HP Magic Biography

One evening a few days later, Harry, Ron, and Ginny lined up by the kitchen fireplace to return to Hogwarts.

For safety reasons, this time the Ministry of Magic arranged a temporary Floo connection to bring the students back to school safely.

The Hogwarts Express seemed a bit unsafe at this juncture. After all, a train traveling across half of England, especially with key characters like Harry Potter on board, was not something the Ministry of Magic could rest assured about. things.

Since Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, Bill and Fleur had all gone to work, only Mrs. Weasley saw them off.

In fact, Mrs Weasley shed tears at the parting. No doubt Mrs. Weasley has been particularly sentimental lately; ever since Percy burst out of the house on Christmas Day with glasses splattered with parsnip-root juice (Fred, George and Ginny all claimed credit for it), she has been will cry.

Percy is back?

It's not the way everyone imagined, but at least, it makes Harry feel pretty good, but Scrimgeour is not so friendly. Speaking of which, this is the first time in Harry's life that he calmly satirizes someone...

In other words, a department, an entire authority, or a country...

Oh, I'm sorry, although the Ministry of Magic may represent a country in a sense, but as a turning point, Fudge doesn't seem to have played a very good link between the past and the future, and even, was he seized power?

In any case, a regime that has lost its credibility does not seem to have any representative significance. Even if the new leader is trying to change, Scrimgeour's approach still has not changed much. In essence, perhaps Scrimgeour Jay is just a Fudge with a different point of view and a little more decisiveness.

Fan Lin obtained this point from his appearance, after all, Scrimgeour is a bit more vicious than Fudge.

But none of these were that important to Harry. Even though Fan Lin had systematically analyzed the current situation of the Ministry of Magic with him, he didn't know how much Harry had listened to.

Maybe it's because Dumbledore invited Van Lin and Hermione and left him at the Burrow for a few days?

Anyway, this made Harry a little upset, but there were more important things to do right now, for example, how to appease a sentimental middle-aged woman who might become her own mother-in-law?

However, Ginny now has a boyfriend.

Harry's mood is a bit complicated, if possible...

Stop crying, Mum, Ginny patted Mrs. Weasley on the back, who was sobbing on her daughter's shoulder. It's fine……

Yeah, don't worry about us, said Ron, giving his mother a big kiss on the cheek, and don't worry about Percy either. He's a big fool, it's really no loss, is it?

Mrs. Weasley cried even harder as she hugged Harry.

Promise me you'll take care of yourself... stay out of trouble...

Harry could readily accept the first sentence, but the second sentence... Isn't this what Fred and George often say?

Harry felt that his image could be salvaged simply...

I've always been, Mrs. Weasley,

said Harry. I like a quiet life, you know me.

perhaps?

In fact, even Harry himself would have doubts of one sort or another.

However, this kind of rhetoric is more useful than Fred and George. Look, this is credibility...

Mrs. Weasley smiled through tears and stood aside.

Be good then, all of you...

Harry stepped into the emerald-green flames, shouting, Hogwarts! with one last brief glimpse of the Weasley kitchen and Mrs Weasley's tear-stained face before being engulfed in flames; He twirled rapidly, passing the other wizard's houses dimly before his eyes, but drifted away before he could see them clearly; then he began to slow down, and finally came to a solid stop in the fireplace of Professor McGonagall's office.

Professor McGonagall barely lifted his eyes as he crawled out of the fireplace.

Good evening, Potter. Please try not to get ashes on the carpet.

Oh, yes, Professor. Harry stood up stiffly, straightened his glasses, and wiped his hair, when Ron emerged spinning from the fireplace. After Ginny came out, they left Professor McGonagall's office and walked towards the Gryffindor Tower.

Harry glanced out as he passed the corridor window; the sun had already dipped below the horizon, and the ground was covered with snow thicker than in the Burrow gardens. He could see Hagrid feeding Buckbeak in the distance in front of his hut.

The clown's cane, said Ron confidently, and they had reached the Fat Lady, looking paler than usual, startled by Ron's loud voice.

No, she said.

What is 'no'?

It's a new password, the fat lady said weakly. And please don't yell.

But we went home, how could we—?

Hey, Harry! Ginny! Hermione hurried over to them, her face was flushed, she was wearing a cloak, hat and gloves, and then came Fan Lin. Covered with snow, perhaps due to the lack of people, the corridors of Hogwarts Castle were unusually cold this year.

We only got back a few hours ago, and, besides, I just went to see Hagrid and Buck—Wetherwin, I mean, she said breathlessly. Did you have a good Christmas?

Yeah, Ron was a little uncomfortable. He seemed to be ignored, so he said immediately, There's a lot going on, Rufus Skrein—

But Hermione obviously didn't intend to take care of him.

I have something for you, Harry, said Hermione without looking at Ron or showing that she heard what Ron said. Oh, wait a minute—password. Quit drinking.

Correct, said the Fat Lady feebly, opening the portrait to reveal the portrait hole.

What happened to her? Harry asked.

Obviously I indulged during the Christmas season, Fan Lin rolled his eyes, and led the way to the crowded common room.

She and her friend Violet drank all the wine in that picture, the 'Drunken Friar' down the hallway of the Charms classroom. Anyway... Hermione went on, looking It sounded like the two of them were talking about cross talk, but Harry was the only audience.

Hermione rummaged in her pocket for a while and pulled out a roll of parchment with Dumbledore's handwriting on it.

Great, Harry quickly untied it, only to find that Dumbledore's next class was scheduled for tomorrow night. I've got a lot to tell him—and you. Let's sit down and say—

But at this moment, there was a loud scream Wow-Wow!, and Lavender Brown flew over from nowhere and fell into Ron's arms. The few people next to him giggled.

To be honest, Lavender was a little too enthusiastic, but Ron didn't seem to be used to it.

But this at least alleviated Ron's embarrassment of being ignored. In fact, Ron also wanted to understand that Hermione was his good friend. His behavior before, as a boy, was indeed a bit bad, but now, it is obvious that Hermione Min took the initiative.

Oh, well, leave them alone. Hermione said quickly, completely ignoring Ron who was feeding Harry dog ​​food.

It seems that she often does this too... since the Three Witches Fighting Competition?

Hey, there's a table here... come here, Ginny?

No thanks, I promised to meet Dean, but Harry couldn't help noticing that her voice wasn't very enthusiastic. Abandoning Ron and Lavender who were engaged in a standup wrestling match, Fan Lin led Hermione to sit at the empty table.

How was your Christmas, you two? Harry asked quickly.

Oh, I'll talk about it later... Fan Lin said with a headache, being chased by a group of skeletons, this is not some kind of entertainment that can relax people's mind.

Compared to this... Hermione hesitated for a while. Obviously, at least he couldn't tell Harry about going to the North Pole. It's better to leave it to Fan Lin. After all, he is better at this, and he has concealed it from them for more than two years. .

How are you doing at Ginny's house?

I'll tell you right away, said Harry. Hermione, can't you—?

No, I can't, she said flatly. So stop trying in vain.

You know, I thought it was a Christmas holiday— Harry wanted to argue for Ron, but obviously, Hermione didn't intend to let Ron go so easily.

Teach Ron a lesson?

Come on, she's not Ginny, and technically, Hermione has nothing to do with the Weasleys.

Well, friendship, and now, Ron has been blacklisted.

It was the Fat Lady who drank a barrel of five-hundred-year-old wine, Harry, not me. What important news do you want to tell me? She looked so fierce that Harry knew there was no need to argue with her at this time, So he dropped the subject of Ron.

Okay... Harry shrugged helplessly at Fan Lin. It seemed that Harry had also decided to give up his plan to help Ron. Well, Harry is being blacklisted by Hermione...

With Hermione's temper, it's not impossible for this to happen, on the contrary, Hermione is absolutely capable of it, if Harry plans to talk to Hermione in the next month, it's best to give up this dissatisfaction It's a sensible idea.

At Ron... I mean, Ginny... oh, Mrs. Weasley's house... Harry said a little grimly, technically it's doing pretty well.

Strictly speaking? Hermione raised her voice. When did you start talking like that?

Hey...it's not a bad thing. Fan Lin quickly took it over. Hermione's temper exploded a little in the past two days. Hermione, who used to be gentle, cute and a little sexy, was gone forever on the road of being a hostess. , Fan Lin could clearly feel the decline of his status.

Using what Sirius had taught him?

Marriage is the end of love?

What kind of mess is this...

The old bachelor Sirius hadn't even found a decent girlfriend.

Fan Lin didn't intend to give Hermione a chance to punish him, So, is there anything special?

Oh, there were some, said Harry. I had a dream.

About Voldemort?

Uh... Harry hesitated, I'm not sure...

I mean, I didn't see any vision of Voldemort in my dream, but actually I think...

He's right there, isn't it, all this has something to do with Voldemort? Fan Lin said.

Oh, yes! Harry looked at the junior students who had just come in from outside, as well as Lavender and Ron who were already chewing together.

Actually, I feel connected to Voldemort, very real, but vague.

Oh, please, that's for sure. Fan Lin shook his head, It is impossible for Voldemort to open his spiritual world to you unsuspectingly, especially after he has suffered a lot, and wants to deceive him through you It's a hard thing to do, in fact, I'm surprised you're still seeing images, so, what's that about?

Darkness...I smell blood, discordant light, and the cries of children, of course, not limited to this. Harry said, But every time I want to see the hazy picture clearly, will be pushed out.

Push it out?

Just waking up, my mind is resisting me doing that, it's dangerous, it's like having a... siren in my head? Harry tried to describe the feeling, Oh, yes, I still watch until something stood up, but I'm not sure what it was, anyway, as soon as I got close, I was pushed out.

When did it happen? Fan Lin asked.

Before Christmas, I didn't pay much attention to it at first, said Harry, but then, I saw it a few times, maybe sometimes it was different, but, I can't remember, it was very vague.

Oh. Fan Lin had a headache, he just got out of a pile of junk, and then fell into another hole?

This is not an interesting life experience. Although Fan Lin thought that it might not be smooth sailing on his life path, the road in front of him is definitely full of devastation.

Sometimes it's Dumbledore's hole, sometimes it's Harry, Tom Riddle, Death, or some other god?

It's not fun at all.

What's wrong with you... not feeling well? Harry asked, Do you need to...

Oh, it's okay, I'm fine, it's just that... Can Hermione give me some comfort? Fan Lin said shamelessly, and before Hermione could react, he fell towards Hermione.

Rarely, Hermione didn't dodge, which was a breakthrough.

This was the first time Hermione let him lean so close after honestly explaining everything about the Grim Reaper.

Is the time for sanctions over?

Fan Lin couldn't help thinking happily.

But Harry looked a little confused, he could clearly see the impatience on Hermione's face, it was like an accusation, for example, the translation should be, never seen such a brazen person.

It probably meant that, at least with Harry's head, he couldn't think of any good explanation.

I advise you to use Animagus like a human being or if you don't want to, I don't mind you using Animagus! Hermione said coldly, Fan Lin was not moved at all.

So, you two... what's up? Harry swallowed.

Oh, it's okay, it's just a little family conflict, harmless, harmless... Fan Lin sat up with a sneer, with an unnatural expression.

So, what happened next?

What happened next?

Of course it's a dream. Fan Lin said, with such an interruption, they almost forgot what they were discussing before.

Oh, later...

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