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On Monday, the sun just broke through the clouds.

After David and Harry packed up, they walked slowly downstairs.

After taking a rest for the night, Harry's mental state had recovered, but their bodies became more important. As long as their arms moved a little, their mouths would groan in pain.

Walking to the lounge at a very slow speed, David saw Percy hurried in with his head tilted up slightly.

He glanced at the book in David's hand casually, and said, "There is no need to go to class today. The professor asked me to tell you to go to the auditorium."

"No need to go to class?"

Ron's spirit came in an instant, as if the pain of his body had disappeared.

"Yeah." Percy nodded.

"Why? Did something happen again?" David asked.

"You'll know when you go, I'm still rushing to inform others!"

Percy said perfunctorily, staggering David blankly and heading upstairs.

It's not that he didn't want to tell David, but he didn't know. Professor McGonagall asked him to inform the students in the auditorium without telling him why.

But just telling David that he didn't know, Percy felt a bit of a shame on his dignified grown-up...

Going to the auditorium, David found that a large number of students had been sitting at the long tables in their respective colleges, divided into small and large groups according to their degree of intimacy, and they were discussing in twitter.

Hermione had arrived early, and she had occupied a few positions for them in the first half of the long table.

"Why did Professor McGonagall let us come here?"

David put the book on the table and did it next to Hermione.

"I don't know." Hermione shook her head and looked at the high platform. "The professors are sitting on it when they come. They should wait until everyone is here."

David looked at the high platform, except for Dumbledore, all the professors at Hogwarts sat in their respective positions. This kind of scene usually only appears during school and holidays.

"Could it be... the holiday is coming?" David speculated.

"Holiday?" Ron's eyes became wider and wider, and the corners of his mouth kept rising.

Harry's expression was the opposite of Ron, because the holiday meant he was going back to the home that was unbearable for him.

"No..." Hermione tilted her head for a moment, and said with certainty: "We haven't taken the exam yet, so we won't be on holiday!"

David was taken aback when he heard the words, but he didn't feel too surprised. Hermione had been reviewing the exam subjects a few weeks ago.

David escaped a bit from the many things that happened at school.

After the students were all there, Professor McGonagall got up and coughed, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet.

"Thank you." Professor McGonagall said with a serious face, "I know everyone is still hungry, so I will try to speak as quickly as possible."

"A lot of things happened this semester. From the secret room at the beginning to the animal riots in the forest behind, we went through many tests together, but fortunately, there were no casualties. This is very lucky."

Professor McGonagall’s eye sockets were slightly moist: "But we cannot guarantee that we have been so lucky all the time, so..."

McGonagall paused, and the auditorium was quiet, only a slight breathing could be heard.

"So yesterday I discussed with the professors and decided to have a holiday tomorrow. You can go back and pack your things after breakfast. I have notified your parents last night that they will pick you up at platform nine and three-quarters. You guys, I wish you a happy holiday."

The people at the long table looked at each other in disbelief, and uttered cheers enough to lift the castle.

But two of them were not very happy, Harry and Hermione.

Harry was sighing for the extended vacation. He didn't know how to survive this long vacation.

Hermione was angry at the cancellation of the exam. She said angrily: "How can they cancel the exam!"

"Can it be cancelled?" Ron said with a laugh, "so my mother can't find an excuse to criticize me!"

Hermione glared at Ron, grabbed the bread that had just appeared on the plate, stuffed it in her mouth, and chewed.

After breakfast, David and the others returned to the dormitory to collect their things, then sat down in the corner they had been occupying and played wizard chess.

After winning several sets of David in a row, Hermione's unhappiness slowly dissipated and a smile appeared on her face.

"Are you coming?" Hermione raised her eyebrows triumphantly.

"Come!"

David's wand struck the chessboard and said loudly for himself.

But his chess pieces are not very happy, although David has helped them to restore their original state, but they slowly do not want to return to the chessboard.

Anyway, after going up for a while, it will be crushed by the enemy and then swept down.

In desperation, David could only reach out and place the chess pieces on the grid himself.

Hermione chuckled with her mouth in her mouth.

Just about to prepare to direct the chess pieces forward, David caught a glimpse of a paper airplane flying in front of him, and looked at it. It was written to him by Professor McGonagall.

"Hermione, we may wait a while before we can continue. Professor McGonagall asked me to go to her office."

Hermione hadn't responded yet, and the pieces on the chessboard were the first to celebrate with joy.

"Okay, you go." Hermione said with a smile.

David stared fiercely at the chess pieces, turned and walked towards Professor McGonagall's office.

After tapping on the door a few times, Professor McGonagall’s voice came from inside. David pushed the door and entered: "Professor, what do you want me to do?"

"Newt replied a letter to me saying that he won't be back in some time, so he got rid of some friends to pick you up.",

Professor McGonagall looked away from the documents on the desktop, put down the quill in his hand, took out a letter from the drawer and handed it to David.

David opened it and took a look, nodded, and put the letter in his bag.

"Professor, how is Professor Snape's research?"

Professor McGonagall frowned and said: "I have a little eyebrow, but it is far from curing them!"

"Well..." David murmured, and then asked: "Then we have a holiday early, where is the school manager?"

Professor McGonagall talked about the school manager when Dumbledore was still leaving.

"They sent a letter last night asking where Dumbledore had gone and why he was not at school."

Professor McGonagall took a breath and rubbed her temples. She has been racking her brains to explain to the parents and school managers of the students since last night until now.

"Then Professor Dumbledore?"

Professor McGonagall put his hand down and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he will be fine. After he comes back, he will spend a little bit of tongue explaining to those people. After all, they also know that there is no more suitable for the post of principal than Dumbledore. People."

David nodded and breathed a sigh of relief. After all, Dumbledore came out of school for his grandfather, and he had some connection with him.

"Right, Professor..." David said to Professor Aragog McGonagall.

"Well, when the mandela grass raised by Professor Sprout matures, we will save it."

"Then... If there is nothing wrong, Professor, I will leave first."

"Go," said Professor McGonagall. "If you have any trouble after you go back, please write to me. I can pick you up in advance. After all, Newt and the others don't know when they will come back."

"Thank you."

After David bent slightly to express his gratitude, he returned to the lounge.

After playing a few more games with Hermione and finally winning one, David nodded in satisfaction and immediately put away the chess pieces, beckoning everyone to see Hagrid.

When they stepped out of Hagrid's hut again, there was only a trace of the sun left at the end of the forest.

The pockets on both sides of Harry were stuffed, and when he heard that they were going to have a holiday, Hagrid hurriedly prepared a lot of rock crust for Harry, for fear that Harry would be hungry during the holiday.

"Do you want a few?" Harry smiled wryly and patted the flatbread in his pocket.

"No." Ron said with his arms around Harry's shoulders. "That was specially prepared by Hagrid for you. You can't abandon them."

"But this..." Harry took out a cake and knocked it on the back of his hand, making a bang.

"You can use the expansion curse, have you forgotten?" David reminded.

"Yeah!" Harry said happily.

"Then you have to deal with them tonight. After you go home, you can't use magic."

While talking, Hermione speeded up the pace to the castle, and in the evening, there should be more people in the auditorium.

After dinner, and then helping Harry handle the rock cakes, Fred and George sneaked into David's dormitory again.

They want David to take them to the secret hallway to harvest another wave, and strive to make a little more money to prepare for their holiday study life.

"David." Fred and George looked at him eagerly around David.

"Okay, okay..." Unable to withstand the two of them, David could only agree to their requests. "Ron, are you going to go?"

Ron thought for a moment, and said, "I won't go, I should have enough money to buy the wand."

"Okay..." David looked at Harry and Neville.

"We are not going either."

"Then go, Fred, George..."

David stretched their two names long.

Go to the corridor of the secret room, throw Fred and George in the pile of eight-eyed giant spiders, David opened the door, summoned the basilisk into the mouth of the statue of Salazar.

After returning to the room with Salazar's portrait, David called out softly, but Salazar immediately turned his back and didn't care much about him.

I'm so stingy, don't you just take your little brother away...

David gave a disgust in his heart, and rummaged around the room, and found nothing useful, but some daily necessities.

"Professor Slytherin," David said respectfully, standing in front of the portrait.

Salazar moved his head and glanced at David from the corner of his eye.

"Do you have any other secret rooms? I'll go in and clean up for you. You see how dirty it is."

David's wand swayed, and the room he had just turned over was restored to its original state, and the dust was swept away by a breeze.

Salazar snorted coldly, looked at David slantingly, and continued to turn his back to him in silence.

"All right..." David sighed, and when he walked to the door, he turned his head and said, "Then I will visit you another day."

Before Salazar could respond, David locked the iron door.

Looking towards the long corridor, the basilisk stayed there quietly, waiting for David's order.

It is the main purpose of David coming here.

Walked to the side of the basilisk and put his palm on its cold scales: "Go, you should go back to sleep."

Hearing David's command, the basilisk swayed its tail slightly and crawled into the depths of the cave.

As long as it enters deep sleep, it can enter a state of suspended animation, preventing its continued growth and allowing it to live longer.

I should go back too...

Returning to the spider pile, Fred and George were trapped in it, using their magic wands to keep picking.

The surroundings have been cut clean by them, and now they are doing the final inspection.

"How's it going?" David asked loudly.

"A little bit more." Fred said, pointing to an area in front of him. "We'll leave after checking here."

"Row."

David leaned against the rock wall to the side and looked at the letter Newt sent him with the glowing curse.

Newt said he would let Jason Brown pick him up to the Dragon Farm for a while, until they returned to England.

I don't know where the grandpas are and what are they doing now...

David sighed, but the letter was received.

I don't know if I am afraid of divulging their information or afraid that David will find them. Newt said nothing about their current information in the letter.

After Fred and George finished cleaning up, David set off a fire and burned all the remaining limbs, otherwise he would be unable to step down here when he came back next semester.

It was two o'clock in the morning when he returned to the dormitory, and David fell into bed and fell into sleep.

Luckily the next morning, Harry dragged him up abruptly, otherwise he would miss the train home.

Spreading out on the chair, David yawned, and through his squinted eyes, he saw Harry looking out the window, feeling very depressed.

"Harry take it easy." David couldn't help but ask curiously.

Harry nodded, grinned hard and smiled.

"When my grandpa and them come back, maybe I can invite you to my house as a guest." David said.

"Really?" Harry leaned forward and asked eagerly when he heard the news that he could leave the Dursleys.

"Of course, I'll write to you when they come back..." David finished speaking, his eyelids jumped down, and slowly slid down to cover his entire eyeball.

When he woke up again, Hermione was shaking his shoulder gently, the train had stopped at the station,

Feeling the strangeness in his hands, David looked down and found that a note was stuffed in it,

"It's the phone number," Harry said. "You can call me."

Staring at the numbers on the note, David suddenly felt a little dazed. After living in the magical world for so long, he almost forgot about these convenient tools.

Maybe then you can let Grandpa also have one at home.

After thinking about it, putting the note into the bag, David got off the train with them.

"Is anyone coming to pick you up?" Hermione asked.

"Yes." David put on his toes and looked hard. Jason's tall body was particularly obvious in the crowd. "There, my grandfather asked him to come and pick me up to the dragon farm."

Hermione followed and took a look: "Then I write to the dragon farm, can you receive it?"

"of course!"

Recalling what happened last year~www.wuxiaspot.com~ David smiled embarrassedly.

"That's good, if you don't reply to me, me!"

Hermione waved her small fist, dragged her salute and left.

"Jason, long time no see, how are you doing recently?" David walked through the crowd and walked to Jason and said.

"Long time no see." The indifferent expression on Jason's face disappeared in an instant, and he put on a bright smile, ready to pick up David's salute, but he made nothing.

He subconsciously asked: "Where is your salute?"

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