Hogwarts Card Drawer

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Chronos was on his way back after saying goodbye to the Delacour family. He heard a large group of wizards surrounding Bayer, the Portkey Keeper, clamoring to get out of the camp as soon as possible.

Chronos turned a corner, and Mr. Greengrass' camp loomed in front of him. Mr. Greengrass had already magically packed the contents of the tent into his knapsack, and they were evidently preparing to leave the camp as well.

"Thank God, Chronos. You came back safe and sound, otherwise Professor Slughorn would have killed me." Mr. Greengrass patted Chronos's clothes up and down.

Hearing Mr. Greengrass' voice, Daphne, who was still in the tent, rushed up in a few steps.

"Great, you're fine..." Daphne grabbed Chronos and hugged her tightly.

"Oops! Daphne, you're going to strangle me to death." Kronos had never noticed her hand strength before.

"Okay, it's almost dawn now." Mr. Greengrass looked up at the direction of the sunrise, "For your safety, I think we should hurry up!"

Mr. Greenglass stowed the last tent into his knapsack with his wand. Chronos didn't remember having that backpack when he came.

"There, boys." Mr. Greengrass held out his own arms again, motioning for them to wrap them around.

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In the twilight of dawn, Chronos walked home along the wet path through the village of Otteri San Catchibor. He asked Mr. Greengrass to bring it here, and Chronos would rather walk home than Floo powder.

Along the way Chronos was thirsty and all he could think about was going back to have breakfast. He turned the corner and the apartment appeared in front of him.

"Oh, thank God, thank God!" Kronos just pushed open the door, and there was a shout from the dimly lit room.

Horace was waiting for him in the living room in his pajamas, and when he saw Chronos at the door, he stepped forward, stepping on the slippers he wore in the bedroom.

His face was pale and tense, and he was still clutching a rolled up "Daily Prophet".

"Cronos, I'm really worried, even though I know you...but I'm still too worried." Horace put his arms around Kronos' head lightly, pressing him against himself on the chin.

To be honest, Kronos was very moved. But Kronos, who was a member of the Celestial Dynasty in his previous life, is really not used to such sensational scenes.

After a while, "Well, Godfather. I value my life more than anyone else." Chronos broke free from Horace's embrace. He took the paper from Horace and read it.

Chronos looked down. The headline read: "Horror at the Quidditch World Cup," accompanied by a black-and-white photo of the Dark Mark hanging from the treetops.

"This group of people are really fast!" Kronos thought, he was clearly covered by the Dark Mark, but he was still photographed by them.

"The Ministry of Magic is in a panic... The criminals have not been caught... Law and order is relaxed... The black wizard is at large... Bring shame to the country..." Kronos said every word read the first paragraph.

"Who wrote this?" Kronos couldn't help asking, isn't this obviously slapping the Ministry of Magic in the face?

"Ah...it's her! Then it's not surprising, then it's not surprising." Kronos found the author at the bottom—Rita Skeeter!

"It has your name written on it!" Horace made a glass of whiskey tea. "It's what I use to make sure you're alive, or else I'd go looking for you."

Chronos turned the newspaper over to the other side, and it read:

The wizards panicked and waited for news with bated breath by the woods,

Hoping for an answer from the Ministry of Magic. Unfortunately for them. Shortly after the Dark Mark appeared, Magister Chronos Slughorn deliberately erased it.

And a family from France who came to watch the Quidditch World Cup was once trapped by Chronos with a magic circle. In this regard, many wizards said that their previous concerns were correct. Chronos is going in the direction they fear.

"Heh..." Kronos threw the newspaper on the table beside him, so that no matter what happened, this woman could blame him.

"And those idiots from the Ministry of Magic, don't you know how to stand up and clarify this kind of thing?" Kronos sat on the stool angrily, and took a big sip of the whiskey tea made by Horace.

"Pfft!" Kronos spat out every drop of the high-temperature black tea that he had just imported.

"Forget it! Chronos." Horace turned around and took out a bottle of iced apple juice from the refrigerator behind him. In the wizarding world, he was still able to accept Muggle things.

"The Ministry of Magic will take care of this matter." Semi-retired wizards like Horace are more willing to trust government officials.

"Yesterday, the Hogwarts owls sent over the list of books for this school year." Horace pulled out a crumpled letter.

"I know what you need without looking," said Horace, "I have all the potions books like A Thousand Herbs and Fungi of Impressiveness here, but Standard Spells, Level 4 is all you need. You went to Diagon Alley to buy."

"Oh, that's right. I almost forgot." Horace slapped himself on the forehead and hurried upstairs.

"What?" Chronos stood still and looked at his back and shouted.

Soon, there was a sound of rummaging through boxes upstairs. Horace was rummaging upstairs. When Horace came down again, he already had an extra dress in his hand.

"What is this?" Kronos looked at Horace wonderingly, did this old man spend a lot of money to buy a dress for himself again?

"Frock robes!" said Horace.

"I know. I mean, what are you doing with it?" Kronos asked puzzled.

"You're going to use it this year. It's written on the list issued by your school." Horace said, he folded the panels of the robe squarely and put them in the suitcase, for fear that it would wrinkle a little.

"Huh?" Kronos looked down at the letter in his hand and thought, "Didn't you read it?"

Looking at the gorgeous dress and robes in the suitcase, Kronos suddenly had another scene in his mind. He felt that he might need to go to the Fengya Wizard Clothing Store. He heard that there were some unique clothes for wizards. exclusive clothes.

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