HP Dual Masters and I had a blast in Hogwarts.

Chapter 179 Another holiday

After spending some time cuddling with Severus, the two straightened their clothes and walked out of the empty classroom one after the other.

When I walked into the Slytherin common room, I was surprised to see Draco sitting there.

"Draco?" I found Draco sitting there, staring blankly at the bonfire.

"Oh, Ayers, you're back. Did the Godfather need something from you?" Draco was snapped out of his reverie when I called him; he had been lost in thought.

"Well, Professor Snape has something to do this holiday, so I'll probably have to spend it somewhere else." I idly tossed some firewood into the fire.

"Is that so? Would you like to come over to my house?" Draco said, lying down on the sofa and extending an invitation to me.

"I can think about that. I need to see if I have any plans." Although I don't have any plans right now, I want to stay home and relax for a while.

“Okay, you can write to me if you’re planning to come over,” Draco said, his eyes crinkling with a smile.

"I'm going back to pack my things." Seeing that Draco wasn't planning to go back to rest, I decided not to stay with him any longer and went back to pack my things.

"Ayers, can you stay with me for a while?" Draco felt a little down tonight for some reason. He wouldn't be able to play Quidditch anymore next year, and this semester was over just like that.

"Is something bothering you?" I sat down next to Draco and stroked his platinum blonde hair gently.

"I'll be a little sad to miss out on Quidditch next semester," Draco remarked wistfully.

"Mr. Lucius Malfoy is also thinking about your safety; your physical safety is the top priority." Actually, I feel that Draco doesn't have Harry's talent, and I don't think he's really suited for Quidditch.

"Yeah, I know, it's okay. If I can't play Quidditch, I can develop my skills in Potions." Draco seems to have matured a bit and has started to think about his family.

"Actually, if you really, really like it, I can discuss it with Mr. Lucius Malfoy." It all depends on Draco's choice. If he insists on playing Quidditch, I will definitely support him.

"No need to trouble Dad like that. I know I can't stick with Quidditch. It's already great that I have a semester to play around with it." Draco was relieved. He would focus on his studies and take over the family business.

"It's good that you've come to your senses." This is Draco's own choice, and I respect it.

"Let's go, Ayers, let's go back and pack our things, we'll go home tomorrow." After quietly staying with Draco for a while, he suggested going back to the dorm to pack.

"Okay." I was only sitting here to keep Draco company. Since he suggested going back, we stood up and headed towards the dormitory.

The next day, the young wizards from each house pulled their suitcases toward the Hogwarts Train station, and our group sat together in one carriage again.

"Ayers, what are your plans for the holiday?" Fred, who was clinging to me, asked how I was going to spend my vacation.

"I'm not sure myself, but I don't plan to stay at Professor Snape's house this holiday." I calmly sipped my coffee.

"That means you'll be staying at your own home this holiday, Ayers." Harry was delighted. He really didn't want to go back to his uncle's house, but he had no choice; he was still a minor and couldn't be homeless.

"Yes, Harry. If you need anything, you can come find me next door." I think Riddle hasn't finished dealing with things yet, and probably hasn't gone home yet. He's probably just staying home by himself for a while.

“I’m a little envious of Harry and Ayers being neighbors,” George said, munching on the small cake I had prepared, stuffing it into his mouth one bite at a time.

"I'll even stay at your house, what are you envious of?" I said, amused, watching George devour his cake.

“Then I’ll be the one envious,” Cedric joked.

"How about I come visit you sometime this holiday?" If I remember correctly, the Weasley family will be going on vacation this holiday.

“I’d love to come over!” Cedric couldn’t be happier; he could visit his house.

“My family would also welcome you,” Oliver chimed in at that moment.

"Let me see if I have time. If I come to your house, I'll send you a letter." What's wrong with them all? They all suddenly want to invite me to their houses.

“Okay.” Cedric and Oliver exchanged a smile; they were both somewhat looking forward to seeing if I would contact them during the holiday.

The Hogwarts Express arrived at the station soon, and we all got off one after another. Of our group, only Harry and I were left without anyone to pick us up.

“Harry, why don’t you help me up, and we’ll Apparate away?” We don’t need to go back to Spider’s End; we can return to Privet Drive in an instant.

“I think it’s possible, but I have a lot of luggage here. Can I take it all with me?” Harry looked at the luggage cart next to him.

“Okay, let’s go.” I took Harry’s hand, and Harry grabbed the luggage cart. In an instant, we appeared in my little garden.

"Ugh~" It was Harry's first time Apparating, and he squatted down and dry heaved.

"Are you alright?" He took a candy and a handkerchief out of his pocket and handed them to Harry, telling him to calm down.

"So this is what Apparition feels like. It's awful." Harry took the handkerchief, wiped his mouth, and then put the candy in his mouth.

"If you can adapt quickly, you'll have to learn this spell eventually." Seeing Harry like this, I also recalled...

My first experience with Severus's teleportation technique felt incredibly uncomfortable.

Now that I've learned it, it's like nothing's wrong.

"Senior Ayers, I'm feeling better now, so I'll head back to my aunt and uncle's house." Although Harry really didn't want to go back, he had no reason to stay at my house, so he could only silently push his luggage back.

I stood at the front door and watched Harry push his luggage into his aunt and uncle's house.

I took out a gold key, opened the door, and changed my shoes after entering my home.

He glanced casually at the shoe cabinet and was quite certain that neither Riddle nor his older brother were there.