HP Magic Biography

Pieces of clear blue sky began to appear above the towers of the castle. The bad weather in the morning seemed to be blown away by the wind blowing from somewhere. Fan Lin had wondered countless times whether this was a new round of cold snap. In fact, compared to the sweltering heat of summer, Fan Lin prefers the whiteness of cold winter.

However, from my impression, Harry liked the summer quite a bit, which meant that Quidditch games could go on as usual, and he wouldn't have to freeze like a dead dog on his broom.

Quidditch prohibits all magical items except magic brooms and Quidditch balls.

Naturally, the new generation of joke workshop magic defense cloak made by Fan Lin can't be put into actual combat.

This is a very sad thing, especially in thunderstorms, when Quidditch is played for several days, after all, the Quaffle is difficult to catch, although it will not fly too far, but in fact, Dynamic vision captures a high-speed moving object that can only be seen clearly in the palm of your hand. This is indeed a very difficult thing, and at the same time, you have to accept harassment from your opponent.

Harry remembered that the longest Quidditch game he could remember had been played for about three days.

Who knows how those people persisted, anyway, the game with Harry never lasted more than an afternoon.

However, this bright afternoon obviously cannot bring any pleasant feeling to Harry. Strictly speaking, Harry has been hit, not only in his plan to find Malfoy, but also in a discussion with the professor about that On the conversation of memories that have been hidden for ten years.

After lunch, they sat with Ron in a corner of the sunny yard. Both Hermione and Ron were trying to get interested in the Ministry of Magic's little leaflet - Common Apparition Errors and Workarounds - and even though they weren't due to take the test later today, that handbook didn't give them Anxiety brings peace.

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Remember, you need to concentrate and be clear about your destination. If you can construct a general picture in your mind, then you have basically succeeded. Fan Lin narrated slowly to ensure that Ron could write down every detail. one word.

This is a shortcut, for this exam, but after this, you must become proficient as soon as possible, otherwise it will easily lead to danger.

Dangerous? Like you were back then? Ron said in surprise.

I'm just for a special reason. Fan Lin rolled his eyes. The gift from a female nerve improved his physique, at least for magic, but it also made some of Fan Lin's magic more difficult. .

Then Hermione, you're fine. Fan Lin shook his head, signaling the girl to relax, Maybe, you can try to enter the two-dimensional space, and then choose a foothold that you like, such as how about my arms?

Hehe... Hermione looked at Fan Lin coldly, but this didn't affect a cheeky mood.

However, Harry on the side seemed a little depressed. It wasn't just a failure of the plan. Harry couldn't take the exam with them, which made Harry very uncomfortable.

Let me tell you for the last time, forget about Malfoy's plan! Hermione told Harry firmly, Harry's distressed face made Hermione a little annoying, which made it seem like the two of them were bound to fail.

I was just thinking about Professor Slughorn... Harry weakly argued,

He regretted telling Hermione about meeting Tonks now, although it made Harry gain a lot of attention...

(For the four of them, this kind of treatment is usually only enjoyed by Ron. It can be said that Ron always has amazing words?)

However, Harry's defense was interrupted by others. A girl walked over from a distance, and then scared Ron to hide behind Fan Lin and Hermione. In order to hide perfectly, Ron even bent over down the waist...

It must be admitted that the genes of the Weasley family still have great potential, at least but so far, Ron is taller than all of them.

Oh, maybe you can consider learning the Disillusionment Curse. Fan Lin said helplessly, Come out, it's not Lavender.

Oh, fortunately... Ron smiled mischievously, and returned to his seat, I'm really scared now...

That's your own business. Hermione said bluntly, and Ron didn't dare to retort. After all, Ron was surprised that he just hid behind Hermione and used it as a shield. way of doing.

Harry Potter? said the girl from a distance, Someone asked me to bring you this note.

Oh, thank you.

What is it, Dumbledore? Hermione asked.

Dumbledore won't be looking for both of us until Harry has Slughorn's memory.

Don't know... Harry said, It doesn't look like it, there's a smell of...

Harry's heart sank as he opened the parchment. After the girl couldn't hear their conversation, Harry said with some embarrassment, I don't seem to understand...wait...

It occurred to Harry that there was a glaring pool of ink in Dumbledore's long italics, which had spread across the parchment and made the contents of the note very illegible.

To be precise, where did Harry see such a font in Dumbledore, it came from...

Dear Harry Potter... Aragog (the giant spider in the Forbidden Forest) died last night. Harry, you have met him and know how special he is! Hermione, I know you were very I like him. And Fan Lin, I know your love for Fantastic Beasts, although you are a bit busy and have to give up your further studies in this field, but anyway... If you attend its funeral tonight, it will be a great help I mean a lot. I plan to hold the funeral around twilight - its favorite time of day. I know you are not allowed out of the castle at that late hour, but you can use the invisibility cloak. Don't worry about it, I Can handle everything. Hagrid...

Look at this, Harry said palely, handing the note to Hermione.

Oh, my God! Hermione also said with a changed face, and passed it to Fan Lin after a hasty glance.

Afterwards, Fan Lin's complexion also became unsightly, and the news...

Fan Lin handed the note to Ron again, and Ron read it honestly, but it was obvious that the suspicious expression on Ron's face became more and more serious.

He's crazy! said Ron furiously. He wants that monster mate to eat us! Tell them the troll has to help himself?! Well, now Hagrid wants us to go out there and cry over a hairy monster?!

Not only that, Hermione said gravely. He told us to leave the castle at night. He knows how high the security level is! Also, if we get caught, there will be trouble!

But we saw him in the night! said Harry.

Yes, but never before! said Hermione. We took the risk to save Hagrid, but anyway, Aragog died. If saving him was ever a problem—

Hmm... To be honest, I don't really want to... Fan Lin said hesitantly.

Obviously, the fear of being once dominated by spiders spread in Ron's heart.

I'm sure .

Harry, don't you go! said Hermione. It's not a good thing to be locked up for this!

Harry sighed and said, Yes, I know. But I think Hagrid is going to bury Aragog alone.

Yeah, that's all he has, said Hermione reassuringly. Look, the vial will be empty this afternoon, and we'll need a bit of 'luck' to go to our test...try to get Slughorn Let's do some more!

You think it's going to be a fifty-seven per cent chance of being lucky? said Harry bitterly.

Oh, no, I can assure you... Fan Lin shook his head, If you two remember what I said, you will definitely be able to pass the test. You two are not bad, but, Harry, you really It takes a little luck, and this is also an opportunity, a fresh giant spider that just died.

What?

Oh, yes, why didn't I think of it, Harry, lucky... Hermione said happily, Yes, what else is more worthwhile for you to keep that potion?

Harry was stunned for a moment, suddenly, as if the fog had been broken, there were memories about Slughorn, Malfoy's secret... the shape of the golden potion bottle hovered in his mind for a while; And half-baked thoughts about breaking Ginny and Dean apart... Ron seemed to want his sister to find a new boyfriend...

For an instant, everything that could be done swelled in the back of Harry's brain. These are never acknowledged except in dreams or trances...

So, Harry, are you coming with us? Hermione asked.

What? Yes, of course, he said, and stepped on after them. Well, then...if I can't talk to Slughorn this afternoon, I'll take some luck potions and go to another appointment.

Yes, that's it. Hermione looked very excited, An enjoyable date, Harry, it's just...

Oh, stop it, begged Ron? A date or something... that thing has disgusted me enough... quick, let me hide!

That's not Lavender! Hermione said impatiently, just as a group of girls appeared in the yard, Ron immediately hid again.

This is really great. Ron said excitedly.

Fan Lin looked at the girls who came over, But they don't seem very happy.

They're the Montgomery sisters. Of course they wouldn't be happy, didn't you hear what happened to their brother? said Hermione.

Honestly speaking, I don't want to spend time trying to find out what happened to everyone's relatives. Fan Lin said truthfully, And I don't know anyone.

Oh, you're the President of the Student Council, Fan Lin! Hermione said, Well, their brother was attacked by a werewolf! Legend has it that his mother refused to work for the Death Eaters. But the boy only Five years old. Even the magic hospital can't save him.

He's dead? Harry repeated in surprise. But werewolves sure never kill people!. They only make you their kind, don't they?

They kill people sometimes. Ron's face looked pale. I've heard that they did such things when they were exiled.

What's that werewolf's name? Harry asked suddenly.

Greyback! Fan Lin said, I have seen that guy, the leader of the werewolves, and he is very cruel.

I knew it was him! Lupine told me something about the one who often attacked children. Harry said grumpily.

However, when did you see him, why don't I know?

Together with Sirius, go to the underground street to get something, Fan Lin said disgustedly, I've seen him from afar.

Okay... Hermione nodded, However, I don't want to...

Of course, I will notify you. Fan Lin said sincerely, after the secret was made public, naturally there was no need to continue to hide it.

So, first Harry, you're going to find that memory, Hermione said. It's all about stopping Voldemort, isn't it? He's responsible for these horrible things.

The castle bell rang and Hermione jumped up nervously.

You'll do well, Harry told them as they rounded off to take their exams with the other students. Good luck.

You too, said Hermione meaningfully.

Harry turned back to the dungeon.

There were only three people going to class, Harry, Ernie and Malfoy.

Not yet 17, can't take the exam? Slughorn said kindly. They all nodded.

Okay. Since we're few, let's do something fun. I hope you guys make something amazing.

Sounds wonderful, Professor. Ernie made a look eager to try. But Malfoy didn't smile, and said grumpily, What is your so-called amazing thing.

Something that surprises me, Slughorn replied briskly. Malfoy opened his Advanced Potion Making Guide grimly, but he? , the expression on his face said it all, it was obvious that he thought class was a waste of time.

Over his book, Harry thought, glancing at Malfoy, no doubt he was nostalgic for his time in the ladies' room?

In other words, does Malfoy have some strange habit, and he seems to have found an incredible way to open it.

It must be an illusion, but Malfoy looked thinner like Tonks! His face was still pale, and his skin was still gray. It's probably because it hasn't been exposed to sunlight recently. He lacked his inherent reserve, high spirits and arrogance. Without his arrogance on the Hogwarts Express, when he was flaunting the mission Voldemort had given him... Harry thought there was only one explanation: that mission, whatever it was, hadn't gone well.

Possibly, no... definitely... Harry's eyes almost lit up.

Encouraged by this thought, Harry started browsing his book. He found a Half-Blood Prince's modified magical potion, which didn't seem to have the same ingredients as the professor's.

But it occurred to Harry that maybe that would put the Professor in a good mood. And if Harry convinced him to take some it might unlock his memory.

Okay, that looks perfect, said the professor an hour and a half later, wiping his hands and looking at the golden liquid in Harry's large cauldron. ？嗯嗯嗯嗯嗯……你加了一根薄荷枝，是吗？不同的，但这是灵感吧，哈利，当然，那会产生平均的副反应……我实在不知道你从那得到these inspirations, my child...unless...

Before Slughorn could finish speaking, Harry quickly threw the Half-Blood Prince's book into the bag at his feet.

Perhaps your mother's genes reappeared in you!

Oh... maybe. Harry said reassuringly.

Ernie seemed in a bad mood; trying to outshine Harry once, he had rashly created a preparation of his own, but it had solidified into a purple dumpling-like solid in his cauldron.

Malfoy had already bottled his new reagent with a dark face, but the professor only announced that he just passed.

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