Wild child

After revealing Mrs. Conwell, Fanny looked around anxiously, clutching her wand as she pushed her into the area of ​​the protective spell, but Smith spun around on his hind legs and rushed over to give them both a big hug.What happened just now was a bit too exciting for him, he panted and looked at the two of them in turn, seemingly unable to speak for a while.

"Let's go in," said Mrs. Conwell calmly.

Fanny then put Smith's shoulders and pushed him towards the door. "You'll get used to this, buddy."

The reassurance didn't last long, and Fanny remembered that Mark was shouting something like the Iron Armor Charm behind her as she rushed towards Mrs. Conwell, along with several members of the Order of the Phoenix.The Burrow's protective spell was broken in such a short period of time, and guests fled in all directions, screaming, and hooded black figures ghostly looming amidst a multitude of apparition bangs, just a flashback Just one look at that scene is creepy.

If Kingsley hadn't issued a warning in time, this would have been an almost sweeping action.

Mrs. Conwell made hot tea, which she poured into three cups.The three of them were sitting in the living room blowing the tea that was about to be served, while exchanging eyes silently, they all understood each other's thoughts.

Was anyone injured or even killed in this raid?how many?What happened to the Weasleys, Kingsley and the rest of the Order?Did Harry manage to escape?

Before they could organize their words, another big silver guy jumped down from the ceiling, and the three people who were still in shock suddenly turned on their backs.Mrs Conwell was the calmest, gasping for air, but Smith lunged and pulled her behind him, only to drop her glass on her skirt again.Fanny, who was sitting on one side, threw the teacup over and drew out her wand with her left hand.

The cracking of teacups and Dedalodie's uncharacteristically calm voice sounded at the same time.

"I'm about to transfer Sirius to you."

After a full three seconds, the tip of Fanny's staff dropped, and Smith stood there with a look of astonishment.

"what……?"

"Let's talk about it later." Fanny interrupted Smith, turned to Mrs. Conwell and said, "Someone has to go out to meet them, otherwise they won't be able to come in. You stay in the room—" She waved her hand and cut off Smith's objection in time , "—at least until I confirm it's safe."

Mrs. Conwell looked worried, but nodded. "careful."

Fanny had just opened the door a crack when she heard a snap.Holding her wand flat in front of her, she called, "Prove your identity."

Dedalodigo's head popped eerily out of the air.

"I'm Dedalodigo. About 2 minutes ago, my sheep patron saint told you that I was about to transfer a dead ex-convict here."

Fanny breathed a sigh of relief, put down her wand and went up to her.Dedalus first conjured up a stretcher to put Sirius on his shoulders before, and then directed the stretcher into the yard.Mrs. Conwell and Smith led him into the house, while Fanny walked around the yard a few times to make sure that the protective spell was intact and to eliminate as much as possible the traces of someone's presence.When she returned to the living room, Dedalus was narrating what had happened, and once he reached safety he resumed his high-pitched, excited voice, and uttered more exclamations than the two.

Almost at the same time the Death Eaters broke into the Burrow, another group of cloaked and hooded men broke into the permanent injury ward.Dedalus and Hestia Jones were on duty. After trying to push them out of the door, Dedalus decisively issued a signal, and then quickly disapparated with Sirius under the cover of Hestia.From the Death Eaters breaking in to Dedalus apparating, the whole process probably took less than 3 minutes.

"Then I've got to—I've got to—yes, send them a few messages. Wondering what's going on with Hastia, I thought—oh no, is something wrong now? Then I might have to— "

Under the excitement, Dedalus' words were messed up, but his train of thought could still be heard.It is well known that Dedalus has a problem with excitability, but he did not stay in the ward with his partner to live and die together, he did not rush back to save others alone, and he did not rashly go to others.As one of the founding members of the Order of the Phoenix, he knew how to calmly judge in battle and not make unnecessary sacrifices—the conflicting performance of the people before him made Fanny feel that the war had come.

"I'm afraid so," said Mrs. Conwell in a reassuring tone, handing him a cup of hot tea, and Fanny guessed unpleasantly how many times she had been in this situation. "Later Arthur, Kingsley or Ted will use the Patronus to tell how the situation is. Before that, all we have to do is not expose ourselves."

Dedalus drank the whole cup of tea in one breath and calmed down.Fanny also briefly told him what happened at the wedding, and then explained to Smith who had just moved in while cleaning Mrs. Conwell's skirt.

"You've been hiding it from me!" He looked both surprised and indignant.

"Sorry, that's the rule," Fanny said, and Mrs. Conwell gave him an apologetic look.

"I have to go. Someone will contact you if there is any news." De Dalo stood up. Mrs. Conwell wanted to keep him, but she gave up when she heard that he had other tasks.

After Dedalus snapped away, Fanny went to move Sirius from Mrs. Conwell's bedroom into hers.The dispute over where Sirius lived was also nothing new, Mrs. Conwell had long since compromised, and Smith seemed to be still digesting the whole thing, so Sirius went to sleep in Fanny's bed without incident.For a teenage girl, Fanny's personal belongings were always too simple, so she didn't pack them up in advance, and moved them to Mrs. Conwell's bedroom after she settled Sirius.

While Fanny was tiptoeing and trying to fit two dressing gowns into the top shelf of the overstuffed wardrobe, Mrs. Conwell entered the room, clearly amused by the sight.

"You know you can send them up directly with magic." She took out some winter clothes from the bottom of the wardrobe a little helplessly, "and how do you plan to get them off when you want to wear them?"

"I'm used to it." Fanny shrugged, and when Mrs. Conwell put the winter clothes on the bed, she stood up on tiptoe again and pressed her palms against the surface of the fabric. When she pulled her palms back, the pile of clothes moved as if attracted by a magnet. come out.When Mrs. Conwell turned around again, the clothes had been stuffed into the place she had just vacated.

Mrs. Conwell just glanced at it and continued to tidy up, but it seemed that she was just moving the neatly folded winter clothes around on the bed.There are some things in which Mrs. Conwell and Smith are remarkably similar—such as the way she finds something to do and pretends to be casual when she is about to bring up a subject that might not be pleasant.

Fanny tactfully stood aside with folded arms and waited.

"It's probably inappropriate to ask now, but the boy you danced with at the wedding...did you guys know each other before?"

Well, tactful enough. "I dated him for a while in fourth grade."

"Why haven't I heard you mention it?" Mrs. Conwell unfolded and folded a woolen overcoat for the second time.

"It didn't take long. We didn't contact him after he returned to France. There were so many things that happened later that I didn't remember." This is not a lie.

"And after that?"

"That's it."

Mrs. Conwell's movements suddenly became sharp. She piled up the clothes on the bed, shook her head at Fanny who wanted to help, and carried them out of the room.Although she didn't show any negative emotions, Fanny could still feel that she had hurt her, and she was sorry but could do nothing about it.

This family relationship without blood as a bond was built on the basis of deception and concealment from the very beginning. For several years, Mrs. Conwell has been trying to make up for it by being submissive to Fanny, but this has made their relationship more difficult. From the perspective of mother and daughter, they are more like the host's family and temporary relatives.Living under the same roof, friction is always inevitable. Fanny also saw her and Smith arguing about certain things when she went home for the holidays. To Fanny, she almost never had a tough tone.Perhaps because of this, they have never been able to be truly intimate.

Fanny tidied up the things she had just thrown in, so that the cabinet door could be completely closed, and then she also left Mrs. Conwell's bedroom. After thinking about it, she turned around and walked into the room that originally belonged to her.She remembered that she didn't seem to have looked closely at the person who was accidentally injured by herself and had been in a coma for more than a year.

St. Mungo's care is conscientious. Sirius' hair and beard are obviously treated regularly. He looks peaceful and tidy lying on the bed, but he looks a little pale after not seeing much light for a year, and he can still see that he has been behind bars for many years. The traces of life's devastation.According to St. Mungo's, Sirius' condition has stabilized in the past six months, and he no longer needs continuous medication, and he has also had some reactions to the outside world.But when he will eventually wake up, and whether there will be lasting sequelae after waking up, are still unknown.

Fanny has heard a lot of anecdotes about Sirius from Hermione and her two friends. In terms of wandering around the campus and playing pranks on Sirius and his friends, she and the twins can be regarded as the predecessors of her and the twins. The marvelous map drawn is even more amazing.She thought about how this person lost more than ten years of his life because of a false charge, and how many years he would lose because of herself.

Mrs. Conwell was spreading the quilt on the sofa when Fanny came downstairs so that she could sleep comfortably at night.Fanny walked over to help straighten one side of the quilt, and Mrs. Conwell turned her head and smiled at her as usual.

The next work is a bit cumbersome.

The first thing is to make the Fidelity Curse take effect under the witness of Fanny.For unspoken reasons, both Mrs. Conwell and Fanny wanted the other to be the secret keeper, but in the end the choice was Smith, who could indeed stay at home for a long time.Smith is uncharacteristically grumpy and impatient throughout, obsessing over every detail and making noises of disgust when Fanny points her wand at him.

"What's your problem?" Fanny interrupted the ceremony unbearably.

"I don't see why you have to point a coffee cup at me when you can do somersaults in it dangling in your hand." Smith squinted at his wand.

"I've explained it a hundred times, and this spell is completely beyond the scope of my wandless magic." Fanny said every word in the way of teaching elementary school students to read the phonetic symbols, "and I never do things like that for no reason. Do somersaults on your coffee cup like a clown in a circus."

"It was so well explained, wandless magic and the spell that bound my soul to the house, so plain and simple," said Smith sharply, enraged.

"I said this spell is..." Fanny took a deep breath, "Which part do you have a problem with? I don't know if you have any magic allergies."

"I don't have any objections. It's much easier than your job to stay in a comfortable house without danger and without running errands." Smith finally finished the sentence in one breath.

Fanny let out a long breath. "Yes, I put a curse on your soul, and as long as you stay here, you will be safe. As long as you are safe, we will have a place to go back to. That's the thing. So do you want to restrain your threatened male self-esteem? so we can continue?"

Smith glared at her.

"Problem solved." Fanny clapped her hands like playing a game with a child, "Okay, stand at attention and stretch out your left hand."

"You bastard," Smith said, but complied, and didn't flinch when Fanny tapped her wand in his palm.

"That's the worst sentence you can inspire from me? You always make me deeply doubt my abilities." Fanny rolled her eyes, "Let me finish my work, and then I will hide away Yes, absolutely nothing to interfere with your petty tantrums or falling into someone's warm embrace and crying. I know you're worried."

"You will definitely be thrown out when you first entered the entrance." Smith watched a mark flash on his left hand, "Is this the end?"

Fanny put away her wand in reply, and then gave a smirk: "No, they'll all fall in love with me, and then you'll have a lot of rivals in love—oh I see, that's why you don't want to."

"FUCKOFF." Smith cursed in a low voice, and pushed open the door of the study.

"Great progress." Fanny responded, calmly pushing him to Mrs. Conwell who was waiting outside the door.

Next, Smith wrote more than a dozen notes indicating the location of Mrs. Conwell's house, confirming that after the first wave of searches, Fanny would go to the Burrow and some other strongholds to distribute to members of the Order of the Phoenix to show that these people were trusted by the Secret Keeper to know. During the period, she also went to Smith's school to resolve his "suspension due to illness".While doing these things, Fanny also inquired about other people's situation.

The team that rushed in that day was mixed with people from the Ministry of Magic and Death Eaters. They calmed down the situation with a few loud spells, and severely questioned those who failed to escape one by one.Fortunately, only a few members of the club knew about Harry's presence at the wedding, and most of them were let go after tossing about in the middle of the night.

Mr. Weasley specifically mentioned Mark. He bluffed with that group of people in the name of his father, a senior official of the French Ministry of Magic, and won relatively fair treatment for the French guests invited by Fleur.It reminded Fanny that Mark had told her before how much he hated other people making use of his family background, and even spent his entire student life trying to fight a duel with someone who stepped on mines.He has already escorted the French guests back from the location designated by the Ministry of Magic, and he will soon go to another battlefield in a foreign country. If the French Ministry of Magic does not intend to intervene in Voldemort's affairs, there will be no news in the short term.Fanny found herself missing him a little.

Traces of being turned upside down could still be seen in the Burrow, and Mrs. Weasley worriedly told that the Fanny Tonks family had been tortured by the Cruciatus Curse.Tonks, who was pregnant, was spared from being tortured due to her identity as an Auror and Kingsley's strong opposition, but her mood was very unstable after the shock, and Mrs. Tonks tried her best to comfort her, but it had little effect.On the day of Lupine's wedding, he went out on the grounds of looking for Harry and disappeared. The situation may not improve until he returns safely.

Ginny complained angrily that the Death Eaters had destroyed all the posters on her wall in order to check for the "trap door", but that was clearly not her concern.

Harry, Ron and Hermione hadn't been seen since the chaos, and of course no news was good news in this case, but that didn't make the others any less worried.After escaping from danger, Mr. Weasley sent a message of his family's safety with the Patronus at the first time, at least to prevent them from falling into the trap of looking for news under their worries.

After the death of the hardline former Minister Scrimgeour, he was replaced by Thicknesse who had cast the Imperius Curse. It can be said that Voldemort has controlled most of the wizarding world - if not the whole.The Weasleys had to be extra careful now. Due to their close contact with Harry before, they had already been closely monitored. It was said that a purge was brewing, and if there was a slight mistake, it might be a catastrophe that would not appear in the newspapers.

Mr. Weasley's obsession with Muggle objects seemed out of place when Mr. Weasley was trying to restore the nearly dismantled broom shed and the motorcycle inside when he told Fanny, but it was more like he was hoping for some alone time. So you don't have to hide your inner worries.

Including most of Fanny's circle of life—and herself—, many people are facing the threat of family ruin.With the general environment like this, Fanny wasn't particularly worried, or in other words, she didn't have anything to worry about anyway.If there's one thing she's learned from her previous troubled decade, it's that no trouble goes away just because you dwell on it.It's far from the worst time yet, at least the members of the Order of the Phoenix can still take their positions, and there are plenty of things to do next.