Proud Hermione

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The Weasleys held a banquet for Ethan to celebrate the successful Animagus transformation; Mr. Lovegood and Luna, who happened to be at the Weasleys, also attended.

The Weasley family's young boys envy Ethan's cool Animagus transformation and have asked Ethan to teach them transformation skills.

And Luna and Ginny had already gone upstairs to play.

"You are too young, don't makeup ideas!" Mrs. Weasley warned aside.

Animagus transformation requires a lot of magic power to support it, which is why only adult wizards can use it.

After the lively banquet, Mr. Lovegood and Luna returned home.

After the next few days, the day of Hogwarts opening finally approached.

The Weasleys got up early and packed their bags.

"Check your stuff! See if you forgot anything!" cried Mrs Weasley.

"Erol is too old; he can't go to Hogwarts repeatedly to deliver things to you! So you all take your things with you!" Mrs Weasley reminded me again.

"Okay, Mom!" all the children answered in unison.

After a while, everyone gathered around the Weasleys' fireplace.

"One by one, whoever wants to go first," said Mrs Weasley.

"I'll go first," Ethan said.

"Harry in next, it's safer."

Only then did Harry suddenly realize he was still in danger of being hunted down by vicious criminals.

The days at Weasley's house were too happy, full of magic and accidents, and the training Ethan prepared for him made the second half of the vacation extremely fulfilling.

This almost made him forget his situation, which made him fall back into reality instantly.

Ethan's training improved Harry and Ron's strength by leaps and bounds.

The bodies of the two of them also became stronger after a prolonged beating; even their height seemed to increase. Of course, their skins were also tanned.

Ethan sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace and stepped directly into the green flames.

The next moment, he came into the Leaky Cauldron.

Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, was about to say hello to Ethan when Harry teleported at the next moment.

Tom also wanted to give Ethan the money from the sale of Gwent cards during this time, but Ethan waved his hand and told Tom to transfer it to his account.

He was still on a mission and didn't want to be caught by others.

The rest of the Weasleys were also teleported to the Leaky Cauldron one after another.

Today, Leaky Cauldron was packed, and many people sat at the table face to face, playing Qwent with concentration.

Ethan bypassed the poker crowd and led them into Diagon Alley.

"Ethan!"

Ethan met Tonks when he entered Diagon Alley; Tonks eagerly stepped forward and wanted to hug Ethan.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time since the mission started. Now that Tonks met Ethan again, he naturally couldn't hold back her emotions.

But before they could hug, Tonks noticed the Weasley family following Ethan.

Her face turned red in an instant, along with her hair.

She wasn't used to having intimate acts with Ethan under the watchful eyes of so many people.

"Ethan, I'll go over there to check first!"

Tonks stammered and ran away, blushing.

The Weasleys tried their best to look around, pretending they couldn't see Ethan and Tonks.

But soon, Harry's eyes were attracted by the things in the window of the broomstick store.

He squeezed past the layers of wizards and finally squeezed to the edge of the window.

He huddled among the excited witches and wizards until he saw a broom on a newly erected plinth—the most astonishingly beautiful broom he had ever seen.

"It just came out; it's the newest model!" a wizard introduced to his companion in a tone of admiration.

"That's the fastest broom in the world, isn't it, Dad?" a boy younger than Harry asked his dad, screeching as the boy was dangling from his dad's arm.

"The Ireland international just ordered seven of these beautiful brooms!" the shopkeeper told everyone.

"This product is the darling of the World Cup!"

A tall witch in front of Harry walked away so he could read the note next to the broom: Broomsticks like the Firebolt represented the highest level of craftsmanship available.

The broom handle is made of ash wood, streamlined and exquisite. It is treated with a polish as hard as a diamond and has a hand-engraved registration number.

Every broom twig at the end of this product is screened for perfect flow, so this product is unmatched in balance and precision.

The Firebolt could accelerate to 150 miles per hour in ten seconds, its brakes are attractive, and the price was negotiable.

"It's so beautiful!"

Ron followed Harry and pressed his face against the window's glass, carefully observing every detail of the Firebolt.

Ron's facial features were squashed against the glass window because Ron was pushing too hard, looking ridiculous.

Neither of them asked the price of the Firebolt because they knew they couldn't afford it.

"Let's go, it's time to buy books," Harry said, and the two of them reluctantly looked away from Firebolt.

"Harry! Ron! Hey! You two!"

A familiar voice suddenly came beside Harry and Ron, calling out their names.

Harry and Ron hurriedly turned toward the voice, and they saw Hermione.

She waved desperately at the two of them.

Finding that Harry and Ron had noticed her, Hermione walked towards them with difficulty. She was struggling because she was carrying three bulging schoolbags on her back.

"What are those things, Hermione?" Harry asked.

"Oh, didn't I take more courses than you?" said Hermione.

"Those are books on arithmetic and divination, protection of magical creatures, divination, ancient rune studies, Muggle studies."

"Why did you choose Muggle studies?" Ron asked, rolling his eyes at Harry.

"You already know Muggles better than almost everyone!"

"But it would be fascinating to study them from the perspective of the wizarding world," Hermione said sincerely.

"Are you going to eat and sleep this year, Hermione?" Harry asked while Ron snickered. Hermione ignored them.

"Right! And this!" Hermione seemed to think of something suddenly. She took out a thick purple-covered book from her bosom.

It reads "Signs," and an inverted triangle symbol is drawn on the cover.

"This is Professor Ethan's class!" Ron also became interested.

"Look at this!" Hermione opened the book excitedly and wrote a few lines in golden font on the title page.

"Authors - Ethan of Toussaint and Filius Flitwick"

"Look here! Look here!"

Hermione couldn't wait to point to another line of words below.

At the same time, it was written in small golden font: "Assistants: Hermione Jane Granger and Penelope Clearwater. She raised her swan-like slender neck and looked incomparably high.

Harry and Ron were somewhat envious. They thought it would be cool to have their names on the textbook.

At this time, they could finally understand why Hermione was so actively involved in the competition for assistants.

"By the way, you all took Professor Ethan's class, right." Hermione squinted at Harry and Ron.

"Of course, we will always support Professor Ethan!" Harry and Ron said quickly.