Hogwarts: I Am Such a Model Wizard

Chapter 975 Harry and King’s Cross Station

"Harry, where are you going after you go back this time?"

On the Hogwarts Express, Ron looked at the fleeting scenery outside the window and asked in a low voice.

"Back to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, of course." Harry said, "Sirius is still waiting for me. He said in his letter that he wants to run a shop in Diagon Alley with me."

"It's great," said Ron, "that you don't have to go back to your aunt and uncle's house at last."

"That's right." Harry also smiled.

Before this, his first stop every year on vacation was always Privet Drive in Little Whinging. Even last year, he stayed there for a month and was escorted away by people from the Order of the Phoenix until he became an adult.

Although that experience had eased his relationship with Vernon Dursley's family a lot, and Dudley's attitude towards him had also changed a lot, if he went back again this year, I'm afraid Uncle Vernon would still be rude. Keep a face.

That family seemed to be allergic to wizards. As long as he still held a wand, the relationship between them could not really ease.

Fortunately, he didn't need to go anymore, Sirius was still waiting for him.

Harry also looked out the window. For a while, the longing for a new life gradually diluted the sadness of graduation.

"I just heard that you were going to open a store in Diagon Alley." Ginny opened the box door and walked in from the outside. "Then you can be neighbors with Fred George?"

"I don't know this yet." Harry came back to his senses, thought for a moment and said, "Sirius didn't tell me the address of the shop, and I don't know if it's next to him."

"You can't be far away from them," Hermione said firmly.

"Why?"

"Are you really a child who grew up in a wizarding family?" Hermione looked at him in disbelief and explained, "Or you didn't notice at all."

"I noticed something!" Ron was a little impatient, "Can you explain it clearly?"

"The location of Weasley's Wizarding Wheezes is deeper in Diagon Alley, and the shops outside near the Leaky Cauldron are already open."

"Is that clear enough?"

Ron's face turned slightly red. To be honest, he really didn't notice it... Maybe this was also related to the fact that he rarely went to Diagon Alley.

After all, given the situation of the Weasley family, Ron only had the opportunity to go there once a year when he was a child, and the routes were fixed, so he couldn't just wander around.

So strictly speaking, he really doesn't go to Diagon Alley more often than Hermione.

"Okay, we've graduated, can you guys stop arguing?" Harry couldn't help but said, standing between the two of them.

"Then what are you going to sell?" Ginny also spoke at the right time to help change the subject.

"I don't know." Harry shook his head, "But I think Sirius...well, he doesn't seem to have much talent for business."

"Impossible." Hermione was a little skeptical, "Sirius is a member of the Black family, with amazing wealth, and as far as I know, many industries in the wizarding world are related to Black.

"For example, the largest magical botanical garden mentioned in the fifth-grade employment guidance is the Black family's property."

"Black...Magic Botanical Garden?" Ron looked at her in surprise, "How do you know!"

"Maybe it's because I'm literate." Hermione said seriously: "If you were literate, you would have noticed that the person who bought the botanical garden two hundred years ago also had the surname Black."

Ron's face turned even redder, but he still managed to explain a few words, saying that only Hermione would be serious about employment guidance, and who would pay attention to those small leaflets...

Seeing his embarrassed look, the others couldn't help laughing.

"Maybe it's because Sirius moved to live with my dad after graduation." Harry smiled and said, "He really doesn't have any talent in some areas. You still remember that last year, in order to protect me, he was in the opposite corner. That cold drink shop in the alley?”

Hermione nodded.

Not only did she know about it, she had also been there once or twice.

"Not only did Sirius not earn a penny, he also owed thousands of galleons."

Bang!

The wizard's chess piece in Ron's hand fell to the ground. The knight got up from the ground, limped to Ron's feet, cursed, pulled out his sword, and poked his boots hard.

"Ouch!" Ron screamed in pain and subconsciously kicked the flag away, falling to the ground and smashing into pieces.

But Ron didn't care at all and looked directly at Harry.

"You just said that Sirius not only made no money, but also owed a thousand Galleons?"

"It should be more than a thousand...but that's okay." Harry nodded.

Ron smacked his lips.

Some sad news...his father's annual salary is just over a thousand galleons.

"It's hard to believe, isn't it? But it's true." Harry said, "Lupin was stupid in those days, and he lost a lot of weight."

"What does this have to do with Professor Lupine?"

"It seems that Lupine and Sirius bought the Squealer's bar together."

"Buy it..." Ginny opened her mouth, "I'm not talking about Professor Lupin behind his back, but can he really spend so much money?"

"I borrowed it from Kyle and I need to pay it back." Harry said, "It's just that in the past few years, because of Voldemort... well, as you all know, business in Hogsmeade has been very poor."

"Oh..." Everyone else in the carriage nodded at the same time.

They kind of understood Lupin, and this was really not happy news.

"But Sirius has already said that he will be responsible for this loss." Harry added.

"That's why I said that Sirius has no talent for business."

"And I would rather be a professional Quidditch player than open a shop in Diagon Alley. Oliver Wood has already said that he will help me keep an eye on which teams are short of seekers.

"However, he also told me that the position of seeker is not in short supply in professional teams. He suggested that I try to be a chaser. However, I have never been a chaser, so I have been hesitant."

Harry sighed and looked out the window. "After I go back this time, I plan to ask Sirius for his opinion, or maybe do some surprise training on pitching techniques."

"I think..." Ron looked at him and blurted out: "If you want Sirius to help you with advice, he will most likely buy a team directly and let you be the seeker."

Hermione and Ginny nodded.

Although they didn't know how many galleons it would take to buy a team, they knew that Sirius would definitely be able to afford it.

"But don't." Harry's face turned pale.

He wants to be a professional player, but not in such a high-profile way... After all, he has had enough of his so-called 'savior' identity. If he has another title, he will go crazy.

"You must keep it a secret for me and never tell Sirius this."

Several people laughed again.

By noon, a cart selling snacks came outside their box.

Harry almost bought all the snacks on the trolley, saying that they were rewards for helping keep the secret secret, and piled them all on the table.

"This is too much, we just can't finish it!"

"It's okay, you can take it home to eat." Harry said.

In a daze, he felt as if he had gone back to the time when it was first called the Hogwarts Express. Then, just like now, he bought all the snacks on the trolley.

Crucible cake, licorice wand, chocolate frog... At that time, he thought these snacks were the most delicious things he had ever eaten.

But now he is almost tired of eating these things.

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The compartment was noisy and full of laughter and laughter. The train was speeding along, and at a certain moment it suddenly slowed down and gradually stopped at King's Cross Station.

The students got off the bus and rushed toward the platform.

Harry, Ron, Hermione and a few seventh-grade students walked slowly at the back. They waited until the long queue in front disappeared and the lively platform became quiet again, then they gradually walked towards the wall that had been disguised by magic.

"Haha, I just said they will come out last. Mom, you still don't believe it."

Before Harry could fully walk out of the wall, he heard Fred's voice.

"I don't believe it. In fact, you, Charlie, and Bill were all the same as Harry when they were in seventh grade."

It was Mrs. Weasley's voice.

She came quickly and gave Harry a hug.

"Congratulations, my dear, congratulations on your graduation..."

Her voice was choked up, as if she was thinking of the scene when she first met Harry.

It was also at King's Cross station that a little boy wearing extremely ill-fitting clothes came to them to ask for directions.

Now the little boy has graduated.

Harry hugged her back and said sincerely, "Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."

When he said this, he subconsciously raised his head and glanced ahead.

Fred and George were here, and Bill.

Charlie has returned to the Fire Dragon Sanctuary in Romania, and Bill is staying here temporarily because he is getting married to Fleur.

There were only these three people. Harry searched around but couldn't find the person he wanted to see most.

"Where's Sirius..." he couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, I was just going to tell you." Mrs. Weasley sent Harry, "He went to the Ministry of Magic."

"What are you doing there?" Harry asked.

Graduating yourself is a big deal, and if it weren't for something more important, Sirius would definitely come.

"He has something to do..."

"Snape's second hearing has begun," Fred said before Mrs. Weasley could.

"After this hearing is over, we will know whether he is a Death Eater or one of Dumbledore's men."

"What does this have to do with Sirius?" Harry asked confused.

"Probably to pray." George couldn't help but laugh, "Pray that he is a Death Eater."

"Maybe Sirius can throw him into Azkaban himself."

"Don't talk nonsense, you two..." Mrs. Weasley glared at them angrily, then looked at Harry again and sighed.

"Well, since you already know, I won't hide it from you.

"Snape showed a memory at the last hearing... which has something to do with your mother. That's why Sirius went there."

"If you want to go too, you'd better leave quickly." Fred said, "We can send you to the Ministry of Magic before the hearing is over."

"The premise is that you have a way to get into the courtroom." George said.

Harry was in a daze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to agree.

But the next second, he suddenly realized that he should have seen that so-called memory, and it was handed to him by Snape himself on the night Voldemort attacked Hogwarts.

Harry looked a little complicated.

If the content in that memory is true, it can completely prove that Snape is Dumbledore's man, and he has helped him a lot.

But on the other hand, it was Snape who leaked Sybill Trelawney's prophecy, causing Voldemort to target their family.

Harry didn't know how he should face Snape, whether he should continue to hate him, and his heart became more and more complicated.

He was even thinking that it would be great if Snape died in that war, so that he wouldn't have to worry about it...

"Harry, Harry..." A series of calls brought him back to his senses. When he looked up, he found that everyone was staring at him.

"What are you thinking about, Harry?" George asked, "Make a decision quickly. The hearing started an hour ago. If you wait a little longer, you won't be able to catch up."

"Ah, it doesn't matter." Harry forced a smile, "I've seen that memory before, so I don't need to go there this time."

"Ah, have you seen it?" Fred walked over quickly, his eyes as bright as light bulbs.

"Tell us quickly, what is the content of that memory..."

"We are really curious..."

"I have never dreamed of attending this hearing..."

"But we are not invited and cannot enter the interrogation room..."

"Dad still wants us to pick you up..."

"He doesn't actually trust us!"

Fred and George crowded around Harry, trying to hear the contents of the memory from him.

Just when Harry was in trouble, a dark figure appeared behind them.

"You two, stop it and don't ask Harry this!"

Mrs. Weasley reached out, grabbed their ears at the same time, and lifted them up...

"Ouch, it hurts, mom..."

"Let go, Mom, I only have one ear left!"

Fred and George stood on tiptoe and exhaled in pain.

Hearing 'One Ear', Mrs. Weasley suddenly softened and let go of her hand.

But he said: "If you ask Harry these embarrassing questions again, I will twist off your other ear, do you hear me?"

"I heard it, I heard it..."

"We just don't ask."

The two of them got together, rubbed their ears, and whispered a few words over and over again.

Mrs. Weasley pretended not to hear and patted Harry's arm.

"Okay, dear, since you are not going to the Ministry of Magic, let's go home. How about going to the Burrow. Sirius will be here soon."

"That's great," Harry said happily.

At this time, Hermione's parents also arrived. They agreed to meet at the Burrow for a while and then separated.

Harry followed the Weasley family out of the station and came to the car parked at the intersection.

But just when Harry was about to get in the car, he suddenly paused and stared straight at the parking lot not far away.

"What's wrong with you?" Ron looked over there and found nothing. Everything was normal.

"No, it's nothing." Harry said. He looked at a fat middle-aged Muggle who came out from behind the car and was talking on the phone. He smiled and got into the car.

It was indeed a mistake...how could Uncle Vernon definitely come to pick him up?

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(End of chapter)