The day after the end of the school year banquet was also the time when Hogwarts officially entered the holidays.

Kyle and others came to the platform and prepared to board the return train.

Rodan stood on his shoulder like a bully, glancing at any owl that passed by.

I don’t know if it’s because Kyle always feeds it dragon liver every now and then, but Rodan has grown bigger and looks like a little monster.

This also caused the places where Kyle passed by to be always noisy, because all the owls that were stared at by it would make shrill screams and flutter back and forth in the cage.

Not even Autumn's owl was spared.

"Hey, Kyle, can't you take care of it?" Qiu said to Kyle while soothing the owl in his cage, "Saya has been frightened three times on this journey."

"I'm sorry, but Raton doesn't like being in a cage."

Kyle moved his shoulders, and the huge owl immediately spread its wings and flew towards the train.

In order to take care of some people, this time they did not take the more spacious and comfortable prefect's box, but chose an ordinary box.

As soon as he sat down, Cedric complained in an exaggerated voice: "Oh...the seats here are so hard."

Fred and George's faces suddenly darkened.

They knew exactly what Cedric meant.

"I'm so sorry..." Fred drawled, "We couldn't become prefects... and you had to stay in the ordinary box."

"If you don't mind." George took off his robe neatly, folded it twice and put it on an empty seat. "How about sitting here? Although it's not as comfortable as the velvet cushion, it should be good."

"I think you have misunderstood." Cedric showed a wicked smile, "I am just complaining about the facilities of the Hogwarts Express, it has nothing to do with you.

"Of course, I wouldn't mind making myself more comfortable if you didn't put a biting ball in your robe."

He just saw that when George folded his robe, he stuffed something like a cushion into it.

That is also Zuko's old joke prop. As long as someone sits on it, it will turn into a ball with sharp teeth, and it hurts quite a bit to be bitten by it.

“Tsk…”

Seeing that Cedric was not fooled, George curled his lips and put his robe away again.

"You are no longer the same person you were before, Cedric." Fred said with a sad face, "Even we can't say such excessive words."

"I don't think so." Cedric raised his eyebrows. "If I wasn't the prefect today, you would definitely say the same thing."

"I guarantee it won't," George said seriously.

"Because we'll start making fun of you as soon as we leave the castle," said Fred with a grin.

Soon after they sat down, the train started and headed towards King's Cross Station with a whistle.

Unlike the rainy weather when we came, there was no cloud outside the car window and the bright sunshine made people feel warm.

It’s strange, it seems like this every year, it’s always rainy when school starts, but when the holidays come, it’s the exact opposite.

As they sat in the carriage, the topic involuntarily turned to what Dumbledore had said at the banquet last night.

The impact of those words was undoubtedly huge. Even in the box, they could hear words like "Dumbledore" and "madman" coming from outside from time to time.

It seemed that most people thought he was an old lunatic and said some confusing things.

"I guess he must know," Kyle said, "but he doesn't want everyone to believe it, which is not realistic. He just wants everyone to be prepared so that when the day really comes, everyone will not panic and lose their composure."

"Maybe." George shrugged and didn't comment.

Then they speculated about what measures Dumbledore would take to stop Voldemort during the holidays, and then when it was almost noon, the corridor became more and more lively.

The feud between Gryffindor and Slytherin seemed to have not ended yet, and it had continued to this day. Kyle could hear bursts of quarrels from time to time, and this time people from other colleges also joined in.

The content is also related to Dumbledore.

Almost all the Slytherins thought Dumbledore was crazy and taunted him in the boxes and corridors.

Some students became unhappy when they heard this and started arguing with them, which gradually turned into a quarrel.

There was no choice but for the class leaders to leave the box and go to the corridor to maintain order.

Fred and George were not idle either. They ran to find Harry and asked who were the Death Eaters that night.

The journey was somewhat boring as the train carried them southward. Outside the window, the hills and trees became fewer and fewer, and they could gradually see the village, which meant that the train was about to arrive.

At this time, Kyle and his companions returned to the carriage.

Fred and George were already waiting there, along with Harry, Hermione and Ron, who were playing Exploding Crackling.

When Kyle came in, the cards in Harry's hand had just exploded, and his hair was standing upright, with smoke coming out of his head.

Harry quickly ran his hands through his hair, stood up and said, "Kyle, I was just looking for you."

"What's the matter?" Kyle asked. He thought Harry was going to talk about what happened that night, but he mentioned another person's name instead.

"Sirius, do you know where his home is?" said Harry. "I remember he mentioned to me that you had been there."

"I did go there." Kyle nodded. "Strange, didn't he tell you? "Last semester, he seemed to have said that he would take you there."

"That's right." Harry sighed, "We had agreed before that I could live with him during the holidays this year, but yesterday when I went to ask him for the address, he changed his mind!"

"Change your mind? That's impossible..." Kyle was a little puzzled.

Sirius was eager to live with Harry and had even arranged a job for him after graduation. How could he go back on his word?

"That's true." Harry whispered, "He said this year is very dangerous and asked me to continue staying at the Dursleys' house... but he also said before that even if Voldemort came, he could guarantee my safety."

"Well... just listen to it, he's just bragging." Kyle bluntly exposed Sirius's bragging.

If they really met Voldemort, all Sirius could do was probably to use his life to buy Harry time to escape.

"So..." Kyle continued, "You just want to go find him yourself?"

Harry nodded. "Yes."

"I think he probably has something to do." Kyle thought of the time a few days before the holiday when Sirius suddenly disappeared for a while.

I guess he probably has other things to do during this holiday. Without my protection, it would be safer for Harry to stay at his aunt and uncle's house.

Because Lily Evans's protection spell did not disappear, but this protection spell was only effective when Harry lived with his only blood relatives, the Dursleys.

(End of this chapter)