Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy Chapter 298: Really worthy of being James’ son

The rain outside the window suddenly became heavy. The big raindrops slammed on the windows of the compartments, and were pulled out by countless long thin water lines by the moving train.

I don’t know where the cold air came from, and Ron shivered suddenly. He said, "Let’s stop talking about Sirius and Arcturus. The things in astronomy class alone are enough to make me I have a headache."

"Ron, your joke is really bad." Harry said with a smile.

Ron said irrespectively: "After this semester begins, we will be in third grade, and then we can go to Hogsmeade to spend the weekend. It is the only place in the UK without any Muggles. Pure Wizard Village..." "Ron, do you know a lot about Hogsmeade?" Hermione asked enthusiastically. As a Hogwarts student, she had already read a lot about Hogsmeade in books. Things are happening in the village of Gemaud, but how can the pictures in the book be touched by personal experience?

While Chang Chu, who had been to Hogsmeade many times a while ago, was sitting quietly aside, listening to the communication between Hermione and Ron, smiling without saying a word.

Hermione and Ron talked for a long time, including Honey Duke, Pepper Naughty, Sugar Stick Quill, Sherbet Ball, and the 1612 Goblin Rebellion Headquarters, Screaming Shack, Madame Petitfu Teahouse... …Obviously, Ron said the first few, while Hermione said all the others, and the two of them talked together for more than ten minutes.

So Hermione quickly ignored Ron.

She turned her face to look at Chang Chu: "Senior sister, occasionally leave school and go shopping in Hogsmeade. It must be very happy, isn't it?"

"It's still very happy for me, after all, the way of playing between two people is always happier than one person." Chang Chu said with a smile.

Hermione's tone was stagnant. Of course she knew what Chang Chu said "playing between two people" meant. Wasn't it just that she and Wright went to Madame Petitfu's teahouse? Hermione, who was a little weak on the topic of love, had to turn her head and look at Harry, with her tone of voice that was rarely seen recently: "Harry, what about you? What do you think of going to Hogsmeade?"

"It should be fine." Harry said dullly. "You can tell me after you figure it out so that I can also experience that feeling."

"What do you mean by this?" Ron said surprised. "We won't leave you alone in the school and go to Hogsmeade alone."

"But that’s the truth. I can’t go to Hogsmeade. I was already living in Wright’s house when I received the admission letter and the permit form. I wanted to go back when I went to Diagon Alley to buy textbooks. Privet Road asked my uncle to sign it. But Ron, you know, in the last few days of August, I was almost confined in the Broken Cauldron Bar." Harry said the truth with a sad expression on his face.

"So your Hogsmeade permission form is completely blank?" Chang Chu asked.

"Yeah, I can't find anyone to sign for me. Although Mrs. Weasley likes me very much, she won't sign for me—"

"That's true, my mother likes to work against us." Ron echoed Harry, and spit out his mother by the way.

Harry twitched the corners of his mouth dryly.

"Will Professor McGonagall approve you to go to Hogsmeade?" Ron said suddenly whimsical.

"Who do you think Professor McGonagall is?" Hermione rolled her eyes. "She wouldn't do such an indecent thing!"

I don’t know if it’s hereditary. Ron seemed to have suddenly learned about the matter of sneaking to Hogsmeade. When Hermione started to refute, he immediately thought of another horrible idea: "Frey De and George should know many secret passages outside the castle—"

"Ron!" Hermione tried his best to suppress the desire to scream. "Under the current situation, I don't think Harry should sneak out of school! And it's from a secret path that only a few people know about. Leave!"

"I don't want you to think, I want me to think." Ron said arrogantly, "I think this idea is great! Harry wants to go to Hogsmeade too. Isn't it, Harry?"

Harry opened his mouth. He really wanted to go to Hogsmeade, but he also really felt Ron's idea was not good.

At this moment, Chang Chu suddenly asked: "Well, Harry, I wonder if Professor McGonagall has seen your uncle's family?"

Harry thought for a while, shook his head and said, "No."

"Will she know your uncle's handwriting?" Chang Chu asked again.

"I shouldn't know each other, don't you always want to..." Harry was a little puzzled, but also a little unbelievable.

"Yes, do you remember what we did last year?" Chang Chu quickly glanced at Lupin who was sitting next to him, and lowered his voice again, "If you want to go to Hogsmeade, I I think it’s better to forge your uncle’s signature. After all, you should be familiar with your uncle’s handwriting, and then Professor McGonagall doesn’t know much..."

Lupin, who was sleeping on the side, suddenly let out an extremely loud cough, and even the blanket covering him couldn't cover up this sound.

Changchu was taken aback, and immediately stopped the topic. Carrying the professor, and talking in front of the professor about how to forge a parent's signature, these are two completely different concepts.

Lupin's face under the blanket is smiling wryly.

What should he say?

Should you say that you really deserve to be James' son? Do all the friends you make are bold in this type?

Forging the guardian's signature to go to Hogsmeade, what kind of genius idea is this? Listen to them, did this thing as early as last year?

Is I out of the era, or is this era too crazy?

In order to prevent his own existence from affecting these people, Lupin turned his head in another direction, pretending that nothing happened, and continued to sleep.

Changchu finally gave Harry an encouraging look~IndoMTL.com~ Then he took Hermione and returned to the car where the two of them were originally.

Sure enough, Felicia, who had just ran away, was lying prone on a soft chair in the cubicle at this time, where Luna was carefully straightening out Felicia's hair. Crookshanks, who looked unpleasant in appearance, fell asleep on the opposite side of the two of them.

"You are back." Luna greeted Changchu and Hermione with her characteristic ethereal voice.

Felicia, who had been carefully served, let out a comfortable grunt, and then swiftly jumped from the chair to the table. The emerald pupils looked at Chang Chu who sat down as if reproachfully. It seems to be complaining about why she didn't come back so long.

Chang Chu’s mouth provoked a clear arc, she stretched out her hand and rubbed Felicia’s head like a joke, and wiped out all the arrogant and dissatisfied expressions on her face. Without a trace.

Felicia screamed and escaped from Changchu's claws and jumped back to Luna's side. Perhaps in its eyes, Luna is a qualified **** shovel officer.

Neither did he care about Changchu's actions, Luna continued to carefully smooth the fur next to Felicia's head.

"In ancient Egypt, cats were regarded as living gods by the people at the time." Luna said in a daze. "According to ancient legends, black cats have a natural and mysterious temperament, even in the dark. , It can also move everything, which is respectable and daunting."

"Meow!" Felicia called out seemingly in agreement. With a polite and decent smile on Chang Chu's face, she didn't believe that Felicia, the little cat, had any other special abilities besides having a higher IQ! Besides, this is Great Britain, not Ancient Egypt!

She is Changchu, not a pharaoh.