Chapter 248: Can Go Home Again

Although it's not very good to say so.

But after hearing the reason why Mr. Weasley was attacked, John felt more at ease.

At least it proved that Voldemort still carried out actions with a purpose.

He wouldn't mess around indiscriminately.

He didn't have to worry about Voldemort causing any large-scale attacks that would affect his parents or others for the time being.

This was also the main reason he specifically came to find Dumbledore.

"Then how is Mr. Weasley now?"

John continued to ask, after all, after asking his own business, he naturally had to care about the person involved.

"Because Harry conveyed it in time, we sent him to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries very quickly, and his condition is stable now, but he still has to stay in the hospital for a while."

St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries is a medical institution specifically providing comprehensive treatment for injured people in the magical world, also located in London.

"Oh, that's good.... wait? Harry conveyed?"

After hearing that Mr. Weasley was fine, John nodded first, but the next second asked strangely.

"Yes, Harry learned that Arthur was attacked through his nightmare, otherwise we wouldn't have been able to learn Arthur's situation in time."

Dumbledore didn't hide too much about this, anyway they would learn it from Harry sooner or later.

John remembered that Dumbledore once said that Harry's soul and Voldemort's soul had a certain connection.

And as Voldemort became stronger, it became more stable.

This was also the reason he practiced Occlumency.

But he didn't expect that this nightmare that had tormented him for a long time could convey key intelligence when Voldemort was thinking about something.

Finally, the questions were almost asked, and John and Hermione didn't continue to stay in the Headmaster's office.

Dumbledore finally reminded them not to let other children know about the Order of the Phoenix's mission, otherwise Mrs. Weasley would go to Dumbledore to complain?

"John, are we going to visit Mr. Weasley on the way when we go back to London?"

On the way back, Hermione held John's hand and asked worriedly.

"Of course, it's still necessary to ask."

Mr. Weasley was not like other members of the Order of the Phoenix he didn't know, he was an old comrade they had known for a long time.

Last summer, they had also received a lot of care from Mrs. Weasley, so they should visit him out of reason and emotion.

"When we go back to London tomorrow, we'll go straight to St. Mungo's to understand the specific situation."

"Then wait until the day before Christmas to visit him, after all, we won't be free on Christmas day."

John thought about it and arranged the schedule.

Hermione naturally had no opinion.

Both could take care of visiting the patient and spend their own Christmas holiday well.

Afterward, he picked some things he could say to tell his partners about Mr. Weasley being attacked.

They couldn't help much, so he didn't say much.

Soon it was the next day.

Early in the morning, the little wizards who planned to go home got up early, ate breakfast, and dragged their luggage to sit on the carriage to the station.

On the way.

"Um, John..."

Ryan on the carriage suddenly opened his mouth stammeringly toward John.

"When going back, I want to find a place to sit by myself... I won't be with you guys."

"And during the holiday, I might not be able to write back to you, or send Christmas gifts..."

Hearing Ryan's words, John and the others were stunned for a moment, and then immediately knew what Ryan meant.

His mother still didn't allow Ryan to associate with them.

No, to be precise, it was not allowed to associate with John.

Although John had intentionally kept some distance at school and didn't accompany them to mess around in everything.

But most of the time they were still together, so anyone with eyes knew they were in the same group.

It's just that the relationship might not be as close as before.

John raised his eyebrows at this, thought about it, and said with a smile.

"Then you guys go together, it just so happens I can sit with Hermione."

"I'll ask Titus to help me send the Christmas gift over."

Listening to John's words, Ryan clenched his robe corner restlessly, clearly he understood John's meaning.

After all, the only one his mother minded was John, Ethan and Titus were not on the list for the time being.

But this was like him taking the lead to isolate John, he didn't want this at all.

John also saw his expression and patted his shoulder to comfort him.

"Don't mind it, Auntie is also doing it for your own good."

"After Voldemort is defeated, everything will return to normal."

"And...... actually I was just looking for an excuse to abandon you guys to find Hermione."

Ryan: "......"

Give me back the emotion I just had!

Inside the carriage compartment, listening to John's narration, Hermione covered her mouth and smiled lightly.

This was the first time they sat in the same carriage compartment to go home, before they were always sitting with their own small groups, and only gathered after getting off the train.

They thought that with their current relationship, there wouldn't be any new experiences.

But they didn't expect that they still felt exceptionally fresh.

Hermione wrapped in the scarf John gave her before, leaning in John's arms, either chatting or reading.

The first time she took the train home, she could be so relaxed and comfortable.

Before, she was always sitting straight and turning pages there, and would only interject when Harry and Ron occasionally talked about something related to her.

Now she could unscrupulously wrap the scarf into a ball as a blanket, put her head on John's shoulder and doze off, even too lazy to turn pages.

It is worth mentioning that John's height has been growing for the past two years.

Now he is already a head taller than Hermione.

Those who don't know probably can't tell that John is younger than Hermione.

"Hermione, next time you take the train, sit with me, don't worry about Harry and them."

"Why? Can't bear to part with me?" Hermione, leaning in John's arms, couldn't help but curl her lips and ask back after hearing John's words.

"Actually, I'm afraid you can't bear to part with me." John said seriously.

"Shameless."

Hermione smiled and poked his chin lightly with the corner of the scarf.

"Just say whether you agree or not."

"I agree, okay?"

Hermione rubbed her face into his neck again, her voice muffled, like a satisfied cat.

John was satisfied and tightened his arms, circling her more steadily in his arms.

The snow outside the window began to fall with a rustle, dyeing the Hogwarts Express into sections of moving frosting cake, sending it to London. ===== CHAPTER 249 =====