HP Magic Biography

The small room of the Dursley family was bustling like never before. Most importantly, most of the people who gathered here were the most hated group of people by the owner of the house. Many of them had dealt with Vernon and even threatened him.

But now that the Dursleys have left, no matter what the reason is, Fan Lin must protect them.

The second question is: you're underage, so that means you still have to obey that rule.

But you didn't either...

He's not like you, Sirius said, Van Lin's trace has been taken out, unless you want to throw away your wand.

This is impossible……

So, statutes! statutes! Mad-Eye said impatiently. Spells that detect magical activity around minors, that's how the Minister finds minors casting spells illegally! If you, or anything around you People, cast a spell to take you out of here, Dikniss will know immediately, and of course the Death Eaters will too.

So, Harry, now we can't wait for the mark to expire, because the protective spell your mother put on you will expire as soon as you become an adult. It won't be long before the people of Diknis will catch you Stop. Fan Lin frowned and said, regarding Voldemort's progress, Fan Lin still felt a headache, so that he had to plan ahead, and the Death Eaters happened to be stuck at the critical point of Harry's adulthood.

Harry couldn't help secretly admiring this unknown Dickness.

Then what shall we do?

We have only one method, and that is the only way that the mark cannot be traced, because we don't need to use magic: brooms, thestrals, and Hagrid's motorcycle. Fan Lin said helplessly, so, this is The suggestion given by Mr. Moody, in fact, I also thought about switching to the Muggle method, but the problem is that this will cause unnecessary casualties, and, it can be seen that the Death Eaters have almost blocked London, if we To get out, you'll have to fight the Death Eaters...

This is already the best result. If we use magic, the Ministry of Magic will lock our location soon, which will expose the Order of the Phoenix...

However, the problem is that the Order of the Phoenix is ​​no longer a secret, and we can uphold Dumbledore's purpose...

You're going to trust Scrimgeour? Moody asked.

In some cases...

Okay, we are now implementing the plan, not discussing the feasibility! Moody was a little impatient, Your mother's spell will expire under two circumstances: when you are an adult or... Moody pointed to the kitchen With a casual wave of your arm, You don't call this place your 'home' anymore. You and your aunt and uncle are parting ways tonight, which means you won't be living together anymore, right?

Harry nodded. So, when you leave this time, you won't come back again, so the magic will also expire the moment you step out of the room. We plan to make it invalid in advance, because otherwise, the mysterious man will be in front of you The moment of adulthood comes to catch you.

For us, the only advantage is that Voldemort doesn't know that we will come to take you away tonight. Fan Lin frowned, and regarding Moody's plan, We have leaked a little fake news to the Ministry of Magic: They'll think you won't be leaving until thirty days ago. But we're dealing with You-Know-Who, so we can't expect him to believe the fake news either; he's sure to have a bunch of Death Eaters patrolling the skies over the area Just in case. So we cast as many protection spells as possible on a dozen houses so they can't be sure which house we're hiding you in, and they all have some connection to the Order of the Phoenix: Mine The house, Kingsley's residence, Molly's Aunt Muriel's house, do you understand?

Great, Harry said, not really thinking it was such a good idea, because he still found a loophole. You're going to Tonks' parents. Once you're under the protective spell we put in there, you can use the Portkey to get to the Burrow. Any questions?

Uh... there is one,

said Harry. Maybe they didn't know which of the twelve houses I was in in the first place, but wouldn't we be too conspicuous? He quickly counted the number of people, Fourteen of us are flying to Tonks' parents' house together?

Ah, said Moody, I forgot to mention the most important point. We won't all be fourteen. There will be seven Harry Potters flying through the sky tonight.

With that, Moody pulled a bottle of what looked like mud from under his cloak. No need to say anything, Harry immediately understood the whole content of the plan.

No! he protested loudly, his voice could be heard all over the kitchen. Absolutely not!

I told them that's how you're going to react, said Hermione triumphantly. You think I'm going to risk six people's lives...

...because it's the first time we've risked it for you, said Ron.

That's different, pretending to be me—

Well, Harry, none of us want to pretend to be you, said Fred sincerely, what if something goes wrong and we're always the skinny monkeys?

Harry didn't smile. If I don't cooperate, you can't do that, you have to use my hair.

Yeah, that's where the plan fails, George said. Obviously we can't get your hair if you don't cooperate. Yeah, fifteen of us are going to get a non-magic one A few hairs of the fool's, we ain't got no chance, said Fred.

Funny, said Harry, that's funny.

If violence has to be used, Harry, we will. Moody snarled and glared at Harry, his magic eyes quivering a little in their sockets, the people here are grown-ups, and they're all ready to take risks for you.

Muggletons shrugged and made an ugly face. The magic eye glanced suddenly from Moody's head to his side.

Stop arguing, time waits for no one, give me some of your hair, boy, right now.

This is crazy, there's no need to...

It's not necessary! Moody began to growl. You-Know-Who is with us and has already controlled half of the Ministry of Magic. You think it's unnecessary? Potter, if we're lucky he'll believe that fake news and then Plans to catch you again when you're an adult, but there's no way he doesn't have a Death Eater or two on the trail - and I'd do the same. They might not be able to find you yet or It's this house, but the protective spell is about to wear off, and they know your approximate location. Our only chance is to pretend to be you and cover you from here. Not even You-Know-Who can't make seven of himself Bar!