Chapter 1719

"However, he has been locked up in Azkaban for thirteen years, perhaps his nature has changed; you should pay attention, don't run around, be careful not to be killed by him."

Dad explained hurriedly and then left quickly.

My face was full of gratitude.

In my heart, I was wondering if Dumbledore knew about this.

Sirius Black's innocence is known even to ordinary nobles; is Dumbledore really unaware?

Is it that he knows but doesn't want to care, or is he unaware, and he isn't very sure either? I don't know, I just looked at Sirius Black's ferocious face on the newspaper.

I placed my hand on his face.

I really wanted to ask, is it worth it?

But I also understood that for these people, whether it's worth it or not is no longer a question to be discussed.

If I have this time, I might as well think about what arrangements Darren will make for this godfather of Harry's.

By the way, Harry has a godfather; I wonder if Darren has one? In a flash, the summer vacation was about to end.

This was the happiest summer vacation I've ever had.

No pranks from Conter, and no one being sarcastic beside me; I feel like I've gained a bit of weight.

The day before school started, I looked at myself in the mirror. The soft and cute little girl already had a tendency to be a beauty.

Before, I only felt cute when I wore glasses.

But now, I can only hide that hint of beauty when I wear glasses.

I started to laugh.

I put on my glasses properly, not letting myself show my good-looking appearance right now.

There is no need for me to look too beautiful right now.

Keep a low profile.

Since ancient times, being high-profile is more likely to cause trouble...

I still need to prepare some sleeping draught.

Dementors will appear on the third-year train.

I don't want to deal with them.

I suspect all the tragedies of my life will flood into my heart.

So I need to sleep all the way to Hogwarts.

As long as I'm asleep, it will be much better.

I packed an amount to sleep until Hogwarts.

Then I slept until morning.

I finished breakfast and was sent to Platform 9 and 3/4 by the house-elf.

Mom and Dad still didn't come to see me off.

I don't care; I feel more at ease this way.

If they can keep not causing trouble like this, I can be a little Voldemort after I get married.

After all, women who marry into other families will do this.

As long as they don't cause trouble...

At the station, I saw the Weasley family.

I didn't get close.

I saw Mrs. Weasley hugging Darren.

Darren has grown taller, and his little face already has the handsome look of the future.

His current appearance is between cute and handsome.

Cute and makes people feel like falling in love.

Harry Potter is also quite good-looking.

But when I think of his appearance in the movies, I always feel he will grow up to be ugly.

I hope he won't be like the movie version.

I silently prayed for him.

After all, looking at Darren's appearance, I'm afraid he's going to sweep up all the famous little girls at Hogwarts; if Harry Potter also grows up ugly, I'm afraid he'll be destined to be alone forever!

I lowered my head and walked past them, then found an empty carriage and waited for Hannah to find me.

She will definitely come to find me.

Sure enough, not long after, Hannah found me.

She hugged me.

"Polly, you must have had a great summer vacation; your complexion has improved!"

She said in surprise.

I smiled and nodded.

"During the summer vacation, I saw the brother my mom gave birth to; he is very cute, he is different from Conter, I want him to follow Darren, so Darren will have someone to protect him!"

I pretended to be a fangirl and said.

Hannah was amused by me.

"Little fangirl!"

She flicked my nose.

I had the heart to complain that she was more exaggerated than what I was pretending to be, but in the end, I didn't say it.

After all, I am just this stupid. This time I brought a comic book.

She and I read it together.

When the sky gradually darkened, I pretended to be sleepy and secretly drank the sleeping draught.

"I'll sleep for a while, I didn't sleep well last night, wake me up when we get to Hogwarts!"

I looked at Hannah.

Hannah nodded; she was looking at the comic book without raising her head.

My sleepiness came on.

I closed my eyes.

I was dreaming.

I dreamed of my parents from my past life.

They were cooking.

I walked up to them, they didn't pay attention to me, I passed through them; I realized that my current state was a ghost state.

So I wandered around the house.

More than ten years have passed, and I've become a bit unfamiliar with the house.

I can't remember where things should be placed, only the general location.

So I came to the living room.

There was a table in the living room with three sets of bowls and chopsticks on it; for a moment, I thought I was still there.

But only Mom and Dad came in, and there was no 'me'.

When they were eating, they weren't chatting and laughing like I used to see, but were dull.

The TV in the living room was on, but I felt they might not have been listening at all.

The meal was finished in a quiet yet noisy environment.

I saw Mom washing the dishes and Dad sweeping the floor.

When Dad lowered his head, he coughed violently several times.

Only then did I realize he had aged a bit.

I walked up to him; there were many white hairs on his head.

There were some before, but he liked to cover them with hair dye; looking at the situation now, it's been a long time since he dyed his hair.

I was silent for a moment.

I followed behind him, observing his every move.

Watching him sweep the floor clean and then sit on the sofa for a while.

My heart felt stuffy.

I know I'm dreaming, but why aren't they happy like they were in my dreams?