An older brother who wouldn't passionately kiss his backside with a boot!

For a while afterward, Silan and Hermione worked together to brew Potions.

While 50 Potions was a considerable number, Silan used multiple cauldrons simultaneously, and with Hermione's help, they were made quite quickly.

It was Snape's occasional "care" that slowed down the progress.

Silan had no choice but to play a guerrilla game with Hermione, squeezing in potions Room of Requirement Potions.

They worked tirelessly until late October, finally completing all the potions and delivering them to Pippin's Potions. This batch of Potions would be personally delivered by Pippin to the Malfoy Manor for sale at the November Sale Event.

After delivering the Potions, Silan returned to the Room of Requirement and found Hermione in the Rest Room, flipping through a thick Potions textbook and occasionally taking notes.

During this time, Hermione had been helping Silan process Potions Ingredients. In their spare time, the two would discuss various Potions issues and both gained valuable insights.

Occasionally, when Snape felt like it, he would teach them both together, and he taught them quite a lot.

Hermione has also made rapid progress in Potions during this time, and is now summarizing her experiences by comparing them with the textbook.

Next to her was a "Harry-Ron Bicycle".

The two of them were discussing going to Hogsmeade, and the clanging sound was like two wheels turning.

"I'm afraid I can't go to Hogsmeade with you. My aunt and uncle didn't sign the Permission Form," Harry said dejectedly.

"Those two wretched Muggle!" Ron shouted angrily. "Next time I'm going to steal two of George and Fred's Dungbomb and throw them on those two Muggle's beds!"

"Forget it, Ron..."

"Oh, don't worry, they'll be fine as long as they throw the bed away," Ron kindly offered a solution.

Harry said helplessly, "I'm afraid George and Fred will kick your butt."

Upon hearing this, Ron immediately shifted his position, as if he could already feel his brothers giving his backside a passionate kiss with their boots.

That's certainly a fiery passion!

Hermione looked up from her Potions textbook and thought, "What about Professor McGonagall? Let's go and ask her; maybe she'll allow you to come with us to Hogsmeade."

"No, that won't work." Harry said, even more frustrated, "I've already spoken to Professor McGonagall."

"I explained to her that the Dursley were all Muggle and they wouldn't understand the forms issued by Hogwarts. But Professor McGonagall said the form clearly stated that it required the signature of a parent or guardian; that was the rule."

Harry slumped helplessly onto the sofa, like a deflated balloon.

"Professor McGonagall is too old-fashioned. It's just a signature, what's the big deal?" Ron said, defending Harry.

Harry stared blankly at the ceiling.

From the start of summer vacation, he had been looking forward to going to Hogsmeade, and for that he even put up with the Dursley and did things their way.

But in the end, it didn't succeed.

Hogsmeade is the only place in all of England without Muggle, Harry believes it must be full of magical things.

For example, the candy store Ron mentioned.

I heard they have Pepper Imps make your mouth smoke, Jelly Slugs that make you fly, chubby chocolate balls filled with strawberry jelly and cream, and even Sugar Quill.

Ron spoke of the candy with great enthusiasm, "You can suck on this candy in class, and people will think you're thinking about what to write next."

Harry looked forward to going with his friends, just as he looked forward to leaving the Dursley family for Hogwarts.

But looking at the empty Permission Form in his hand, Harry knew that all his hopes were about to be dashed.

Then I'll be left standing alone at the castle window, watching my friends leave Hogwarts in groups, laughing and chatting, going off to play happily. Even Filch's cat will laugh at me.

"But what else can I do?" Harry stared at the ceiling, sighing inwardly. "Professor McGonagall won't allow me to go without signing..."

Seeing Harry's dejected look, Ron wanted to say something to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say, and he was so anxious that he scratched his head.

Seeing Silan push the door open and come in, Ron jumped up as if he had grasped a lifeline.

Marvelous!

Finally, a brother who won't force a kiss on his own butt with his boots has arrived!

"Why don't we ask Silan?" Ron shook Harry's shoulders excitedly, making his head sway from side to side.

Harry's eyes lit up. "Yeah, Silan definitely has a way!"

"Help me, Silan!" Harry jumped up from the sofa, and Ron moved aside to make room for him.

Seeing Harry pull Silan onto the sofa, Hermione, who was about to get up, reluctantly sat back down.

Damn it, they beat me to it!

Harry explained the situation and pleaded hopefully, "Is there any way, Silan?"

Silan for a moment.

Telling Harry directly about the secret passage behind the One-Eyed Witch Statue would also solve the problem, but this sneaky approach is never sustainable.

Furthermore, professors will also be present in Hogsmeade, and it would be quite awkward if we bumped into them.

It would be better to send the Permission Form directly to Sirius, have him sign it, and then give it to Sirius. Dumbledore could then inform Professor McGonagall Dumbledore Harry's Permission Form has been signed by his guardian, thus solving the problem once and for all.

Seeing Harry's expectant look, Silan said, "That's easy. Give me the Permission Form, and I can go to Hogsmeade at the end of October."

"Really?" Harry handed the Permission Form to Silan without saying a word.

Ron was also very happy about this.

George and Fred should really learn from Silan how to be a good older brother!

Silan carefully put away the Permission Form, turned to Ron, and suddenly asked, "How's Scabbers doing lately?"

Peter is an important prop; we can't afford to make any mistakes.

"Scabbers' been doing alright lately, but it's been hiding in its cage and refusing to come out. Luckily, Hermione's cat can't catch it." Ron was still a little worried when he thought of Scabbers.

"His name is Crookshanks," Hermione reminded her.

Ron pursed his lips and muttered to himself, "Damn Crookshanks, there are so many rats outside, why is he always chasing after Scabbers?"

Silan thought, "Peter's probably been letting his guard down for a while now, because he hasn't heard from Sirius lately. That's fine, let him enjoy his cage life a few more days."

"Remember to buy him some Rat Strengthening Potion," Silan instructed, giving Ron a few Silver Sickle in return.

Although Ron didn't accept it, he was deeply moved.

This is my real brother!

If it were George and Fred, I'd probably be getting a beating right now!

Silan took Harry's Permission Form to the side to write a letter, intending to have Melba send it to Sirius.

Although Sirius was on the run, he maintained regular contact with Silan, which is why Melba was able to find him.

After finishing the letter, Silan took Melba out of the Suitcase.

After Melba came out, it flapped its wings haphazardly and flew around the room in a chaotic manner before finally collapsing onto the table, looking utterly exhausted.

"Stand still, stop pretending." Silan watched his earnest performance quietly, then said helplessly, "When you get back, I'll give you a few more bottles of Owl Supplement."

Melba remained unmoved, listless and dejected.

"I'll take you back to the Owlery," Silan said speechlessly.

Melba was in high spirits and full of heroic spirit.

"Rest assured, my noble and great master!"

"Your loyal Messenger, Melba, will surely convey your voice, proclaim your will, and bring back the news you care about most!"

Melba stood tall and proud, like a hero about to embark on a great mission.

Silan shoved the letter into his hand, telling him to get lost.

"Yes, Master!" Melba smiled obsequiously and flew away, wagging his tail.

After he returned from delivering a letter to Pippin's Potions, he insisted that he had suffered a work injury, so Silan had no choice but to put him in the Suitcase to recuperate.

Having been away from his many old flames for so long, Melba must be feeling really stifled.

After receiving the goods from Silan, Pippin inspected them one by one and personally delivered them to the Malfoy Manor.

"Lucius is such a fussy jerk," Pippin muttered irritably as he drove.

He originally intended to use Floo Powder to deliver the Potions directly from the shop to the Malfoy Manor.

Lucius then said that "on the first visit, one must enter through the main entrance," which caused Pippin some trouble.

"That Lucius is such a troublemaker!"