HP Magic Biography

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"Harry? Hey, are you there, Harry?"

"I'm here!" Harry responded quickly, "What's the matter?"

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was opened, and Fanlin's pale face came into view.

"Hey, he's here." Fanlin yelled from behind, and then, there was a thump of footsteps outside the door, and Hermione rushed in very anxiously.

"We won't find you as soon as we wake up!" Hermione said out of breath, turning around and shouting, "Ron! I found him!"

Ron's annoyed voice echoed from several floors downstairs.

"Really good! Tell him for me that he is a jerk!"

"Harry, please don't play Missing. We are so worried! Why are you upstairs?" She looked around the room. "What are you doing here?"

"It was an accident." Harry touched his nose, which made him a little embarrassed. "Look at what I found!" He held up his mother's letter. Hermione took it and read it. She looked up at him: "Oh, Harry..."

"And this." He showed her the somewhat tattered photo, and Hermione laughed as she watched the little boy rampaging on a toy broomstick.

"I'm looking for the rest of the letter," Harry said, "but they are not here."

Hermione looked around.

"Did you make this like this? Or was it the way you came here?"

"Someone has searched this place before me," Harry said.

"I think so too. I came along and saw every room being searched. What do you think they were looking for?"

"The information about the Order of the Phoenix, if Snape did it."

"But you think, he should have already got what he wanted. I mean, he used to be a member of the Order of the Phoenix, didn't he?" Fanlin said, "If someone came, Then Snape is the most unlikely, unless he violates the secrecy regulations and then finds here with the Death Eaters himself, he can only come by himself, otherwise the Death Eaters will not find this place at all."

"Then," Harry eagerly wanted to sell his theory, "then what about Dumbledore? That should be the second page of the letter. Look at the Bathilda my mother mentioned, you Do you know who she is?"

"Who?"

"Bahida Bagshot, no matter what she does, it is certain that it will not help us find Horcrux at all, does it?"

Harry didn't answer.

Hermione continued: "Harry, I know you really want to go to Gochuk Valley, but I am scared. Yesterday the Death Eaters could find us so easily. It really scared me. And it made me feel even more scared. We shouldn't go to the place where your parents were buried, I'm sure they are waiting for you to go there!"

"It's not just that," Harry said, still refusing to look at her. "Muriel said something about Dumbledore at the wedding. I want to know what the facts are."

"About Ariana?"

"It's not just that." Harry responded. Until now, Curry Stick had time to share everything with his friends.

After listening, Hermione said, "Of course, I understand what makes you so upset, Harry..."

"I'm not upset," he lied, "I just want to know if it's true or..."

"Or Harry, do you really think you can get the truth from Muriel's vicious old woman, or Rita Skeeter? How can you believe them? You know Dumbledore!" Hermione Some said angrily.

"I did think I knew it before," he murmured. "But you know that some of the reports that Rita wrote about you are true! Dogo is right, how can you let that kind of person taint the Dumbledore in your memory!"

He looked away and tried to keep his resentment from showing. Now he faces another choice: what to believe in. He wants to know the truth, but why does everyone think he shouldn't know this?

"How about we go to the kitchen?" Hermione suggested after a short silence. "Can you eat something?"

"Nice proposal, and I think I may have found a solution."

"What?" Harry looked at Fanlin in confusion.

"Oh, before that, let us go to the dining table." Fan Lin shook his head, and the four of them walked to the kitchen.

...

"What is the staple food today?"

"spaghetti!"

"You said this is spaghetti?" Ron looked at the black tuft on the plate in disbelief.

"Oh, I think Hermione did a great job!" Fanlin said vaguely, a touch of sadness hung from the corner of his mouth.

"Don't say so much, I don't care if this is..."

"If you don't want to eat, you can throw it away!" Hermione interrupted unceremoniously.

"Uh...so, I didn't..." Harry smelled of misfire for a moment, and Hermione was still terrible when he was angry.

"Calm down, Harry, I will tell you," Fanlin laughed twice. "As for who the house was, I think I know someone must know it."

"If you are referring to Sirius, I swear, I have never seen a person like him who doesn't care about him. Since the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix moved away, I promise that he has never returned to this house." Min said unceremoniously.

"Although I am also sad, but I must admit..." Fanlin interrupted before Harry finished speaking.

"Have you forgotten who? In this house, there is not only Sirius alone, but also ghosts and..."

"Kreacher!"

"That's right." Fanlin snapped his fingers, "The wizard's restricted magic is not so restrictive for house elves, so Dobby!"

Within half a minute, with the sound of bursting air, a slightly funny elf appeared in front of everyone.

"My dear master! And, Harry Potter!" Dobby screamed, "I thought you forgot me."

"Oh, Dobby, how could we forget you."

"We're just for a while..." Harry couldn't make it up. He looked at Hermione for help, but Dobby's speech was obviously more direct, and tears of emotion welled up from Dobby's eyes in an instant.

"Oh, please, Dobby, don't show up every time..."

"Go and bring Kreacher back, Dobby, this is an order. I know he must still sneak back into this room!" Fanlin said helplessly, in exchange for Dobby's sobbing voice. .

"So, Kreacher is here?"

"There is always a way to change it," Fanlin said with a smile, "and Dobby also gave the answer, right?"

The ceiling was hit violently, it felt like...a boulder?

Maybe the two elves brought down some statue?

In short, waiting for Dobby was already ashamed when he appeared in front of a few people.

"Kreacher did nothing wrong. This is Kreacher's task. Old Kreacher cannot abandon the old master's house..."

"No one asks you to abandon this place, Kreacher!" Fanlin said with a bit of anguish. The two house elves are too noisy.

"Yes, Master Al, Kreacher did nothing wrong, Kreacher was just for the old master..."

"We don't care what you are doing for the ghost who only knows to scream!" Ron said impatiently.

"Dirty Weasley, betrayer of blood..."

"Put away your set, Kreacher!" Harry said loudly, "I just want to know, who else has been here besides you."

"Master Sirius's dirty friend, a madman, and a thief..."

"I think about it... Lupin, Moody's and the two of them should be here to arrange magic, the thief..."

"Mundungus!" Ron gritted his teeth.

Fanlin looked at Ron with some surprise. This was the first time Ron reacted so strongly.

"So Mondungus was the last person to come?"

"Yes, my master!" Kreacher replied respectfully.

"I want you to bring him over, including what he took from here."

"Dobby... Dobby wants to go too! Dobby can also..."

"Oh, okay," Fanlin waved his hand. "You also go to Dobby. If Mondungus resists, I hope you can teach him a little bit. His current state is quite bad."

"Yes!"

He walked around the house with great expectations all morning. However, Kreacher did not come back in the morning, not even in the afternoon, until dusk, Harry was a little discouraged, he was worried. In front of him was a large piece of rancid bread that Hermione had tried in many ways but failed to deform it, of course it was of no help. Kreacher did not return the next day, nor did he return on the third day. However, two people in cloaks appeared outside the gate of Grimmauld Place 2, and they stayed until night, staring at the house they couldn't see. "It must be a Death Eater." Ron said as Harry and Hermione looked out the windows of the lounge. "Do they know we are here?" "I don't think so." Hermione said, although she seemed a little scared, "Or they would have reported to Snape long ago, didn't they?" "Don't you think about it? Moody cast a tongue-locking spell while they were standing there?" Ron asked. "Yes," Hermione said. "Also, they must know a lot of ways to get in, don't they? But they want to see if we will show up. After all, they know this house belongs to Harry." "What did they do? Know—?" Harry said. "The wizard's will will be checked by the government, remember? They will know that Sirius left this house for you." The presence of the Death Eaters triggered an unpredictable feeling in Grimmauld Place 2 in Mr. Weasley's After the patron saint, they didn't get any news from anyone outside Grimmauld Square, and their nervousness began to show. Lack of rest, irritable, and irritable, Ron developed an unpleasant habit-playing with the light extinguisher in his pocket. This obviously annoyed Hermione, who was reading the story of the bard Bieber. She didn't like the flickering of lights. "Can't you stop?" She finally broke out on the third night Kreacher left, and all the lights in the living room were turned on and off again and again. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Ron said, and he pressed the switch controller to restore all the lights. "I don't know what I'm doing." "Oh, can't you find something meaningful for yourself to do?" "What? Like reading a joke story?" "Dumbledore left me this book, Luo Hmm--""--and he left me this light extinguisher, maybe he told me to use it!" Before they started arguing, Harry walked out, neither of them noticed. He walked towards the kitchen he had been to countless times, because he was sure that was where Kreacher was most likely to appear again. As he walked from the stairs to the foyer, he heard a slight knock on the front door, followed by the clank of metal and the friction of chains. All the nerves in his body were tense: he pulled out his wand and slowly moved to the shadow beside the row of chopped house elves' heads, waiting. The door opened: He caught a glimpse of the brightly lit square outside, and a cloak-shaped figure moved in and closed the door behind him. The intruder took a step forward when Moody's voice sounded, "Severusamp;#822; Snape?" The soot-like body moved towards him from the end of the hall, and could not wait to raise it. Its lifeless hands. "It's not me who killed you, Albus," said a quiet voice. Unfortunately, the smoke body exploded again, and the newcomer couldn't pass through the thick white smoke left after it exploded. Ha used his wand to point to the middle of the smoke. "Don't move!" But he forgot the portrait of Mrs. Black. In his shout, the curtain used to cover the portrait was lifted, and she began to scream: "Mudbloods and **** have defiled my ancestral home. ——" Ron and Hermione ran down the stairs, standing behind Harry, holding their wands like him. The unknown person stood in the hall, holding his hands. "Calm down, it's me, Remus!" "Oh, thank goodness." Hermione said feebly, and turned to point her wand at Mrs. Black. With a bang, the curtains closed and the house was quiet again. . Ron put down his wand, but Harry didn't. "Prove yourself!" he replied. Lupin walked to the light, still keeping his hands in a surrender posture. "I’m Remus and #822;John and #822; Lupin, a werewolf, sometimes called the face of the moon, is one of the four creators of the live spot map, and Nifadora—usually called Tonks-married, I taught you how to summon the patron saint, Harry, in the shape of an elk." "Oh, indeed." Harry said, putting down his wand, "but I have to check. Isn't it?" "You can't lower your defense against your former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I very much agree with you to verify. Ron, Hermione, you shouldn't let your guard down so quickly." They walked to him. He was wearing a thick black cloak and looked tired, but he was very happy to see them. "No news about Severus yet?" he asked. "No," Harry replied. "Is everything going well? How is everyone?" "It's okay," Lupin said. "But we are all being watched. There are a few Death Eaters in the square outside—" "We know—" "I had to apparate very accurately on the top steps outside the front door to make sure they wouldn't See me. They must not know you are here, or I'm sure they will send more people out. They are monitoring everything related to you, Harry. We go downstairs and I have a lot of things to do with You say, I also want to know what happened after you left the Burrow." They entered the kitchen, Hermione pointed her wand at the fireplace, and the flames immediately burned, which made the hard stone wall feel comfortable. , The long wooden table shone brightly. Lupin took out a few bottles of Butterbeer from under his travel cloak and they sat down. "I was here three days ago, but I had to find a way to get rid of the Death Eaters who followed me." Lupin said. "So, you came here after the wedding?" "No, after we met a few Death Eaters in a cafe on Tottenham Court Road." Lupin put almost all his butter The beer was sprayed on the front of his clothes. "What?" So they began to talk about what happened, and when they finished speaking, Lupin looked shocked. "But how could they find you so quickly? It's impossible to follow the Apparitioners unless you hold on to them the moment they disappear." "And they don't seem to happen to be parading Tottenham Court Road, yes No?" Harry said. "We want to know," Hermione asked tentatively, "Does Harry still have that kind of connection with him?" "Impossible." Lupin said, Ron looked very proud, and Harry finally felt relieved. .

On the front of his clothes. "What?" So they began to talk about what happened, and when they finished speaking, Lupin looked shocked. "But how could they find you so quickly? It's impossible to follow the Apparitioners unless you hold on to them the moment they disappear." "And they don't seem to happen to be parading Tottenham Court Road, yes No?" Harry said. "We want to know," Hermione asked tentatively, "Does Harry still have that kind of connection with him?" "Impossible." Lupin said, Ron looked very proud, and Harry finally felt relieved. . "Let’s not talk about anything else. If Harry and him are still in contact, they would have known that Harry is here. But I don’t know how they followed you to Tottenham Court Road. People are worried, very worrying." He looked a little confused, but compared to what Harry was concerned about, this question could be put aside for the time being. "Tell us what happened after we left. We haven't heard anything since Ron's dad told us that the family is safe." "Oh, Kingsley saved us." Lupin said, "Thank you. He warned most of the wedding guests, most of them apparated before they arrived." "Is it a Death Eater or someone in the ministry?" Hermione interrupted suddenly. "Both, but in fact, they are the same thing now." Lupin said, "They probably have two people, but they don't know you are here, Harry. Arthur said he heard they were killing Scrimgeour had tortured your whereabouts before. If this is true, then it seems that he did not betray you." Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, and he could feel their emotions through the expressions on their faces. Complex, mixed with shock and gratitude. He had never liked Scrimgeour like he does now, but if what Lupin said was true, then the last action of this man was to desperately protect Harry. "The Death Eaters searched the Burrow upright." Lupin continued. "They found the ghouls, but they didn’t want to approach them—then they interrogated those of us who hadn’t had time to escape for hours. They wanted to try to get your information, Harry, but of course except in the society. No one of the people knows that you are already here." "At the same time they completely ruined this wedding banquet, and more Death Eaters wanted to forcibly break into every house in the suburbs that was connected to the Order of the Phoenix. But no one died," he I hurriedly added a sentence, blocking their question, "But they are very rude, they burned Dedalo's house to the ground, but you know he is not at home. They treat Tonks One family has cast a heart-stirring spell. Similarly, they want to know where you went after you were a guest at their home. They are okay-terrified, obviously, but in other ways, it is okay." "Those eat to death Did you pass all the protection spells?" Harry asked, recalling how powerful the spells were the night he fell into Tonks' parents garden. "You should realize, Harry, the Death Eaters have now additionally received all the power of the Ministry of Magic." Lupin said. "They don't need to be afraid of identification or arrest. They are given the power to perform those cruel spells. They are trying to break every defensive spell we put on them, and they fully disclose the reason for their coming." Can you give an explanation for torturing people about Harry's whereabouts?" Hermione asked, her voice quite sharp. "Oh," Lupin said, he hesitated, and then pulled out a folded daily prophet. "Here," he said, pushing it through the table in front of Harry, "you will know sooner or later-anyway, this is their excuse for chasing you." Harry flattened the newspaper with a piece of his own The huge photo occupies the first page of the newspaper. He read the title of the news once: About the death of Albus Dumbledore-we need to question Ron and Hermione and shouted angrily, but Harry did not Speak out. He pushed the paper aside. He didn't want to read it at all: he knew what they would say, and no one knew who killed him except for the person who witnessed Dumbledore's death on the tower. However, Rita amp;#22;Skeeter has told the entire wizarding world that a few minutes after Dumbledore's fall, someone saw Harry escape from the place of departure. "I'm sorry, Harry." Lupin said. "So the Death Eaters also control the Daily Prophet?" Hermione said desperately. Lupin nodded. "But do people really know what is going to happen?" "In fact, they have quietly taken power." Lupin said. The official has explained Scrimgeour's death, saying that he died naturally, and his position has been replaced by Bius and #822; Diknis, who was under the Imperius Curse. "Why didn't Voldemort declare that he was the Minister of Magic?" Ron asked. Lupin smiled. "He doesn't need it, Ron. Authoritatively, he is indeed a minister, so why does he have to sit behind his desk in the ministry? His puppet Diknis is taking care of his daily affairs for him, leaving it to him Free space expands its power far away from the Ministry of Magic.” “Of course, many people have already speculated what happened. In the recent period of time, the policy of the Ministry of Magic has undergone such dramatic changes, and many people are secretly talking about Voldemort must be in control. However, this is the point. They talk secretly. They don’t dare to trust each other and don’t know who is trustworthy. They are too scared to say aloud, afraid that their guess is true, and their family becomes Goal. Yes, Voldemort is playing a very clever trick, claiming that he may have instigated a rebellion, and keeping the disguise has created chaos, distrust and fear." "This dramatic change in Ministry of Magic policy," Harry Asked, "Including warning the entire wizarding world to oppose me and not being Voldemort anymore?" "Of course this is part of it," Lupin said, "and it was a wonderful move. Now Dumbledore is dead, and you-- The boy who survived the catastrophe—Of course it is a sign of resistance to Voldemort’s long war, but it implies that you have a hand in the death of the old leader. Voldemort not only puts a label on your head, but also defends in the past. Fear and suspicion spread among your people." "During this time, the minister has acted against people of Muggle origin." Lupin pointed to the Daily Prophet. "Look at the second edition." Hermione opened the second edition with the same expression of disgust as when she held the secret of the dark magic in her hand. "Muggle-born register," she read aloud, "The Ministry of Magic is promising to take action to investigate so-called Muggle-born people to better understand the magic secrets they hold. "Recently, an investigation by the Department of Mystery shows that magic It can only be passed on through the reproduction of wizards. People who have not been proven to be of wizard family descent, that is, people of Muggle origin, may obtain magic power through theft or force. "The Ministry of Magic is determined to find out who usurped the magic power. After the end, it will send invitations to every Muggle-born person to attend the meeting organized by the newly formed Muggle-born Registration Committee." "Everyone will not let this. This happened," Ron said. "But it happened, Ron," Lupin said, "Muggle-born people are being rounded up at the moment we speak." "But how can they say it's the magic of stealing?" Ron Say, "That's a mental and intellectual performance. If you can steal magic, there won't be so many dumb guns, right?" "I know," Lupin said, "but unless you can prove that you at least There is a close relative of the wizard, otherwise your magic power will be considered illegally obtained and subject to legal sanctions." Ron glanced at Hermione, then said: "If a pure-blood person and a mixed-blood person Swearing a Muggle-born person is part of their family? I'll tell everyone that Hermione is my cousin—"Hermione held Ron's hand tightly. "Thank you, Ron, but I can't let you do this—" "You have no choice," Ron said fiercely, putting her hand back, "I will teach you to familiarize yourself with my family tree so you can Faced with any questioning." Hermione gave him a weak smile. "Ron, compared to us now running away with Harry Potter, the country’s most wanted criminal, I think it’s nothing. If I return, At school, it will feel different. What does Voldemort plan to do with Hogwarts?" She asked Lupin ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ every young wizard and wizard was forced to attend. He replied. "It was announced yesterday. This is a change. It was never mandatory before. Of course, almost all the witches and wizards in Britain are graduated from Hogwarts, but parents have the right to choose to teach their children at home or send their children abroad, if they think it would be better. And as it is now, all the wizarding population will grow under Voldemort's nose, from small to large. This is also another way to purge people of Muggle origin, because they must show their blood identity before they go to school, which means they have to go to the Ministry of Magic to prove their wizarding blood. "Harry thought disgustingly and angrily: At this moment, the year-old freshman may be looking at the list of newly bought spell books, wondering that they may never see Hogwarts, or they may never see them again. "It's almost...it's..." He muttered, trying to find a word to express his horrible imagination, but Lu said quietly, "I understand. Lupin hesitated. "I know you won't recognize this, Harry, but the people in the Order feel that Dumbledore seems to have left you with a task. "Yes," Harry replied, "and Ron and Hermione are also involved, they will be with me." "Do you trust me enough to tell me what the task is?" "Harry stared at this prematurely aging, wrinkled face, with thick but gray hair. He really wished he could not answer that way. "I can't, Remus, I'm sorry if Dumbled Lido didn't tell you, then I don't think I can either. "

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