Everyday Players at Hogwarts

Chapter 547 The mission panel where the mission is completed

That's it, that's it?

Is this what is called a true lie?

Fortunately, she thought she was very high-ranking.

This time it wasn't Kate watching Harry's live broadcast.

She also has her own life, okay.

In fact, several hours had passed since Harry and the others had played by the stream.

The sky also darkened.

The reason why she knew all this was because Harry's so-called system panel would record wonderful scenes when the mission was refreshed.

She only saw the mission refresh and Harry's voice before the mission was completed.

Therefore, Kate did not see Ron's happy togetherness just now.

If this is the case, although I'm sorry, Ron will probably only be a girl from now on.

Faced with Kate's complaints, Ryan was noncommittal.

He yawned and said to Kate sleepily on the bed: "Mission 7 was originally made up.

The only function of this task is to guide the development of Harry Potter's abilities. right

For Harry, his ability is the backbone.

The sophistication of a lie is all a matter of detail.

Only in this way can he stop being a master and a slave. "

"What about mission eight? Is it just gone?" Kate climbed to Ryan's side and asked, leaning her little head on Ryan's shoulder.

"A talented wizard once said that seven is the most magical number.

So I think it's okay to end it here. " Ryan said.

In order to prevent Kate from losing her temper, he turned his head and soothed her with his mouth.

But Kate, who had experienced many battles with Ryan, naturally didn't care much.

She puffed up her cheeks and pushed Ryan away, "What else can you think of besides this?

Is this the end of "Harry Potter and the Resurrection Stone"? "

Ryan responded shamelessly, "Of course not.

But you forgot?

It's already the 28th, and school will start at Hogwarts next Monday, September 1st.

Do I still need to assign so-called tasks through the system? "

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Harry felt that the summer vacation had ended too quickly.

To be honest, he only spent four days playing this summer vacation.

The rest of the time was occupied by tasks, being engaged to Ginny, and choosing a site for the cemetery.

Even though they were things that Harry did from his heart and devoted himself wholeheartedly, Harry couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

He was suddenly so glad that he was a wizard and went to the same Hogwarts as his family.

If it were Stonewall High School that Aunt Petunia was talking about.

Then he might as well find a wall and hit himself to death.

However, the reason why he still has four days to play.

It was all because of that mission that came to an abrupt end.

He still remembers that after he understood what a true lie was a few days ago, the task panel in his retina refreshed.

However, what appeared in front of him was not the so-called mission eight.

It's a notification message.

Inform him that the task has been completed. All he had to do was spend several months on April 3, 1994, just before Easter, instilling his new habits into Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

For example, during a certain period of time, a person will suddenly disappear and train himself.

Then he only needs to disappear during Easter on April 3 at the agreed time period.

Go to Gaunt's old house in the real world, destroy Voldemort's curse, absorb Voldemort's remnant soul - remove the resurrection stone from the identity of the Horcrux, and perform a resurrection ceremony.

The last thing to note is that he must return to Hogwarts before performing the last step of the resurrection ceremony - calling his mother's name.

These are the only things he needs to do.

So, in the last few days, he had time to really enjoy his summer vacation.

On the last night, Mrs. Weasley conjured up a sumptuous dinner, all of which were Harry's favorite foods. The last dish was honey pudding that made people drool.

Fred and George's laborious fireworks display completed the evening.

The kitchen was filled with red and blue stars, bouncing between the ceiling and walls for at least half an hour.

After enjoying themselves, everyone drank a cup of hot chocolate and went to bed.

Setting off the next morning took a long time.

They get up as soon as the rooster crows, but there still seems to be a lot to do.

Mrs. Weasley was irritated as she rushed here and there looking for spare socks and quilts.

We always bumped into each other on the stairs, half-dressed and holding a bit of leftover bread in our hands.

While carrying Ginny's suitcase to the car, Mr. Weasley tripped over a chicken in the yard and nearly broke his neck.

"This is the Seamless Stretching Spell," Draco said to the trunk of the car in admiration before getting in the car.

Those suitcases were magically enlarged.

Mr. Weasley on the side nodded proudly, "Of course, but that's not all.

How else could these eight large boxes, twelve people, an owl and a mouse fit into this little Ford Anglia? "

"Arthur~, Muggles are really smarter than we thought. You can't tell that the car is so spacious from the outside, right?" Mrs. Weasley suddenly appeared behind Mr. Weasley.

Her tone was extremely soft and strange.

"Dad is going to die." Ron next to Harry wiped his cold sweat.

Harry's question mark face.

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Ron looked at Mr. Weasley with sympathy, "When it was not yet legal to modify Muggle items, my father lied to my mother, saying that the spaciousness of the car was all due to the spatial structure design of the Muggles, and had nothing to do with magic.

That's what my mother sighed at the time."

After everyone got on the car sparsely.

"We have to hurry up. After sending Harry and the others to school and sending you home, Bill, Charlie and I still have to go to work!" Mr. Weasley looked at his watch and said in a tone that tried to hide his fear.

Obviously, Mr. Weasley wanted to postpone this disaster until he got home from get off work.

Mrs. Weasley also hesitated.

She glanced at the back seat, where Harry, Ginny, Neville, Draco, Ron, Fred, George, Percy, Charlie and Bill were sitting comfortably side by side.

So, between the children, work and teaching Mr. Weasley a lesson, she still chose the former.

"Okay, go home early tonight." Mrs. Weasley said almost gritting her teeth.

Her unconsciously clenched fists revealed her anger.

This made Mr. Weasley, who wanted to pat the steering wheel to vent his joy, quickly retract his hand, eagerly started the engine, and drove the car out of the yard.

As for the people who were afraid, they also keenly smelled the wrong atmosphere.

So, the most depressing journey in history began.

Even if Mr. Weasley pressed the invisible booster and let the car fly into the sky and shuttle through the clouds, it didn't make everyone smile.

Fortunately, ten minutes later, King's Cross Station arrived.

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