Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Even though he had experienced it twice, Harry was still not used to the uncomfortable feeling when Apparating, and his reaction this time was even more serious.

Thanks to Hermione, who cast a spell on him when he was about to spit it out, it made him feel much better.

Harry took a deep breath, exhaled it slowly, and then opened his eyes and looked forward. But to his surprise, they did not come directly to the door of the Burrow, but instead entered the vegetable patch of the Burrow.

In that shabby shack.

"Before sending you there, I need to tell you something." Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and looked at the two of them seriously.

"First of all, Harry, I need you to promise me one thing, and that is to keep the invisibility cloak with you no matter what time this year."

His eyes were intense, and although Harry didn't know the reason, he nodded and agreed. He still knew that Dumbledore was doing it for his own good no matter what.

Seeing that Harry agreed, Dumbledore continued: "Also, I noticed that you have been subscribing to the Daily Prophet, so you should know that what happened in the Department of Mysteries that day has been spread."

"Yes." Harry lowered his head slightly, his tone also melancholy, "Now everyone knows..."

"No, they don't know." Dumbledore interrupted, "There are only two people in the world who know the complete content of that prophecy, and they are both here now."

"However, many people also know the reason why those Death Eaters appeared there, and they also speculate that the prophecy is related to you." As he said, he glanced at Hermione next to him, "You didn't tell anyone the content of the prophecy.

Harry?"

"No, Professor." Harry glanced at Hermione beside him somewhat unnaturally.

"Your choice is not wrong, it is very wise." Dumbledore's eyes stayed on Hermione for a while, and then he said with a smile, "But I think you might as well tell your friends, many things that have happened in these years have shown that

Yes, Miss Granger and Mr. Weasley are your strongest supporters."

Hearing this, Harry looked at the calm Hermione next to him, struggled in his heart, and said apologetically: "Sorry, Hermione..."

"It's okay, Harry." Hermione smiled and patted Harry's arm.

Seeing this, Dumbledore nodded with satisfaction and said: "One more thing, I hope to give you private lessons this semester, Harry."

"Teaching alone! With you?" Harry looked surprised.

"Yes, I think it's time to take more care of your education."

"But...but, what will you teach me?" Harry asked.

"This... you will know when the time comes." Dumbledore said lightly, then looked at Hermione next to him, "As for Miss Granger, I think it will be good to do what you think now. After all, there are already

A successful example there, isn't it?"

"I understand, Professor," Hermione replied.

Listening to the conversation between the two, Harry was a little confused. He didn't know what the two were talking about. What was a successful example? Who was that example?

Before he could speak, Dumbledore walked out of the shack first.

"Okay, we should go over there. The light in the kitchen is still on. Don't keep Molly waiting too long."

With full of doubts, Harry and Hermione followed Dumbledore to the door of the Burrow. They stood in front of the door, Dumbledore knocked lightly three times, and then heard a nervous voice from behind the door.

.

"who?"

"It's me, Dumbledore, with Harry and Hermione."

The door opened, revealing Mrs. Weasley's worried face.

"Harry, Hermione, dear! God, Albus, you gave me a fright! You said you wouldn't be here until tomorrow morning!"

"Everything went well." Dumbledore said with a smile, letting Harry and Hermione enter the room before he went in. "Slughorn explained it easily, and it was not as difficult as I thought. Of course.

Well, this is all thanks to Harry and Hermione... Ah, hello, Nymphadora."

"Hello, Professor, Harry, Hermione." Tonks looked a little haggard and had gray-brown hair, sitting listlessly at the table.

"Hello, Tonks." Harry and Hermione also said hello. Harry wanted to ask her what was wrong, but Tonks suddenly stood up, picked up the cloak lying next to her and put it on her body.

.

"I have to go. Thanks for the tea and the comfort, Molly."

Mrs. Weasley was about to say something, but before she could say anything, Tonks hurried out of the door and apparated away.

"Okay, it's time for me to go." Dumbledore looked at the time and said, "Harry, Hermione, we'll see you at Hogwarts. And Molly, if you need anything, just ask."

He bowed to Mrs. Weasley, turned around and walked out of the room. He turned around and left where Tonks disappeared.

Mrs. Weasley carefully looked out from the door, then closed the door, led Harry and Hermione to the table, and studied their faces carefully by the light.

"You guys are growing up so fast. It's just a summer vacation. It's like you've been under a stretching spell... By the way, are you hungry?"

"A little bit."

"Then wait a minute, dear, I'll make you something to eat."

Mrs. Weasley walked to the kitchen, while Harry and Hermione sat down at the dining table. As soon as they sat down, a furry guy silently rushed towards Hermione, and was caught and put on the table.

On the legs.

"When did it get here?" Harry asked in surprise, looking at Crookshanks lying on Hermione's lap.

"Tonks passed by my house a few days ago, and I asked her to come here." Hermione said while petting the cat.

"Yes, I was shocked at the time, and I was wondering why you didn't come with me..." Mrs. Weasley tapped an iron pot with her wand, and the iron pot immediately jumped onto the stove, and then made a beeping sound.

Voice, "Want some bread, dear?"

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."

The iron pot jumped on the dining table again, and two bowls jumped off the cupboard, just catching the onion soup poured out of the pot. Mrs. Weasley waved her wand again, and a spoon jumped into the bowl, a piece of bread and a knife.

It also landed on the table, cut into slices automatically, and flew in front of the two of them.

With a wave of her hand, the iron pot returned to the stove, and Mrs. Weasley sat directly opposite the two of them, watching them eat with a kind face.

"So you convinced Horace Slughorn to take the job?"

"Probably, but I think Hermione's contribution is greater." Harry swallowed the food in his mouth with difficulty and replied. He still felt that compared to his so-called title of Boy Who Lived and Savior,

It was Hermione's dangerous and familiar magic that was the main reason why Horace agreed.

Although, based on what Dumbledore said about Horace's character, his false reputations also played a role, but no matter how you looked at it, it was Hermione's astonishing talent that attracted him more.

After all, Horace also said that Hermione reminded him of one of his most proud students...

his mother, Lily Evans.