HP Magic Biography

In fact, the form of hesitation became severe, and the alchemy exchange meeting that Fan Lin had planned to attend was also canceled because of Voldemort.

This is also related to the blocking of the Ministry of Magic. Everyone in the Burrow is under the highest protection regulations of the Ministry of Magic, without exception, especially people like Van Lin and Harry who have already fought against Voldemort. Naturally, After losing Dumbledore's Ken, they couldn't leave here easily, because it was a very dangerous thing.

However, when the results of the Ordinary Wizarding Level Examination came in the next day, Hermione felt a little excited.

Originally, this had nothing to do with Fan Lin and Hermione, but Dumbledore's tricks must always be believed. The Ministry of Magic planned to give Fan Lin and Hermione a separate ordinary wizard level exam, and the time was on the first day of the school year. For a week, the two of them choose their own time and subjects, anyway, they are all in charge of Hogwarts' own professors.

This made Hermione overly excited, but to Fan Lin, it was a bit... um, surprise...

Ministry of Magic exams?

Fan Lin didn't think it was important, but in Hogwarts' perception, there seemed to be nothing more important than this.

Naturally, the two of them fell into a new round of review. Of course, to Fan Lin, the difference was not too big.

Practicing spells, and then fiddling with his potions and alchemy in the warehouse of the Burrow, this is what he has been doing all the time, but Nicolas is very strict in his urging.

In addition, Fan Lin had to take out the magic pattern book that hadn't been taken out for a long time. This should be regarded as the biggest change.

But the rest of the time was very fulfilling. Fan Lin spent most of the rest of the day playing Quidditch matches in teams of two.

In the evening, he used to eat three servings of each food Mrs. Weasley put in front of him, plus teasing and teasing Hermione, which was called private tutoring.

Well, strictly speaking, it's a pretty good job.

Of course, if it weren't for the disappearance reports and strange accidents posted on the Internet every day, this summer vacation would really be a happy and peaceful summer vacation.

Sometimes Bill and Mr. Weasley brought home new news before it even hit the papers.

The only thing that upset Mrs Weasley was that Harry's sixteenth birthday party was spoiled by the terrible news of Remus Lupine.

Lupine looked haggard and dour that day, his brown hair streaked with white strands, and his clothes looked more worn than ever.

Two or three more Dementor attacks, Lupine announced grimly as Mrs. Weasley handed Harry a large slice of birthday cake. And they found Ygo Karkaroff's body in a hut in the Northlands. The Dark Mark was cast on the hut—well, frankly, I'm ashamed of him when he abandoned the Death Eaters. Surprised to live a year after that; I remember Sirius' brother Regulus only living a few days.

Yes, well, said Mrs Weasley, frowning, maybe we should discuss something else—

Did you hear about Florin Fortescue, Remus? said Bill, who was being harassed by Fleur with wine. That's on—

—the soda shop in Diagon Alley? Harry interrupted uneasily, feeling his stomach empty. He used to give me free ice cream. What happened to him?

Towed away, from the look of his store.

Why? asked Ron, and Mrs Weasley stared at Bill sternly.

Who knows? He must have disturbed them somehow. Florin's a good fellow.

Speaking of Diagon Alley, said Mr. Weasley, it seems Ollivander has disappeared too.

The man who made the wand? Ginny asked in shock. That's him. The shop is empty. No signs of struggle. No one knows if he left by himself or was kidnapped.

But wands—how do people buy wands?

They can go to other stores to buy,

said Lupine. But Ollivander is the best, and if they get him over there, it's not good news for us.

No, this is not the most important thing. Fan Lin said, Does Dumbledore know about this? I mean Ollivander is missing.

Uh, I seem to know... what's wrong?

Of course. Fan Lin said, Voldemort is working on solving the problem of the connection between his wand and Harry's wand. As we all know, their two wands are twin wands, but it is very important for Voldemort to replace his own wand. It is undoubtedly a loss of strength.

Ollivander will help him? Lupine asked, frowning. He had seen Voldemort's power, so naturally...

I don't know. Fan Lin hesitated for a moment. He thought of something that Voldemort might know, but in fact, that would be in the future, but now, no one can guarantee whether Ollivander will take the old wand Things tell Voldemort, moreover, that Voldemort himself is communicating the power of the Elder Wandmaker...

I'll tell Dumbledore. Lupine nodded.

Okay, today is Harry's birthday, can't we talk about some pleasant topics? Mrs. Weasley interrupted with some dissatisfaction, This is a matter of the Order of the Phoenix, we can put it in the meeting ...

Oh, I don't mind. Harry hastily expressed his attitude, but it did nothing but get him a blank stare...

Okay, we can talk about something else. Fan Lin said, looking at Hermione, and then at everyone's serious faces.

Where's Tonks? said Ginny, how does she...

Speaking of Tonks, Fleur's face didn't change, and Bill was a little uncomfortable. Obviously, he knew Mrs. Weasley's plan, but in fact, no one could escape Fleur's charm, especially those who had already fallen into it.

However, when Tonks was mentioned, Lupine's face was a little unnatural. Perhaps this little girl has brought Lupine a lot of trouble...

In this way, after this gloomy birthday tea party, they received the letter and textbook list from Hogwarts the next day, and of course there were some appointments and entrustments. Fan Lin was re-elected naturally, although this did not What's the use of eggs.

However, Harry got a surprise: he was chosen as the captain of the Quidditch team.

Wow, I remember Charlie wearing this, said Ron, happily examining the badge. Harry, that's pretty cool, you're my captain - if you keep me on the team, lol...

Well, now that you've received these, I don't think the time to go to Diagon Alley can be delayed any longer, Mrs. Weasley sighed, looking at Ron's list of textbooks. We'll go on Saturday, as long as your father doesn't have to go to work that day. I wouldn't go without him.

Mom, do you really think that the mysterious man is hiding behind the shelf in Lihen Bookstore? Ron said with a smirk.

So Fortescue and Ollivander went on vacation, huh? Mrs. Weasley was furious immediately. If you think the safety issue is ridiculous, just stay at home and I'll go and buy your stuff myself—

No, I'm going, I'm going to visit Fred and George's shop! said Ron hastily.

Then wake up, boy, don't make me think you're too naive to decide not to let you go with us!

Mrs. Weasley said angrily, snatching up her clock - nine hands still pointing to 'danger to life' - and setting it down on a pile of freshly laundered towels. Otherwise I wouldn't let you go back to Hogwarts!

Obviously, Ron's words hit Mrs. Weasley's sensitive point. At this juncture, any words about Death Eaters or Voldemort will undoubtedly cause Mrs. Weasley's neurotic symptoms.

The pressure was suffocating for Mrs Weasley.

Ron, on the other hand, looked a little aggrieved, and turned around to stare at Harry in disbelief. His mother picked up the laundry basket containing the wobbly clock, and walked out of the room angrily.

My God...you can't even take a joke here...

Fortunately, Ron didn't mention Voldemort rashly for the remaining few days. After all, Ron was still in awe of Mrs. Weasley's anger.

It made things a lot more peaceful for everyone, and Mrs Weasley didn't overdo it until dawn on Saturday, though she still looked nervous at the dinner table. Fortunately, everyone can go out, but Bill and Fleur will stay at home.

Right at the early morning dinner table, Bill handed Harry a full purse.

Where's mine? Ron asked quickly, eyes wide.

That would have been Harry's, fool, Bill said. I got it for you from your vault, Harry, because it takes at least five hours to get their gold now, and the goblins have stepped up security considerably. Two days ago Algie Philpert just Got an integrity probe in his... well, believe me, it's the easier route.

Thank you, Bill, said Harry, pocketing the gold.

He's always been so considerate, Fleur murmured adoringly, scratching Bill's nose lightly.

For a moment Ginny pretended to vomit behind Fleur's back. Ron slapped Harry hard on the back as he choked on the cornflakes.

This kind of sour smell of love made them feel uncomfortable. They usually eat a lot of dog food, but here they want to be shown?

Fan Lin didn't feel anything, but for Harry and Ron, this was a naked injury, after all, the two of them should have fantasized about Fleur a few years ago...

However, the weather on the day of going out was terrible. The sky was covered with dark clouds and looked very gloomy.

When they put on their cloaks and emerged outside, a Ministry of Magic limousine in which Harry had once traveled was waiting in the front yard.

It's so nice of Daddy to borrow these again, said Ron gratefully, giving him a big stretch as Bill and Fleur waved to them from the kitchen window as the limousine rolled smoothly out of the Burrow. .

Ron, Harry, Fan Lin, Hermione and Ginny sat in the spacious and comfortable back seat.

Don't be addicted to sitting, it's all because Harry's here, said Mr. Weasley, turning his head. He and Mrs. Weasley sat in the front seat with the Ministry driver; the front passenger seat stretched empathetically into a two-seater sofa. He's been given the highest level of security. We're meeting another set of guards at the Leaky Cauldron.

Harry didn't say anything; in fact, he didn't like shopping in the company of a large group of Aurors, but that was something that couldn't be helped, they had to cooperate.

He still had the Invisibility Cloak in his knapsack, though, and he figured that if it worked for Dumbledore, it should work for the Ministry as well, and though he thought about it now, Harry wasn't sure the Ministry knew Didn't know he had such a cloak.

Just when Harry was considering whether to use the invisibility cloak to escape, they had already arrived at their destination.

You're here, said the driver for the first time, what seemed like a split second, as he stopped on Charing Cross and parked outside the Leaky Cauldron. I'll be waiting for you at the door, can you tell me how long you'll be staying?

Two or three hours, I reckon, said Mr. Weasley.

Ah, yes, here he is! Harry followed Mr. Weasley's look out of the window; his heart jumped out.

There were no Aurors waiting outside the hotel, just a huge figure with a black beard. It was Rubeus Hagrid, the gamekeeper at Hogwarts. He was wearing a beaver fur coat, looking at Harry happily. Li, didn't pay attention to the horrified faces of the Muggle pedestrians.

Harry! he said gruffly, and Harry was hugged with such bone-crushing strength as soon as he got out of the car. happy to see you.

I'm glad, Harry grinned, rubbing his ribs.

Ah, and you! Hagrid hugged everyone one by one indifferently.

We didn't know 'guard' was referring to you!

I know, like it used to be, huh? The Ministry of Magic wanted to send a bunch of Aurors, but Dumbledore said I'd do it, Hagrid puffed out his chest proudly, stuffing his thumbs into his pockets.

The Muggles around were obviously attracted to Hagrid, after all, it's quite surprising that a guy who is almost 1.5 times your height is standing on the street.

Let's go in then—we'll come after you, Molly, Arthur—

For the first time in Harry's memory, the Leaky Cauldron was empty. Only the boss Tom remained in the lively crowd in the past, his face was haggard and his teeth were about to fall out.

Tom looked up hopefully when they came in, but before he could speak, Hagrid said seriously, Just passing by today, Tom, as you must know. Hogwarts business.

Tom nodded gloomily, and re-cleaned the glass.

For Old Tom, it was different from when he came here before. He had obviously been out of work for a long time now. Just a few weeks before Fan Fanlin came here, the number of people here was not so rare, and everyone hid in fear.

It's bad, isn't it?

One thing, but it's not unexpected. Fan Lin said, answering Hagrid's words, However, this won't last long.

Oh, I always thought so, but before that, Tom might feel a little unhappy. Hagrid said in a low voice, obviously he also wanted to stop here and have a glass of beer like before .

Let's go, the look of Diagon Alley...

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