Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 272 Trivial ([-])

Even though he had experienced it twice, Harry still wasn't used to the uncomfortable feeling when he Apparated, and even this time his reaction was a little more serious.

Thanks also to Hermione, who cast a spell on him when he was about to vomit, and it made him feel a lot better.

Harry took a deep breath and let it out slowly, then opened his eyes and looked forward.But to their surprise, they didn't come directly to the door of the Burrow, but entered the dilapidated shack in the vegetable field of the Burrow.

"Before I send you there, I need to tell you something." Dumbledore pushed his glasses, looked at the two seriously and said.

"First of all, Harry, I need you to promise me one thing, and that is to keep the Invisibility Cloak with you no matter what time of the year it is."

His eyes were burning, and although Harry didn't know the reason, he nodded in agreement.He still knew that Dumbledore was for his own good no matter what.

Seeing that Harry agreed, Dumbledore continued, "Also, I noticed that you have been subscribing to the "Daily Prophet", so you should know that everything that happened in the Department of Mysteries that day has been spread."

"Yes." Harry lowered his head slightly, and his tone was somewhat melancholy, "Now everyone knows..."

"No, they don't know." Dumbledore interrupted him, "There are only two people in this world who know the full content of that prophecy, and they are both here now."

"However, many people also know the reason why those Death Eaters appeared there, and guess that the prophecy is related to you." He said, looking at Hermione next to him, "You didn't tell anyone the content of the prophecy, Harry?"

"No, Professor." Harry glanced at Hermione beside him with some unnaturalness.

"Your choice is not wrong, it is very wise." Dumbledore's eyes lingered on Hermione for a while before he said with a smile, "But I think you might as well tell your friends that many things that have happened over the years have shown that Yes, Miss Granger and Mr Weasley are your most solid backing."

Hearing this, Harry looked at the calm Hermione beside him, struggled in his heart, and said apologetically, "Sorry, Hermione..."

"It's okay, Harry." Hermione smiled and patted Harry's arm.

Seeing this, Dumbledore nodded in satisfaction, and said, "There is one more thing. I hope to give you a private class this semester, Harry."

"Lesson alone! With you?" Harry's face was full of surprise.

"Yeah, I think it's time to get more involved with your education."

"But...but, what will you teach me?" Harry asked.

"This...you will know when the time comes." Dumbledore said lightly, and then looked at Hermione next to him, "As for Miss Granger, I think it's good to do what you think now, after all, there are already A successful example is there, isn't it?"

"I understand, Professor," Hermione replied.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Harry was a little confused. He didn't know what the two were talking about. What is a successful example?Who is that example?

Before he could speak, Dumbledore walked out of the shack first.

"Okay, it's time for us to go over, the kitchen light is still on, don't keep Molly waiting too long."

Full of doubts, Harry and Hermione followed Dumbledore to the Burrow.They stood in front of the door, Dumbledore knocked lightly three times, and then heard a nervous voice from behind the door.

"Who?"

"It's me, Dumbledore, with Harry and Hermione."

The door opened, revealing Mrs Weasley's worried face.

"Harry, Hermione, dear! God, Albus, you startled me! You said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow morning!"

"Everything is going well." Dumbledore said with a smile, letting Harry and Hermione into the house before he went in, "Slughorn made it easy, not as difficult as I thought. Of course Now, it's all thanks to Harry and Hermione... Ah, hello, Nymphadora."

"Hello, Professor, Harry, Hermione." With a haggard face and gray-brown hair, Tonks sat listlessly at the table.

"Hello, Tonks." Harry and Hermione also greeted each other. Harry wanted to ask her what's the matter, but Tonks stood up abruptly, picked up the cloak beside him and put it on .

"I've got to go, thanks for the tea and the comfort, Molly."

Mrs. Weasley was about to say something, but before she could get out, Tonks hurried out the door, apparated and left.

"Okay, I should go too." Dumbledore looked at the time and said, "Harry, Hermione, we'll see you at Hogwarts. And Molly, please tell me if you need anything."

He bowed to Mrs. Weasley, turned and walked out of the room, turning around where Tonks had disappeared, and leaving too.

Mrs. Weasley looked out the door cautiously, then closed the door, led Harry and Hermione to the table, and studied their faces carefully by the light.

"You guys are growing up too fast, it's just a summer vacation, it's like a stretching spell...By the way, are you hungry?"

"A little."

"Wait a minute, honey, I'll make you something to eat."

Mrs. Weasley walked to the kitchen, while Harry and Hermione sat down at the dining table obediently.As soon as he sat down, a furry guy rushed towards Hermione silently, was caught, and placed on his lap.

"When did it get here?" Harry asked in surprise, looking at Crookshanks obediently lying on Hermione's lap.

"Tonks passed by my house a few days ago, and I asked her to come here." Hermione said while stroking the cat.

"That's right, I was taken aback at the time, and wondered why you didn't come together..." Mrs. Weasley tapped an iron pot with her wand, and the iron pot immediately jumped onto the stove, and then gurgled Voice, "Would you like bread, dear?"

"Thank you, Mrs Weasley."

The iron pot jumped onto the dining table again, and two bowls jumped off the cabinet, just in time to catch the onion soup poured out of the pot.Mrs. Weasley waved her wand again, the spoon jumped into the bowl, a piece of bread and a knife also fell on the table, cut into slices automatically, and flew in front of the two of them.

With a wave of his hand, the iron pot returned to the stove, and Mrs. Weasley sat directly opposite the two of them, watching the two of them eat with kindness.

"So you were the ones who persuaded Horace Slughorn to take the job?"

"It should be, but I think Hermione deserves more credit." Harry swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty, and replied.He still felt that Hermione's dangerous, deja vu magic was the most important reason for Horace's consent, compared to his so-called Boy Who Lived and Savior titles.

Although, according to Dumbledore's Horace's character, his own fame also played a role, but no matter how you look at it, Hermione's amazing talent is more attractive to him.

After all, Horace had said it too, and Hermione reminded him of one of his favorite students...

His mother, Lily Evans.

(End of this chapter)