"Waaah!"
The Hogwarts Express slowly pulled into the station.
As the white steam dissipated, the young wizards disembarked from the train and ran towards their parents.
"Silan, my dear child, we're here!"
Molly, who had been waiting at the station, craned her neck to search for her children in the crowd. As soon as she saw Silan, she waved and greeted her.
"You've finally arrived! If you hadn't, your mother would have been eager to ride her Broomstick to Hogwarts to pick you up," Arthur Weasley said with a chuckle.
"Silan, you seem to have grown taller. Let your aunt take a look."
Molly turned around and looked at Silan.
"Mom," George and Fred said, "Do you see if we've changed at all?"
"Nothing has changed."
Fred had grown a centimeter taller, pouted. "George, I'm starting to wonder if we're the kids next door."
"Don't think like that. What does that Ron?"
Molly rolled her eyes at the two brothers who were telling jokes, "You guys didn't forget Ron at school this time, did you?"
"I'm here, Mom."
Ron, standing next to Harry, waved to his mother and then said to Harry, "You must come to our house this summer vacation. I'll send an owl to invite you."
Oh, and don't forget to reply to me.
"Goodbye, Harry." Ron shook hands with Harry again and again. "Goodbye, my friend."
The little wizards on the platform all wore happy smiles, and the steam drifting down from the train seemed to be infected by their joy, becoming heavy and falling to the ground.
Amidst this jubilant atmosphere, Miss Granger was somewhat unhappy.
Hermione started to feel a little down when she learned on the bus that Silan was going to the Burrow for the summer.
At Platform Nine and Three-Quarters, a gaunt old guard stood by the wall.
To avoid attracting the attention of Muggle by having a group of people emerge from the sturdy wall at the same time, he only allowed two or three people to pass through at a time.
Hermione and Silan huddled close together with the flow of people.
Unlike the anxious young wizards who wanted to get out as quickly as possible, Hermione just wanted the crowd to slow down, to let her make the most of this last bit of time and spend a little longer with Silan.
But they eventually left the station.
Hermione was still somewhat reluctant to part with Silan.
The Mr. and Mrs. Granger could only stand by the car, looking at their little daughter with a mixture of amusement and helplessness.
"Don't worry, Hermione, I'll be back in a few days. I'll write to you before then."
After some persuasion from Silan, Hermione finally got back into the car, but still rolled down the window and looked at Silan.
After saying goodbye to the Mr. and Mrs. Granger, Silan walked towards the Weasley family.
As they passed the platform, Silan noticed a fat man with a face that was flushed red and purple, glaring angrily at Harry.
Behind him stood a tall, thin middle-aged woman and a chubby boy.
"This must be the Dursley," Silan thought.
"Hurry up, kid! Grab your junk, we can't afford to waste a whole day. If you keep dawdling like this, we're going to miss Dudley Dursley's favorite TV show." Vernon Dursley's beard twitched, and his words came out like a string of bubbles blown out by a fathead fish.
Harry carried his luggage into the trunk, and Silan went over to lend a hand.
"Thank you, Silan," Harry said, glancing at Silan with a hint of envy, and then whispered quickly, "Honestly, Silan, I really envy you having such a wonderful aunt."
As he said this, Harry glanced at Molly, then cautiously looked at Aunt Petunia, who was wiping Dudley Dursley's face, and shook his head repeatedly.
Vernon, swaying his round body, squeezed into Harry's view and said somewhat irritably, "I think you two have finished talking."
"Goodbye, Harry." Silan shook his hand, her lips moving slightly as she spoke. "They don't know you're not allowed to use magic at home."
"If they go too far with you, you might as well scare them a little."
Finally, Silan gave him a faint smile, patted him on the shoulder, and turned to leave.
Harry understood what he meant and smiled.
This made Vernon a little uneasy. "What's that rascal thinking...?"
"Let's go, Uncle Vernon."
Seeing the meaningful smile on Harry's face, Vernon felt his heart skip a beat. Petunia Dursley and Dudley Dursley behind him also looked at Harry with expressions of panic and unease.
This made them afraid to say anything more, and they quietly got into the car.
Harry enjoyed a period of unusual quiet.
"Beep beep!"
Arthur Weasley parked his modified classic car on the side of the road and honked the horn twice at Silan and the others.
"Get in the car, children."
This time, Percy Weasley and Ron were also there, making it even more crowded than last time, but the car still didn't feel cramped.
Once back at their the Burrow, everyone relaxed, and the fatigue from the long journey lessened considerably.
After they rested for a while, Molly called them to the living room and began to ask about their exam results.
Arthur Weasley shrugged at them, somewhat helplessly.
"I've tried to persuade your mother, but she needs to see your exam results to feel at ease."
Percy Weasley was a model student at Hogwarts; although he was a bit career-obsessed, his academic performance was consistently good.
He confidently pulled out his report card.
The vast majority of the above are "O".
"Good job, Percy Weasley, you did very well." Molly nodded with satisfaction. "Looks like you'll be able to find a good job like your two brothers."
"Don't blame me for bringing this up right when you're on holiday; I'm genuinely worried about your livelihoods."
After looking at Percy Weasley's report card, Molly then looked at George and Fred.
"Alright, it's your turn."
Although these two often get into trouble, their academic performance has always been acceptable, so Molly's inquiries were just routine.
George and Fred pushed Ron in front of them, one on each side.
"Why don't you ask Ron first, Mom?"
Molly looked at Ron.
Ron confidently pulled out his report card.
"Hmm? Surprisingly, it's pretty good." Molly laughed happily. "I thought you'd fail."
"I'm not stupid," Ron muttered.
Molly handed the report card back to Ron, then turned to look at George and Fred.
But before Molly could speak, the two of them pushed Silan out again.
"I bet you're curious about Silan's grades, Mom."
This statement attracted everyone's attention.
Arthur Weasley and Percy Weasley also looked at Silan with great interest.
"Then show me your report card." Molly treated everyone equally on this matter concerning their future livelihood, and she was quite serious even when facing Silan.