"Godfather!"
After getting off the Hogwarts Express, Hermione spotted Karn in the crowd at first glance and ran over in delight.
"Hermione, long time no see. It looks like you've been doing well at Hogwarts. At least you've grown a little taller." Karn smiled and stroked Hermione's bushy hair, then took her luggage trolley from her. "I've already spoken to your parents and booked a restaurant. You can tell us all about the interesting things at Hogwarts over dinner."
That was right up Hermione's alley. What she liked most was having someone listen attentively to her stories. After hearing Karn's arrangements, she could hardly wait to sit down at the dinner table.
"Godfather, what were you doing before?"
"I went to find someone to research the Squib problem. So far, it's been very successful. I've also hired a very capable wizard. You can come to Diagon Alley to ask him questions about spells."
"Really? That's wonderful news. I was still wondering what to do over the summer. Wait, Godfather, did you just say you'd solved the Squib problem?"
Karn had booked a restaurant across the River Thames. The nighttime view was lovely, and the dishes were exquisite. After tasting the food, he even wanted to send Phil and Isaac here to improve their cooking.
House-elves' cooking skills seemed to be passed down through their families. They made plenty of food each time, but few dishes were particularly delicious. Nearly everything was traditional British food.
Once Hermione sat down at the table, she began recounting her experiences at school.
Karn knew something about the wizarding world, so he was not surprised by what he heard. Mr. and Mrs. Granger, however, found it all quite novel. They could not imagine what it would look like to have hundreds of young witches and