The next morning, the students packed their bags and crowded in the hall waiting for the carriage to take them to the station. Harry carried the box in his left hand and the cage containing Hedwig in his right hand, and watched Madame Maxime and Fleur walk towards the lawn, where the Beauxbatons carriage was parked.

"Fleur said she was going to find a job in England. At this sensitive time... what does she think?" Ron asked.

Harry shrugged, and he couldn't answer. Looking across the crowd, Hermione and Krum were saying their final goodbyes. Hermione shook her head in embarrassment.

"They are all in their last year at school, right?" Harry suddenly realized this.

"Yes, this shows that our trophy is very valuable." Ron said with satisfaction, "More importantly, including the reward from Future World, I have saved up almost a thousand Galleons... That's a lot of money." He said with a flushed face.

"I heard that you want to become an Auror?" Collins asked behind him with a hint of provocation.

"Yes." Ron turned his head slowly and looked at her and said.

"Then you have to work harder... otherwise you will suffer when you go in." Collins said.

Ron was still thinking about the meaning of this sentence, and Harry's eyes widened.

"Collins, you won't already..."

"I'm glad you realize this, Harry." Collins squinted and smiled, which made her thick eyebrows more conspicuous, like two caterpillars. She said happily: "I am already a candidate Auror. Ms. Bones personally replied to my letter."

"This is impossible!" Ron shouted.

Collins proudly took out a letter from his pocket, "It arrived this morning... Although it is a bit sloppy, it is understandable. I think she must have been very busy these days."

Harry stared at the note waving in front of him in amazement. The words on it could no longer be described as sloppy, as if they were chewed by a dog. The worst thing is that Harry felt that the handwriting was really familiar.

It was written by Sirius.

"Wait a minute." Ron also found something. He squinted his eyes and looked at the note, as if he was still confirming it.

Harry patted Ron on the back and said loudly in an unnatural way, "Collins, do you admire Ms. Bones?"

Collins hummed twice and put away the note with satisfaction.

"Of course, my goal is to become the next Minister of Magic."

At this time, Hermione came back and cleared her throat behind Collins, "So, I have a competitor?" She said with a straight face.

Collins turned around and looked at Hermione with a scrutinizing look, "Do you want to be the Minister of Magic too?"

There seemed to be sparks in the eyes of the two girls, which made Harry and Ron tremble beside them. Hermione tried her best to straighten her chest and looked at Collins.

"What do you think? Do you want to make history and become the first Muggle-born Minister of Magic?"

"There is already one, Nobby Ritchie, he is the first one." Hermione said without hesitation.

"That is the first Muggle-born female Minister of Magic?" Collins said immediately.

"I'm not very interested in this title, I just think that some things have to be done by someone..." Hermione stared at Collins' face and asked casually, "By the way, do you have a house elf at home?" "

Yes," Collins said.

"Are you on good terms?" Hermione asked immediately.

"Not bad," Collins was confused.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, "Then we already have some common language. I founded an organization. Well, it's temporarily suspended... But if you are interested..." She pulled Collins to the corner.

Harry and Ron looked at each other .

"Hermione wouldn't think..."

"It's likely..."

They stared at Collins and Hermione's faces intently. The hallway was noisy and they couldn't hear what they were saying at all. Harry and Ron could only observe the expressions of the two girls. After a while, Hermione walked over triumphantly.

"You succeeded?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"Oh, what should I say?" Hermione shook her head. "She's quite interested, but she's very opposed to the name."

"That's strange." Ron said dryly, "Why can't a house-elf rights promotion association be called 'Vomiting'?"

"I told you! It's not Vomiting, it's SPEW!" Hermione said angrily.

At this time, a horseless carriage came towards them with a "wheel-wheel" sound, and they hurriedly jumped onto a carriage. Harry stared at the shaft for a while in a daze, "There's something there, isn't it? A kind of horse called, uh, thestral?"

It was strange that he hadn't noticed this for nearly four years. But once he knew the name from the book, he could find many abnormalities. The faint panting sound and the sound of hooves stepping on the ground were so obvious.

Hermione also stared at the blank space. The carriage began to move forward under the pull of an invisible force.

"I've only seen this creature in pictures... Of course, I don't feel sorry. They don't have a good reputation... This is related to their characteristics. Only people who have seen death can see them. It may be a unique invisible principle..."

"Luna can see the Thestrals." Ron said suddenly, and then explained: "I overheard Ginny's conversation."

Hermione stared at Ron and said sarcastically: "You are not shy about it."

"I didn't mean it." Ron shrugged and said, "It was not long after the Christmas holiday. She planned to prepare a birthday present for Luna..."

Harry suddenly remembered the experience in the "Epcot Store No. 1" before school started. Luna came with her father, and she seemed to have never mentioned her mother for such a long time.

"I hope we will never see it in our lifetime," Ron said with hope when getting off the car, "Although it's a little unlikely. I mean, I hope it's great!"

Harry and Hermione pulled the corners of their mouths.

The sky was cloudless, but the mood of the three people was a little melancholy.

They found an empty carriage on the train that had stopped at Hogsmeade station ahead of time. Harry put Hedwig's cage in the corner, as far away from Ron's piglets as possible. The piglets were too noisy and had already disturbed Hedwig's sleep. Hermione's Crookshanks curled up in the empty seat next to her, like a ginger cushion.

"Did Krum want to invite you to spend the summer with him?" Harry asked. He had heard Hermione mention this before.

"Yes," Hermione said, "but I refused. You know, in this situation..."

At this time, the door was opened from the outside.

Fred stuck his head out and asked with a smile: "Do you want to play cards?" He flashed in, "Don't push me, George."

"I don't have this door. It seems to be broken!" George slammed the door hard, making a "clang clang" sound.

"Ouch!" A scream almost screamed against George's ear. The door was closed.

George stepped back in fear and stared at the door in surprise.

"There is something there." He said with certainty.

Needless to say, the people in the box also noticed something unusual. Outside the glass window, a round, frightened face appeared from the air.

"It's Crabbe!" Harry shouted. He thought of something and immediately drew out his wand, looking around, constantly searching the air around him.

"What's going on?" Ron and Hermione asked breathlessly, with a large piece of cauldron cake stuffed in Ron's mouth. But the long-standing tacit understanding made them draw out their wands at the same time.

Harry opened his eyes wide as he handed out a half-flashing wand from the air. Suddenly, it seemed as if someone had lit a box of fireworks in the compartment. Spells were fired from different angles, and strong lights and loud noises erupted in the small space.

When everything was quiet, Harry, Ron, and Hermione lowered their heads and stared at Draco and Goyle, who were unconscious in the corner. Fred was squatting beside them, looking at them.

"They seem to have used the Disillusionment Charm, and the result was a strange reaction with the evil curse on their bodies..."

Draco and Goyle were covered in bruises and purples, and various hairs and pustules grew on their bodies, looking miserable.

George opened the compartment door, took a quick look at both sides, turned his head and said, "Who used the Hairy Charm when the fat boy ran away?" He looked at Draco on the ground and asked.

"Me." Harry said.

"Amazing effect, Fred, what do you think? Maybe we can develop a hairy man series?" He said critically.

Finally, they put Draco and Goyle in the next compartment and came back to play exploding cards.

Fred and George were in high spirits. When they were playing the fifth round, Harry couldn't help asking them, "Anything fun?"

"We made it obvious?" Fred and George looked at each other and asked in unison.

"Yeah, don't keep us in suspense," Ron muttered, his face covered with notes, "We just need some fun."

"Well, all right," George said seriously, "We can't wait."

"What can't wait?" Harry asked.

"A prank on the professor... didn't we say we would try it on the professor's birthday next time?" Fred said with a smile, "but then I thought it would be a pity to wait a whole year."

"What did you do?" Harry asked, holding his breath, "The professor would definitely find out."

"That's not certain," Fred retorted, "We borrowed the method from "The Adventures of Young Wizard Mick"... the scare box, even the springs and the scary dolls are handmade, I don't believe he can find out in advance."

"What doll?" Ron was surprised.

"The Noseless Monster." Fred said without thinking.

Ron coughed violently, and cake crumbs flew everywhere. "God, you-know-who?"

"You guessed it. Great idea, isn't it? We think it won't be outdated in a year or two." George grinned.

Hermione looked up from her magic notebook and looked at the twins in surprise. They could even come up with such a method. It must have taken a lot of thought...

Meanwhile, Felix sat cross-legged on the roof of the car, with one hand supporting his chin, staring at the scenery passing by quickly around him in boredom. He stretched out his other free hand and flicked the bald head of the doll, which immediately swayed back and forth under the action of the spring.

"It's quite exquisitely made, and surprisingly brave... I hope there will be a few Death Eaters on the next journey so that I can practice." Felix said with gritted teeth. He would never admit that he was really scared for a moment.

...

The Hogwarts Express passed through villages and towns one after another, and finally stopped at King's Cross Station without any accidents. When Harry came out of the platform, he said goodbye to his companions. He caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision. He turned his head and the person seemed to disappear in an instant.

Strange, is it the professor? Or is he dazzled?

"I say, what are you waiting for?" Uncle Vernon looked at Harry or rather, at the cage containing the owl, with angry eyes, and the muscles on his face kept twitching.

Harry shrugged, and was surprised that there was no ripple in his heart. Compared with the troubles he was about to face, the Dursleys were not so unbearable.