HP Magic Biography

Would Ron be more surprised if Ron knew that Fan Lin had exchanged with exchange students from the two schools immediately after going out?

The Three Witches Fighting Competition is really an exciting event when you think about it, but...

Sorry, Ron, but I still want to ask, are you really overtaking Harry? ... I ... I mean, taking the last place from Harry?

Perhaps, this matter can rise to the level of a meme in Gryffindor.

Fred and George definitely knew about it, and it was something Ron would never forget.

However, the price for this was Ron's ugly face, and he was almost leaving here.

Fan Lin would be very happy, but please take Harry away, and keep Hermione...

This seemed impossible, Hermione would not give Fan Lin a chance to leave her alone.

What are you holding in your hand? Fan Lin asked, pointing to the book in Hermione's hand.

I'm going to tell you about this, said Hermione, straightening up in her chair to do so.

Sirius sent people to send all our books for this semester, and he also asked me to warn you, the reporter of the Daily Prophet, and that Rita, they are all looking for you like crazy now.

Find me?

Fan Lin was slightly taken aback.

Of course it's because of what happened last night. The power you showed is too powerful. Combined with your identity...

This is really too bad. Fan Lin said.

It's more than that. Maybe it will get worse after a while. Now you should be glad that they didn't take pictures of your face.

This is indeed something to be thankful for. Fan Lin nodded, Is there anything else that is bad?

That's not true, but the Ministry of Magic will award you the Order of Merlin, First Class, but I think you should be aware of this.

Hermione spoke quickly, and after a while, Hermione narrated the changes in the seven hours after Fan Lin fell asleep from beginning to end.

never been this bad,

When I was in the second grade, I tried to imitate Gilderoy Lockhart to make money, I must have gone crazy.

Generally speaking, these news were not very good for Fan Lin, and this pushed him to the cusp of the storm.

This is really too much trouble.

One hundred thousand wizards were saved, and this exaggerated description was believed. This shows how deep the impression those Death Eaters left on the British wizarding world.

...and the International Anti-Dark Wizards Alliance. These letters have been sent to Dumbledore. If you want to read them, you can ask Hedwig to pick them up. Harry's owl hasn't been active for a long time.

Hermione finished speaking in one breath, she felt that she needed a big glass of water to reward herself, and it would be perfect if it was cold.

No...Let's stay with Dumbledore. These things are too troublesome. If possible, I would rather the person last night was an Auror.

They were all stalked, and Scrimgeour went back and gave these men a hard lesson, said Harry.

Sirius and Mr. Weasley are back? Fan Lin asked.

Well, I came back, but after sitting for less than five minutes, they went out again to deal with your business, those Ministry of Magic people. Harry said.

This made Fan Lin feel sorry, but if he was really allowed to go to the Ministry of Magic...

At least he doesn't want to go right now, but for the Medal of the Order of Merlin, it would be even more perfect if it could be delivered by an owl.

So, until school starts, we can only stay here?

Yes! Hermione nodded.

Can't even go to Diagon Alley?

That's right!

The concise and clear answer was replaced by Fan Lin's rare freedom.

The Weasleys' house is not as fun as Diagon Alley, and they have their own factory, which he hasn't visited in person. It's completely managed by Professor Lupine, and Fan Lin feels a little sorry for Professor Lupine.

One more thing. Harry said suddenly, I didn't say it until you woke up.

What's up?

Everyone looked at Harry curiously. Harry stayed with the few of them from the beginning to the end. If you didn't count going to the bathroom, Harry didn't have anything unusual at all.

Just last night, my scar has been hurting, and after going back to the tent to rest, I had nightmares, and the scar hurt even more.

This is not difficult to understand, last night's operation failed, Voldemort's mood is naturally...

What did you see last night, Harry? Fan Lin asked.

He was angry, he was furious, but he didn't kill people, Harry said. He's never been that angry. I can totally feel it.

But, he...he wasn't there yesterday, said Ron, there's only those vampires and...and...

And the Death Eater. Hermione said, Maybe he's hiding on that Death Eater, think about Quirrell, isn't he just an example, maybe he hid behind that person's head, and then conjured up His mark.

Ron shivered slightly, thinking like this.

But……

Alright Harry, don't think too much... Fan Lin said quickly, this is not a good topic.

You should be clear, that black magic, which made you have some connection with him, and it's not terrible, he failed, it's a good thing, or, it's some bad effects of this magic , generally speaking, yesterday is over, isn't it?

Okay, stop talking about these things, said Ron, we can change to something else.

What time is it? Fan Lin asked.

Two o'clock in the afternoon, Ron replied quickly, you can have dinner, and before that, you can use some bread, but you shouldn't be able to exercise vigorously.

Fan Lin nodded with a wry smile, Ron's analysis really hit the nail on the head.

So... Ron thought...

Come and play Quidditch in the orchard, Harry, Ron called. Come on - three on three, Bill, Charlie and Fred. George playing...

Ron, said Hermione in a you're not at all sane tone, Harry doesn't want to play Quidditch right now...he's worried, and he's tired too...

Tired? We've just woken up, and, maybe Harry wants to try out those superb moves, the ones at the World Cup last night...

Yes, I want to play Quidditch, said Harry suddenly. Wait a minute, I'm going to get my rocket crossbow.

Hermione left the room, muttering something along the way, like boys or something.

Neither Mr Weasley nor Percy was home for the next week. Every day they leave before the whole family gets up and come back after dinner.

It's clearly a riot, Percy said solemnly to them on the Sunday night before they returned to Hogwarts. If you don't just open the growler, it explodes, and the charred marks are all over my desk. My best quill has turned to ashes.

Why do they send Roaring Bombs? asked Ginny, who was walking on the rug in front of the fire in her living room, smearing her copy of A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi.

They're complaining about the security measures at the World Cup, replied Percy, and they're asking for compensation for their damaged property. Mandantas. Freys' request for a twelve-bedroom apartment , with Sweet's tent. But I've got his actual condition. I know, in fact, that he was sleeping under a cloak propped up on sticks.

Mr. Weasley looked at the grandfather clock in the corner. Harry liked the clock, and although it was useless if you wanted to tell the time from it, it was valuable. It has nine gold hands, each bearing the name of a member of the Weasley family. There are no numbers on the face of the clock, showing where each family member might be. There are home, school

and Work, but also Missing, Hospital, Prison and where the number 12 should be on an ordinary clock, there is Deadly Danger.

This is a kind of brilliant blood magic. The past of the Weasley family is not as simple as it seems on the surface, but Mr. Weasley prefers to live close to Muggles.

From the full-length mirror that only high-ranking nobles would use, it can be seen that the Weasley family has many valuable things, but Mr. Weasley prefers to keep them rather than trade them for a better life.

Eight of the clock's hands were pointing to Home, but the longest hand, representing Mr. Weasley, was also pointing to Work.

It seemed that Mr. Weasley was really busy, which made Mrs. Weasley not in a very good mood. .

Mrs. Weasley sighed. We've seen your father be in the office on weekends since 'the man', she said. The dinner was ruined again.

Is Dad trying to make amends for what he did at the game? Percy said. In fact, it's a little unwise for him to make a statement to the public before he's cleared it up to the department—

Don't blame your father for something written by that damned woman Rita! Mrs. Weasley immediately retorted excitedly.

It's a disgrace if Dad doesn't say anything and old Little says there's no one in the cabinet to explain, said Bill, who was playing chess with Ron.

Rita Skeeter embarrasses everyone, remember she interviewed all the Gringotts spellbreakers and called me a long-haired pig.

Oh, dear, a little longer, said Mrs. Weasley, if you'll let me—

No, Mom.

The Weasley family is very kind, they know what Fan Lin is afraid of now, so they will never mention those interviews or honors that make Fan Lin feel bad in front of Fan Lin.

As the rain beat on the living room window, Hermione was absorbed in The Standard Textbook of Spells. In the book Fourth Grade, it was sent by Sirius. .

Charlie was sewing a fireproof hood, and Harry was oiling his rocket crossbow. The original broom kit that Hermione had given him for his thirteenth birthday was unrolled and lay at his feet.

Fred and George were in a far corner, picking their teeth and talking quietly, their heads huddled together on a piece of parchment.

What are you two doing? shrieked Mrs. Weasley, her eyes resting sharply on the twins.

Homework! Fred replied vaguely.

Don't be silly, you're on vacation! said Mrs. Weasley.

Yes, we're late, George replied.

You're not going to write a new order, are you? asked Mrs. Weasley sensitively.

You don't want to start over, do you?

Mother, said Fred, looking up at her with a look of pain on his face, if tomorrow the Hogwarts Express crashes and George and I die, when you know the last we heard What do you think of baseless accusations?

Everyone laughed, even Mrs. Weasley.

This pair of live treasures can liven up the atmosphere, which is what Fan Lin likes about them.

In fact, these two people are studying the method newly given by Fan Lin.

This looks high-end, using alchemy to produce Weasley joke products, and as soon as they get to Hogwarts, the plans of the two can begin to be implemented.

Oh, your father's back! said Mrs. Weasley suddenly, looking at the clock again.

Mr. Weasley's clock suddenly jumped from 'Work' to 'Travel', and a second later, it jumped to 'Home' again, with the others, who heard him call them from the kitchen.

Come on, Arthur! said Mrs. Weasley, getting up and coming out of the room.

The arrival of Mr. Weasley was welcomed by everyone, which meant that they were going to have dinner, and the few snacks were almost starving to death.

The newly bought cakes from Sirius, and the Chinese dishes made by How Chang.

It has to be said that Dobby is still very talented in this respect.

After eating, Fan Lin still had to deal with those terrible things.

He is so famous, in the whole world.

Sufficient strength and a topical age have allowed Fan Lin to capture a large number of admirers.

In particular, it is unknown who leaked the photos of Fan Lin studying at Hogwarts and Beauxbatons.

Maybe Colin, or...

In short, those pink envelopes are like the devil, and someone even added a love potion.

Ghost XX love potion, did this want Fan Lin's life?

Dobby couldn't deal with those bad letters at all. As the reports fermented, there was no time for the mailbox to rest.

People who are walking seem to know the truth, and there are voices of doubt.

However, these are minor issues.

What's more, after those pink letters came, Hermione was not willing to talk to him, which was definitely a very serious problem.

Fan Lin ordered Dobby to burn all those pink letters, but it was of no avail.