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Chapter 302 A deserted Hogwarts

Harry's current expression was like the surface of a calm sea.

Through the blue, gauze-like water on the surface, Hermione seemed to be able to see whirlpools in the deep water, and perhaps, vague sea monsters.

"Yes, Hermione." Harry looked at Dumbledore without blinking.

The green in his eyes was bright and psychedelic, just like the nebulae observed by ordinary people using telescopes.

The minds of Dumbledore and others were entangled with each other. Even if no one used magic, some images that only Harry could see emerged from them.

Behind Dumbledore is a faceless, transparent puppet; Professor McGonagall is a tired but alert cat;
Behind Snape stood a dark ghost, but its heart was beating with a red color that shone brighter than a gem;
Tom Riddle is a chameleon that is almost integrated with the world; Professor Quirrell is a headless, huge black snake coiled on a giant tree.

The other little wizards only exuded hazy mist, but the mist seemed to be exposed to the strong wind and scattered everywhere.

"Did you do a divination? Or was it a prophecy given by God?" Hermione looked at Harry worriedly.

She vaguely felt that Harry had jumped into a mysterious world.

She was obviously holding Harry's hand, but it felt like she was touching a newly formed cicada.

Although Harry's body still has the vitality of life, it is already an empty shell, and his real soul does not know where it has gone.

"None of them, Hermione." Harry came back to his senses and his pupils returned to normal, "That's all I can tell you, Hermione."

"Too many secrets will affect your progress on the path of magic."

Hermione held Harry's hand tighter, and she breathed a sigh of relief as the touch of life returned to her palm.

"I understand, I will study hard."

The path of magic practice will become more complicated as the wizard grows up.

If a wizard knows too many secrets, then the originally clean road will become filled with water and quagmire.

It will be very difficult for the wizard to move forward on the changing road, and if he is not careful, he will make himself very embarrassed.

Therefore, the rapid growth period of most wizards occurs during their carefree student days without much interference from the outside world.

Of course, secrets like Harry's, involving existences like the mysterious man and Dumbledore, will appear in more than just water and quagmire on the path of magic practice.

It may be a swamp, a cliff, or even a bloody ghost that actively attacks the soul.

Harry gently touched Hermione's head and held her in his arms.

Hermione let him do what he did. She pressed her face against Harry's chest and whispered, "My parents told me to go back."

"But I don't want to."

If I go back, I'm afraid I will be farther and farther away from you.

Hermione raised her head and looked at Harry, but the words in her heart remained unspoken.

"Don't worry, it's absolutely safe here." Harry said with a serious face, "Besides, Uncle and Aunt Granger will also be safe."

"Nothing will happen in the ordinary world, I promise you."

Hermione felt more relaxed. She broke away from Harry's arms and immediately started writing a letter to her parents.

After a while, she finished writing the letter.

The owl wasn't full when Hermione tied her letter to its leg.

It looked at the half-left pumpkin pie with its big eyes, and tears almost flowed from its beak.

"Here you go, you can ask the post office to buy you some delicious food." Harry put a gold galleon into a small bag and tied it to the owl's leg.

"That'll buy at least a thousand pumpkin pies."

The owl looked at his legs with shock on his face. He felt that his body was heavy.

It knows that what it wants to send is not a light letter, but a thousand pumpkin pies!
The owl flapped its wings and flew up without even glancing at the cake on the plate.

Farewell, half a piece of cake, I am going to swim in the huge ocean of cakes!

Hermione rolled her eyes at Harry angrily, "You really don't know how to save money. One silver coin is a lot, and you actually gave me gold galleons."

"After all, it's your letter. I hope this owl will pay more attention to it."

"Hmph." Hermione hummed with her mouth raised, feeling that the books she took out of her schoolbag became pink and cute.

The two Weasley brothers on the side were already stunned.

"George, did you see that? Harry gave the owl a gold galleon."

"I saw it, don't make any noise. I'm already imagining myself as that owl."

Ron crossed his arms, looking unsurprised. In his mind, Harry always looked like a goblin bank vault.

It was just a gold galleon, and there were often potion formulas in the dormitory that he couldn't understand.

According to Harry, each recipe requires at least ten gold galleons.

Obviously those pieces of parchment are not worth a copper nut!

Ron even saw Harry using "ten galleons" to light a griddle...

"George, Fred, how should we reply to the letter from home?" Ron shook the letter in his hand, attracting the attention of the two brothers.

"Listen to mom."

"Yes, we need to protect Harry."

"Dad can't make the decision at home, and it's very exciting to be in close contact with a mysterious person."

"That's right, even if the mysterious person comes to our house, mom will make the decision."

Ron nodded to show that he understood.

Of course he also tends to listen to his mother, and Harry is his good brother.

"George, Fred, I seem to remember that Principal Dumbledore said that Harry was going to become a Slytherin student."

Ron blinked and then asked: "How do we protect him when he is in Slytherin?"

"Good question, Ron, but I think this is Gryffindor's chance."

"Yes, Ron, we are going to conquer Slytherin. This is part of the plan to protect Harry."

"I intend to support Harry in becoming Gryffindor's first year prefect."

"And then support Harry to become Slytherin's first year prefect."

"Finally, Harry will eat at the Gryffindor table every day! Fred, I can't wait to get started."

"Me too, George. We will write the most glorious history for Gryffindor!"

"..."

Ron grinned. He looked at his two brothers who were having a lively discussion and did not bother him. Instead, he sat down and started writing a letter to his mother.

He had a lot to say.

For example, interesting stories about school, or daily routine.

Of course, he also successfully released the transformation technique and showed his unique talent in defense against black magic!
The owl in front of Ron looked at the longer and longer letter with a sad expression.

It began to feel that the letter it wanted to send became visibly heavier.

Alas, the owl postman's journey is really gray and boring.

Until Harry handed over a gold Galleons, that golden light illuminated its journey...

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the next day.

The halls of Hogwarts were noticeably deserted.

Many little wizards were taken home.

At least two-thirds of the young wizards who were having breakfast together in the hall were gone.

Most of those who stayed were pure-blooded little wizards.

There are also some young wizards who were left behind by "ambitious" mixed-race wizard parents and parents who clearly felt that the wizarding world was uneasy.

The little wizards who stayed behind had sad expressions, as if they had no hope for the future.

Harry, who was among them, was not disturbed by the oppressive atmosphere.

He is full of expectations now, because today's first class——

Snape's Potions class.

　Gone.

　　I have something big to do recently (not starting a new book), so there will be less updates, and I may take time off from time to time.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)