days at Hogwarts

Chapter 722: There is no place for homework in the summer vacation plan
After dinner, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse.

After the little wizards had their fill, they gathered around the campfire and chatted.

Loren and Hermione sat on a low stool and teased Fang.

Hagrid came over carrying a hand-woven wicker basket filled with freshly washed fruits. Lake water was dripping out. It seemed that he had dipped the wicker basket into the lake to wash the fruits. The half-blood giant did things in such a simple and rough way.

"After-meal fruit is here."

"Thank you, Hagrid."

Yaya, who was lying on the ground, looked up and saw that it was just fruit. He felt bored and lay down again, resting his chin on Loren's shoe, and his bald tail slowly shaking.

The real big fruits in the forest were either picked by animals before they were ripe, or were eaten by insects and birds. The fruit basket was filled with small fruits produced in the forest, including strawberries, mulberries, cherry tomatoes and unknown wild berries. They were of different sizes and strange shapes. They were washed clean, and there was still cold lake water on their surface. Some of the fruits were scratched by vine knots, and the fresh fruity fragrance wafted out, which was particularly pleasant.

Loren grabbed a handful without caring about the variety and put two or three into his mouth. However, he didn't expect that the wild berries mixed in them would prick his back and make his eyebrows fall off because of the sourness.

It’s always these wild berries, they all look the same, some are sweeter than strawberries, some are sourer than lemons. They are like ginger assassins who are good at camouflage. If you take a bite of them unexpectedly, you will feel unwell.

Hermione glanced at him, avoiding the wild berries, picked up a strawberry and put it in her mouth, biting off most of it. It had the right amount of sweet and sour, not overwhelming, and had a unique wild fruit aroma, giving it a unique flavor.

"Crack..."

There was a crisp sound coming from the fire, it was unclear whether it was the firewood cracking, or an unknown beetle falling in and burning. The bonfire was not very strong. The summer night in the forbidden forest was neither hot nor cold. The fire was lit only for lighting.

Harry poked the fire with a small stick and suddenly said, "I don't plan to go home during the summer vacation. I want to stay in school."

"Why?" Hagrid looked at him in surprise.

"Returning to Privet Drive will only make the Dursleys panic. Besides, Voldemort and the Death Eaters are elusive and might really put them in danger." Harry stared at the burning flames, his tone calm and relaxed, "More importantly, I don't have to stay by Aunt Petunia's side to continue my mother's protection."

"Harry..." Ginny couldn't help but hold his hand.

Ron turned his head and spit out the fruit core, scratching his head: "You can come to my house, or go to Sirius's place, isn't that what we did last summer?"

"So there were a lot of troubles last summer. Mad-Eye was busy with security work, and Tonks and the others were forced to hide in disguise. The two groups had to rotate between Grimmauld Place and the Burrow."

"What should we do? You can't stay in school forever. As long as Voldemort is alive, will you never go home?" Ron turned his head and looked at the two people opposite him. "Loren, Hermione, please persuade him."

"Like Professor Moody said, it's always better to be vigilant and cautious. Hogwarts is indeed the safest place." Hermione paused and explained in detail, "Our family has temporarily connected to the Floo Network, and perhaps traces will be left in the Transportation Department. If Voldemort finds out something during the time he occupied the Ministry of Magic, there might really be danger... This summer vacation, Loren and I canceled our travel plans and planned to stay at home. Although the probability of Voldemort and the Death Eaters attacking us is not high."

"Damn Voldemort!" Hagrid cursed.

"In fact, I'd like to spend my summer vacation at Hogwarts." Harry grinned. "No need to worry about food. Dobby and Winky will take care of me. Their cooking skills are much better than Aunt Petunia's. If I get bored in the castle, I'll come to find Hagrid. I haven't experienced what it's like to patrol the Forbidden Forest with a gamekeeper."

Loren paused for a moment. “So there’s never a place for homework in summer plans, right?”

"..."

Harry couldn't help but fall silent.

Loren rubbed Yaya's neck: "No matter how cautious you are, you still have to go home. The holiday is for reuniting with your family. Even if you don't want to reunite with the Dursleys, you should always consider Mrs. Weasley and your godfather's ideas. At least write a letter to ask their opinions." "Speaking of writing letters..." Ron frowned, "My mother hasn't written to us for a long time."

Harry was stunned for a moment: "Sirius and Remus too."

"They don't even have time to write a letter. What are they busy with?"

"You won't forget us..."

"Even if you forget to write to me, you shouldn't forget to write to you and Ginny, right?"

"Did we forget something?"

Hearing this, everyone seemed to remember something and stared at the burning fire in a trance. After a short silence, a group of people called out the name in unison:
"Betty!"

……

"Sirius, congratulations, mother and daughter are safe."

"You are tired of hearing words of thanks, but I still want to say, thank you very much for taking care of me during this period, Molly!"

The bright and clean delivery room was decorated very cozily. Sirius, with bloodshot eyes, hugged Molly and repeated his words of gratitude over and over again, his voice choked and unclear.

Molly patted his shoulder gently to comfort the man who had just become a father.

"..."

It took a long time to calm down. Sirius sat down in front of the bed, looking at his wife who was sleeping tiredly, with a soft heart.

Ever since the Potters were betrayed by Wormtail and sacrificed, he had never been as terrified as he was today, and had never experienced such a long wait as today. Until he finally learned the news of the successful birth, he felt that all the waiting was worth it.

Molly stood by, looking at the baby in the incubator, with a gentle smile on her face. Molly was always pregnant, always gave birth herself, and rarely took care of other pregnant women like she was doing now. Witnessing the birth of a life from the perspective of a bystander, she felt a special kind of emotion.

"It's really troublesome for you to go through all this trouble with us. We all know that it's easier for wizards to give birth at home."

"Oh, you don't have children, so you have no right to say that. Believe me, pregnant women have the highest power, and Betty is not a witch. She can give birth wherever she wants."

"thanks, thanks……"

"In fact, I think Muggle hospitals are pretty good. If I had these nurses to help me when I gave birth, I would definitely not be as fat as I am now."

"Maybe you can give Ginny another sister."

"Spare us."

"..."

Hearing the voices coming from the door, Lupin outside the delivery room glanced at Tonks next to him, only to see Tonks put her finger in front of her lips, signaling for silence. Then the two of them stepped back quietly and came to the corridor where they could talk loudly.

(End of this chapter)