Chapter 67: Chapter 67, the End and the Beginning

On the morning of the last day of the semester, the whole school was noisily preparing their luggage.

In Ravenclaw's dormitory, several of Hoffa's roommates almost turned the dormitory upside down. They lost everything and confused each other's socks and underwear with their friends. Large boxes were piled high in the room.

Hoffa didn't have so much luggage. He was the same as when he came here, with only a black canvas bag on his back, and he was ready to set off lightly.

But when he walked out of the common room, Hoffa realized that it was not easy for him to leave the school easily.

In the common room of Aglaia, he looked sadly at the box in front of him that was taller than himself. Miranda was also lugging two large suitcases.

Hoffa sensed something was wrong as soon as he showed his head, and he wanted to sneak away from the common room with the Disillusionment Charm.

But Miranda caught him out of the corner of the eye, and she flicked her wand lazily.

Hoffa was pushed in front of the two by an inexplicable force.

"Hey, Hoffa, you're just in time," Aglea said. "Here's a job for you."

"I refuse." Hoffa didn't even think about it.

"Refusal is useless," Aglea said. "The first thing a European boy has to learn is to carry a bag for a girl."

Hoffa: "I'm not European, and what you said is a black slave, thank you."

Miranda said, "Hoffa, you might be alone for the rest of your life."

Hoffa

In the end, Hoffa mixed in the crowd, walked out of the school with a dozen bags floating beside him, and walked all the way from the school to the station in front of the Black Lake. He cast a floating spell on each bag.

He squeezed into the crowd and got into the car with difficulty under the impact of the bag. After entering the car, before he could sit still, two friends pushed him out of the car again.

They need to change clothes.

Hoffa leaned against the door, rolling his eyes and crossing his arms.

Really, if you want to change it, you don't know how to change it at school, but you have to change it on the train, it's really annoying.

Hoffa, who was wearing a white T-shirt and black overalls, was a little dissatisfied. He changed out of Hogwarts school robes early.

After a while, the carriage was pulled open.

The girls took off their stuffy black school robes and put on cool summer attires.

Hoffa suddenly felt that they were quite cute, and he had to say that European girls in this era were already more modern. Although there are not as many tricks as the later generations, but the truth is more important, and it is full of vitality.

Aglaia put on a long bohemian dress, revealing her collarbone and calves.

Miranda, on the other hand, looked even hotter in a simple red plaid shirt and blue denim shorts.

After feasting his eyes, Hoffa felt that it was worthwhile to help them move things.

If you look at the aesthetics of Lolicon, these two friends of mine can be regarded as the best in their respective fields, one is proud and beautiful, the other is exquisite and cute.

Of course, if you want to watch it, you have to watch it now. After next year, they will be 13 years old, and they will not be considered legal loli in certain timelines...

Sensing Hoffa's gentlemanly gaze, Miranda shrank her thighs slightly and pulled down the plaid shirt, while Aglaia gave him a hard look.

Hoffa turned his head with slightly warm cheeks, looked at the purple heather all over the mountains and plains in the Scottish wilderness, and thought to himself that he had really had a very interesting year.

With a high whistle, under the bright sun.

The train drove them south. Along the way, the two lolis were talking and laughing, while Hoffa was watching the scenery outside the window, chatting with each other.

Compared with when they came to school, the two friends looked much more normal, and now they looked like what a girl of this age should look like.

As the train rattled past an old stone drain, Aglaia asked, "Hoffa, what do you think about your summer vacation?"

"I figured it out, what's the matter?" Hoffa asked.

In fact, the purpose of his summer vacation is very simple - to earn Galleons for buying books for school next year. (Hoffa doesn't want to use second-hand goods.) Although he doesn't have any specific plans for this arrangement, if he wants to make money, he will definitely not be free.

Aglaia: "Tch, I was thinking, if you are too poor and have no place to go, you can come to our house. I can help you..."

"Don't worry about it, miss." Hoffa lazily interrupted Aglaia.

"Even if I, Hoffa, starved to death and jumped off the train, I wouldn't go to you for a meal."

Aglaia muttered something unhappily, kindly pretending to be a donkey's liver and lungs, people like you actually have friends outside of school.

Hoffa knew that Aglaia had good intentions, but her bad mouth always showed off her good intentions, making people subconsciously want to refuse.

Miranda propped her cheeks and asked, "Is Hoffa planning to go find the goblins? I heard goblins are very rich."

Hoffa shook his head like a rattle: "Goblin? No, no, no, I won't go to goblins if I'm killed."

"Why?" the two friends asked in unison.

For the rest of the train, Hoffa told them the story of the gambling leprechaun, as well as the sad history of being tricked.

After the vehicle arrived at the station, the bustling crowd outside passed by the three of them. There were many adult wizards waiting here.

Walking near the exit, Miranda said to the two of them, "I live in Devonshire, so I won't take exit 9 and three quarters, so I will bid farewell here."

Hoffa suddenly thought of something, stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Miranda, will you come to school next year? I heard your grandfather say that he will take you out of school."

Miranda sighed slightly.

"Actually, Adbe Gorshack has resigned."

Hoffa took a breath: "Why?"

Miranda smiled: "It may be that he feels that he can no longer maintain justice in this position, or it may be that the situation in Europe is tight. As the vice principal, he has more important things to do."

"What about you?" Hoffa asked quickly.

"What do you want? To come or not to come?" Miranda asked back.

"I"

Before Hoffa finished speaking, Miranda smiled. She took off her glasses and whispered in her ear on tiptoe, "Goodbye, Hoffa Bach."

After she finished speaking, she blinked, dragged the box and disappeared to the other side of the station.

Hoffa's eyes widened in place, little girl. Halfway through the conversation. But seeing that she left without giving any contact information, I think she should, maybe, come over next year

After all, the mood has stabilized a lot, isn't it.

After Miranda left, Hoffa turned to Aglaia. Now it's just the two of them.

Aglaia shrugged as she watched the direction in which Miranda disappeared, and the two turned and walked towards the exit together.

"What about you, how do you plan to spend your summer vacation?" Hoffa asked while pulling her big suitcase.

Aglea folded her arms and gave him a blank look.

"Go on vacation, read books, and learn more about transfiguration. Then the second grade beats you, it's that simple."

"Heh, still not giving up?"

"Let me give up? It's fine if you die."

While talking, the two came to the exit position. Hoffa handed the box to Aglaia and was about to say goodbye.

Suddenly, Aglaia stared and his expression changed: "Hey! Principal Armando?"

Hoffa quickly turned his head away, seeing nothing but the crowd.

He immediately knew what was going on.

Sure enough, when he turned around again.

There was nothing in front of him, and Aglaia was nowhere to be seen.

The young little wizards and their parents bustling around passed by.

Hoffa couldn't help grinning on the stone-brick road illuminated by the sun. He shook his head helplessly and showed a faint smile.

"What a vengeful little girl."

He pulled out his wand and tossed it slightly. When the wand fell, it turned into a black sunglasses.

He put sunglasses on his eyes.

Carrying the bag on his back, he turned and walked towards the sunny exit.

Get ready for a whole new adventure.

(to be continued.)