Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Half an hour later, Harry and Ron left Snape's office, following a familiar trail to the Gryffindor Tower.

The castle was quiet and the dinner was over.

“I don't know how Ivan is doing. I wish we could go to the banquet. ”

“Professor McGonagall doesn't want us to show off. ”

Ron wisely said, "She doesn't want people to think it's a glorious thing to drive a flying car to school. ”

“Yeah, but at least we should know which college Ivan will be assigned to. ”

“Needless to say, he must have scored Gryffindor, just like Ginny. ”

“That's not necessarily true. He's so smart, he might be divided into Ravenclaw.” Harry seemed a little worried about spending a summer with him, making him like Ivan very much, and hoping that Ivan would be with him in a college.

“Ravenclaw is also a good choice as long as it is not Slytherin. ”

The two of them walked and talked until they climbed a narrow stone staircase to the corridor of the secret entrance to the Gryffindor Tower, which was hidden behind an oil painting by a fat lady in a pink silk coat.

“Password?” As they approached, Fat Lady asked.

“Oh!!” Harry can't answer that.

They haven't met a Gryffindor superior yet, so they don't know the password for the new school year, but the savior is almost there. They heard a rush of footsteps behind them and looked back, Hermione rushed towards them.

“Hermione, do you know which college Ivan was assigned to? ”

“Of course it's Griffindor!” Hermione said impatiently, "You dare bring him to school in a flying car and you will be expelled. ”

“Don't give us lessons, we've been listening all night.” Ron said impatiently, "Give us the password. ”

“The password is honeybird eating.” Hermione continued without giving up, “But the problem is not here, don't you know...”

She waited outside just to say Harry and Ron well before entering the public lounge so they could recognize their mistakes.

But as Fat Lady's portrait swung away, her words were immediately interrupted by a thunderous applause, and Harry and Ron were immediately dragged in.

Gryffindor's classmates were still awake, crowded in a circular public lounge, and Harry and Ron came to the top of the scene.

Ivan was delighted to see them come in and finally stopped being the focus. He quietly retreated from the crowd center and fell powerless on the sofa by the fireplace, making him unusually weak after a continuous overnight torment and a drop of water.

“Ivan! ”

Ivan saw Hermione sitting across from him seriously, and he asked in a pitiful tone, "Leave me alone, Hermione, if you have anything to say to me tomorrow, I'm starving now! ”

Hermione kept her mouth shut, didn't go on, took a large chunk of chocolate out of her pocket and handed it over. Ivan ate a little and felt much better.

Gryffindor's welcoming ceremony didn't last long, and soon after Percy talked it out, everyone went back to bed.

“Dude, congratulations on getting into Gryffindor. It was great today, I know I shouldn't be proud, but...” Ron walked up to Evan and couldn't say any more. He saw Hermione looking at herself unhappy.

“Fred and George yet, how could I not see them.” Harry was a little embarrassed.

“I asked them to go to the kitchen and get me something to eat. Would you like some?” Ivan asked.

“Oh, sure...” Ron rubbed his stomach and took a careful look at Hermione, “No, Harry and I already ate in Snape's office, we're going upstairs now, a little tired! ”

“Good night, Hermione! Good night, Evan!” Harry said quickly, seeing Hermione and Percy as tight as he could.

A few minutes later, the furnace fire burned quietly, leaving only Ivan and Hermione in the public rest, and the atmosphere became a little weird. Ivan saw that he was sorting out his curriculum, and she circled Rohit's classes with her heart.

“Hermione, you know I bought some things in Diagonal Lane, and I think they should be delivered tonight.” Ivan has nothing to say.

“Yeah, you promised to lend me some of those books, remember?” Hermione finally raised her head and her tone was a little stiff.

“Of course, you can take whatever you like. ”

Ivan immediately promised, as can be seen, Hermione was still dissatisfied with the way they came to school.

His words had just fallen, and he saw several owls in the Ritzmark bookstore appearing outside the window of the Gryffindor Tower, where Ivan hurried to open the window.

A beautiful magic book appeared in front of two people, with as many as fifty.

Hermione's attention shifted entirely to the books Ivan bought, which, in addition to senior textbooks, included a wide variety of books and a wide range of categories.

Next, the conversation between the two of them shifted to magic knowledge, and it was a great pleasure to talk, and Ivan found Hermione to be as friendly as ever.

While they were discussing a spell, the public lounge door was opened and Fred and George walked in with a plate full of food.

“Looks like we're not back at the right time when our hero Ivan is dating Hermione.” Fred said.

“Moreover, they seem to have moved the school library here.” George said.

“You're back, I'm starving!” Ivan rushed up to greet him.

“Of course, Dear Mr. Mason, it is our pleasure to serve you!” Fred dodged Ivan and pulled some red candles out of his arms.

“These are the food you ordered, and we'll leave you and Miss Granger alone for the next candlelit dinner!” George lit the candle up front.

Ivan and Hermione looked red-handed at them placing their plates in front of themselves like waiters in a fancy restaurant.

Fred and George smiled badly at the two people who were anxious and ready to turn away, stopping before walking a few steps and looking out the window in amazement.

“Look, what's out there? ”

With their eyes, Ivan and Hermione saw a huge giant approaching the Gryffindor Tower.

A few seconds later, through the candlelight in the lounge, Ivan saw clearly that this was a convoy of dozens of powerful owls. The owls looked exhausted and fell down, and Ivan rushed them in.

The floor shivered as the owl landed.

“Don't worry, it's what I bought.” Looking at the three surprised people beside him, Ivan hastily explained.

“What is it?” Fred and George Qi asked.

“Uh, a piece of equipment dedicated to newspaper printing, I ordered in Diagonal Lane and spent a lot of money.” Ivan fed several owls something to eat before he got up and signed a list.

“A professional printing device, what are you buying this for?!” Fred raised the volume.

“Don't tell us you're going to run a newspaper.” George followed.

“Yes, I was going to run a newspaper, like The Daily Prophet, and I thought of the name, Hogwarts Magic! ”

Ivan opens the printing device's outer packaging, and a silver-white, sophisticated magical device appears in front of four people, similar to Muggle's printing press, but operated entirely by magic, with precise calibration.

“Think about it, all adult wizards graduate from Hogwarts, for whom there are wonderful memories, and Hogwarts, for whom there are secrets, where we can run a newspaper to remember, explore and interpret her mysteries.” Evan softly explained, "Believe me, we will succeed, even more so than the Daily Prophet, becoming the world's most circulating newspaper. ”