Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 67: The One Who Can't Come Back

Chapter 510 The One Who Can't Come Back

On the dim street, under the strange-looking flying machines, six figures were waving goodbye reluctantly.

"Are you going back to Hogwarts?" Harry looked at Krum, who was still serious.

"Yes, I heard that not only Durmstrang, but also students from the other two colleges live in Hogwarts, together with those wolf wizards." Draco said after thinking for a moment.

Ginny didn't speak, she was just yawning secretly.

Neville was about to say a few words, but was interrupted by Ron.

"Krum, Krum, how can I live without you, Krum!"

Faced with Ron's fierce confession, the stiff face that seemed to be unchanged even if a mountain was pressing down on him suddenly changed color.

"Shut up!

I beg you, Ron.

Don't talk, if you promise, I can give you a few more autographed photos." He stepped forward quickly and covered Ron's mouth.

You know, he is a famous world-class Quidditch star, and there is also Harry Potter here. If he attracts people here, he can't go back to the Leaky Cauldron to rest.

Thinking of this, he looked at Draco first, "We students don't live in Hogwarts.

There are only professors and the headmaster, who are now acting as professors for those wolf-transformed wizards.

That bastard Grindelwald is said to be studying how to turn Muggles into wizards!"

"Then you-?" Draco asked.

"The French witch and I should have traveled at our own expense.

We will officially come to the UK with other students.

You will see something very interesting then." Although Krum couldn't make any expressions other than frowning and blinking due to the stiffness of his face, there was still a smile in his eyes.

"What is it?" Harry blinked curiously.

"I won't spoil it for now.

Here, Ron, my autographed photo. I'm leaving first." After letting Ron go, Krum quickly stuffed him a handful of photos and ran away without looking back.

"Krum~what's wrong with you?" Ron looked at the photos again. "Fortunately, these photos are not the same, and they are all signed."

"I'm leaving." Neville on the side suddenly spoke up and disappeared into the crowd.

"Aren't we all going to the Leaky Cauldron?

Use the fireplace there and go back via the Floo Network.

Krum lives there." Harry asked in confusion.

Draco on the side quickly gestured and looked at Ron.

Ron was still there like a pervert, looking at the photos in his hand hungrily.

Harry understood.

The next morning, it was a familiar room again.

Harry rubbed his eyes and yawned.

"Harry, Harry. Harry!" There was a sound of bangs on the stairs outside the door, and Ron's voice.

"What's wrong?" Harry finished speaking, picked up the wand on the table, and cleaned his mouth and face.

As the tartar in his mouth, the breath, the grease and eye mucus on his face disappeared, Harry also became energetic.

Bang!

The door was pushed open by Ron.

He held a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand, his hair was messy, and he was still wearing pajamas.

But the sound of footsteps on the stairs did not disappear.

After a while, two figures in pajamas appeared behind Ron, Ginny and Draco.

"Harry, Mom and Dad are missing." Ginny didn't seem to know as much as Ron and Draco.

Because in the face of Ginny's question, Ron and Draco looked clear.

"You'll know after reading this." Ron raised the Daily Prophet in his hand.

"There is also a very interesting news." Draco added.

"What?" Harry took the newspaper, and Ginny also came over.

There were three familiar figures on the side of the newspaper, one of whom was Neville, who had just met yesterday.

He was sturdy and kept wiping his tears.

And the two people behind Neville, they had seen them in the group photo of the Order of the Phoenix.

It was Neville's parents!

They were still wearing St. Mungo's pajamas, as if they had just been discharged from the hospital and had no time to change.

They no longer had the round and happy faces in the photo of the earliest members of the Order of the Phoenix.

They looked thin and haggard, with big eyes and messy white and dry hair, giving people a feeling that the wind could blow them away.

Harry looked at the text below:

The awakening of the heroes of the First Wizarding War!

Frank Longbottom and Alice Longbottom were a great couple respected by the wizarding world.

Before they suffered that terrible experience (being tortured crazy by Bellatrix Lestrange with the Cruciatus Curse), they were serious and responsible Aurors.

They were also the first generation members of the Order of the Phoenix fighting on the front line against the Death Eaters.

Fortunately, according to Meliam Straw, a therapist at St. Mungo's closed ward, "When I was making Mr. Bode's bed (this is related to another piece of news, please turn to the next page), I heard Agnes in the next bed suddenly making continuous noises, and then I noticed that the Longbottoms had woken up.

This was completely different from usual. They all seemed extremely rational and even spoke!

You know, they didn't talk much all the time, just gestured, or held hands and lay quietly together.

Except for the name Neville (Longbottom's son), they often said it. Then"

We all know what happened next.

The Longbottoms were hurriedly picked up by Ms. Augusta, Frank Longbottom's mother, and when they got home, they happened to meet Neville who had just returned from shopping in Diagon Alley.

So there was the photo above.

Their son Neville is also a great boy.

A top student in Ravenclaw, helpful (as everyone knows, he helped students buy books for free at Flourish and Blotts that day), with a burly figure

Harry couldn't help but smile.

He almost couldn't wait to look down.

There was another photo below.

But this was a group photo. The Longbottoms had changed their clothes.

He had also tidied his hair, and looked much more energetic.

In the group photo, Neville and his grandmother were not there.

But he was not surprised at all.

This was a group photo of the Order of the Phoenix!

Dumbledore, Moody, Hagrid, Sirius. Even Mr. Weasley and others!