Going Home!

"Goodbye~"

Most parents were at the platform to pick up their children. After saying goodbye to his friends, Adam found his grandparents on the platform.

"Oh, darling, did you have a good time at Hogwarts?"

After hugging both of the elderly people, Adam revealed a happy smile:

"It was great, I made some really good friends!"

"That's good~"

Emma ruffled his hair:

"Let's go, your mom and dad are waiting for you at King's Cross Station."

"They came too?"

Adam was taken aback, and rushed out of Platform Nine and Three-Quarters first, and sure enough, he saw Mr. Reed and Madam Li staring in that direction.

"Oh, darling~"

Madam Li rarely showed such a sentimental side, but this time she quickly walked up and hugged Adam tightly, pressing his head against her shoulder:

"You've grown taller!"

"Of course, Mom, it's been a year."

Releasing Madam Li, Adam looked at Mr. Reed.

Mr. Reed didn't make such a big move, and nodded reservedly at Adam.

Adam wasn't surprised. Over the years, his father's style had changed frequently, with a lot of drama, and he would return to his original self in less than three days. He just didn't know which employee he had heard the parenting experience from this time, and what script he was following.

"Did you encounter any danger at school?"

"It seems some dangerous things did happen at school, but it had nothing to do with me."

"That's good."

Mr. Reed nodded, and took out a glass bottle of Coke from his pocket:

"Welcome home."

Oh ho~ This time it's the cold outside, warm inside father?

Because British dentists' fees are practically daylight robbery, Mr. Reed and Madam Li were quite concerned about Adam's dental health, and rarely allowed Adam to drink this kind of sweet fizzy drink. Being able to drink the happy water used to make Adam happy.

Even though he now had happy water freedom, Adam still reached out to take the Coke.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Reed first dodged Adam's hand, and then, under Adam's puzzled gaze, used his thumb to try and pry off the Coke bottle cap...

About ten seconds later, Mr. Reed, his face flushed red, silently took out a bottle opener from his other pocket.

Pop!

"...Thanks, Dad."

Adam held back a laugh, took the Coke and took a sip.

"Cough cough!"

Under the smiling gazes of his wife and parents, Mr. Reed coughed awkwardly twice:

"We should go home, you probably didn't eat anything good on the way, right? A lavish welcome dinner has been prepared at home~"

Precisely because he had guessed this, Adam hadn't touched the food while watching his friends in the carriage gobbling up delicacies before parting, and had deliberately starved himself.

"Okay~"

"Go to Egypt?"

At dinner, Adam brought up the idea of going to Egypt for team building with his classmates, and as expected, the four parents couldn't help but hesitate when they first heard it.

"That classmate you mentioned is…?"

"His name is Uther Ramses."

This surname unexpectedly attracted the attention of his parents, but his grandparents didn't seem to react much to it.

"His father is the Minister of the Ministry of Magic in Egypt."

This time, the grandparents had the big reaction.

"Ramses?" x2

"Minister of the Ministry of Magic?" x2

The two couples exchanged glances, followed by a burst of information exchange, with Adam occasionally correcting their cognitive errors.

"A descendant of the Pharaoh… no wonder he's the Prime Minister of Egyptian Wizards."

Mr. Reed nodded, then looked at Adam:

"Since that's the case, then we shouldn't have to worry too much about safety issues, and your mother and I can also take the time, but the problem is that we're both Squibs…"

Obviously, Mr. Reed had learned some knowledge of the wizarding world from his parents during this period.

Adam hesitated. It did seem like a problem. Even if Uther and the others didn't discriminate against Squibs, Adam couldn't guarantee that all the other wizards they encountered along the way wouldn't.

Although the Trace wasn't a concern where wizards gathered, if something like that happened, he couldn't exactly pull out the Wand of Darkness and the Clow Cards in front of his parents and give them a demonstration of "ten years of tree growth in ten seconds," could he?

Besides, even if he killed the other person, he couldn't erase the emotional damage his parents would suffer... Wait, couldn't the Erase card erase memories?

No, no, no!

Had he been spending too much time with that Bernard, who deserved to be locked up? How else could his thoughts have become so dangerous?

Yes, he was such a pure-hearted person. There was no way he would come up with such an idea on his own. It must be Bernard's influence!

"Then should we take Adam?"

Old Reed looked eager.

"I've never been to Egypt before!"

"I have no objections, but does Adam still remember..."

Emma looked at Adam.

"Of course, Grandma."

Adam winked at Emma to reassure her that he hadn't forgotten.

"What are you talking about?"

Mr. Reed's suspicious gaze shifted between his son and his mother.

According to what the employees said, it seemed that grandparents and grandchildren tended to become particularly close... From Mr. Reed's current experience, this was an accurate conclusion.

"It's nothing, Dad. It's a secret between Grandma and me."

Mr. Reed gave them a resentful look and reluctantly took a bite of his food.

That night, Adam, back in his room, released Kero, Suppi, and Ares—the owl Adam had bought with his grandparents when they went to Diagon Alley before school started.

Ares was a male snowy owl. Adam had named him Ares with high expectations, and the little guy hadn't disappointed him. He had a great personality, was fierce when hunting, and was quick to deliver letters.

Opening the cage, Adam found Ares looking listless.

"What happened? Hmm? Are you hungry?"

Adam checked. The food in the cage was still there, even more than he expected.

"Lost your appetite? Was the ride on the Express too bumpy? Doesn't seem like it... Could you be sick?"

Ares showed no signs of improvement after coming out of the cage. Just as Adam was at a loss, wondering whether to send Ares to St. Mungo's or Eeylops Owl Emporium in Diagon Alley, Suppi spoke up:

"I think he seems a little depressed..."

"Depressed?"

Adam was shocked.

"What could an owl possibly be worried about? Have I not let him deliver letters recently? Ares is so passionate about his work... Wait, Suppi, you can even tell if an owl is depressed?!"

"You just have to feel it with your heart!"

"With... with your heart?"

Seeing Suppi speak with such conviction, Adam believed him.

Suppi was the guardian beast of the Dark Cards, and many of the Clow Cards under his command were indeed inclined towards yin, spirituality, and other aspects.

"So, what should I do? Let Ares help deliver letters?"

"He doesn't seem to be depressed because he hasn't been delivering letters."

Suppi continued to stare at Ares for a while, then tilted his head uncertainly.

"He seems to be... um... is... lovesick?"