HP Magic Biography

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In fact, at the beginning of the banquet, the heat never stopped.

Ron was furiously showing off his new broom to anyone who would listen.

...should be seventy yards every ten seconds, isn't it? The Comet 290 series is only sixty yards, and it has a rather generous rear fin that's modeled off of which broomstick?

Hermione was very enthusiastically discussing her views on house-elves' rights with Lupine.

I don't think it makes any more sense than the racial segregation of werewolves, does it? This sort of thing stems from the horrible idea that wizards think they're superior to other creatures...

Mrs. Weasley still had constant arguments with Bill over his hair.

In fact, Mrs. Weasley is not satisfied with Bill's appearance, because Mrs. Weasley has discussed this matter with Bill more than once, and every conversation is painful, Mrs. Weasley will always bring out some other questions.

Take Mrs. Weasley's warm treatment of Tonks, for example.

In the Weasley family, Tonks is currently the most popular girl, Hermione has long since become a thing of the past, and right now, Bill's matter is the most important thing.

Bill hasn't confessed about Fleur yet. According to Fan Lin's news, it is obvious that the two hooked up together, but Mrs. Weasley obviously doesn't like Fleur. In Mrs. Weasley's opinion, Don Kex is pretty good.

A born Animagus, unquestionably gifted and down-to-earth, a Ministry of Magic Auror.

...It's really beyond the limit. You are very handsome. If your hair were shorter, you would be much more handsome, wouldn't you, Harry?

Oh, I don't know— Harry panicked slightly when asked his opinion, and walked over to the corner surrounded by Fred, George, and Mundungus.

Mundungus fell silent when he saw Harry approaching, but Fred gave Harry a wink and told him to come.

It's okay, he told Mundungus, we can trust Harry, he's our sponsor.

Look what the old man brought us? said George, showing Harry his hand. His palms were full of what looked like withered black pods. Although they were perfectly still, there was a faint clicking sound. These are the seeds of Poison Beard, George said. We're going to use him to make a Snake Cutting Box, but they're super banned items, so it's a little troublesome for us to get them.

How about these ten galleon coins, old Don, said Fred.

Think of the trouble I'm going to face, huh? Mundungus said. His flabby, bloodshot eyes narrowed even wider now. I'm sorry, boys, but if it's under 20 galleons, I won't make a dime.

Oldon likes to make little jokes like that, Fred said to Harry. Yes, his proudest achievement so far was selling a pack of deformed feathers for six silver sickle coins.

Be careful. Harry reminded them in a low voice.

What? said Fred. It's all right, Mom was busy whispering to Prefect Ron.

But Moody can see you with his magical eyes, Harry reminded. Mundungus looked behind him nervously.

Nice reminder, he muttered, well, boys, ten galleons, take them now.

Well done, Harry! said Fred cheerfully, as Mundungus dumped all the seeds in his pocket into the twins' hands and hurried to the table, we'd better take these upstairs... ...

Harry watched them leave with some uneasiness - Mr. and Mrs. Weasley had always wondered how Fred and George got their 'joke shop' funded, and they would eventually find out that it had something to do with him . Giving the twins the prize money from the Triwizard Tournament was a simple thing to do at the time, but what if it caused unrest in another family and made the twins as estranged from the family as Percy? If Mrs. Weasley finds out that he helped Fred and George into careers she didn't want,

Would she still see him as her son? The twins went upstairs, and Harry stood there feeling guilty. Suddenly Harry heard his name being spoken, and Kingsley's deep voice was recognizable despite the sound of conversation all around him.

Why didn't Dumbledore choose Harry as a prefect? Kensley asked.

He has his reasons, Lupine replied. But doing so can show our trust in Harry. If it were me, I would choose to do this.

Kensley insisted, especially with the Daily Prophet taunting Harry every few days...

However, there is also that boy from the Order of the Phoenix, Fan Lin. In fact, I think he is more suitable, and he doesn't have so many troubles. Speaking of which, he is still your boss, Remus.

You mean Fan Lin, maybe Dumbledore has other arrangements for him. In fact, you also know that the kid's focus is not on Hogwarts...

Harry didn't look back, he didn't want Lupine or Kensley to know he was listening to them. Though not hungry, he returned to the dinner table with Mundungus, enthusiasm for the celebration evaporating as fast as it came—he wished he could go upstairs to bed, but he still wanted to wait for Van Lin Sirius and Hagrid came back. .

Moody was sniffing hard at a chicken leg, but apparently he didn't see any trace of poison, because then he ate it.

The handle is made of Spanish rubber, painted with protective paint, and has an anti-shock device... Ron was introducing to Tonks.

Crack...

Accompanied by a crisp sound, Mrs. Black's roar interrupted the happy atmosphere of the banquet.

Oh, Sirius, I suggest you use a magic circle to protect that house, so as to ensure that Mrs. Black will not receive any harm, and... oh, forget it, I thought someone would come to welcome us.

It doesn't look like we're very popular.

With a bang, Harry saw Hermione give up the topic he was most interested in, pushed the table away and rushed out excitedly.

Harry hurriedly followed Hermione, and when he was still in the corridor, Harry saw Hermione throw herself into someone's arms. The treatment was the same as when he had just arrived, but it was very different.

You're back. Harry said excitedly, Fan Lin, Sirius...uh... Hagrid didn't come back with you?

Hagrid is enjoying the warmth of his long-lost relatives. Although the warmth has to be discounted, you don't have to worry about whether Hagrid is doing well. Fan Lin said with a smile.

I'm back.

Fan Lin lightly pecked Hermione's face, and then Hermione blushed and quickly withdrew from her arms, but only pushed away a little distance.

I don't suggest that you two do this here. Didn't you see that this place is so big?

Oh, I believe this will not trouble Harry. Fan Lin said, but the two of them still gave way to Harry.

Sirius. Harry gave Sirius a hug with excitement on his face. Although he can be regarded as half the owner of the house living here, his godfather is not around, so there is always something missing.

Sirius, you know...we've been dumped, and it looks like we'll have to join the party halfway.

Oh, of course, as a matter of fact, we've only just begun, said Mrs. Weasley. Today is a day to celebrate, and the mission of the two prefects and the two of you has been a complete success.

Two prefects? Fan Lin looked at the girl next to him, So, Sirius, do you still insist on your opinion?

Oh, of course, if it's what you said, you can make a request.

Very good. Fan Lin nodded, So, our new Gryffindor prefects are Hermione and Ron?

How do you know? Hermione looked at Fan Lin in surprise, I thought you would think...

Myself, and Harry? Fan Lin shook his head and said, This is not a good choice, at least in Dumbledore's opinion, Harry is not suitable, and as for me, you should know that I am not willing.

Yes, that's right, so let's go in, everyone is waiting. Mrs. Weasley said, We have prepared some sumptuous dinner parties, and we are waiting for you to join us now...