HP Magic Biography

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Oh, stop all misunderstandings! said Hermione hastily. Listen, we've been told what you overheard with your bugging ears last night.

Yeah! growled Harry, burying his hands deep in his pockets when he saw the snowflakes falling fast outside, it's all about me, isn't it? Well, I'm getting used to it all .”

We wanted to talk to you, Harry, Ginny said reassuringly, but you've been hiding since you came back from St. Mungo's Hospital until now...

I don't want to talk to anyone, said Harry, increasingly annoyed.

Hey, that's the stupidest thing about you! Ginny said angrily. You know, you don't know anyone who has been controlled by that man except me. Only I can tell you how it feels to be controlled!

Harry said nothing, letting the words hit him hard.

Sorry, I forgot. Harry said apologetically.

You're lucky, Ginny said flatly.

I'm sorry, Harry said seriously, I see. So, do you think I'm being controlled by that man?

Well, can you remember everything you've done? Ginny asked, is there a long gap in your memory where you don't know what you did during that time?

Harry searched hard in his mind.

No, he said.

Then that person hasn't controlled you yet. Ginny said lightly, When he did that to me, every time I couldn't remember what I had done in the previous few hours, I would find out I'm somewhere, but I don't know how I got there.

Harry could hardly believe her, but couldn't help feeling better inside. The concubinage dream I had about your father being attacked, though...

Harry, you've had dreams like this before, said Hermione. Last year you had a flash of what Voldemort was doing.

It's different this time, said Harry, shaking his head. I'm inside him, standing there for real, not a third person. It feels like I'm him. If Voldemort had me for some purpose Instant transfer to London...

Hermione was annoyed, When you read that one day, that might remind you that you can't pop in and out of Hogwarts. Not even Voldemort can make you fly out of your dormitory, Harry.

You didn't leave your bed, man, said Ron. I saw you toss and turn in your sleep for at least a minute before we could wake you.

Actually, it's a good thing, Harry. Fan Lin said.

A good thing? Harry couldn't believe it, How could it be a good thing, me...me and him...

Because you can know what he's doing, and Dumbledore has worked hard on it for twelve years, but since he came back, it's completely out of control.

You mean, I can see him? Harry asked in disbelief. It really happened?

No, not absolutely. Fan Lin shook his head and said, Do you remember the last time you saw him?

Harry thought for a moment, Sirius, before he returns, at the Burrow, they're plotting... to kill, Mr. Barty Crouch.

So, did you find that they have something in common? Fan Lin guided and asked.

Common... Harry thought for a moment, He seems very... angry...

Emotions, Harry. Fan Lin said, Emotions can affect people's thoughts, Harry, you have to remember this clearly.

You mean I can see him when he's out of control, or angry? Harry asked.

It used to be, but now...

What now? Harry asked eagerly, and the others looked at Fan Lin expectantly.

I'm sorry, I can't tell you too much, but... Fan Lin hesitated in front of the fire, Don't you think, this time, as you can see, Voldemort doesn't seem to...

Mood swings? Harry called, but then sat down again. But what does that mean?

I think he may have mastered the method of getting you into his body, I mean, he can influence you, because he is stronger than you, so...Harry, you have to become stronger and learn to judge, what is What you see, what he deliberately let you see... this is very important!

Harry looked down thoughtfully.

And... Fan Lin frowned, You have to learn to protect your brain.

You mean, he might read...

It's two-way, Harry. Fan Lin said, To be real enough, you have to pay enough price, I think, this is what Dumbledore also considers. You are not his weapon, on the contrary, you can become, he But before that, I think you should have something to eat, otherwise I don't think you will have the strength to go downstairs tomorrow.

Harry started pacing up and down the room again, thinking. What they said not only comforted him, but had meaning.

Before he could think about it, he took a sandwich from the plate on the bed and stuffed it into his mouth hungrily.

I'm not his weapon, or I could be... Harry thought, a sudden sense of relief spreading through his mind.

He wanted to get back into the ranks of his buddies.

At this moment, Sirius strode past their door, walked to his own room, let go of his voice, and sang all the way: God keeps you peaceful, and Merry Christmas!

How could he ever want to go back to Privet Drive for Christmas?

Sirius' joy at having the house full again, especially reinforced by Harry's return, made it infectious.

He was no longer the sullen homeowner they had been in the summer; he was now adamant that everyone should be as happy as he was, at least not less than they were at Hogwarts.

He worked tirelessly on the pre-Christmas preparations, cleaning and decorating the house with their help, so that by the time they went to bed on Christmas Eve it was almost unrecognizable.

Instead of layers of spider silk hanging from the tarnished lights, garlands and holly and gold and silver streamers hung. Piles of snowflakes shone impossibly on the worn carpet.

A huge Christmas tree acquired by Mundungus is decorated by fairies and hides Sirius' family tree. Even the statue of Phineas in the lobby has been donned a Santa hat and beard.

Harry woke up on Christmas morning to find a pile of presents at the foot of his bed.

Ron had already split his own present in half, more than Harry's, in piles of dung bombs...

He wished Harry well through a pile of papers.

Thank you so much, that's nice; damn Hermione, she sent me a homework notebook.

Harry sorted his presents and found Hermione's handwriting on one of them and she gave him a copy too, it was a book that was very much like a diary except it was so loud with every page turned Say: Do today's work today, otherwise you will still have to make up for it in the future.