Remembrance

On the cold ground, the corpses of some Death Eaters killed by them hadn't been cleaned up. Under such an environment, they didn't want to worry too much because they lost their strength.

"How did the Death Eaters know about this plan?" Harry gasped.

He was really tired. Voldemort knew about this operation in advance. Although the mission was completed, their casualties were heavy. The plan this time was to make a surprise attack, so they didn't bring many people with them. Luckily, Harry was The captain who led the team, otherwise, if someone else came over, I am afraid that this mission would not be so easy to complete.

"If you have just successfully avoided those Cruciatus, then I think you should be able to guess easily that there is a traitor among us, or someone has been cast with the Imperius Curse." Snape snorted coldly , but handed over a bottle of potion casually, "Drink it."

After Harry took it, he drank the disgusting potions without even checking them, and when he was done, he complained, "Severus, the taste of these potions can really represent your mood."

"Oh?" Snape raised his eyebrows. Although the bloodstains on his face hadn't been cleaned up yet, Harry felt very handsome with such a terrifying expression. "Then what do you think I'm in right now?"

Harry turned his head sideways to look at his inscrutable expression, imitating his way and raised his eyebrows, but unfortunately, this kind of imitation did not have the charm of Snape's actions.

"Now, you must be so angry that you want to punish me by pressing me down and kissing me until I can't breathe, right?" Harry turned around at some point, sticking to Sneh On Pu's back, they were all stained with blood, some of the Death Eaters' and their own.In the end, he was almost close to Snape's ear, his lips almost biting the tip of his ear.

"Ten points from Gryffindor for your correct guess, Potter." Snape pulled him into his arms fiercely, and kissed hard on his face, which had been bitten by his teeth because he was enchanted and had to endure the pain all over his body. lips.

Harry responded enthusiastically.

Just 5 minutes ago, he thought he would never kiss him again, and the curse from those damn Death Eaters was so painful that his soul screamed.

Oh, he and Severus had been in a relationship for less than a week, but they were almost going through life and death. Merlin made a big joke on him. Not long ago, he thought they were going to say goodbye for good, but he didn't expect him to make it through.

The bitten lip was oozing blood again because of Snape's savage actions. Snape sucked on Harry's lips, like a very hungry vampire, greedily sucking delicious blood.

They didn't separate until both were having difficulty breathing.

Harry let out a sigh as the two hugged each other tightly in this still-uncleaned battlefield. For them, there is no better feeling than being able to hug a loved one and make sure they are still by their side It's time for happiness.

"Ahem." Ron coughed inappropriately from behind.

Harry tilted his head in Snape's arms, looking at Ron.

They didn't mean to separate, but instead made Ron, who was trying to tease them, at a loss.

Well, even though it's been a week, he still can't get used to the horrifying fact that these two people who were not pleasing to the eye when they were in school and who almost didn't curse each other with black magic came together.

"What's the matter?" Snape asked coldly, hugging Harry.

"Hermione has found out just now." Speaking of his purpose, Ron's side became very serious, and even his expression was a little dark, "Ginny is under the Imperius Curse."

Harry and Snape frowned involuntarily. It was obvious that today's raid would be leaked because of Ginny under the Imperius Curse.

Supporting each other to their feet, they Apparated.

And at the Burrow, Ginny is desperate to hurt herself.

"What's going on here?" Harry watched as Molly stopped Ginny and finally had to tie Ginny up.

"It's a hint of the Imperius Curse," Molly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, "They organized the interception tonight based on the news that Ginny passed on, but they didn't expect you to participate in it, leading to the death of the Death Eater elite Most of the time, the mysterious person should vent his anger through such hints."

"Is there no news from Draco?" Back then, in order to keep the Malfoy family, Draco secretly ran over and expressed his willingness to join their side, on the condition that Harry would help the Malfoy family after the war.

Harry asked him what would happen if he lost to Voldemort in the end.

Hearing that taboo name, Draco trembled involuntarily. Since Draco was branded by Voldemort in the sixth grade and he had seen the cruelty of the other party, this fear that had been embedded in his soul had been haunting him all along. Draco.

"You won't lose." Draco bit his lip. His skin was already pale. After the war started, Harry didn't see him very often, but his face became paler and paler.

Draco was dying.

"You will never lose." He didn't know why Draco said such words so swearingly at that time, and Harry couldn't help being stunned by the firm belief in Draco's eyes.

Even he himself is not sure about the war. In fact, many people firmly believe that he can bring them victory, even those who have been against him before.

Harry smiled slightly: "Yeah, I won't lose, Gryffindor will never lose to Slytherin."

Draco snorted at his smile.

Later, they staged a deception, and during a melee Lucius was hit by his spell and fell into a coma ever since.

Without Severus' potion, no one could break Harry and Hermione's spell, not even Voldemort.

"No." Molly shook her head, "Today's raid has just ended, and the Death Eaters meeting is probably not over yet.

Fortunately, compared to Ginny's ambiguous message due to being unconscious due to the Imperius Curse, the information sent back by Draco is much more useful than the information sent by Ginny.

Fortunately, there are very few people who know that Draco is a spy for the Order of the Phoenix.

In the evening, Harry sat wearily in the bathtub.

He is actually not used to using a bathtub, but when he is mentally exhausted, he doesn't mind taking a good soak in hot water to relieve his fatigue. Today's battle is too tiring, and what happened today is also too tiring.

The wand is within easy reach, and now he has almost developed the habit of not letting go of the wand, even if it is loosened, it must be placed within his reach.

In fact, he was very tired after a day of fighting today, and he was drowsy in the bathtub at the moment. He just sat in it like this, and slowly got up until the water in the bathtub became cold.

In the bathroom, the water vapor that originally filled the room had dissipated.

Harry put on his bathrobe and put his wand in his pocket.

Snape was reading a book in the living room, and in front of him were several potion bottles, which contained brightly colored potions, but Harry knew that even though these potions looked as good as juice, they couldn't Being deceived by the appearance of these potions, these potions are definitely devil-level existences.

Harry Potter may not be afraid of Voldemort, but he cannot be afraid of these potions.

"Sev." Harry came to his side, "What potion did you improve?"

"It's not an improvement." Snape grabbed his hand, acquiescing to Harry's insistence on sitting on his lap, "it's a potion that I haven't tried before."

He pointed to the description in the book.

"The antidote?" Harry glanced at Snape's book, "How did you think of doing this?"

"That snake." Snape had almost died in the snake's mouth. If Harry hadn't appeared to save him, he might have to go to accompany Dumbledore at this time, but it was precisely because of this , which led to the exposure of Snape's identity as a spy, "If the snake is not resolved, its ° will bring us great trouble, we must find a way to solve it."

Before we can kill it, we have to find an antidote to its poison.

"Then you are now..."

Obviously, there should be unfinished or failed products in the bottles of potions above.

"I tried to put other materials into it to see how the potion would react, but I found that adding other materials seemed to produce a more poisonous effect than the snake's venom."

"Are you trying to say that we might be able to poison the snake with these potions?" Harry looked at Snape with twinkling eyes, knowing they'd been wondering how to get rid of it all these days. The snake that got in the way.

"Potter, you idiot." Snape looked at him, mockingly.

"What's the matter with me?" Harry looked up at him disapprovingly.

"That snake was just an ordinary snake. What do you think caused him to live for so many years and carry Voldemort's soul?"

Harry blinked, this...he really didn't know.

"The snake was originally an ordinary snake. It was later that Voldemort fed it with various potions, and it became a magical snake. Because of Voldemort's intentional cultivation, its ability is not inferior to that of the basilisk. , even, apart from not having the ability to kill with eyes like the basilisk, it has all the abilities that the basilisk should have, as long as Voldemort continues to fill it with potions, then sooner or later it will become a more terrifying existence than the basilisk."

"That is to say, the potion is useless to it?" Harry's expression darkened suddenly.

"It's not useless." Snape pursed his lips, "Since we can't cut off its head with a single sword, then maybe we can try to make a wound on it, and then pour these potions on his body On the body, it can absorb the potion, but it doesn't mean the wound is also immune to the potion."

"Did you think of this so you're here to study these spoiled potions?" Harry stared at him with wide eyes.

"Potter, this is not deterioration, this is improvement." Snape growled at him irritably.

"Hey Sev, don't be so fierce," Harry leaned on his chest, "Our battle today is too tiring, we can't keep arguing about these things." Another kind of taste, the more you know Severus, the more you can filter his sarcasm, pick out the care and irony in it.

Snape sighed and put down the book.

"You're in a bad mood tonight." Harry had been in a bad mood since he got home.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired." Harry rubbed Snape's shoulder, "I just don't know how many people around us are under control, or have simply turned to Voldemort."

In fact, Molly didn't know that when they formed Dumbledore's Army, Harry had explained to the DA members how to resist the Imperius Curse, although Harry couldn't use the Imperius Curse at that time, which led to the Imperius Curse. Teaching can only be limited to theory, but the DA members who have changed their understanding still understand, not to mention that after the war, Harry once asked the DA members to review what they had learned before and arranged their training.

DA members are directly under Harry's control, and their actions are separated from those of the Order of the Phoenix. Although Harry is the leader of the two organizations, DA is more inclined to fight on the battlefield than the work of the Order of the Phoenix. The reason for the establishment of this organization is because of dissatisfaction with Umbridge's teaching and the oppression of the Ministry of Magic.

Although Harry didn't dare to say everything, he was sure that the core members of DA knew how to resist the Imperius Curse. Back then, Ron pretended to be hit by the Imperius Curse to play Lestrange around. The core members got Ginny, how could it be possible that they have been under the Imperius Curse for so long and haven't asked for the Imperius Curse?

The Order of the Phoenix never knew exactly how the DA was trained. They only knew that the DA trained by Harry was twice as lethal on the battlefield as the Order of the Phoenix.

However, it is such a team that there will be betrayers.

Harry hugged Snape tightly.

"I really didn't expect..." If Ginny was not willing, no one could use the Imperius Curse on her, because even Harry's Imperius Curse Ginny could get rid of it in two seconds, not to mention that Harry is already On par with Voldemort.

This is, an owl broke in with a letter.

This is Ron's owl. Only Ron and Hermione's owls can enter this Grimmauld Square. Everyone else must get Harry's permission to enter, and they can only enter after notifying Harry in advance.

Harry reached out and took the letter that the owl had brought.

The ink on the parchment was still wet, and some of the ink had even been smudged. Harry knew that when Ron wrote this letter, he cried.

"What?" Snape asked softly, watching him stare at the parchment for a long, long time without speaking.

"Ginny is dead." Harry closed his eyes and sighed. "Tonight, when everyone was not paying attention, he broke free from Molly's rope and went to attack Ron. The spell he cast was bounced back by Ron, and he died on the spot. " Both Ron and Hermione have something that can reflect black magic. Even Snape didn't know about this. The thing on Ron and Hermione can reflect a Killing Curse.

Ginny is no longer the innocent girl she used to be. She has become more mature through the experience of war, but no one thought that she would be the first to turn against her in DA.

"Molly was crying, and Ron said he could handle it, it's just..." Harry almost limp in Snape's arms, "Sev, I always feel so tired."

Snape patted him on the back: "This is just the beginning, Harry," he whispered to him, cruel as it was, but it was something that could happen in the future or so, "If you don't end the war sooner, Then more people will die, and more people will leave us.”

"What about you, Sev." Harry looked at him eagerly and uneasily. "What about you?"

Snape lowered his forehead: "I'm here with you," he said softly.

He kissed Harry lightly, from the center of his brows to his lips. It was different from the intense stimulation during the day, but gentle and lingering. Under the soft light, his heart seemed to melt.

Gradually, they were no longer content with kissing, and Harry's hands began to tear Snape's clothes eagerly, he wanted him, wanted to feel Snape's presence.

"Severus," Harry quivered in Snape's ear, "let's do it."

Snape left his lips, his deep eyes looked at him for a moment, but Harry still saw the flames burning in his eyes.

"Sev." Harry hugged him tightly.

It is a kind of permission, allowing you to own me, allowing me to own you, allowing two people to become one.

Snape opened his eyes, he was not used to the cold room for a while, Harry's deeply emotional moan seemed to be lingering in his ears, sweet and charming, it was his salvation, everything to him.

I don't know why, he has been dreaming about the past more and more recently, obviously he has gradually learned to hide these years, and gradually no longer thinks about the past, those who may be infatuated or painful or sad, are all hidden in his heart.

Only recently, he began to dream about these frequently in his dreams, saying that some dreams can confuse reality, and Snape found that he seemed to have encountered such a situation.

Waking up from the dream, he couldn't tell whether he had just woken up or had already experienced those pasts again.

That sense of existence is so clear, really, is it just a dream?

"Father." Edward knocked on the door outside, "Uncle Lucius said he invited us to visit, you asked me to remind you yesterday."

"Yes." Snape replied.

He didn't change Edward's godfather, even though they had cut off contact with that world, but, for Snape, Harry asked Weasley to be Edward's godfather before he died, so Edward's godfather would always be only one person, even if They never saw each other again.

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Ron wrote a letter to his family about his Christmas whereabouts. His parents allowed him not to stay at school on Christmas very enlightenedly, and told him seriously not to cause trouble for Harry.

As for Hermione, it's sad to say she needs to go home to her parents.

Harry expressed his understanding and said that he would invite her to be a guest next time.

On the day of the holiday, Harry took Ron to the Slytherin common room.

The Slytherins who came out looked in surprise at the savior who almost got into the snake's nest.

"The savior of Gryffindor, why did he condescend to come here?" The senior Slytherin looked at Harry with a smirk.

Harry tilted his head and looked at him. At this time, he still couldn't understand the other party's malice. His upbringing taught him well, but someone protected him better. Harry was never suitable for these things. He is only suitable to squander his innocence and maintain his kindness: "I'm here to find Tom, he should still be inside, right?"

"You are looking for Riddle..." the other party said meaningfully, "Student Riddle should still be inside, but even if you know he is inside, you can't go in and look for him, can you?"

"Why?" Harry asked curiously, "Does the school rule stipulate that Gryffindor students cannot enter the Slytherin lounge?"

The other party was suddenly at a loss for words... Merlin's beard, there is no regulation in the school rules, but isn't it something that everyone knows that the two colleges are incompatible with each other?

"There are no school rules, so I don't count as breaking the school rules, right?" Harry said cheerfully, and then dragged Ron, who hadn't recovered, inside.

"Wait, wait..." Ron looked at Harry in horror, "Harry, what's wrong, you're not sick, are you?"

"What could I be sick of?" Harry blinked at him. "Just looking for Tom."

"But...but..." Ron stammered and couldn't complete a sentence, Merlin, could he be the first lion cub to enter a snake's den in a century?Please allow him to swear, he doesn't want such glory at all.

"Just looking for Tom." Harry shrugged, "Don't get too excited, it's the same when we visit Slytherin in the future."

after?And later?

Ron said that he has never been close to this place in his life. This is a snake den, a snake den. Even though he is a brave and fearless lion, he will never forget to enter the snake den. I can't afford it.

"Potter." When Harry and Ron appeared in the hall, they were just bumped into by Draco. The usually arrogant and noble little guy immediately stared, like a snake finding its prey, and slammed into it. Snake Xinzi, "Why are you here, and you, Weasley."

"To find someone." Harry replied very simply.

He doesn't have much hatred with Draco Malfoy. Although he is very nice, he is not so good that you still smile gently at him when others hate you so much, even though he doesn't like Draco's treatment of him very much. attitude, but at least Harry didn't take the opportunity to sneer at him like he did.

"Someone find the Slytherin lounge?" Draco raised his chin haughtily. "You're not welcome here."

"I'm just looking for someone, and I don't expect you to applaud me." Harry frowned. "Which school rule stipulates that students can only enter the lounge of their own college?"

Draco was speechless for a moment.

This... really doesn't exist.

"But Slytherins don't associate with reckless Gryffindors." A girl next to Draco said in a high voice.

"I didn't expect you to hang out with me," Harry looked at them like an idiot. "I'm just looking for someone, and I didn't expect you to pull me down and have a good cup of tea. It's weird."

This brat with no etiquette, quality and upbringing said they were weird?

All the Slytherins who were listening said they were about to explode.

Yes, the school rules do not stipulate that Gryffindors cannot enter the Slytherin lounge, but this rule has long been established in everyone's hearts. All three-year-olds in the wizarding world know that Slytherin and Gryffindor are at odds. I don't believe this kid doesn't know.

Is this deliberately making fun of them?

"What's the matter?" When Tom came out of the dormitory, most of what Tom saw were first-year Slytherins blocking the entrance of the passage. As the head of the first-year, he was naturally qualified to ask. The senior students who are far away... sorry that his sight was blocked by the first graders, so he didn't see it.

"Tom." Harry waved to him happily when he saw Tom coming out of the passage.

"How did you come here?" Tom could only smile wryly when he heard that a certain lion ran into the snake's den in broad daylight.

"I finished packing and ran over before I saw you." Harry shook Tom's hand, "Have you packed, shall we go back?"

Ron, who was listening to their conversation, said, why did he suddenly have the feeling that he was just being passed by?

What is this sad feeling about?

"En." Tom tapped Harry on the head, and what Tom was thinking now was to get this guy out of the Slytherin lounge as soon as possible, where there were only two poisonous snakes that bit people.

"Stop." Draco snapped.

Tom frowned, looking at Draco fiercely.

The seemingly cold eyes made Draco involuntarily suppress his breath, and in an instant, there seemed to be a breath that made him tremble all over and wanted to fall to the ground.

He didn't know what it was, but the seniors around him knew it all.

This is from Tom, fierce and murderous.

"Even if there is no rule that Gryffindors cannot enter Slytherin, it is already an internal rule in Slytherin that Slytherin does not say anything about Gryffindors. Tom Riddle, as the head of the year, you must break this rule." Rules?" Draco asked sharply.

Everyone was silent. Yes, the school did not stipulate that "going in" between colleges, but there was a rule within Slytherin that Slytherin should not associate with Gryffindor, so as not to tarnish the pure blood.

This was the rule set by the head of Slytherin many years ago when Voldemort was powerful.

The heads of the first to seventh grades jointly signed a letter, and Slughorn, who was afraid of Voldemort's power at the time, naturally allowed this regulation to be added to Slytherin's regulations.

Years later, even though Slytherin is declining day by day, they still abide by the rules left by their predecessors. This is not a school rule, it is indeed a rule that everyone in Slytherin abides by.

Tom looked at Draco's unkind eyes and didn't reply for a while.

If Tom admitted yes, then Draco could take the opportunity to ask him to step down as Chief, if he said no, then he couldn't explain why he got together with Harry again and again.

However, in Slytherin, never try to resolve a dispute with the idea of ​​"calming things up". At this time, the other party is arrogant, and you only need to be more arrogant than him.

"What if I say that I don't intend to abide by this rule?" Tom smiled strangely, his eyes were faintly bright red.

The uncomfortable feeling as if being locked filled everyone's senses, as if being stared at by some large prey, as long as they moved a little, they would be bitten in deadly veins by hunters rushing up from nowhere. There is a burst of fear from the depths of the human soul.

"I think you know the reason for that rule better than I do, because Voldemort said that pure blood should not be defiled," Tom sneered, "Now, do you think we should continue to obey Voldemort, or should we obey the headmaster?" of?"

He took a bite of Voldemort, but he didn't know how much fear this name gave to everyone except Harry.

That was the fear imprinted deep in the soul, as if just hearing this name could see countless killings, everyone trembled unconsciously.

Draco stared at Tom with his mouth open, unable to speak for a long while.

Isn't this an obvious question?

After the downfall of Voldemort, everyone was anxious to disassociate themselves from him. His father was that man's right-hand man back then. After the war, he used a lot of wealth to get rid of the punishment of entering Azkaban, didn't Draco I don't know, he has already started to get in touch with family secrets.

If continuing to abide by that rule is like admitting in disguise that they belong to the mysterious person, even if the other party has lost power for so many years, they still abide by the rules set back then?

If he dares to say that, no matter how much his father loves him, he will definitely take his skin off!

When Snape and Edward walked in because they couldn't wait for Draco, what they saw was a scene of a large group of people froze in place.

"Excuse me," Snape raised his eyebrows, "can anyone tell me what you're doing standing here?"

"Professor Snape." Harry waved at the other party. Since he followed Tom to make potions in the other party's laboratory last time and got the privilege of using the studio once a month, no matter how others He wouldn't even believe that Snape was bad.

Harry is like this. He is polite when he is lukewarm to people he doesn't like, but he is very enthusiastic to people he likes.

It just so happened that Professor Snape, who "kindly" lent them the studio, was included in the ranks of him who could be contacted and liked.

Have you ever experienced the feeling of suddenly seeing a stupid lion waving its paws at you in a nest of snakes and smiling harmlessly?Snape experienced it today.

For a moment, he simply didn't know how to describe such a mood.

"Why are you here?" Snape frowned at Harry.

Obviously, no matter how big or small, everyone would be surprised that a lion got mixed into the snake's den.

"Come to Tom," Harry replied honestly again.

"Since you found it, let's go now." Don't worry about him here, especially when he just had a long, long dream in his body today, the moment he saw Harry just now, he even thought Grab him and ask him if he has any memories of their past.

Those dusty memories, once the gap is opened, will rush out like a flood, no matter what he can't stop it.

"Goodbye, Professor." Harry waved his hand kindly, and pulled Ron and Tom away.

Ron's expression was still in a trance, so far he couldn't believe that he broke into the snake's den and left unharmed.

This is really an amazing thing.

Ron said that he must go back and show off, this is definitely the most glorious history in his life.

"Draco." Snape looked at his godson's stunned expression, and called out in an uncomfortable tone. In fact, since he discovered that he had been dreaming about his past with Harry more and more frequently recently, he His temper is getting worse and worse. Anyone who hits the muzzle of the gun is in danger of being sprayed with venom, "I hope your head can still support you back to Malfoy Manor. I don't want your father to ask me why I put an idiot Bring back."

"Godfather." Draco looked at him a little aggrieved.

This can't be blamed on Draco, he always wants what he has at home, although the family training made him very hard, but fortunately this child is upright, all the suffering he suffered turned into the strength he gained, and has always let him Lucius was satisfied.

Among the pure-blood families, Malfoy is the best, among his peers, he is the best, except for Edward, he has never lost to anyone, but why that Muggle can surpass him and become the chief, just happened He doesn't believe that the godfather can't detect these things, but it is obvious that the godfather doesn't want to pursue these things. The godfather is notorious for his partiality. Without saying anything, Draco said he really didn't understand.

Why is the godfather so strange recently.

"You always have to learn to encounter setbacks." Snape sneered, "Lucius can't spoil you all the time."

"Godfather?" Draco looked at him puzzled.

"Let's go." Snape didn't say anything more, he waved to Draco.

Edward followed Snape all the time, he inherited his father's character, and looked a little expressionless and serious at this moment.

When Snape turned around, he also turned around, but when the warning eyes swept over the group of first-year Slytherins behind him, one could feel an invisible pressure.

It's like the terrifying look of the dean.

Snape and the others didn't need to take the train to Malfoy Manor, they passed through the fireplace in the cellar, although Draco was very dissatisfied with his godfather's fireplace, but he didn't want to feel the cold air of his godfather, he almost was the first to reach the edge of the fireplace.

After a whirlwind, he was hugged into a soft embrace: "Welcome back, my little dragon." Narcissa's gentle voice sounded in his ears, it seemed that as long as there was such a gentle presence, he would be able to forget what just happened.

But, it's a pity that Draco is very vindictive, especially 11-year-old Draco.

During breakfast, Draco had pretty much described a certain Muggle wizard's viciousness—fortunately, he'd been wise not to add to it.

"Oh?" Lucius drawled, "My dear Severus," he stirred his coffee, "maybe you'd like to share with me the reasons why you agree with a Muggle wizard being the head of Slytherin .”

Even if it is only the head of the first year, it is a supreme honor. He can still accept his son's tie with Edward, but why can a Muggle with a bad blood be the head of the Slytherin year?

Snape snorted softly: "Didn't your father also be a proud existence back then, but you tell me, why did he give up the position of head of the academy in the end?"

The spoon stirring the coffee stopped for a moment, and Draco swore he saw panic in his father's eyes.

"Severus, what do you mean?" He even trembled slightly when he heard his father's words.

"That freshman is called Tom Marvolo Riddle." It is exactly the same as the original Voldemort's name.

Lucius froze in place almost as if someone had put a petrification spell on it. The hand holding the spoon was so frozen that he couldn't let go for a while.

"It's him?"

"I don't know if it's him, but just because of this name, it's not wrong for Draco to lose to him."

Compared with Draco and others who left Hogwarts in less than a minute, Harry and others seemed a little helpless.

They need to go out of the school gate and take the school bus to go home.

"Uncle said he would come to pick us up." Harry shook the letter he received last night. "Actually, I'm worried. There are so many people at the station. Uncle has trouble seeing." Can have a good time.

"Uncle will apparate over directly, and we will wait for others to finish before going out, so that we won't be scattered by the crowd." Tom comforted him.

"Harry," Ron looked at Harry curiously, "what kind of man is your uncle...?"

"My uncle..." Harry's eyes flashed with admiration, "he is actually a very strange person, he is suitable for being a gentle elder, but when he plays with us, he looks like a child like us. At that time, uncle was more impulsive than us, and uncle and Tom got along more like Tom was the elder," Harry recalled with a smile, "uncle was blind, and he didn't know the specific reason, it is said that he was sensible. open