HP Disguise Magus

The atmosphere at dinner time this day was very joyous, and Mrs. Weasley made a bigger dinner than usual to celebrate that they had finally cleaned most of the bedrooms for occupants, leaving only the living room and some parts of the dining room that could be cleaned slowly.

"Everyone has worked hard during this time," Mrs. Weasley said lovingly, handing Hermione the large plate of grilled sausages, and gave the twins a dissatisfied look, as if they hadn't forgotten about stretching their ears.Yes, Mrs. Weasley found out about their trick the other day and got so angry she yelled at the twins and confiscated all the extendable ears she could find and threw them in the bin.

"Great mom!" George and Fred sat down without any psychological burden, ready to start a big meal.

"Mrs. Weasley, let me help you with the plates!" Tonks ran over cheerfully, but Mrs. Weasley turned around and handed a stack of plates to Amy. "No, honey, sit down quickly, it's been a hard day, just leave it to Amy."

Amy gave her sister a smug look, and took the plate to the table steadily.Mrs. Tonks had a series of previous convictions for knocking over salad bowls and chairs, which left Mrs. Weasley with lingering fears.

"Isn't Sirius back, Tonks?" Amy asked.

"He's busy tonight," Tonks said, sitting down.

Amy and Hermione, Ron and the others looked at each other, probably another mission of the Order of the Phoenix.

Just as everyone sat down and was about to start dinner, there was a bang in the front hall, followed by the scream of Mrs. Black's portrait, and Mr. Tonks and Mr. Weasley jumped up, and then the screaming stopped , they ran to the corridor, "Mr. Dumbledore..."

Hermione and the others stood up anxiously, and Dumbledore's figure appeared in the kitchen. He said with a stern expression, "I'm sorry to interrupt everyone's dinner..." His voice was cold and not at all like his usual smile.At this moment, Amy clearly felt the coercion of a powerful wizard.

"What happened, Professor Dumbledore?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

Then there was another bang, another scream, and a scruffy ball rolled into the kitchen. Amy took a closer look. It was a dumpy man with a beard and a ragged coat, with long and unkempt hair. "Mundungus," Ron whispered to Hermione and Amy.

"I'm sorry, Professor Dumbledore..." he said flusteredly, "I, I... left for a little while... didn't expect..."

"I didn't expect Harry to be attacked in such a short time..." Dumbledore said coldly.

Hermione covered her mouth to muffle a scream.But Ginny next to him had already called out.

The voice brought Mrs. Weasley back to her senses, "You guys, go upstairs," she pushed them out with open arms, "I'll talk about it later!"

"But Mom, what happened to Harry! You can't just throw us away like this!" Ron said angrily.

"Professor Dumbledore—" Hermione's voice trembled.

"Harry is fine," Dumbledore said quickly, "I hope you don't write to Harry, passing messages, this is a critical time," he said, nodding at them, and Amy knew they had to go.

They were reluctantly pushed out of the kitchen by Mrs. Weasley, and Amy looked back to see Dumbledore frowning and chatting quickly and lowly with Mundungus, while Mr. Tonks and Mr. Weasley listened carefully.

They hid on the stairs and waited anxiously. They saw Mr. Weasley running out in a hurry, and then Professor Dumbledore and Mundungus also hurried away. They quickly ran down to the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley Lean back in the chair.

Before they could open their mouths, Mrs. Weasley said, "Harry was attacked by two dementors—"

"what?"

"Why are the dementors there?"

"Sent by the Ministry of Magic?"

"Where's the guy following and protecting Harry?"

Mrs. Weasley ignored the series of questions, "Professor Dumbledore is trying to figure out a way, eat quickly, and go upstairs after eating."

Amy and the others cast their eyes on the other present, Tonks, and then they all gathered around Tonks.

"Oh," Tonks gave Mrs. Weasley a embarrassed look, and whispered, "Harry is fine, he cast a Patronus Charm to drive away the dementors. Take this opportunity to fire Harry..."

"What?" Hermione screamed.

"Calm down, Hermione," Tonks hissed, "Professor Dumbledore is thinking of a way! You must remember what Professor Dumbledore said, don't pass on information!"

They ate dinner without much appetite, and Hermione went upstairs to look through her pile of books while chanting. Ron and Amy looked at each other with sad faces. They were not in the mood to chat, and went back to their rooms.Although Amy knew that Harry was coming, the current situation was still worrying.

Hedwig, Harry's owl came the next day, and it brought two short letters, one for Hermione and one for Ron.Then it kept pecking at Hermione and Ron, as if urging them to write to Harry quickly, and then Hermione and Ron wrote a letter together, but it still kept pecking at their fingers.

"I guess it didn't think the letter was long enough," said Amy, looking at the few empty lines.

Ron and Hermione scratched their heads as they whined, and Amy looked at them sympathetically, before Hedwig gave up and flew to the top of the wardrobe to stare at them.

Mrs. Weasley told them to stay in the room and not come out, "You can do your summer homework—"

"That's not what you said when you were cleaning," the twins yelled.

Mrs. Weasley gave them a menacing look.The twins shut up obediently.

Because the number of people in the Order of the Phoenix has increased in the past two days, serious-looking wizards come and go from time to time, and Mrs. Weasley watches over them to prevent them from hearing what they shouldn't hear, and they dare not use the few remaining wizards. A stretch ear adventure.

Sirius and Lupine also came back, Sirius almost strangled him when he saw Mundungus, Lupine saved Mundungus who rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, Tonks quietly told them that Dumbledore agreed to bring Harry to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and the operation took only two days, which made Hermione and the others happy. Ginny told Hedwig the news, it It seems that I understand it, and I am not as irritable as when I first came here.

Amy is also looking forward to Harry's arrival, she still has tasks.

On the fourth night after Harry was attacked, Hermione and the others waited excitedly for Harry.Sirius told them that the members of the Order of the Phoenix were going to pick up Harry tonight.They prepared Harry's bed in Ron's room.

Another surprise for Amy was that Professor Snape also came at night to attend the meeting of the Order of the Phoenix.

"Big surprise." Before the meeting started, Amy settled the professor in the tea room on the second floor, and then brought the freshly made rhubarb biscuit crumb dessert from downstairs. "I just learned this from Mrs. Weasley today," said Amy Mi put on the black tea and dessert.

The professor leaned lazily but with a tired face on the bulging cushions of the carved bench, which Amy specially prepared.

"Things are not going well?" Amy also sat on the bench, the professor frowned, but just put a cushion in front of her to separate Amy.Amy simply regarded the professor and the cushion as a backrest. "Tea?"

The professor sat up straight, moved a little away from Amy, took a sip of the tea, "Thank you. Let me tell you if it went well or not, just do what I should do."

"Okay, as long as this expression is not because I'm about to eat the dessert I made," Amy scooped up a large spoonful and handed it to the professor's mouth, jokingly said, "Come on—"

"Please don't be so naive, Miss Amy?" The professor reached out to take Amy's spoon.Amy leaned forward suddenly and stuffed the dessert into the Professor's mouth.The whole person also leaned on the professor.Geez, I'm still a little witty, Amy thought gleefully.

The professor struggled to push Amy away in the pile of cushions, swallowed his mouth full of rhubarb biscuit crumbs, and finally took a sip of tea down his throat.

"..." The professor looked at her angrily, his face looked better, I don't know if it was because of the sugar,

"Is it delicious?" Amy sat up innocently and asked.

"Miss Amy acts like hello," said the professor sarcastically.

"You just say you like it or not," Amy's mouth couldn't stop rising, oh my god, a pun, Amy feels that her IQ has improved after falling in love.

The professor poked Amy's forehead with his hand, "Don't think about anything," but his face softened visibly, "Dessert is not bad." He added.

Amy was elated, "Oh—"

"I just want to say that you are still a child, at least until you become an adult—" the professor pushed away Amy who rushed forward again with a blank expression.

"So, I will suddenly dislike you at twelve o'clock on the night of my seventeenth birthday, thank God I waited for this day," Amy thumped the pillow angrily.

"Or, now I can also look like I'm 17 years old," Amy rolled her eyes and looked at the professor.

"The meeting is about to begin," said Snape, putting down the dessert spoon and standing up. "I'm leaving,"

Amy also stood up, the professor rubbed her hair, and brushed her fingers across Amy's earlobe, the slightly rough feeling made Amy blush again.

Then the professor hugged Amy gently, "Thank you," he whispered in her ear.There was only one thought left in Amy's mind, wondering if he had seen her red ears.

Saying goodbye to the professor, Amy walked to her and Hermione's room, the blush on her face still not fading.

"Oh, Harry, you're here," Amy walked by, and was pleasantly surprised to find that Harry was already in Ron's room.And Hermione was there too.

"Oh, Amy is here too?" Harry pointed at Amy angrily and asked Ron and Hermione. "I'm the only one who can't come?" Ron and Hermione looked like they were coming again.

"This is not the way I want to say hello." Amy walked into the room briskly.The trio looked to have met intensely.

"Speaking of Amy," Ron couldn't wait to throw out the shocking news, his intention to divert Harry's fire was obvious, "She and Snape are in a relationship!"

Harry jumped up in shock, forgetting to condemn Ron and Hermione again. "What?"

"Thank you so much, Ron," Amy said resignedly, taking a seat next to Hermione.

Harry still looked shocked, and then he didn't recover from the news, but pointed at Amy even more shocked, "You, you, the Quidditch World Cup!" Ron and Hermione didn't respond to what Harry was saying What, they both looked at Harry confused.

"Watch that witch in Quidditch with Snape!" Harry finally shouted out smoothly.Now Ron and Hermione joined the shocked party.

"What?" "Really?"

"I have to say, Harry, your reasoning ability is top-notch..." Amy was indeed a little surprised, but some of Harry's feelings were very keen in the original book.

"Really?" Harry yelled, breaking down. "I guessed right?"

"You look more hopeful that you guessed wrong," Amy gave him a sympathetic look. "But yes, it's true."

Harry sat back on the bed, and at the moment he had forgotten to investigate the unfair treatment he had received, "Okay," he said softly, "Okay."

Ron and Hermione looked at him nervously, as if they were worried that he would blow up again and beat them all up again.

Harry was a little embarrassed at the moment, "Uh, um..."

But Ron shook his head, and Hermione said softly, "We knew you'd be mad, Harry, and we don't really blame you, but you must understand that we did try to convince Dumbledore—"

"Okay, I see," Harry said irritably.Looked annoyed at Professor Dumbledore.

"Anyway, shall we go down to have dinner?" Amy looked at the three of them, and then they all went to have dinner together.

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