[HP] Leader's Exclusive Rose

I tell everyone you are my rose.

The moment the locket was opened, there was a puff of faint yellow smoke that separated Cedric from the other two—an ethereal voice exploded in his ears: "I know what you are worried about...you don't want her to face you... Danger to the unknown—you want her to stay at home obediently every day, and it is best not to have any contact with other people—”

The young man frowned, but the hand holding the snake's teeth stopped in the air.

"Sed!" Rosalind looked at him half-kneeling on the ground, and yelled worriedly: "Sed! Don't be bewitched by it!"

The thing in the locket continued, "I can help you, I can—"

He closed his eyes and stabbed the fangs down fiercely, the smoke whistled and disappeared, Cedric breathed out as if relieved, the girl hurried over and gave him a tight hug.

"I knew you would do it," the girl said, and planted a kiss on his cheek, "You successfully destroyed that Horcrux!"

Harry picked up the punctured locket, and there was a bit of relief in his eyes: "There is one more thing we know so far—Hufflepuff's gold cup."

"Well, I'm going to look for it next." Rosalind answered his words, pulled Cedric up from the ground, and she held his face and kissed the corner of his mouth on tiptoe.

In anticipation of the upcoming wedding, the Burrow has been given a new look: Gone are the rusty cauldrons and old rain boots that usually litter the back steps, and in their place are two new fluttering shrubs in large pots, one on each side of the door. pot.Though there was no wind, the leaves danced lazily, creating a mesmerizing, rippling effect.

Harry's birthday was just the day before the wedding, and he specifically asked Molly not to "bring a lot of attention", but simply invited a few people.

But when Arthur came back in the evening, Scrimgeour came in with him.

Scrimgeour looked at the four people sitting on the sofa and said softly: "I want to talk to you," he said, then glanced at Rosalind who was talking to Tonks, "and you, Miss Shen."

"Us?" Ron repeated, surprise in his voice, "What are you looking for?"

"I'll tell you when we find a more hidden place." Scrimgeour replied flatly, and then turned his head to Arthur: "Is there such a place?"

Eventually the six of them arrived in the living room of the Burrow, and Scrimgeour remained silent.Although the garden was glowing with a soft golden sunset, it was already dark in the living room.Harry waved his wand at the oil lamps as he entered, and they beamed, illuminating the shabby but cozy room.

"Dumbledore left things to all five of you—surprising isn't it? Besides Harry and Cedric—Dumbledore left things to all three of you in his will." Scrimgeour Just now with Hermione about the Ministry of Magic's privately withholding Dumbledore's will, which caused it to be jumped out of the tit-for-tat confrontation when they learned about it a full month later, another smile hung on his face: "Miss Shen, I didn't know Dumbledore liked you too."

"No. I think you are too sensitive to this kind of thing—" Rosalind tightly shook hands with her lover, "I was a teaching assistant at Hogwarts in the last school year, and this year I have Fortunate to be the real Defense Against the Dark Arts professor—isn’t it understandable that Dumbledore cares more about me as a junior?”

Scrimgeour chuckled lightly, but the inquiry in his eyes did not diminish at all.

"So, what relic did he leave us?" Harry didn't want to waste his time talking with him.

"Miss Rosalind Shen, Dumbledore left you a bottle of Fox as a gift—" He took out a transparent glass bottle as big as half her fist, which looked like a bottle of delicately packaged perfume.

The black-haired girl and the savior could almost tell at a glance that they were the tears of the phoenix.

He went on to read the words in the will: "Fox loves you very much, Rosalind. I hope this gift will remind you of some good times when you were teaching at Hogwarts. I still firmly believe in my choice. You have always been an outstanding person." The witch." When Rosalind heard the last sentence, a layer of moisture instantly covered her eye sockets, and Scrimgeour looked at the small bottle of transparent liquid, but her face became more sinister: "Miss Shen, we have detected Fawkes is the name of the phoenix who has been with him all the time. Dumbledore didn't say what's inside, and there's a spell on the bottle—it can only be opened by saying the correct password. Do you know the spell?"

"Of course I don't know. Didn't you read the will? Isn't it written in it?" Rosalind really didn't know. Even though she was choked up, she looked back at Scrimgeour without fear, and the latter had no choice but to continue reading. will.

"I'm giving Mr. Cedric Diggory one of my keys," he said, taking out a simple but golden key from his pocket and handing it to Cedric. I can't open any lock in the headmaster's office, but I hope it can give you enough good luck when you stick to your good qualities. You are the champion of the Goblet of Fire and will always be the pride of Hogwarts."

Scrimgeour didn't seem to be very interested in this key, and no spells were detected on it, so it really seemed like a memento of no practical use.

Dumbledore gave Ron his Deluminator, Hermione got his Tales of Beedle the Bard, Harry got two - the Snitch and the Sword of Gryffindor he won for the first time - —but the sword is nowhere to be found now.

After Scrimgeour left, the five of them carefully studied the relics that Dumbledore gave them—Rosalind still didn't know what spell to use to open the delicate vial, and Cedric didn't know what Dumbledore left for it. What's the use of the key, Hermione found a lot of graffiti on that book, Ron used the extinguisher to suck the light out of the room and put it back, and Harry saw a line left by Dumbledore on the golden snitch. Handwriting "I'll open it when it's over."

At three o'clock the next afternoon, Harry, Ron, Fred, and George stood outside the huge white tent in the orchard, waiting for the wedding guests.Harry had taken a massive dose of Polyjuice Potion and was now a redheaded Muggle boy from the local village of Ottery St. Catchpole.They planned to introduce Harry as "cousin Barney" to their guests, and they hoped to cover him anyway because the Weasleys had a lot of relatives.

The warm tent was full of nervous anticipation, and the buzzing voice was interrupted by excited laughter from time to time.The Weasleys walked slowly down the aisle, smiling and waving to their relatives.Molly wore a rare new purple gown with a matching hat.

Surprisingly, Fleur also invited Viktor Krum.Hermione was thrilled to have him there, and Ron looked thrilled too - but apparently they were both excited for different reasons.

A moment later Bill and Charlie stood in front of the marquee, both in dress robes with large white roses in their buttonholes.

When M. Delacour and Fleur walked along the aisle, Fleur walked lightly, and M. Delacour jumped up and down with a smile on his face.She was wearing a very simple white dress, and her whole body seemed to emit a strong silver light.Usually, her radiance always makes others eclipsed by comparison, but today this silver light makes everyone more beautiful.Both Ginny and Gabrielle looked even prettier than usual in their golden yellow dresses.

Fleur walked up to Bill, and suddenly Bill looked as if he had never been murdered by Fenrir Greyback.

The bushy-haired wizard who officiated the wedding swung his wand high over Bill and Fleur's heads, and a cloud of silvery stars fell on them, swirling around their now embracing bodies.Fred and George led the applause, and the golden balloon burst overhead: out of it flew the Bird of Paradise and the little golden bell, floating in mid-air, adding birdsong and bells to the din of the house.

Rosalind looked left and right at the empty dance floor as she walked. She hadn't danced with Cedric for a long time.Cedric also smiled at her knowingly: "How about we go dance later?"

The girl nodded happily, and her steps became much lighter and more cheerful.They went to the other side of the marquee and found that most of the tables were full, the emptiest being the one where Luna was sitting alone.

"Do you mind if we sit here, my baby?" Rosalind reached out and rubbed the top of Luna's hair.

"Okay, of course," said Luna happily. "Papa just went to give our presents to Bill and Fleur."

Harry and the three of them also came over - after all, although this table is not empty, they are all familiar people anyway.

The band begins to play: Bill and Fleur are the first to step onto the dance floor, to rapturous applause.A moment later, Mr. Weasley led Mrs. Delacour onto the dance floor, followed by Mrs. Weasley and Fleur's father.

"I like this song." Luna swayed gently to the rhythm of a waltz.Seconds later, she was up and gliding lightly to the dance floor, where she spun alone, eyes closed, arms outstretched.

"She's awesome, isn't she?" said Ron admiringly, "always classy."

But the smile on his face faded suddenly: Viktor Krum took the seat Luna had vacated.Rosalind sat down on her fiancé's arm again, and Hermione looked happy and flustered, but this time Krum wasn't out to compliment her.He frowned and said, "Who is that man in yellow?"

"Xenophilius Lovegood, the father of a friend of ours," Ron replied.The gunpowder in his tone showed that they didn't intend to laugh at Xenophilius, even though the man was clearly ridiculous: "Go dance," he said abruptly to Hermione.

Hermione looked surprised but also pleased, and stood up immediately.Then they disappeared together into the growing crowd on the dance floor.

"Long time no see, Krum." Cedric spoke first, breaking the sudden silence.

"Ah, Digory, long time no see—" Krum looked at Rosalind next to him as he spoke, "Miss Shen, right? Are you two married yet?"

Rosalind was also blushed by his question: "Well, hello—we, uh...Sed and I plan to get married after everything settles down, um, uh...how are you doing recently? ?”

Seeing her stammering, Cedric suddenly felt that his fiancée was very cute, but he still secretly decided in his heart that she should try not to make any remarks in the following greetings.

"I'm fine recently, and I'm training as usual in the team." Krum turned his gaze to Hermione on the dance floor again, "Are they getting along?" Krum asked, distracted for a moment.

"Well - maybe so." Harry didn't know how to answer.

"Who are you?" Krum narrowed his eyes.

Harry swallowed, "Barney Weasley."

They shook hands, and Klum went on to ask, "Are you familiar with this Lovegood man?"

Cedric nodded: "He's the editor-in-chief of The Quibbler, what's the matter?"

Krum held his wine glass and stared angrily at Xenophilius chatting with several wizards on the other side of the dance floor.

"Because," Krum said with undisguised anger, "if he hadn't been invited by Fleur, I would have fought him on the spot. He actually wears that evil symbol on his chest."

"Sign?" The other three also looked at Xenophilius.That strange triangular eye glowed on his chest.Rosalind felt that it looked familiar: "What's the matter? Is there something wrong?"

"Grindelwald. That's Grindelwald's logo." Krum didn't seem to want to mention him at all.

"Grindelwald...is that the dark wizard that Dumbledore defeated?" Cedric asked softly.

"That's right." Krum's cheek muscles squirmed, as if chewing something, and then he said, "Grindelwald killed many people, my grandfather was one of them: of course, he has never had much power in this country, they say He was afraid of Dumbledore—that's right, let's see what happens to him in the end! But, this—" He pointed at Xenophilius with his finger, "is his symbol, and I recognized it at a glance. Grindelwald When Durmstrang was studying, it was engraved on a wall. Some fools copied this symbol in textbooks and clothes, trying to frighten others and make themselves great-later, we Inglind Waugh and the bereaved have taught them some lessons."

Krum snapped his knuckles aggressively and glared at Xenophilius fiercely.Rosalind and Cedric exchanged puzzled glances and felt puzzled: Luna's father was a supporter of black magic?It's unbelievable.Moreover, no one else in the tent seemed to recognize the rune-like triangular logo.