I can enter Hogwarts in the end of the world - #130 - Chapter 130 Depressed Mr. Granger

The next morning, all the students at Hogwarts left the school. Unlike some people who chose to stay at school during Christmas, Hogwarts did not allow students to stay overnight during the summer vacation.

As if by magic, the students’ wardrobes were emptied and all their luggage was packed into suitcases.

The notice prohibiting the use of magic during the holidays was also sent to every student as scheduled. But Ian knew that this innocent person was a double-standard dog. Students from wizarding families could completely regard this prohibition as useless paper, while young wizards from Muggle families had to obey it honestly.

After all, Trace Silk can only monitor regionally, but cannot accurately monitor individuals. For example, if a little wizard uses magic in the Leaky Cauldron, the trace will only show the Leaky Cauldron, not the little wizard.

But considering the amount of people in the Leaky Cauldron…the Ministry of Magic has no control over it. It’s different in the Muggle community. You’re the only little wizard within a few miles. Once your magic is detected by traces, it’s almost like a lice on a bald man’s head. It’s obvious.

However, senior wizards from Muggle families have almost figured out its rules and can exploit loopholes reasonably and legally. For example, find a friend from a wizarding family to stay temporarily, or move to Diagon Alley.

In short, as long as there are adult wizards around, Trace will not be able to accurately detect it, so you can practice magic during the summer vacation without any scruples.

Ian accepted the notice with a somewhat complicated mood, not for other reasons, but mainly because behind this light paper were the long-standing cultural and class differences.

At this moment, he also carried the empty suitcase and boarded the boat with Hermione – freshmen leaving school in their first year also needed to take a boat across the Black Lake. As for the empty box, he was doing it entirely to deceive others. After all, it would be quite troublesome to make infinitely extendable equipment privately if it was discovered.

At 11 noon, they boarded the Hogwarts Express back to London on time.

Unlike the noisy trains at the beginning of school, the little wizards are relatively quiet on the trains during the holidays, perhaps because they are eager to return home, or perhaps they are sad to say goodbye.

After several hours of journey, the train finally stopped at the King’s Cross platform, and the young wizards left the station in an orderly manner under the guidance of employees of the Ministry of Magic.

Because of the existence of the Secrecy Law, the exit was specially guarded, and only two to three people were allowed to pass through at a time, so as to avoid a large group of people pouring out of the wall and being missed by Muggles.

At this point, Ian really looked down on the bureaucracy of the British Ministry of Magic, which was old-fashioned and rigid. Instead of hiring people to guard it every year, why not spend money to build a convenience store? If not, you can join McDonald’s.

If it doesn’t work, even if you take a trip to the toilet, it will be more efficient than sneaking out in two or three. After all, there are many people carrying luggage to the toilet in the train station, so no one will care.

After a long wait, it was finally Ian’s turn to leave the station.

“Besides buying a house, do you have no other plans during the holiday?” Looking at the slowly moving team in front of her, Hermione suddenly seemed to have thought of something and asked Ian quietly: “How about you come to France with us? Traveling, right? It’s nothing anyway, just book an extra flight.”

Hearing this, he couldn’t help but roll his eyes inwardly, and said to himself: ‘Silly girl, your father just proposed to take you on a trip during the summer vacation just to prevent me. ’

Ian was actually very aware of Mr. Granger’s inner feelings. On the train just now, Hermione told him about traveling to France. Moreover, Mr. Granger made an impromptu travel plan after learning that Hermione had decided to visit his newly bought house during the summer vacation.

Although he knew what was going on, he couldn’t tell. After all, this is not only gossip behind the back, but also destroys the harmony of Hermione’s family.

“I won’t go. During the summer vacation, I plan to preview the courses again and then go to Flourish and Blotts Bookstore to order some books.” Ian said somewhat relaxedly.

“Yeah!” Hermione stamped her foot angrily. “Forget it if you don’t go…”

Before Hermione could finish her words, it was their turn to cross the platform. After passing through the wall leading to the Muggle world, we came to the place between Platform 9 and Platform 10.

A year later, Ian came here again. He looked around and saw many familiar faces.

The red-haired Weasley family, and the girl with the iconic look next to them, no need to guess that it was their youngest sister Ginny. I don’t know if it was because of seeing Harry, but the little girl was a little excited at the moment.

Not far from the Weasley’s house, Harry was like an eggplant beaten by frost, his head lowered as he followed the bloated Uncle Vernon. Perhaps this middle-aged man felt that the ‘magic factor’ in the air here was a bit high, so he dragged Harry away quickly.

The Grangers also stood there early waiting for their daughter. After Hermione crossed the platform, she quickly ran to her parents. Seeing the girl returning home like a swallow, the Grangers also stretched out their hands to hug their daughter.

“Dad, can I not go to France?” Hermione’s first words after meeting made Mr. Granger feel a little worried.

Just when Mr. Granger was still struggling with how to speak, Mrs. Granger glanced at Ian who was not far away and made a general proposal that both parties agreed with.

“The air tickets have been booked, and we have to come back two weeks in advance at most.” Mrs. Granger waved and said to Ian: “Ian, don’t you consider going to France with us?”

Ian watched Mrs. Granger extend the same invitation as Hermione, and felt a little emotional that it was indeed a mother-daughter connection.

It’s just that the timing of some things is not right, and he also needs to give the Grangers a buffer period to adapt. Unexpectedly, this tall and thin middle-aged dentist became a little autistic after seeing his wife’s invitation.

“Thank you for the invitation, Mrs. Granger. But I already have plans for this summer vacation. So, I can only apologize…”

Faced with Ian’s remarks, Hermione whispered: “What do you mean by having arrangements? It’s not like staying in the house and reading all day long.”

Hearing Hermione’s slightly emotional answer, Ian pretended not to hear it. After all, it was in front of his parents, so it was hard to say anything.

In response to Ian’s refusal, Mrs. Granger didn’t force anything. She just told her husband to drive and followed slowly with her luggage.

Watching her parents walk away, Hermione suddenly kicked Ian hard. “Remember to write to me, and don’t close the double-sided mirror. Don’t think I don’t know, no matter how far away it is, the phoenix is ​​just a moment away.”

Feeling the touch from his legs, Ian could only agree with a wry smile. Since her last confession, Hermione seems to have discovered something… she always wears hollow boots, and this girl can basically use her feet but not her hands…

Watching the girl’s retreating figure, Ian turned and walked towards the taxi parking area. He still wanted to take a taxi back to the Leaky Cauldron.

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