Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Draco then felt slightly annoyed.

He knew Dokhorov—the guy Elias had easily defeated.

Their family has been very powerful among the pure-blood families recently, and he seems to be planning some conspiracy against Elias next semester.

Draco also received a letter from his father not long ago.

"Draco—you have to cooperate with them, but don't get too involved."

His father Lucius expressed this in his heart and gave him the appropriate response.

so...

"I won't go, Goyle - but you can tell Mr. Dohorov that the Malfoy family is the pride of the pure-bloods."

"Next semester, I will cooperate with his actions."

Draco answered according to the letter.

"it is good."

After hearing this, Goyle and Crabbe had no doubts and returned to their seats.

So, Draco Malfoy sat back down.

But out of the corner of his eye he quickly noticed another young Slytherin wizard at the long table.

At this moment, Pansy Parkinson was sitting elegantly.

She was chatting calmly with the little witches from the Snake Court next to her, but her eyes seemed to be fixed on Ryan at the other table without blinking.

Malfoy suddenly felt that she seemed a little different from before.

She seemed to have become...determined in some ways, and no longer confused.

And at this moment...

"Clang!"

Malfoy heard the sharp click of a spoon hitting a bowl.

He looked up and saw that Headmaster Albus Dumbledore had walked up to the podium in the center of the Great Hall.

"children."

The old wizard's eyes seemed a little moist.

"A lot has happened at the castle this school year. I mean—some unexpected, great things."

He said so.

“I’m glad to see you all here at the end of the semester. I think we’ve all gained a lot from this academic year.”

"Family, friendship, love, bonds... and unquenchable hope - children, cherish these gifts... they are priceless."

"And I would like to announce here that Mr. Ryan Elias will receive the Hogwarts Special Contribution Award—"

When he said this, the little wizards below cheered loudly.

"Oh, the fiery passion."

This interrupted Dumbledore's speech, forcing the old wizard to pause for a moment.

Then he continued.

"As you know, he bravely fought against the dark wizards and protected the safety of the castle and his classmates."

"As you know, he is the heir of Hufflepuff, and he found the lost treasure of the Great One."

"As you know, he performed the miracle of St. Mungo's and saved many poor wounded people."

“The college’s special contribution award will record all of this, and Ryan will also have a special qualification for this - he will receive this year’s college cup as an individual.”

At this point, the old wizard winked mischievously.

"Of course - the House Cup belongs to each house, so... for the next year, Mr. Elias is free to place it in the common room of any house."

"That's entirely up to him - I think this is a special award worthy of Hogwarts' most special student."

When he said this, Draco seemed to hear Ryan scolding him as "old thief", but his words were quickly drowned out by the surging figures of many young wizards.

Then, Draco suddenly had an idea.

For Ryan Elias, perhaps what was happening at this moment was more of a trouble than the calculations of the pure-blood families - the young wizards of all the academies would certainly want the academy cup to be stored in the lounge of their own academy.

And the next moment, Dumbledore snapped his fingers.

Then, delicious food and tableware appeared on four long tables.

Then Draco looked at the table blankly.

His figure was reflected in the dinner plate on the long table.

The eleven-year-old little wizard was obviously growing very fast.

So he found that he had completely changed compared to when he first entered school.

But the only thing that remains unchanged is that he is still alone.

Then, he suddenly felt a little bored.

Because he suddenly realized that his first year at Hogwarts...

"It's over!"

Watching the scenery pass by outside the train window, Ryan made his decision.

"Let me count the ways—delivering love letters to me, betraying my information, and that wisdom ball... I really should have fed you to the three-headed dog that night."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"Oh, I'm glad you see it the same way, Fred—I mean... maybe you'd like to get a closer look at the view from the window? My levitation charm has been improving lately."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

"You want George to go out with you? That's some real brotherly love."

"Woo woo woo!"*2

Looking at the twins who were tied up into a ball by the rope Ryan casually conjured up, twisting and wriggling on the ground, and Friday who was pointing and pointing at the twins with his claws outstretched, looking like a fox taking advantage of the tiger's power.

Qiu Zhang and Cedric, who were in the carriage, had smiles on their faces, while Ron, Harry and Hermione, who were watching the excitement outside the carriage, were also happy.

"Beat them, Ryan!"

Ron even started to make trouble at this moment.

"Hoo...Hoo...Ronnie, you're dead, dead!"

But at this moment, Fred, who had barely managed to spit the rope out of his mouth, shouted, "George and I made a lot of money this year and were planning to buy gifts for everyone in the family—guess who's going to miss the Charlie Cannons game?"

Ron's face flushed crimson—his lips moved as if he wanted to apologize, but in the end he didn't dare to speak!

"Ryan! It's our fault, but it's not entirely our responsibility—Lee Jordan was also involved, and so was Cedric... Don't be fooled by his appearance of being honest, he's actually the one who has the most ideas... Woo woo woo!"

George tried to shift the blame to someone else, but halfway through his words, Cedric, with a serious face, waved his wand and tied his mouth again.

"Ahem... Ryan, don't listen to their nonsense..."

Cedric, looking at Ryan with a doubtful expression, explained with a serious face, "You know me. I'm known for my loyalty... I mean, I'm also a victim of the wisdom ball and the love letter, right?"

"That seems to be the case."

Ryan thought about it and felt that it made sense.

"Woo woo woo!"*2

The two Mr. Weasleys' disgruntled hums were of course gracefully ignored.

Cedric began discussing his summer vacation plans with Ryan.

"I will still go to Mr. Ollivander's wand shop to help... Don't forget the meeting on August 8rd..."

Then, Hermione on the side also expressed her welcome to Ryan to come to her house to play with her.

"You like sweets very much... My father can check your teeth..."

Her words made Ryan very excited - who wouldn't want to be like Dumbledore and still have a set of teeth that can enjoy delicious desserts without restraint when he is over a hundred years old?

And in the midst of the pleasant conversation, the train stopped.

Ryan got off the train with his friends, and the familiar pungent smell of King's Cross station wafted into his nose.

But at this moment, Ryan saw two figures not far away.

One is Ms. Pera, who is wearing a red dress and has red hair.

Another one is the gentle and kind Dean Aisha.

They actually all came to the station in person.

When they saw Ryan getting off the train, they smiled and waved to him.

The light of the setting sun shines down, and the hustle and bustle of the station seems to become part of the sunshine.

Ryan saw that Ms. Pera was holding a small cake in her hand, and there seemed to be a greeting card on it.

There were many messages written crookedly on the greeting card.

then...

"..."

Ryan smiled, showing off his white teeth - which perfectly complemented the white cat beside him.

The next moment, he said goodbye to his friends.

"Happy summer vacation."

"I have to go home."

In his first year at Hogwarts, he gained hope, friendship and precious memories.

He is no longer the lonely and confused wanderer who just returned from a thousand years ago.

Because love has surrounded him.