Hogwarts Homecoming

Harry, Ron, and Hermione easily picked out which secret passage they should take to enter Hogwarts.

Although to a certain extent, the possibility of encountering anyone on the secret passage from the Shrieking Shack to the Whomping Willow was very small, but after entering Hogwarts, they still had to run through most of the campus before entering the castle.

Looking at it this way, the one in the cellar of Honeydukes Candy Shop seems even more appropriate.

Bang!

After the crisp sound of glass exploding, the biting cold wind at the end of December suddenly poured into the warm candy store, and several oil lamps hanging on the beams squeaked and swayed.

"Don't let me catch you!"

The store owner who was taking stock of today's sales list hurriedly left the bar and rushed out of the store, looking for the bad guy who smashed his glass.

A gust of breeze came, and the door shaft caused the door leaf to sway a few more times.

Several footprints appeared strangely on the polished floor.

All the way from the door to the back of the store, when passing by the shelves marked 'Today's New Products', my footsteps stopped for a few seconds. Suddenly a hand stretched out from the empty space, and neatly grabbed a handful of 'Coconut Sorbet' and ' Licorice Wand', then disappeared into the void again.

A slight pause allowed the hidden thief to discover the flaw they had left. A wand suddenly came out. After the tip of the wand shook, the footprints on the ground disappeared silently.

The three of them carefully walked into the dark cellar and used magic to move a few candy boxes. When they opened the trap door and walked into the secret passage one after another, Harry lifted off the invisibility cloak that was wrapped around him.

"Oh, no, Harry!"

Hermione almost screamed in shock at this bold move.

"Don't get excited, Hermione—"

Harry frowned dissatisfiedly at Hermione.

"There will be no one in the secret passage."

"maybe"

"Don't be silly, Hermione, it's the Christmas holidays and the students are all going home for Christmas."

Ron muttered incoherently while chewing the licorice wand.

"You almost exposed us, Weasley!"

Seeing that Ron was still nonchalant, Hermione, furious, immediately glared at him.

"But I'm hungry!"

Ron turned up his nose in frustration.

"I didn't have breakfast, lunch or dinner today, and I also fought with a bunch of monsters all morning!"

"You're a little too nervous, Hermione—"

Harry was also talking, taking two pieces of ice cream from Ron's arms and passing one to Hermione.

"I just"

Hermione took a deep breath, looked at the ice cream in her hand, and gasped a few times,

"Well, we really should eat something to replenish our strength to deal with any accidents that may occur at any time--"

Looking at Hermione enjoying her meal, Ron and Harry both smiled.

The air in the dark secret passage was bitingly cold, and the water stains seeping out of the soil condensed into white frost on the two walls.

The three of them trotted all the way towards Hogwarts.

The silent secret passage gradually calmed down their minds and allowed them to think clearly about their current situation.

"I said, this is really bizarre, isn't it-"

An excited smile appeared on Ron's face.

"What happened to us in the past day that was not bizarre?"

Hermione said, still unable to shake off her nerves.

"I mean, we're in December 1986. If I remember correctly, Percy has just started first grade and Ginny and I are still at home, tinkering with a few old old ones in the broom room. Flying broomstick!"

Ron was getting more and more excited.

"And now, under the guidance of Aunt Petunia, I have learned to fry eggs for the Dursleys."

Harry also said, not much resentment, with an emotional smile on his lips.

"Oh, we are older than Charlie now and about the same age as Bill. If I see Percy at Hogwarts later, I swear I will give him a good kick in the ass. There is no chance like this. Second time!”

"Percy has reformed now, hasn't he?"

The smile on Harry's cheeks became more excited,

"But it's a good idea. If I can go back to the Dursleys now...forget it, bullying them won't bring me any sense of accomplishment."

"What do you think you might do, Harry, if we could act without fear?"

"That's an interesting hypothesis, Ron—"

Harry also became excited, and he pondered for a few breaths,

"In 1986, at this time, Voldemort had killed my parents. If... well, I think, I might write a letter to Professor Dumbledore and tell him how my parents died. In this way, he might be able to get Sirius out in advance and not have to suffer in Azkaban."

"This reminds me!"

Ron also hesitated a few times for Harry's speech, but then he took a breath and said,

"At this moment Scabbers is still... I mean, that traitor Peter Pettigrew is still with Percy!"

Speaking of the traitor who caused his parents' death, Harry's eyes also flashed with hatred. There was also a trace of lingering fear in his heart.

"That's right. He slept in the same dormitory with us for more than two years!"

This is indeed terrible.

If Peter Pettigrew had murderous intentions for them any night in the past two years, the grass on their graves would have grown taller than they are now.

"Absolutely not!"

Hermione joined the conversation angrily.

"Of course I know it won't work, Hermione -"

Ron rolled his eyes,

"Harry and I were simply hypothesizing this possibility."

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"I would rather you put your wisdom on some practical issues--"

Hermione said with a tigerish face,

"For example, how are we going to find Professor Brain later? We have to do it as soon as possible. The longer we stay at this time, the greater the possibility that we will be discovered!"

This is indeed a question worth thinking about.

"The Slytherin common room?"

Harry guessed.

"That's the biggest and worst possibility."

Ron said,

"The little wizards have all gone home for Christmas vacation. If Professor Blaine stays in the dormitory and doesn't go out, we can only talk to him until he goes to the auditorium for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"It's also possible that he's in the library—"

Hermione thought about it and said,

"Professor Brain was a very diligent little wizard when he was in school."

"Then I'll go to the library to try my luck first."

Harry said while thinking,

"If we don't run into Professor Brain there, we'll go to the Slytherin common room and keep watch. I think we'll always run into Slytherin students who haven't gone home for Christmas."

After a moment of silence, Hermione nodded.

For now, they have no better solution.

It is very dangerous to wander around in the castle. There are portraits hanging everywhere on the walls. If they are accidentally discovered by the portraits and attract Professor Dumbledore, the matter will be completely out of control.

After trotting all the way, for more than half an hour, they finally saw the corridor diagonally upward. At the end of the corridor was the fourth floor of the castle, where a statue of a hunchbacked witch stood in a remote corridor.

The three people stood under the corridor, panting and recovering their strength.

In the middle of last night, they began to run exhausted.

First, he chased him to the Ministry of Magic and had a fight with the Death Eaters. When he returned to Hogwarts and was lying down, it was already close to early morning.

After not much sleep, Harry's scar started to hurt again.

Then came the invasion of monsters, and they experienced an unprecedented fierce war.

Because of the disappearance of Professor Brain, a group of people gathered in the Hogsmeade bar to discuss and sent an individual to investigate all places where Professor Brain might appear. Then there was the time travel.

All in all, they had not had a good rest for one day and one night.

Harry couldn't help but feel a headache when he thought that, as Snape reminded them, they might have to fight with Professor Blaine in the process of gaining Professor Blaine's trust.

It does sound interesting to compete with the young Professor Brain, but considering their current state and the serious consequences that may arise from a fight, other people may be attracted.

Harry still hoped that this adventure would be calmer.

"So."

Amidst the rapid breathing, Harry's face gradually became firm, and he was about to say a few words to encourage morale——

"Look!"

Ron's muffled call was full of surprise, but without his reminding, Harry and Hermione also noticed that something was going on!

coin!

A ball of red light floated out of Ron's pocket and hung in front of them. It was the commemorative coin!