HP Magic Biography

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In some ways, the next day on the return trip of the Hogwarts Express was a lot of work.

First, Malfoy, Clara, and Goyle, after waiting for a week to find that there was finally no teacher around, ambushed Harry halfway from the toilet to the carriage and tried to attack him.

The ambush would have been successful had it been carried out outside the crew's compartment. Those inside saw what was happening through the glass and rushed out to aid Harry.

in Ernie. McLean, Hannah. Abbott, Susan. Burns, Justin Finch Fletcher, Anthony. Goldston and Terry. After Boot cast all the magic spells Harry taught them, Malfoy, Crabbe and Goyle huddled in their Hogwarts uniforms like three giant slugs, Harry, Ernie And Justin threw them into the luggage rack, and let them slump there.

I must say, I'd love to see Malfoy's mother's face when he gets out of the car! Ernie said with great satisfaction as he watched Malfoy squirm above his head.

He couldn't forgive Malfoy for insultingly deducting points from Hufflepuff while he was an investigator.

Goyle's mother will be delighted, said Ron, running out to see what had happened.

He looks better. Harry, the trolley is coming. Would you like some?

Harry thanked the others and returned to the carriage with Ron. He bought a large cake and several slices of pumpkin pie. Hermione was reading the Daily Prophet, and Fan Lin was fiddling with his new alchemy product.

In fact, it was hard for Harry to see what would be the use of that, a moving metal man? It is still a little small, and it is said that Fred and George need it. Ginny was taking a quiz on The Quibbler, and Neville was stroking his cactus, which was growing very fast and made a strange hum when touched.

Harry and Ron spent most of the trip playing magic chess, while Hermione read passages from the Daily Prophet. It was full of articles about how to fight off dementors, that the Ministry of Magic was hunting Death Eaters, and excitedly claiming to have seen Voldemort pass the house one morning.

It hasn't really started yet, Hermione sighed dejectedly, folding the newspaper again, but it's not far off.

Actually, that guy should be glad Voldemort didn't see him, but he's more likely to be lying... Fan Lin pouted, and Voldemort didn't have time to pass someone's door.

I don't understand why they are so excited, it's difficult for them to return Voldemort... Hermione's opinion has not been fully expressed,

It was interrupted by Ron.

Hi, Harry, Ron said softly, tilting his head out into the corridor. Harry looked outside, where Cho Chang was walking past, with Marita, who was wearing a balaclava. His eyes met Qiu Zhang, she blushed and continued walking. Harry looked back at the board to see that Ron's knight had taken one of his pawns.

You-how are you and her doing? Ron asked softly.

Nothing, Harry said matter-of-factly.

I - er - heard she's going out with other people now, said Hermione tentatively. Harry was surprised to find that the news hadn't affected him at all. The relationship with Qiu Zhang seems to be a thing of the past, and it has nothing to do with him now. It's like Qiu left his world, because the things he experienced are not suitable for anyone to come and get involved, between him and Qiu...

You don't mind, said Ron emphatically. I mean, she's beautiful, but besides that, she should be pleasant to be with.

She's supposed to be happy with other people. Harry shrugged.

Who is she with now? Ron asked Hermione, but it was Ginny who answered.

Michael Connor.

Michael - but - Ron turned his chair and stared at her, but didn't you keep going out with him?

Not going out again, said Ginny firmly. He was so mad when Gryffindor beat Ravenclaw at Quidditch, so I broke up with him, and he went off to please Cho Chang. Ginny scratched her pinky absently. Instead of scratching my nose, I went back to The Quibbler to count points. This made Ron look very happy.

I always thought he was kind of stupid. He rushed his queen towards Harry's rickety castle. It's a good thing for you, you can pick a better one next time.

As he said this, he gave Harry a sneaky, odd look.

Fan Lin and Hermione did the same, focusing on Harry, but the latter didn't respond, and Ginny answered Ron first.

Well, I've picked Dean. Thomas, don't you think he's better? Ginny said vaguely.

What? Ron yelled, accidentally knocking over the chessboard. Crookshanks bounced around in the falling objects, while Hedwig and Piglet howled disapprovingly overhead.

Dean... Ginny paused, I think he's not bad.

That kid... Ron blushed, as if he wanted to show his brother's majesty, but Ginny didn't buy it.

The train slowed down slowly as it approached King's Cross station. Harry felt more reluctant to leave it than he did now. He even had a flash of hope that something would happen that would give him a reason to refuse to get off, and he would sit in the car until Hogwarts started on September 1st, and then take the train back.

But when Fan Lin patted him on the shoulder, he finally gave up on this idea, stood up, and prepared to get out of the car with Hedwig's cage and the suitcase as before.

When the conductor told them that it was now safe to walk through the barrier to platform nine and three-quarters, Harry found a surprise waiting for him there, greeted by a group of people he hadn't even expected.

There's Evil Eye Moody, wearing a bowler hat to cover his evil eyes - this is him looking very evil, with a long wooden staff in his hand and a long , a huge travel cloak. Tonks stood behind him, her bubblegum pink hair glistening in the sunlight streaming through the dark glass of the station's roof. She's wearing patched jeans and a bright purple T-shirt that says Weird Sisters. Next to her was Lupin, pale, gray-haired, in a worn long coat over an old coat and trousers.

In front of them stood Mr and Mrs Weasley, in their best Muggle clothes. Fred and George were both wearing new, poorly made, miserable green jackets.

Ron, Ginny! cried Mrs. Weasley, running quickly over, hugging her two children tightly. Oh, and you, dear Harry - are you all right?

Fine, Harry lied, and Mrs Weasley hugged him too, and over her shoulder he saw Ron gaping at the twins' new clothes.

What's this made of? he asked, pointing to their clothes. Best dragon skin, my little brother, said Fred, zipping his zipper. Our business is booming, so it's time to treat yourself too.

Hey, Fred, George!

Hey, brother! Fred warmly gave Fan Lin a big hug, It's a pity that you weren't at Hogwarts when we left, otherwise, I think our departure will become a sensation , By the way, that thing...

Here! Fan Lin said, and took out the metal he had been fiddling with on the train, It's fine to zoom in, but are you sure you want to use this thing as a guide?

It's cool! George said, picking up the metal figurine. How do I use it?

This thing doesn't consume too much activity, it can be absorbed naturally, but you need to record the sound yourself, but this method is not difficult for you, I don't have that much time at Hogwarts...

Compared to the discussion on Fan Lin's side, Harry's side seemed much warmer.

Hello, Harry, said Lupine, as Mrs. Weasley let go of Harry and turned to embrace Hermione.

Hello, said Harry, I had no idea. What are you all doing here? Where's Sirius?

Oh, Lupine said with a smile, Sirius is a little busy, to be exact, that unlucky guy was broken by Bellatrix, and it's inconvenient to leave now, Kreacher is taking care of it, by the way, Entertain guests at headquarters.

Oh, well, I can go to... Harry was about to say go and see Sirius, but then swallowed the words back.

You guys come...

We thought it best to talk to your uncle and aunt before they took you home.

I don't think that's a good idea, said Harry quickly.

Well, I guess so, Moody grumbled, coming closer and asking, Is that them, Potter? He pointed back with his thumb, his magic eye apparently showing through the back of his head and his top hat. Take a peek.

Harry moved to the left, looking where Moody was pointing. That's right, it was the Dursleys, looking at Harry's welcome party with trepidation.

Ah, Harry, cried Mr. Weasley, who had just warmly greeted Hermione's parents, who were now hugging Hermione and Fan Lin, who always imagined that in the presence of the Grangers The embarrassment that can't be achieved, this point, even in Mr. Al...

Well, the object of tension should change.

So, shouldn't we do that?

Yes, Arthur, said Moody. The two of them headed toward the Dursleys, who were visibly petrified. Hermione also ran over from her mother.

Good afternoon, Mr. Weasley said happily, standing still in front of Uncle Vernon's right, You must still remember me, my name is Arthur Weasley.

It was almost astonishing that Harry thought Uncle Vernon would forget about Mr. Weasley, who had single-handedly destroyed the Dursleys' living room two years ago.

Sure enough, Uncle Vernon's face turned dark brown, and he glared at Mr. Weasley, but didn't say a word, maybe because he had more people than the Dursleys. Aunt Petunia looked frightened and disturbed, and she kept looking around for fear of being discovered. Dali, on the other hand, seems to think that he is too small to be ignored. Of course, this is impossible.

We wanted to talk to you about Harry, said Mr. Weasley, still smiling.

Yes, growled Moody, about how Harry was treated at your house.

Uncle Vernon's mustache seemed full of anger, and perhaps the bowler hat gave him a sense that Moody was a man to deal with, and he called out to him, I don't know what's going on in my family that's going to matter to you. —”

I think you could fill a whole book with what you don't know, Dursley, growled Moody.

That's not the point, interjected Tonks, looking as if her pink hair made her more offended by Aunt Petunia than anyone else, who closed her eyes from looking at her. The point is, if we find out you're abusing Harry—

Please don't make such a mistake, we'll find out, said Lupine cheerfully.

Yes, said Mr. Weasley, if you don't allow Harry to use the 'telephone'...

Phone. Hermione whispered.

Yes, if we get any clues that you are treating Harry unfairly, you will have to explain, Moody said.

Uncle Vernon was about to explode, his chest heaving violently, and his anger seemed to far exceed the shock he received from these weird people.

Are you threatening me, sir?! he yelled, causing passers-by to turn to look at him.

Yes, I am, the Eye replied bluntly, looking pleased that Uncle Vernon was quick to grasp.

And I look like someone who can be bullied? Uncle Vernon snarled.

Then, said Moody, taking off his bowler hat to reveal that terrible, spinning eye. Uncle Vernon jumped up in horror, crashing into a luggage trolley. I have to say that's who you are, Dursley.

He turned to look at Harry. Call us if you need me, Potter. If we don't hear from you for three days, we'll send someone over.

Aunt Petunia whimpered pitifully. She was evidently wondering what the neighbors would say if they saw such a group of people walking along his garden path.

Goodbye, then, Potter, said Moody, grabbing Harry's shoulders with a rough hand.

Be careful, Harry, Lupine said quietly, keep in touch.

Harry, we'll get you out of there as quickly as possible, whispered Mrs. Weasley, giving him another hug. We'll see you soon, said Ron eagerly, shaking Harry's hand.

Soon, Harry, said Hermione sincerely, we promise.

Remember to contact me, count the days, trust me, it won't be slow. Fan Lin winked at Harry.

Harry nodded. He couldn't express to them how he felt when he saw them all standing beside him. He smiled, waved goodbye, and turned and walked out of the station onto the sunlit street, followed by Uncle Vernon, Aunt Petunia and Dudley.

Will the Dursleys learn to be smart? Hermione said worriedly.

I think so. Fan Lin nodded, he knew the temperament of the Dursleys well, But before that, we should...

Mom said to send us back. Hermione whispered, Mr. Al please ask them, he really can't leave the company...

Uh... well then! Go to your house first, and then we'll go to Sirius's place...

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