, we all support you

My sincerest blessings to the boy who survived.

"Long live Harry Potter!" Sirius read the words loudly.

Such behavior made Harry's skin hot and also pulled him out of his sadness.

The two returned to Black House for a few days. For Harry, it was great to be with his godfather, riding broomsticks together and discussing Quidditch.

But Sirius couldn't stand the noisy old house-elf, so he took Harry to the Muggle world to play.

Harry was not surprised at all that Sirius knew about the Muggle world, as could be seen from the flying motorcycle he modified.

Chapter 85 Everyone's Holiday Has Their Own Story

"Sitting on the Ferris wheel, you can see the whole amusement park." Harry boasted, stressing each word. He looked into space while speaking, recalling the appearance of the Ferris wheel in his mind.

"But don't you fly higher when you ride your broom?" Ron wondered. He really couldn't understand what was so strange about a wizard standing high and seeing far.

"I—" Harry was stuck.

Yes, the Ferris wheel is not as high as the broom he rides, so why is he so happy?

Maybe it’s because I had to spend the past ten years of Christmas locked in the storage room under the stairs, counting the 196 floor tiles in the room and the 625 horizontal stripes on the ceiling of the storage room, and spending Christmas with them.

I thought about waiting until the Dursleys fell asleep at night and eating the Christmas dinner they hadn't finished. There was no clock in the storage room, so I didn't know how long this fantasy would last.

When the pig-like Dudley dragged his parents home and showed off the Ferris wheel loudly at the dinner table, this was Harry's first impression of the Ferris wheel.

"It's not that the Ferris wheel is fun, it's that Harry has his own family now." Neville said this, making the people around him feel a little strange.

Harry silently agreed with this statement, raised the juice in the glass and shook it gently, and said to himself silently: Cheers to this unprecedented Christmas.

Drink it all in one gulp.

In the Gryffindor common room, on a bench, five people from Loren's dormitory gathered together and talked about their Christmas holidays.

Hermione sat on the soft chair, her small back straight, concentrating on correcting several people's holiday homework.

Previously, I had filled in a random answer when I encountered a question I didn't know how to answer, and I tried to get the correct answer, but I was caught because of a mistake. This made this assignment much more difficult.

The situation is this: a question in Potions asks: Where can I get bezoars?

Ron's answer was "toilet", then he crossed it out and wrote "washroom" next to it.

This answer is too outrageous. The little witch couldn’t understand why such an answer was given. Did she only see the word “feces” when she saw the question?

After some questioning, Hermione figured out their trick. From then on, when she saw someone's wrong answers, she would just underline them with charcoal and no longer mark the correct answers.

Loren was thinking about how to tell Harry about Nagini. He had thought that they could communicate. But when Harry really came back, he was at a loss as to what to communicate.

He had a lot of thoughts in his mind, which finally converged on the Philosopher's Stone. He decided to ask Flamel about the matter tonight.

After Hermione finished marking the homework, she pulled Harry and Ron into a small circle and started to plot. To be honest, the three of them were a little loud. From time to time, some words about Fluffy, Nicolas Flamel, and the Philosopher's Stone popped up in the circle.

Neville talked about making frozen pears during the holidays. His grandmother was happy but also a little unhappy when she ate the pears.

"She likes the frozen pears I make, but she thinks I shouldn't do these things." Neville sighed. He didn't know how to face his grandmother and parents.

His grandmother wanted him to be a mighty man and continue the glory of Longbottom, but Neville felt that he was not up to the task.

He was not the Boy Who Lived, his wand couldn't cast a spell that could blow a troll's head off, he wasn't smart enough, he wasn't outgoing enough, and he had a bad memory.

He only remembered that the medicine at St. Mungo's was bitter, bitterer than the medicine that Madam Pomfrey had prescribed, bitterer than the medicine that Madam Pomfrey had gotten from Professor Snape.