The next morning.

After eating breakfast, Thorne found a bench outside the hotel and sat there waiting for Hermione to pick him up.

After all, Hermione had told him several times this semester that she would invite him to her house for a while, and it would be a bit unreasonable if he didn't go.

Not long after, a car stopped at Thorne, and Hermione rolled down the window and leaned out to greet him.

"Get in quickly." She opened the car door and waved.

"I'm here." Thorne got in and greeted Mr. Granger who was driving in front: "Hello, Uncle Granger."

"How is school? I heard from Hermione that you found your relatives. Do you have any difficulties?" Mr. Granger asked while getting off the car.

"Yes, she is my aunt, and there is really no difficulty." Thorne replied.

"That's good. When Hermione came back from the first grade, she didn't eat dinner that night because you didn't come, and then she kept talking about you in my ear throughout the holiday." Mr. Granger said faintly.

"....Is this murderous intent?" Thorne asked in his heart.

"Don't think too much, this is jealousy, just say... laugh awkwardly, and then say Hermione didn't tell you this." Yin Yue replied.

"Uh hehe... Hermione really didn't tell me this." Thorne repeated Yin Yue's teachings in full like a parrot.

The two chatted for a while, until Hermione saw that Thorne was forcing a bitter face in the chat, and then she quickly led the conversation to her side. At this time, Thorne finally calmed down a little.

"What should I do? I suddenly regret it a little... Can you control my body, Yin Yue?" Thorne asked, leaning on the back of the chair.

"Uh... No, are you so socially anxious?" Yin Yue suddenly appeared in the co-pilot seat, kneeling on the co-pilot seat, hugging the back of the chair and looking at Thorne and asked.

"It's very troublesome. I regretted it. It's better to let me go to Azkaban to break out of prison than to visit other people's homes... I get angry when I talk about this. Fudge, the spineless man, just let Hagrid out. Can't he manipulate it a little bit to let Hagrid take root and sprout directly in there?"

"Don't be angry, just treat him as air. Anyway, he has been hiding from you since he came out of Azkaban." Yin Yue comforted.

In the car, Thorne was chatting with Yin Yue, and Hermione was chatting with Mr. Granger. Unknowingly, they returned to Hermione's home, a two-story villa with a single door.

"Get out of the car, kids, we're here." Mr. Granger walked out of the car and said to Thorne and the others.

Mrs. Granger also came out of the house to greet them, saying, "Lunch is ready. Wash your hands and eat!"

Thorne remembered the last time he was at Malfoy Manor, and decisively asked Yin Yue, "Do you know how to talk later?"

"Just leave it to me!"

After getting Yin Yue's promise, Thorne finally felt relieved, and the following meal was also a great success for both the host and the guest. This shows that Yin Yue's emotional intelligence is indeed much higher than Thorne's...

She is also better at talking than him, just a little bit.

After dinner, Hermione took Thorne's hand and came to the yard. Mr. Granger was in the living room, and Hermione couldn't go to the bedroom. Thorne felt depressed staying in other places, only the yard.

However, this scene inexplicably gave people the feeling of a little kid playing house.

"Why don't we go out for a walk? It's better than sitting here." Thorne suggested.

Hermione looked around, it was quiet, and there were no extra dark clouds in the sky, and then nodded.

"Do I need to take anything?" Hermione asked.

"Just take you with you."

"Okay, I'll take you around. This should be your first time out in the Muggle community." Hermione said.

"Not the first time."

The two walked and stopped until Thorne stopped at a telephone pole.

"What's wrong?" Hermione asked.

Thorne raised his eyebrows and tore off a wanted poster on it.

[Sirius Black, a serious criminal, carrying a gun, please report to the nearest police station if you meet him! ]

Hermione looked at the wanted poster with some confusion.

"He is my..." Thorne thought about the British way of calling him and said, "He is my uncle, who was imprisoned in Azkaban, but he has escaped now."

Thorne couldn't help but smile, probably because Fudge had contact with Sirius when he went to Azkaban to bring Hagrid out.

But what is puzzling is that the holiday has just begun, and the photos of the Weasley family traveling have not been published in the newspapers. It doesn't make sense for him to escape from prison at this time...

"Your uncle...Will you be in danger?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"No, you have an owl, right?" Thorne shook his head and said.

"Yes, do you want to write a letter?"

"Well, send a letter to Dumbledore tonight. I should leave tomorrow because of this matter... hehe." Thorne scratched his head and said awkwardly.

"Of course, he is your uncle after all." Hermione understood.

"Yeah. "Thorne nodded and put the wanted poster back, then walked around the street with Hermione for a while before returning home.

Thorne didn't shy away from it, and went directly into Hermione's room and wrote a letter to Dumbledore on the desk, asking him what happened to Sirius, and one more important question.

Does he know the truth about Sirius being imprisoned in Azkaban, and does he know about Peter Pettigrew, such a valuable thing? Of course, he didn't ask the latter, but only the former.

[Do you really think he betrayed the Potters?]

After writing the last paragraph, Thorne folded it and tied it directly to the owl, asking him to send it to Dumbledore quickly.

"Have you finished writing the letter?" Hermione asked as she watched Thorne walk out of the room.

"Just some ordinary things, and I have to thank you in advance for your hospitality."

"Just be careful." Hermione reminded.

"I will. "

The two went downstairs to have dinner, and Thorne told the table that he would leave tomorrow.

"Then I'll drive you to the station tomorrow." Mr. Granger said.

"No, no, I can fly back by myself." Thorne quickly refused.

"Broomstick? Wouldn't it attract too much attention?" Mrs. Granger asked.

"It's okay, I can perform the Disillusionment Charm."

He shook his head and didn't explain that the broomstick and the silk robe were not the same thing.

Until the next day, the Grangers watched the silk robe that appeared out of thin air on Thorne's body, and flew into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mr. Granger asked: "Hermione? Can you do it?"

"...No."

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