Chapter 398: Another year is over!

In the last few days at Hogwarts, time flew fast.
On the night before returning to the Broken Cauldron Bar, Harry was unwilling to attend tonight's banquet later while watching Zhang Qiu packing the boxes in their den.
Because after he won the top three cups, he asked him for autographs, took a group photo, and the person who gave the first kiss annoyed him.
It can be expected that as soon as he enters the auditorium, hundreds of staring eyes will stare at him.
"Hermione, I shouldn't have changed my mind last year, it's so leisurely to be an audience," Harry said.
Astoria said, "Isn't my brother trying to vent my anger for me?"
"Speaking of which, Astoria, the little girl who bet with you, did you let him eat the trophy?"
Astoria grinned and said: "This is my brother's trophy, I am not willing to let her destroy it, and when the game was over that night, she cried so much that she came to me to apologize and said that she must not let her eat the trophy. ."
Hermione said, "Harry, don't talk about it, hurry up and get ready. The three of us are all going to the school leaving party. This is only once a year. Do you want to be in the room by yourself?"
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The school leaving banquet is actually a celebration party.
When Harry and the others rushed to the auditorium, it was already full of people. The auditorium is decorated with bright red and gold decorations representing Gryffindor. On the wall behind the main guest seat, there is a huge banner painted with a majestic Gryffindor lion.
After a while, Principal McGonagall arrived, and the noise in the auditorium gradually subsided.
"Another year has passed!" Principal McGonagall's tone was much more relaxed than usual: "Before you can enjoy these delicious dishes, I must trouble everyone to listen to some clichés. This has been a very exciting year! Everyone's little My mind must be a bit richer than this time last year... There is still a long summer vacation waiting for you before the beginning of the next semester, so that you can digest those things well before the beginning of the next semester, so that your mind will be free..."
"Now, we will proceed to the Academy Cup award ceremony first. The specific scores of each academy are as follows: fourth place, Hufflepuff, 332 points; third place, Ravenclaw, 352 points ; Second place, Slytherin, 426 points, first place, Gryffindor, 472 points..."
A thunderous cheering and stomping erupted from Gryffindor's table.
Snape looked ugly as usual.
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the next day.
Everyone's closet was empty, and everything was packed in the suitcase.
The bright campus is suddenly filled with a kind of parting loneliness.
Neville's toad was lost again according to the old rules, almost asking everyone, and finally Harry helped him find it in the corner of the bathroom.
It was past eight in the morning.
Everyone who had finished packing their things, enjoyed their last meal of the semester at Hogwarts.
The deans of the four colleges sent two notices to each student, one is the transcript, and the other is to warn students not to use magic during the holidays.
Hermione was happy, and solemnly collected the report card.
Because she finally became the first in grade.
For the previous three years, Harry had always been the first place in his grade. Hermione, who was at the same level as him, had been far away from third place, but she could only be second.
Harry didn't take the exam this year, she turned over and became the master.
It is worth mentioning that Zhang Qiu is the first in the fifth grade, and Astoria is the first in the third grade.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
It was a sunny and pleasant summer day.
Harry, Hermione, Zhang Qiu, Astoria carried a light box, Zhang Qiu and Hermione’s owls were locked in their cages.
The four of Harry walked out of the castle gate before the other students crowded the hall.
Hermione raised her small head and let the warm and scorching sun pour on her pale face.
Hermione said: "At this time, in the north of England, it is very hot at night. The oak trees planted in the yard of every household are luxuriant. Walking in the community, you can see all kinds of flowers in other people’s gardens. Vivid flowers are blooming."
"Harry!" someone called.
Harry turned his head and looked around. Fleur came in from outside and she ascended the stone steps.
In the field behind her, Harry could see Hagrid helping Mrs. Maxim to tie the ropes to the two pony horses, and the Busbarton School carriage was about to set off.
"I will send Gabriel home first, and then find a job... here." Fleur said with a smile.
"By the way, let Harry teach you English?" Hermione said.
Harry: "Ah..."
Furong's face blushed slightly: "No, I think Harry has almost taught him this time."
"Goodbye, Harry." Fleur said, and quickly kissed Harry on the cheek: "We will meet again soon..."
Fleur hurried along the lawn towards Mrs. Maxim, her bright silver hair rippling like waves in the sun, and Harry's emotions became happy involuntarily.
Beauty is always pleasant.
Hermione's flat mouth: "Zhang Qiu, I feel that the two of us can't even fight a lotus. She is beautiful and scheming..."
Zhang Qiu asked: "Why does Furong have a plan?"
Hermione said: "She deliberately pretended to be arrogant in front of Harry to attract Harry's attention, and then became a gentle little girl, wanting to play and play, Harry must like such a woman, let his vanity explode, ha ha ..."
"Hey." Harry waved his hands on Hermione's stiff hips: "Hermione, you know so much."
Hermione clutched her as if she had been electrocuted, and looked around in panic, "Harry, can you pay attention to the occasion, in case someone sees..."
Durmstrang’s big ship is starting, and the anchor (mao) that has sunk for ten months at the bottom of the lake is slowly retracting.
Professor Karkaroff stood on the deck, looked at Harry in the distance, and snorted unhappy.
Harry was not as knowledgeable as him. It should be said that if it weren't for him, Karkaroff would have died as planned.
It's the same with Crouch Barty. If Harry didn't kill his son, he would be killed by his son who worshipped Voldemort to the point of distraction.
Harry only allowed him to be expelled from the Ministry and become a civilian, which was already a great favor to him.
Of course, they wouldn't be grateful to Harry, and Harry didn't care if they were grateful.
On their way back to King's Cross Station on the Hogwarts Express train.
The weather is completely different from when they came to Hogwarts last September.
The sky is cloudless.
I still remember when school started last year, it was a torrential and severe weather.
Zhang Qiu and the others easily found an empty compartment and sat in.
The cutie burrowed under Harry’s wizard robe, the heads of the three owls shrank under their wings and began to rest, Crookshanks curled up in an empty seat, like a large, fluffy cushion .
The train drove them south.
Talking and laughing along the way, watching the countryside outside the window is getting greener and cleaner, and the train passing through Muggle towns.
It wasn't until the lunch cart came over that it reminded several people that it was time for lunch.
Harry ordered another five-star takeaway from Muggle World.
While eating, Hermione took out the Daily Prophet from her bag.
"I haven't had time to read the newspaper this morning," Hermione said.
"I really don't know what to look at, it's just a trivial matter," Harry said.
"Who left the Wizarding World without entertainment magazines?" Hermione said, "But the reporter Rita Skeeter is exactly the same as the paparazzi reporter from the Muggle World. ."
"During the Finals Cup match, she arranged a lot of other warriors' lace news, which were all made out of nothing, and some were even impossible to be heard by others, but she seemed to have seen it with her own eyes, and she said something true or false. If it's the case, even the person involved doesn't know how to refute." Hermione said.
Harry smiled and said, "Actually I know Rita Skeeter's omniscience."
"Really?" Hermione was not convinced: "I'm from the Propaganda Department. I have read all the articles that Rita Skeeter broke. I can only describe it with magical skills. If it is not impossible, I will It is suspected that Rita Skeeter used a spell to control all the wizards in her writing."
Harry didn't sell it, and said: "She is an unregistered Animagus, she can become a flying beetle, I guess she is like this all year round, flying around, eavesdropping on other people's privacy. "
Hermione was very surprised.
When it was almost time, the three beauties took off their wizard robes and put on slim Muggle short sleeves, and their slender figures appeared.
Finally, the train stopped at platform nine and three-quarters of King’s Cross Station.
Astoria found her parents first.
"Harry~EbookFREE.me~ welcome me to come to you this summer?" Hermione asked.
"Of course." Harry smiled. "Not only I welcome, but my bed also welcomes..."
"Talking to you will always change your taste suddenly," Hermione said.
"Then bye bye, Harry, bye bye, Zhang Qiu..." Hermione waved to her parents.
"Goodbye, Hermione..."
Harry said: "Wow, Zhang Qiu, only the two of us are together at the moment, is it possible to do whatever you want..."
Zhang Qiu: "?? (????????ω????????)??"
Harry took Zhang Qiu's hand and walked towards the exit to return to the Muggle World.
The space fluctuated slightly, and Harry and Zhang Qiu had returned to the Broken Cauldron Bar.
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