Hogwarts Homecoming

"Ron, don't forget what we agreed on!"

After Ron, who was curled up in the quilt, mumbled an answer, Harry, who had changed into a casual suit, grabbed the gold watch on his desk and put it on his hand, and hurried out of the dormitory.

Saturday, 5:20 in the morning.

In the past, you would not see students wandering around in Hogwarts, but today's situation was slightly different.

Harry, who thought he would be late, rushed out of the dormitory and saw many dawdling figures in the lounge and on the stairs of the tower. Their staggering gait made them look like a group of ghosts without direction.

"I really don't understand why Professor Braine got us up so early--"

After seeing Neville and others complaining and yawning on the stairs, Harry's uneasy heart was immediately relieved.

"Maybe we have to go a long way--"

Seamus guessed listlessly, but Harry, who followed them silently, knew that this was impossible.

This study tour is a round trip on the same day, so they don't have to stay overnight outside the school. Most likely, they will go directly to Avalon Prison through the portkey.

At the end of October, the sky was pure black in the early morning after five o'clock, and there was no sunlight in the sky.

The cold wind blowing into the castle from the corridor not only made Harry, who was coughing all day, quickly regain his consciousness, but the rich water vapor in the cold air also made Harry know that today might not be a good day.

In order to take care of this group of little wizards on the study tour, the kitchen elves also went to work early, but this did not damage their craftsmanship.

Only a small half of the candles floating above the auditorium were lit, and the dim light illuminated the delicious breakfasts on several long tables.

Professor Brian sat alone at the faculty table. He looked no different from usual. He was calm and looked at the study list submitted by several deans. From time to time, he stuffed two spoonfuls of white porridge into his mouth.

Harry, who retracted his gaze, began to find Hermione's figure in the front half of the table.

She was not as energetic as usual. Hermione and Ginny were sitting next to each other, dozing off with their heads touching, ignoring the dazzling array of food.

"Good morning, Hermione, Ginny--"

Harry walked over,

"Did Professor Blaine say anything?"

Hearing Harry's voice, Ginny gently pushed Hermione away and sat up straight,

"He said roll call would start at 5:30--"

"I think the time has come--"

As soon as Ginny finished speaking, Professor Blaine's loud voice came from the front of the auditorium.

The auditorium, which seemed much more empty without the first, second, and third grade students and the exchange group, was filled with the sound of stools being pushed sporadically.

The little wizards who were dozing off in various corners finally came to life, and they gathered at the staff table.

Harry looked at the breakfast on the table, and thinking that he couldn't spend the whole morning hungry, he quickly wrapped a few pieces of greasy pies and a few boiled eggs in a napkin and stuffed them into his pocket.

"Now let's start the roll call--"

Professor Brian said with a little dignity.

The names of the students came out of Professor Brian's mouth one by one. Harry listened carefully and finally confirmed that Malfoy did not come.

"Before leaving, I want to remind you--"

Professor Brian said solemnly behind the staff table,

"Everyone's words and deeds in Avalon Prison represent the image of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, so I hope you can abide by the order and keep quiet during the visit."

Harry thought that Professor Brian's reminder was a bit redundant.

Harry had never seen a student who dared to act rashly in front of him.

Seeing the young wizards nodding in agreement, Amosita also nodded slightly. He shook out his wand and waved it, and the scattered benches beside the dining table became neat and tidy.

"Line up in a long line according to the college and grade. The prefects are responsible for maintaining the formation. During the tour, unless I say free movement, they will move forward in a queue-"

"Professor Blaine-"

Among the Slytherin group, Nott raised his hand eagerly,

"Draco and Pansy didn't come."

"Then you and Miss Bulstrode will serve as temporary prefects of Slytherin--"

Amostar said, and paused. He looked at Gryffindor again,

"Mr. Potter, you will replace Mr. Weasley--"

Before Harry came back to his senses, Hermione pulled him away from Ginny and began to help the Gryffindor students line up.

It took more than ten minutes for the hall, which was noisy with footsteps and tugging, to gradually return to silence. From Professor Brain's slightly frowned brow, the students could guess that he was probably not satisfied with their crooked queue.

More than half of the students at Hogwarts were in the hall, and the ends of the four teams had already entered the entrance hall.

After helping a seventh-year senior find the right position, Harry shivered a few times as the cold wind with moisture rushed into the entrance hall.

As he had expected, it was raining.

"How do we get to Avalon Prison, Professor?"

Seamus asked in the hall, and Harry hurried to the front of the team.

"Of course it's the portkey, Mr. Finnigan--"

Professor Brain gave an unexpected answer.

Under the gaze of the students, the tip of Professor Brain's raised wand burst into a light golden, flowing light.

The light continued to flow out and split into four strands above Professor Brain's head, flying to the four teams respectively.

The light changed its form during the flight, extending itself into a transparent bubble, and wrapped everyone in the four colleges, just like Professor Braine used four large light golden bags to hold everyone.

Harry curiously touched the barrier around him.

The texture of the thin, twisted light film was also like a bubble, but it was not easy to break.

Most people poked the soft barrier around them curiously like Harry, and did not notice that Professor Braine took out an oak leaf emitting a brighter golden glow from somewhere and held it in his palm.

"Please note that we will use the portkey to reach Avalon Prison in ten seconds!"

Amosta raised his voice slightly, pulling the eyes of the increasingly excited little wizards to him.

Ten, nine, eight, three, two, one!

As the countdown ended, the soft barrier covering the little wizards suddenly shone brightly, and for a moment, Harry's sight was only filled with dazzling golden light.

Huh!

The dizzy feeling came unexpectedly, and the countless chaotic lights and shadows in front of Harry made him unable to see anything clearly. His shoulder seemed to have hit Colin hard, but before he could cry out in pain--

Bang!

At the same time as the heavy collision, a fresh scent of soil rushed into his nose.

"Oh, my glasses!"

Harry didn't have time to care about the cries of pain around him. During the intimate contact between his cheek and the ground just now, his glasses fell off. Now, there was only a blur in front of his eyes.

A pair of white hands handed the glasses to him and helped him stand up.

"Thank you--"

Harry took the glasses and put them on, and then he found that the person who helped him stand up was Ginny. He smiled at Ginny shyly, and Ginny also pursed her lips to him.

"We are here, right? Oh!"

At the first glance around, Harry's eyebrows froze, and after exclaiming, his sleeves and arms trembled, and he was about to take out his wand.

"Better not to move, kids!"

A sharp command suddenly sounded, and Harry froze in his tracks as dozens of cold gazes were directed at him! (End of this chapter)