Rebirth of the Harry Potter

Saturday, October 28, 1995.

"Today is really a rare good weather."

Hermione stood in front of the window and stretched. She could see the bright blue sky outside, and the warm sunlight shone on her face with slightly closed eyes, which made her feel better and better.

"It should be the last bit of sunshine this year."

"Harry, go for a walk," Hermione suggested.

Harry said in surprise: "Isn't there still a lot of homework? Let me think about it. Yesterday you said that you would write the paper on self-pollinating shrubs assigned by Professor Sprout. I started practicing Professor McGonagall's non-animal summoning spell..."

Hermione argued: "But I feel like I'm going to get rusty. It's been almost two months since school started, and I read and read homework every day. I don't remember what it feels like to step on the grass, blow the wind, and look at the sky." gone."

"I'll do my homework in the afternoon, just this one time." Hermione said with a guilty conscience.

"Of course." Harry rubbed Hermione's messy hair: "I think it's not normal for you to look so guilty because you went out to relax."

"Are you waiting for Zhang Qiu and Astoria?" Harry asked, "They haven't returned from the library yet."

"No." Hermione said with a smile, "It's just the two of us this time."

"Okay." Harry smiled.

Although the temperature outside is a bit low, it is not a problem at all compared to the clear, blue and refreshing sky outside.

Harry led Hermione around Hogwarts slowly.

In summer, the big willow trees with luxuriant branches and leaves are mostly withered because it is already late autumn. The wind blows, rustling, and falls to the ground with yellow.

The yellow slender willow leaves fell on the banks of the Black Lake, making the Black Lake stand out in silence.

The Black Lake was calm, with a lot of water plants and a layer of dust floating above it, and it seemed that the giant squid hadn't come out to swim for a long time.

The closer he got to the Black Lake, the more chill he felt.

Harry glanced at the Black Lake, smiled and said, "I remember when I participated in the second project of the Goblet of Fire in February this year,

I also met a little mermaid at the bottom of the lake. "

"Pretty?" Hermione asked looking up at Harry.

"Pretty, but not as pretty as you, of course."

Harry said with some regret: "I thought the little mermaid was cute at the time, and I really wanted to keep one as a pet, but I gave up after thinking about it."

"Why?" Hermione asked with interest. She had only seen mermaids in books. It is said that the males are ugly and the magnetism is beautiful.

"Our family already has two cats, and I'm worried that the little cutie will want to eat 'steamed mermaid', 'braised mermaid', 'sweet and sour mermaid'..."

Hermione: "..."

They went around to the vegetable patch next to Hagrid's hut.

If the decaying scenery in other places makes people a little depressed, then the various ripe vegetables and fruits lying in the vegetable field in front of them make people happy.

Have you ever seen a pumpkin as big as a wheel, or a winter melon as big as a horse?

Colorful and fruitful.

A chirping sound sounded from above the head.

In the bright clear sky, some owls flew out of the owl shed, and then turned into a few small black spots, and disappeared completely.

"I feel that the number of owls seems to be a little less. Usually, every Saturday morning, there will be more wizards who write letters to their families."

"The reason for this situation has something to do with the store you opened, right? Some students feel that they can tell their family members immediately if they need anything now, so they don't have to wait for their parents to let the owl fly again, which saves half the time and also There is no need to wait until Sunday to send the letter."

Hermione turned her gaze to a small house not far away, which was the owl's turn around station.

There are not many people, only a few people.

Most wizarding parents don't have a clear idea of ​​using the Gold Rush Mail.

"This is just the beginning." Harry said: "Now only one-way transfer is allowed, and Diagon Alley is passed to Hogwarts. After a while, when the system structure on the other side of Diagon Alley is reasonable, gold mining can be done." Hire some wizards to work for it. Students who support Hogwarts send letters to Diagon Alley, and wizards take letters and deliver them to doors all over the world."

"Think about how troublesome it is to contact students and parents. It takes hours or even ten hours for an owl to fly for a trip. With this station, it can be simplified to a few minutes directly. How efficient is this."

Hermione: "People who love owls express strong condemnation! If you do this, what should owls do? The situation of owl mail will be affected, and the pet shop owner who sells owls will also cry."

Harry said: "This is inevitable for development, but they can also learn from the gold rush to open similar express stores. I don't want to let the gold rush monopolize, and you think, once this emerging industry of wizard delivery appears, can it How many wizards are promoted, even if it is only a part-time job, the income will not be less. And I will protect the rights and interests of ordinary wizards, and it will never happen that they cannot get their legal labor remuneration and are forced to cast the Fierce Fire Curse on themselves and burn themselves Condition."

Hermione rolled her eyes: "How can such a thing happen, if it really comes to that point, the wizards will definitely rush over and say Avada Kedavra to you, an exploiter."

Harry smiled slightly, and continued: "After a while, Fred and the others will produce more teleportation stones, and set up a gold mining shop in places where wizards gather in other countries. This is called a strategic node."

Hermione asked puzzledly: "Why? I think it's unnecessary. Anyway, employees who can sign a contract with Gold Rush will Apparate, so it's fine if there's one company."

Harry looked at Hermione with an exaggerated expression, and clicked his tongue: "Hermione, I found out that you are the real surname."

Hermione shot Harry an exasperated look.

Harry said patiently: "Do you think those wizards are tireless tool people? Although Apparation is extremely efficient, they can't use it unlimitedly. Generally, after ten consecutive teleportation, the spirit is almost exhausted. If you don't If you stop, your spirit will be damaged. If the distance between the starting point and the target is far, it will be more painful."

"Normal wizards transport packages, and apparitions only take up part of the journey, and they also rely on flying brooms, flying magic carpets and other means of transportation. Therefore, we need to set up transfer stations around the world to spread the pressure evenly, just like a relay race."

Hermione nodded thoughtfully.

...

A window high up opened.

The cool wind blows in, blowing the skirts of the two girls, one big and one small, by the window.

One of them had a flat gaze, and the other looked at a man and a woman walking slowly on the grass in the distance with slightly pursed lips.

"It's really biased..." someone muttered.

Walking to the edge of the Forbidden Forest, the treetops of the Forbidden Forest swayed gently in the breeze.

Harry looked at them, enjoying the pleasant feeling of the fresh air on his face, which made him extra happy.

That's when he saw it—a huge, reptilian, winged horse, the kind that pulled Hogwarts carriages.

It fully spread its tough black wings like a pterodactyl, and suddenly galloped out of the bushes, like a strange giant bird.

With its head held high, it didn't even see two figures on the runway where it was about to fly.

Thestrals were fast, but Harry's reflexes were even faster.

Harry gave Hermione a gentle tug, pulling her into his arms.

It seemed that a strong wind blew half a meter away from her, and Hermione's hair flew up.

Hermione felt the warm palm behind her, she twisted her body slightly, her eyelashes flickering: "This is not good, but it is broad daylight, and this place is not remote enough."

Harry couldn't help laughing, lowered his head and kissed Hermione on the cheek, and said, "Hermione, you are so cute. Just now a Thestral passed by. I was just afraid you would be hurt."

Hermione felt ashamed and wanted to dig a hole to get in.

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