Classes have resumed at Hogwarts, and the first day of school is a sprint for exams.

To be honest, there was a moment when the owls delivered this news to every little wizard's home, the accumulated resentment even overshadowed the joy of people defeating Voldemort.

To the students, Voldemort was scary, but those feet-long assignments were even more terrifying.

Especially fifth and seventh graders.

"We defeated... Voldemort." Ron couldn't help but complain in the Hogwarts Great Hall, "Can't those professors give us an O on our NEWT transcripts for such brilliant results?"

Although his voice was a little weak, Ron did call out Voldemort's name in full.

This change made Harry very happy. He always believed that if he wanted to defeat Voldemort, he had to overcome his fear of him.

Before, Ron would shiver even when he heard his name, let alone calling it.

The current situation is a good change.

Of course, he was happy, but that didn't stop him from pouring cold water on Ron.

"I have to be fair." He patted his friend's shoulder, "We didn't defeat Voldemort. It was Kell and the professors who fought him."

"Yes, that's true... but we also participated... our courage was commendable..." Ron stiffened his neck and counted how many Death Eaters he had defeated in that war and how many times he was in danger.

What he said sounded very thrilling, but Harry and Hermione beside him looked completely uninterested.

Even Neville, who was the most respectful, turned his head away.

After all, they had heard it more than a dozen times in the past few days, so it would be the same no matter who came over. Hermione could even recite the words completely from beginning to end.

"Stop, Ron, we really don't want to hear any more stories about you and the Death Eaters." Hermione interrupted him ruthlessly.

"And I must tell you that reopening the school was a joint decision made by Headmaster McGonagall, all the school directors, and the Ministry of Magic after consultation. Most of us also support this decision."

"Oh, Harry, what did she just say?" Ron opened his mouth and let out a weird cry, "Most people support it?

"Doesn't she see that of all the people sitting here, she's the only one who supports this decision?"

Hermione's face gradually turned gloomy.

Harry really wanted to take care of his good friend's feelings, but he really couldn't say anything that went against his will.

Everyone else turned their heads away, only Ginny supported her loyally.

This may also be related to the fact that Ginny is in the sixth grade. There are no particularly important exams in the sixth grade, and her grades are enough to cope with the final exams, so it doesn’t matter to her whether school starts or not.

But none of this matters. The decision on whether to open school is not made by the students' vote. Even if their votes were overwhelming, the return Hogwarts Express still departed on time and arrived at Hogsmeade Station in the evening.

Minerva McGonagall, who had been busy these days, came back specially at this time and looked at the students returning to school at the door of the auditorium.

Among the crowd, a round figure is particularly eye-catching.

Slughorn walked up the stone steps panting and came to the door of the Great Hall. "Minerva, why did you suddenly decide to let the students return to school..."

He had just returned home yesterday, and this time he came by train with his students... Judging from the icing sugar residue on his collar, he most likely booked the dining car again, and instead of using the more convenient Apparition, he chose to take a train with his students that would take a whole day to arrive. This alone was enough to prove that the Slughorn in front of him must be the real Slughorn, and not someone pretending to be him using Polyjuice Potion.

"The students should continue their studies, Horace." Professor McGonagall glanced at him.

"But that person..."

“Voldemort will not come.” Before he could say anything, Professor McGonagall said, “We have received accurate information, and then we made the decision to reopen the school.

"There's still some time before the party starts, Horace. I suggest you change your clothes."

"Oh, okay..." Slughorn obviously didn't fully understand what Professor McGonagall meant.

How come Voldemort won't come to Hogwarts... Has the Ministry of Magic received any new information? Or has he been found? Why hasn't anyone in the Ministry told him...

Slughorn wanted to ask more questions, but at this moment, a group of students rushed in from outside, and he was forced to move forward into the hall.

Although it was a hastily prepared banquet, the scene was not shabby at all. Almost all the professors were there, including Bill Weasley, Oliver Wood, Cedric Diggory, etc.

These people had all performed very well in the previous war and were invited to the banquet as outstanding graduates.

There were also Fred and George, but they advertised Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes for more than 20 minutes when the party was at its most lively, and Professor McGonagall, who could no longer tolerate it, sealed their mouths with magic.

But even so, they were able to make everyone laugh with their funny pantomimes, and with the store logo flashing on their chests from time to time, they quickly captured a large group of new customers in a short period of time.

Professor McGonagall turned a blind eye to this and pretended not to see it.

In addition to welcoming students back to school, this banquet was also to celebrate everyone's first victory over Voldemort with their own strength, so Professor McGonagall gave everyone the greatest possible tolerance.

In fact, if Fred and George had kept their voices down and stopped running around, they wouldn't even have been muted.

Led by the Weasley brothers, more people began to join the carnival. People also needed a carnival to dispel the haze brought to everyone by Voldemort.

Everyone was very happy. The cheers and laughter were like waves, almost breaking through the newly repaired magic ceiling.

Oh, except Slytherin...

A very strange scene took place in the auditorium. The long tables of the three colleges were bustling with activity, but Slytherin was the only one that was as quiet as if they were having a History of Magic class.

Moreover, Slytherin is the house with the least number of students returning to school. Almost half of the seats are empty, and most of the owners of these seats have supported Voldemort, either openly or secretly.

Of course, Professor McGonagall did not exclude students just because of a few words. As long as they did not do anything to harm their classmates, she sent owls to them all equally.

As for those who didn’t come, I don’t know whether they didn’t receive the letter or for some other reason.

The remaining Slytherins were too embarrassed to join in the carnival for various reasons and could only watch from the sidelines, making the atmosphere increasingly awkward.

But no one cares here.

Everyone knows that Professor McGonagall doesn't care, but that doesn't mean everyone can pretend it never happened. No Slytherin participated in this war, but they remember it.

And if the outcome of the war had been different, Slytherin's celebration would have been even crazier than theirs.

At this time, no one jumped over and beat them up, all thanks to the professors' strict supervision.

Professor McGonagall intercepted five Weasley magical fireworks that were thrown towards Slytherin, including three sludge bombs.

Just as the name describes, this kind of firework will spray special sludge indiscriminately around after it explodes... The reason why it is called special sludge is that Fred and George took into account that other people still need to eat, so they removed the stinky weeds inside in advance.

Otherwise, this thing is just an enhanced version of a dung egg.

Even if they made some wrong decisions, it doesn't represent everyone, nor does it represent Slytherin House.

Slughorn participated in the war throughout, as did Severus Snape, and Diana the Unspoken who came later, also a Slytherin graduate...

In a sense, Slytherin also made a huge contribution in this war.

This time the feast lasted longer than ever before, with plate after plate of desserts, cookies, and mini cakes.

When the party was about to end, the sudden appearance of Minister of Magic, Amelia Bones, pushed the atmosphere to a climax.

It seemed that the minister had heard about this matter and came here specially to show his face.

Because she didn't stay too long. She ate a piece of cake, clinked glasses of pumpkin juice with Professor McGonagall, and then left in a hurry.

By the time the banquet finally ended late at night, the auditorium was already in a mess.

"That's great... We can definitely hold this kind of activity more often." Fred stood outside in the venue, feeling a little unsatisfied.

George, Kyle, Connor and Cedric were also there, so they reunited at Hogwarts.

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"Are you going back? Or are you staying for one night?" Kyle asked. "If you want to stay, you can ask the house elves to move a few more beds into my cabin."

“Forget it, we don’t want to live in a shabby wooden house.” Fred deliberately looked at Kyle with disdain, and it was unclear whether he disdained Kyle or the wooden house.

"We have more important things to do." George shook the thick stack of parchment in his hand.

"We just received a new order."

“Customers can’t wait to receive their desired products.”

"We promise to deliver it tomorrow."

"So tonight, we might be having Christmas all over again."

"We need at least a hundred owls to deliver all these goods."

They stroked their foreheads with an expression of pain and happiness.

"In that case, why don't you use the traceless stretch spell?" Kanna stood beside Kyle and suggested, "First pack all the things together and send them here, then find someone to help deliver them to the customers.

"This shouldn't be difficult for you. The people are already there. If you hire Ron, you only need two Galleons."

"That's a good idea," said Fred, "but it would be a lot less surprising."

"surprise?"

“It’s the excitement that young customers feel when they see an owl flying towards them,” George said. “This kind of surprise is also part of our merchandise.”

"That's... okay."

Although Kanna didn't understand the difference between the owl and the gift from Ron, since they said so, they must have their reasons.

"And the most important point is that we must insist on choosing the owl..." Fred said mysteriously.

George understood immediately, "We don't want to give Ron even if it's two Galleons."

"Hey!" Both of them smiled wickedly at the same time.

"It's Ron's karma to be your brother." Kyle curled his lips. He suspected that this was the main reason.

"No, no, no, it should be said that it was lucky." Fred shook his finger.

"This is a special favor from my brother," George said seriously. "You know, we are willing to pay more than ten times more Galleons for him."

"...Luckily Ron isn't here." Cedric couldn't help but say, but he had long been accustomed to the unique family relationship of the Weasley family.

And this thing seems to be passed down from generation to generation.

He still remembered that when Charlie first entered school, he used real bludgers when he gave them batting training.

Normal batsmen would use enchanted Quaffles for their initial training, but Charlie, faced with two first-year students who couldn't even join the team, directly brought out real Bludgers.

It is said that Fred also set the record for the farthest person ever thrown, nearly thirty feet.

Yes, Fred the Beater was hit thirty feet by a Bludger, but not only was he not angry, he even boasted about it for a long time.

Perhaps this is the Weasley family's unique way of getting along.

After Fred and George left, Kyle looked at Cedric on the other side.

"I have to go back too." Cedric shrugged. "There is still a lot of work to do in the Ministry. I can't push it all to my father. Besides, I have to go to St. Mungo's to pick up Qiu from the hospital early tomorrow morning."

"Wait, what did you just say?" Connor was stunned for a moment, "Why is Qiu in St. Mungo's? Didn't she leave England with her family?"

"Why, didn't I tell you?" Cedric blinked.

"No." Everyone except Cedric said at the same time.

"Okay." Cedric shrugged, "That's what they thought at first, but then Qiu's parents changed their minds and stayed."

"But I don't think I saw her at Hogwarts." George whispered, "Did I not notice?"

"No, Qiu did not come to Hogwarts." Cedric explained: "After the war of Hogwarts began, Minister Bones also went to war with the traitors in the Ministry of Magic. At that time, Qiu and her mother happened to go to the Ministry for something."

"I see." Kyle nodded in realization.

When the war broke out before, the Ministry of Magic did join in a little late.

"How's Qiu..." Kanna asked with concern.

"Qiu is fine." Cedric shook his head. "It's mainly because her mother was injured. Later, she was arranged by Minister Bones to stay in the Ministry of Magic. Qiu had to stay and take care of her."

"Can we go see her?"

"Of course you can, if you want."

…

(End of this chapter)