Is Today's Review Taking a Bit Too Long?

The holiday began just like that. The report cards were sent home in the second week after the exams, and Hermione lived up to expectations once again, taking first place in her year.

Malfoy ranked third, just one grade behind Hermione in Transfiguration. A Ravenclaw student came second.

With the fans' help, Ron's grades had improved considerably. Molly was overjoyed when she saw his report card and no longer confiscated his phone. For the first time, Ron experienced Hermione's happiness (Hermione: ?).

Hermione and Harry both sent their congratulations. Harry also complained to his fans on his phone that, because of Dudley, he now had to go on a diet with the whole family.

The group members sighed and said that if they knew how to send things over, they would have mailed him some local specialties.

West Lake's Beautiful Scenery: Aah, damn it, if I could send things over, I'd send Harry some Lao Gan Ma first.

I'm Air: ? Wait, why condiments?

Ron's Chicken Leg: Then I'll send some dried chilies. He can mix them with chicken legs!

GGAD Never Ends: Mix them with chicken legs? Then I'll send some firewood so he can light a fire to keep warm when it's cold.

Magpie: Then I'll send some homework over. If he doesn't want to do it, he can throw it in the fire.

[Admin] !: Wait, didn't something strange just get mixed in there?

Magpie: No? What's wrong with a senior who's finally finished the college entrance exam burning some homework?

Magpie: Hahahaha, I'm going to play like crazy this holiday!

Although the netizens couldn't send anything over, Hermione and Ron could. Besides, report cards weren't the only things sent out that summer. There were also permission slips for guardians to sign, allowing students to visit Hogsmeade on weekends. Ron and Hermione had nothing to worry about; they only had to get their parents to sign. Ron's grades had improved so much that Molly signed without hesitation.

But things were obviously much harder for Harry.

Wants to Make Friends: How can I get Uncle Vernon to agree to sign for me...

Moran: I'm speechless, Harry. With the way the Dursleys are, it's not very likely...

Has Sirius Been Released from Prison?: Waaa-when will your godfather get out... Then you could just ask him to sign it.

Gentle Lily Lily: Your godfather will definitely be out soon!!

Chicken Drumstick Hero: @What's Wrong with Eating More? Ron, when is your family going to Egypt? Waaa...

Proprietress Number Two: Once Uncle Arthur wins five hundred Galleons!

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Wait, what? Five hundred Galleons?

What's Wrong with Eating More?: Bloody hell!

Fred was a little dazed. He looked at Arthur, who was passing by on his way to finish up the last of his work, and said, "Hey, Dad, have you ever thought about buying a wizard lottery ticket?"

Arthur looked puzzled. "Probably not at the moment, my boy, but if I had the chance, I'd much rather have a Muggle lottery ticket." Arthur smiled and walked away. Fred stood there, lost in thought.

Five hundred Galleons, and they spent it all on a trip?

Still, that seemed pretty normal, very much in keeping with the Weasley family's way of enjoying life while they could.

And they were going to Egypt. That sounded great too!

But when would they win? He was curious.

In Harry's fan group.

Harry Is Mine: Don't panic, Harry! Even if he won't sign it for you.

Harry Is Mine: We can secretly sign it ourselves!

Wants to Make Friends: ? What, sign it myself? Can I do that? Professor McGonagall would see through it, wouldn't she...

Mrs. Potter: How do you know it won't work if you don't try?

A Golden Snitch: Don't worry, Professor McGonagall isn't in this group!

[Group owner] Red-Lipped, White-Toothed The Chosen One: Good grief, don't lead Harry astray!

[Group owner] Red-Lipped, White-Toothed The Chosen One: But Harry, you really could give it a try~

Lightless Ming: Hahahaha, it's all experience from our school days.

Harry Is Mine: I'm dying. Back then I didn't dare ask my parents to sign, so I practiced their handwriting hard and signed it myself, hahahaha.

A Golden Snitch: Same here. My mom found every single one later, hahahaha!

Wants to Make Friends: I probably won't get caught?

Harry felt a little uneasy. Deception was hard enough in itself, and this was Professor McGonagall, which made him want his godfather to get out even sooner. Come to think of it, why couldn't he just hand Scabbers over to Dumbledore? Oh, Hermione seemed to have said that would somehow alert Peter Pettigrew and let him escape early...

Ron had it pretty rough too...

As Harry thought this, his phone suddenly began vibrating frantically. It was a message from Ron.

What's Wrong with Eating More?: Harry!!!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: My dad really did win a five-hundred-Galleon prize!!!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: We're really going to Egypt now!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: Bloody hell!! Even though I really want to find an excuse to leave Peter Pettigrew behind, don't worry, Harry!

What's Wrong with Eating More?: Hope everything's all right with you!

Harry read the messages one by one and felt touched. Ron really did see him as a brother.

Harry happily sent a message back.

Wants to Make Friends: Thank you, Ron! Hope you all have fun.

This should give his godfather the motivation to get out too. Harry was really looking forward to meeting Sirius now.

Meanwhile, the Weasley household was bustling with excitement. Arthur hadn't expected to win, let alone win the grand prize of five hundred Galleons. But why did the children look as if they'd known all along?

Why had Ginny even packed her luggage already?

Arthur didn't quite understand, but everyone was happy, and that was wonderful.

Fred and George were delighted. They even thoughtfully said to Ron:

"Don't worry, Ron. Even if you forget, we won't forget to bring Scabbers!"

Ron was struck speechless. "Then why don't you two just carry Scabbers for me too..."

"We can't do that. We have to respect history."

6

In the group.

Oh My Mother: Waaa, I'm finally home! One more year and I can graduate and return to China qwq

Bug Ming: Congratulations, Teacher Di!!

James-Brand Shampoo: Speaking of which, what kind of work are you planning to do after graduation, Teacher Di?

Voldemort's Hair: Yeah, I'm curious.

Oh My Mother: Hmm... I'll probably apply for a job at a state-owned enterprise! But I'll have to wait until I get back to China to decide.

Oh My Mother: Anyway, let me show everyone some drawings I made on my way home just now~

Oh My Mother: (Ron attending an online class.jpg)

My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Hahahahahaha! That's so accurate!

[Admin] Yan: Waaa, Teacher Di's art is god-tier as always...

What's Wrong with Eating More?: ???

Chicken Drumstick Hero: Hahahaha, little Ron is confused.

I Lure Ron Away with a Chicken Leg: Hahahaha, it's so cute!

Determined to Pull Off Ced's Underpants: Teacher Di, do you have any Ced fan content for us!!

Riddle's Little Darling Wife: ? You Ced fans get to talk to Ced every day and you're still begging for content???

I! Tom! Simp!: Damn it, I'm officially jealous.

Ced Is Mine: Ah, it feels amazing. Gotta go, Ced's about to livestream for us, hiahiahia!

Bug Ming: ? He's on holiday, what the hell are you watching a livestream for!

Magpie: Damn it. Throw the Ced fans out!

[Admin] Holy Crap: Throw them out! GGAD fans can't stand seeing this!

Knowledge Is Power: ?

Every time Hermione came online, she had a little trouble understanding what the fans were talking about. Come to think of it, did Cedric really livestream for them that often?

Wouldn't that easily interfere with his studies?

Hermione frowned as she thought about it.

Cedric, who had been mentioned for no apparent reason, shivered and wondered, It's only summer, isn't it? Is it a little cold in here? Putting it aside, Cedric turned his attention back to the book in front of him. As for livestreaming?

Cedric himself hadn't known he livestreamed so often.

In the twins' group, the fans were all wailing for Fred and George to livestream their trip to Egypt!

Proprietress Number Two: Livestream it!!!! (tugs on the twins' trouser legs and clings to their thighs, sobbing)

Proprietress Number Two: Fred! Fred, what am I going to do without you! (writhes and sobs) (writhes into a backbend)

[Admin] Cold Candy: Waaa... I'm not as uninhibited as Teacher Two, but please, take us along with you!!

Proprietress Number Two: George, aaah! Fred!! Don't leave me behind!!! Take me with you, twins!

The Twins' Handsomeness Hits Me in the Face: Can you live with yourselves if you don't livestream your trip? Can you!!? (heartbroken.jpg)

[Group owner] Bug Ming: @My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me @My Older Brother Is Farting

[Group owner] Bug Ming: You two had better livestream the whole thing for us. Don't make me get on my knees and beg!! (sobbing.jpg)

[Admin] Cold Candy: Cedric livestreams magic and his studies for his fans every day, and he interacts with them too!! What about you two!!!

The Twins' Underpants: Please give your fans a little something!

Proprietress Number Two: Or I'll throw twincest right in your faces, waaa...

[Group owner] Bug Ming: No need to go that far, Teacher Two. They're only fourteen or fifteen!

[Admin] My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: ? Merlin, how are you even crazier than Lockhart's female fans?

[Group owner] Bug Ming: I even made you admins!

[Admin] My Older Brother Is Farting: Ha, we earned that through our own abilities.

Sandwich Biscuit: ?

The Woman the Twins Can't Get: Good grief, Teacher B, take away their admin privileges!

[Admin] My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: You're not playing fair!

Proprietress Number Two: Waaa, so livestream it! I want to see Fred!!! I want to see the long-haired twins!!! (sobbing while underpants fly.jpg)

I'm the Twins' Dog!: I want to see them too, waaah!

In front of the screen, the twins, who had already packed their luggage, exchanged a glance and rolled their eyes in matching expressions of helplessness.

"Since they're begging us so much?"

"Shall we show them, then?"

[Admin] My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Can't be helped.

[Admin] My Older Brother Is Farting: When did we ever say we wouldn't show you?

Proprietress Number Two: ? Yay!!! Come here, twins, let me fuck you (horny.jpg)!

Twins, My Gods: Yay-wait, Teacher Two, you?

[Admin] Cold Candy: ...

[Group owner] Bug Ming: Here we go, the regular program.

[Proprietress Number Two has been muted for one hour by admin My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me]

[Admin] My Younger Brother Isn't as Handsome as Me: Haha!

George's Mirror of Erised: Good grief.

[Admin] Cold Candy: ?

[Group owner] Bug Ming: That really is the sort of thing those two would do...

Muting a fan themselves really was the sort of thing the twins would do.

A little bonus-

Snape, full of anticipation for this year's Defence Against Dark Magic position: the corners of his mouth rose three pixels.

Snape after seeing Lupin: his face fell.

Lupin: Hmm? You might not believe me, but Dumbledore invited me.

Grindelwald, far away in Nurmengard: suddenly felt a tiny bit displeased.

The students who saw Lupin after school started: Yay-!