Vol 2 Chapter 1615: Sacred ritual

Yeah, no one thought that this day would be so fast.
Happy summer vacation, those happy memories, as if it was yesterday.
If time can freeze, how good!
"I and Hermione are leaving, we..." Ai Wen had not finished, and he was stood up by his mother and squatted in his arms.
She is crying because she has said it many times before, so this time, apart from the parting, she said nothing.
But the tears of parting are indeed inevitable.
Even if I already knew everything, even in a strong person, I will cry at this moment.
They are about to be separated, they may never be seen, forever...
Ai Wen took a sniff and he told himself to be strong, but he was hugged by his mother, and his tears poured out uncontrollably, soaking his eyes.
He hurriedly bowed his head and hugged his mother, and hugged her.
When no one saw it, he licked his tears with his hands.
On this occasion, he should be the strongest.
Ai Wen knows that after today, he will be Hermione's only reliance.
They have to embark on the dangerous journey, and if he is weak, it will only increase Hermione's pressure.
"Take care of yourself outside, I..." Mrs. Mason said with a whimper.
"I will, mother, you take care of yourself." Ai Wen whispered in her ear. "It won't be too long. Hermione and I will go to you."
" Take care, son, we are waiting for you to go to China to find us."
Mr. Mason also came over and patted Ai Wen’s shoulder.
"Yeah!" Ai Wen nodded solemnly.
Then Mr. Granger came to say goodbye, and finally Mrs. Granger, who took Hermione's hand, slowly placed Hermione's little hand in Ai Wen's hand. This scene, like a church wedding, the mother handed the daughter's hand to the groom's hand...
Simple movements seem to have become a kind of ritual at this moment.
Sacred, solemn, and extraordinary.
Everyone is watching, blessing, and silently witnessing.
Hermione's eyes were red, she was not crying, it was very nice that Mrs. Granger handed her hand to Ai Wen, and then let Evan hold herself. She also held it tightly and felt the warmth of each other's hands. This seems to be the only temperature at this moment, the temperature of the palm represents the temperature of the mind, and the two rely on each other.
"Ivan, promise me, take care of Hermione!" said Mrs. Granger.
"Reassured, I will." Ai Wen said that he knows that this sentence is a promise, a commitment to the Grangers and Hermione, but also a commitment to themselves.
From now on, he will use his life to practice this promise.
In the sad atmosphere, Ai Wen and Hermione looked at their parents, and then pointed out their wands at them, and they sang at the same time, and a blue light flashed through the room...
Goodbye, hope that there will be a day of reunion!
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Under the influence of inexplicable emotions, Harry didn't know why he wanted to cry a little.
He felt that he was really strange. He would leave the Dursley family forever. He should be happy.
This means that he does not have to endure their torture.
From now on, he can live with Sirius and Ginny. He can do what he likes without scruple, just like a wizard should have.
God knows how much Harry thought about this day in the past sixteen years.
Just then, the doorbell rang downstairs.
Harry hesitated, left the room and went downstairs. He told himself that he was not going to say goodbye to the Dursleys, but to prevent other troubles. It is a bit unrealistic to expect Hessian and Dedalo to deal with the Dursleys alone.
"Harry Potter!"
Harry just opened the door, and an excited voice screamed. A small man wearing a lavender top hat bowed deeply at him.
"Honored!"
"Thank you, Dedalo," said Harry, and he smiled at the black-haired Haisijia. "You are so good, um, forehead, they are here, my aunt, uncle and cousin... ..."
"Hello, Harry Potter's relatives!" Dedalo walked into the living room and said cheerfully.
It seems that the Dursleys’s name is not happy at all, and Harry vaguely worried that they would change their minds.
Dudley saw the two men and women wizards, scared to shrink to the mother.
Not surprisingly, he must have thought of his own memories of growing a pig's tail.
"You packed up and prepared. It's great! The plan is very simple, just like Harry told you." Dedalo said, taking a huge pocket watch from the vest and looking at it, "We Go first, then Harry will go."
"It's dangerous to use magic in your home. Harry is still young. This will give the Ministry of Magic an excuse to arrest him. Let's drive the car out first. Let's just say it, about ten miles, then phantom shift to us. Go for a safe place for you." He asked Vernon Cowards very politely. "I think, will you drive?"
"It will open... I will of course driving!" Uncle Vernon said impatiently.
"You are so smart, sir, really smart. I was completely confused when I saw so many buttons and knobs." Dedalo said, "As soon as you look at you, I know that you must be an old driver. It's amazing... ..."
He apparently thought that he was complimenting Vernon Dursley, and that Desley’s confidence in the plan was apparently lost with every word that Dedalo said.
The old driver, this funny guy is talking about something.
"I can't even drive the car..." He whispered, his beard shook, but fortunately Dedalo and Heiska didn't seem to hear.
"You, Harry!" Dedalo continued, "waiting for your guard here, there has been a small change in the arrangement..."
"What are you talking about?" Harry said immediately. "I remember Sirius said that he and the Mad-Eye are coming to take me to follow the manifestation?"

It’s not!
said Hessian,
They will explain.

The Dursleys listened to these conversations in confusion, and suddenly a voice screamed, "Come on!"
They were shocked. Harry looked around in the living room, only to find that the sound was from Dedallo's pocket watch.
"Yes, we are very tight!" Dedalo nodded to his pocket watch and stuffed it into the vest. "Simply, we changed the plan, Harry, don't wait until you get adult, but immediately We intend that you will leave the house while your family is apparing. So when the spell is broken, you are all heading safely. How, Mr. Dursley, are your luggage packed? We are ready Let's go?"