[Deha] World Starlight

Ron and Hermione poured wine into the glass, and looked at Fred on his side after pouring, nodded to Lily hastily, and asked Kreacher for some juice.

After pouring the wine for Draco, Fred said to George in a dispirited manner: "Well, grown-ups can no longer play with babies who listen to their mothers, don't you think so, George?"

George nodded: "When—"

"I say no!" Mrs. Weasley shot Fred and George a look.

Harry laughed unabashedly, and then gulped happily, causing Draco, who was next to him to take a sip from his glass, almost choked on him.

"Oh——" Just as Harry started to eat mashed potatoes, Sirius looked at his watch and exclaimed deliberately, "It's so late? I think Mundungus should have finished. I asked him That little bit of help."

Draco looked at Harry subconsciously, and Harry raised his eyebrows at him, pretending to be "I don't know" and said, "What am I doing? I'm not involved in anything."

Dumbledore took a sip of wine, and Grindelwald ate the classic British dinner dishes gracefully, as if tasting some precious delicacy.James spread his hands towards Lily and explained something in a low voice. Coincidentally, Remus had the same smile on his face as Sirius.

"Sirius," Tonks called to him, "Don't be a fool, just tell me if you have anything to say."

Mr. Weasley seemed to have guessed something, and glared at George and Fred, who were beside them with toothy smiles.

"Oh," Sirius began with a drawn-out flat exclamation, "well," he said, with a handsome smirk on his face, "Just now Piers Thicknesses should have checked Mr. Longbottom. There's a magical reaction to Apparating, but there's nothing they can do about it, because they can't catch Mundungus who's already Apparated out of there, even though he's broken the law."

"I wonder if the Ministry of Magic will send a Howler letter to Longbottom's old house?" Sirius said with some doubts in his tone.

"Mundungus?" asked Hagrid gruffly. "How could he... oh I mean how would he want to?"

"Of course he doesn't want to." James laughed, "So we gave him a little help, and then Sirius 'sent' him to the old Longbottom house."

Neville's round, already angular face showed straightforward surprise.

"However, it's a pity that the protection Neville's mother left her will not be effective until the day he becomes an adult." Moody also said that the magic eye was rarely quiet for a while, "so in these few days, the Death Eaters still don't know and can't Enter Longbottom House, and Voldemort will know in a moment that Neville is Apparating at home."

"At the same time, the pre-birthday transfer plan delivered by Dawlish proved to be false, and Voldemort was furious, but he would only scold and punish those Death Eaters who were stalking the block above the block, which of course may affect all Death Eaters— But we still kept Severus safe," Remus finally explained.

Harry saw James step over Lily and punch Remus on the shoulder with a narrow, teasing look on his face, saw Sirius laugh at the two of them - and couldn't help himself.

The warm restaurant is filled with the aroma of food and laughter. No matter whether the joy is temporary or not, at least they are drinking happily at this moment without any worries.The joy of NO.12 Grimmauld Square at this time does not affect its neighbors. The lights of the surrounding houses are projected on the old street outside the window. In London at the end of July, the cool night wind blows through the grass and treetops, blowing Dark clouds covered the moon, and hundreds of dementors wandered in mid-air, where people couldn't see, and because of the fear and despair that people breed day by day, they grew up and feasted on them.

Laughter in NO.12 Grimmauld Place remains unaffected.

Because everyone was so happy and talked for a long time after dinner, when Harry returned to the room, he really couldn't keep his eyes open.He forced himself to wash up, and just laying down on the bed, he heard two knocks on the door, and then Sirius walked in.

"Hey Harry, are you going to bed?"

Harry tried to lift his eyelids to look at him, and said feebly, "Yeah, I'd probably have fallen asleep if you hadn't knocked - what's the matter?"

"I just want to tell you something, and of course Dumbledore also means something in this." Sirius leaned against the door, standing in a chic posture with a solemn expression.

But Harry still couldn't open his eyes, and he still let out a weak "ah", his sleepy brain couldn't quite figure out whether the scene at this time should be taken seriously, seriously or... Forget it, anyway, the person opposite is Sirius, I'm fine even if I fall asleep...

"While Neville is at the unique center of the anti-Voldemort campaign," whispered Sirius, who had no idea what Harry was thinking, "but Harry is our most precious hope. Trust him."

"..." Harry raised his eyes with difficulty.

"Then, good night? I will always believe in Harry." Sirius said with a smile again, then opened the door and walked out quietly.

"Goodbye..." Harry blinked, as if thinking about what Sirius had just said... blinked again... then fell asleep with his head tilted.

He slept soundly this time, and when he got up again, it was Lily who knocked on the door and called him to have breakfast——

"Okay, I'll come!" Harry turned over on the bed, shouted out the door, then lay on the bed and woke up looking out the window, thinking about what Sirius said in a daze last night... Why do you say these words?

When the door opened with a click, Harry was putting on his clothes. Draco walked over to help him straighten the clothes that were rolled into a ball at his back. Then, looking at Harry with a bright smile on his face, he couldn't help asking: " Why are you smiling so happily?"

"Oh." Harry tugged at the hem of his clothes and said, "I just suddenly felt... I really don't need to let everyone know that someone is fighting to the death and trying to make a change when they don't know how to enjoy it. There is no need to let them know what some people have experienced and what kind of dangers they have faced... In fact, that sentence is also true, that is, the sentence 'others can only see your achievements, not your dedication'..."

"It's not like doing those things to get approval from others anyway," Harry muttered.

"Yeah." Draco looked at Harry, and suddenly raised his hand to cover the back of his head and kissed him lightly on the forehead, "That's right, Harry."

"I'm going back." Draco said again, with a different calmness in his gray eyes, "It's urgent, he really lost his temper."

The air seemed to freeze... The expression on Harry's face became calm in an instant, and his eyes did not jump with joy when he was praised by a light kiss.He was silent for a second, and then asked softly: "If you don't have breakfast..."

Draco leaned closer and kissed him on the lips again: "Eat a little, it's enough."

"Hmm..." Harry pulled the corners of his mouth reluctantly, and warned, "Be careful."

Draco nodded: "Don't worry, Malfoy didn't participate much in this matter, so it will be fine."

No. 12 Grimmauld Place has always had a fireplace that leads directly to the side hall of Malfoy Manor. Harry called Sirius to open the most important room belonging to the owner of Black's old house, and then watched Draco walk into the secluded room. Among the green flames, it disappeared under the fiery red flames.

"Last night there were at least a few dozen Death Eaters flying around in the London night sky like flies - except for Regulus, of course," Sirius said to Harry, "and the Ministry of Magic The news of another collective escape from Azkaban is still blocked."

"Normally, Voldemort has almost occupied the Ministry of Magic, newspapers and half of the wizarding world. It would be ridiculous if he couldn't do this again." Harry snorted coldly, but frowned soon, "Draco just told How did I say 'Malfoy wasn't much involved in this thing'?"

"Lucius hasn't found a suitable wand for personal reasons, Draco..." Sirius thought for a while, "Perhaps Voldemort felt that Draco had other uses and didn't want him to be exposed to Nazarene in this mission." In front of Wei? As for Narcissa, she was not a Death Eater in the first place, but because of Lucius, and now it is because of Lucius and Draco..."

Harry interrupted Sirius to ask, "How is Mr. Ollivander? Are you all right?"

"That's right." Sirius sighed and said, "Rel found an opportunity to go down to see it some time ago, and brought him some potions—whether it's Death Eaters or prisoners' food is not very good, and he also suffered some. crime."

Harry rubbed the space between his brows, and walked down the stairs with Sirius, quickly turning into a relaxed smile as they entered the kitchen.

"It smells so good." Harry said exaggeratedly, which made Lily laugh several times.

"Little slob." Lily poured milk on Harry and asked him, "Where's Draco? Why didn't he come down with you?"

"Oh..." Harry hesitated for a while before saying, "He's out on business, he might be back soon."

After hearing this, Lily's expression suddenly became worried, and she stopped talking for a long time; Hermione looked at Harry and guessed something, and Neville ate his bread in silence, not knowing what to say.Ron looked at Hermione, then at Neville, and noticed something was wrong...

Harry cut open the potatoes on his plate and said nothing.

The author has something to say: You need to know what you're doing...or at least...felix

—After the Half-Blood Prince's funeral

I really like the movie where Harry used Slughorn to remember the piece about Lily that Slughorn said.

Probably Lily had placed a small bowl on his table with a lily petal in it, but watched the petal sink into the water and transform into a small fish just as it was about to hit the bottom of the bowl.

The fish Slughorn kept for years - but went downstairs one day and found the fish 'poof' gone.

The day Voldemort killed James and Lily...

And kill yourself.

To be honest, the more I look at it, the more I feel that Voldemort was killed by himself. It may be the fear of death in his bones that caused him to believe in prophecy so much and choose an enemy for himself to kill him.

If the mind is firmer, it may be ignored. No matter what predictions you make, I will fly away from death.

↑There are still too many soul splits.

☆, the beginning Ⅰ

For the next few days, everything will be as usual, breakfast, lunch, dinner, and sleep.Grimmauld Square No. 12 was crowded with people, and the Order of the Phoenix often held meetings. Harry watched everyone go out every day, and occasionally went out for a walk. Anyway, there was nothing wrong with the few blocks nearby.

Everything was as peaceful and stable as it was written in the Daily Prophet.No Death Eater activity, no news of Voldemort, no escape from Azkaban.

Except for the crowds who came and went in a hurry in Grimmauld Place every day, and Regulus and... Draco who hadn't been seen for several days.

Harry sat by the window every day and looked at the carefree people wandering outside. He couldn't help but feel as if only the Death Eaters, the Ministry of Magic, and the Order of the Phoenix were in full swing. Of course, he knew that he had these thoughts purely because of boredom. , so I didn't tell anyone.

And what they usually talked about was like today, most of them were serious topics-Harry looked away from the treetops outside the window and returned to Dumbledore: "I agree." He said, "Nobody needs to drop out of Hogwarts."

"But Horcruxes..." Neville said quickly, keeping his eyes on Dumbledore.Harry looked at them with his chin in his hand, wondering how Dumbledore had explained to Neville about everything on the top floor of the Astronomy Tower and the many questions related to it... However, no matter what Dumbledore gave Answer, at least as far as the current situation is concerned, his words are still so soothing and provocative.

"Of course the ex-principal will open the door of convenience." Grindelwald looked at Neville and said in an understatement, but at the end he gave Harry a sizing look.

Harry met Grindelwald's gaze without backing down, and finally raised his eyebrows at him, saying: "Let's not talk about the convenience, but the first thing to do is the family... don't look at them usually Any dangerous matter can be rushed ahead, but it is absolutely not easy to nod on this matter."

Harry looked at Ron and said with a smile, "Especially Mrs. Weasley."

A troubled expression appeared on Ron's face for a moment.

"Especially because she almost treats Neville and Hermione as her own child. If you really plan to go out to look for Horcruxes after Trace disappears as you said just now, let alone how the Horcruxes are now, but going out will undoubtedly be a good idea." Encountered a lot of resistance." Harry said, looking at Neville.And Ron raised his hand hesitantly at this point: "Actually," he said, "my mum sensed what we were trying to do...she's already told me - but I didn't say anything." he finally promised.

"But they're so busy with the wedding now, they're dragging Hermione and me, saying why Neville can't run around because of Zongsi's problem, and it's safer to stay here honestly." Ron said The situation paused and said, "But the wedding is set for July [-]st, and Neville can go out as he pleases at that time."

"So we've been scrubbing the cutlery endlessly, matching colors to gifts, ribbons and flowers, clearing the garden of goblins, and baking a whole bunch of antipasto crepes..." Ron continued to complain about the past two days busy.

Harry smiled.

So I still tried to separate the three of them.Thinking about it, Harry bent down and pulled out a newspaper from under the coffee table and shook it out, only to see the news of the resignation of the Hogwarts Muggle Studies teacher on the side page at first glance... He looked down for a long time , and finally put the newspaper back in place silently.

He thought for a while, and finally couldn't help asking Dumbledore: "Is the Ministry of Magic still the same?"

"Otherwise?" Dumbledore looked at Harry, with some helplessness in his words, "During this time, Scrimgeour shut himself in the office all day, and it seems that he has been overwhelmed by the pressure from the outside world."

"And everyone inside the Ministry of Magic is worried, afraid that they will be the next missing person, and that their children will be attacked next..."

"Hmm." Harry nodded, "So the most important thing right now is to keep secret and take the initiative in the invisible."

"I'm waiting for an opportunity now." Dumbledore smiled, as if Harry had seen it countless times in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts, "And during these days of waiting for an opportunity, the most important thing is It's your two birthdays."

Harry laughed seeing Neville's ears turn red.

"Of course, while having fun, don't forget to be vigilant at all times." Dumbledore finally said with a smile.

And as Dumbledore said, when the complicated matters of the wedding were almost progressing, the birthday was put on the agenda.Since the birthdays of Neville and Harry are two days apart, everyone (that is, Lily and Mrs. Weasley who hold the decision-making power) decided to have a big meal together on the night of the 30th, and revelry until the early morning of the 31st .

Of course Harry had no objection.

So everyone who just finished packing at The Burrow came to decorate the kitchen at No. 12 Grimmauld Place again. Harry hung the wonderful and beautiful decorations made by Lily on the wall of the kitchen, and put the wonderful and beautiful decorations on the kitchen wall. Spread the table with a tablecloth, then arrange the candlesticks and flowers.

The dinner was very rich, and it was a table where Lily, Molly, and Kreacher gathered their best dishes.There were a lot of people, and the atmosphere was always lively. The only imperfection was that Harry was sitting next to Neville and Sirius, and Sirius was often absent-minded when eating.

When the hour hand of the clock pointed to 59:17, Dumbledore stood up, holding a wine glass in his hand, looked around everyone present, and then raised his glass and said: "This is a memorable day, 17 Today, years ago, a new page was opened in the wizarding world, and I think that today, [-] years later, will also be a new beginning for the future of the wizarding world.”

"Now, let's raise our glasses." Dumbledore raised his glass and said to Neville and Harry very solemnly, "To Neville! To Harry."

Everyone raised their glasses together: "To Neville! To Harry!"

The expressions on the faces of all the people under the bright lights were so cheerful, as if no matter what difficulties and obstacles they faced, they could not shake their determination and stop their footsteps, and Harry raised his glass under such lights: "Respect All those happy old days."

"And a better future."

The meal was late as expected, and Harry had a bit of wine, and the cake was covered in the twins just after twelve o'clock (Neville had of course fallen for it long ago) , so as soon as dinner was over, I hurried back to my room to get my things ready to take a shower.

Because it was too late, and Harry was a little sleepy, so he said that he would simply wash up and get ready to go to bed.As a result, when he was about to go out of the bathroom in his pajamas with his wet hair on his head, he opened the door and saw James leaning against the wall. He heard the sound of him opening the door and turned his head to look at him. Lily was also standing beside him with a gentle smile. .

"Happy birthday, son." James stood up straight, took his hands out of his pockets and stroked Harry's hair, "Although according to the rules of previous years, birthday presents should be placed by your bedside in the morning... But this time, I think After thinking about it, I should give it to you myself."

Harry slowly lowered his hand to wipe his hair, his black hair was fluffy and soft, and his green eyes looked at James without blinking, staring slightly, as if he had guessed something.

James bowed his head and rolled up his sleeves a little awkwardly to pick up the watch on his wrist.He drank a lot tonight and was a little excited, so it took a little effort to open the clasp and take off the watch: "Son, to be honest, I always kept watch when your grandpa gave me this watch. Thinking about this image - one day I will give the watch to my son too..."

Lily looked at James and smiled.

"To be honest, this day has come much sooner than I thought..." James said, even rubbing his nose a little embarrassedly, "I still remember you being so small..." He laughed out loud, holding She hugged Lily's shoulder and said, "You really grew so big in the blink of an eye, and even said that you have experienced too many things that your mother and I can't imagine... and neither of us..."

"I'm very happy." Harry shook his head and interrupted James' words, "Really, super happy, I even..." He choked up a bit, and then laughed, very similar to James, "It can't be used Words can describe my happiness." Harry raised his fingers and said forcefully.

James looked at Lily, couldn't help laughing, and finally raised his hand and rubbed Harry's head.

"Come on, reach out your hand." James hooked his fingers at Harry, but Lily slapped his outstretched hand and scolded him with a smile, "Out of shape!"

Harry looked at the two of them, smiled for a long time before stretching out his hand to take the watch from James, rubbed it cherishedly for a while before putting it on his left hand, "I will cherish it very much."

"Good night baby." Lily hugged Harry. "Sweet dreams."

Harry smiled and said goodnight too, but the smile disappeared from his face as soon as he got back into the room, and he looked down at the watch on his left wrist—a tiny ruby ​​shimmered in the light.Harry still had an uncontrollable surprise in his heart, but there was another, heavier feeling weighing on top of this joy, and even occupied his head and his whole heart.

He raised his hand again to look at the pale scar on the back of his left hand.

"Draco..." Harry sighed, threw himself on the bed, and turned off the light with a "click".

The moonlight poured into his room from the window all of a sudden, Harry tilted his head and looked out of the window, but he couldn't see anything, neither the stars nor the owls flying by, not even the bright moon outside the window he could see .

Harry just looked out of the window...Suddenly he heard a familiar sound, but when he sat up and listened carefully, he felt that it might be his hallucination, or someone's car tire exploded or some powerful Slam the door?

"Hmm..." Harry scratched his head, and just as he was about to fall back on the bed, he felt a cool and heavy weight on his body. The lower body was separated by a quilt, and the upper body was hugged vigorously by a hug.

At the same time, the sound of another Apparition explosion still echoed in his ears-but not as loud as a heartbeat.

The author has something to say: being dragged into an arena to face a fight to the death is different from walking in with your head held high.

—Half-Blood Prince Horcruxes

Thank you for your love and support, the principal died in the next chapter without accident.

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☆, beginning II

Harry wondered if the loud noise of Apparating on a still night counted as noise?Perhaps Mrs Weasley would have thought it was George or Fred who had gone downstairs to get a drink?Or Ron fell to the ground... There were a lot of weird thoughts in his head for some reason, but when Draco on top of him rubbed his face and pushed the hair on his forehead, There was only one person Harry could see in his green eyes.

Although the light in the room was a bit gloomy like fog, although under such light, they couldn't see each other's faces so clearly.

"Happy birthday, Harry." There was a husky smile in Draco's voice, which made his voice sound calm and tired beyond his years, "I hope it's not too late for me to come back— How have you been these two days?"

Harry had collected his shock and surprise, and politely raised his hand to touch Draco's hand: "It seems a bit cold outside?" Harry followed Draco's hand and brought it outside the house. The back of the warm hand got into the sleeve and touched the warm skin, "I'm okay, how about you? How have you been these two days?"

Draco looked at Harry, and his smile under the misty moonlight had some indescribable taste: "Where should I start?" He seemed to be asking Harry, but also asking himself He said softly, "Voldemort's rage, or... that I forgot to prepare you a birthday present?"

Harry laughed out loud, "Maybe there is a third option? Let's talk about something else?" After he finished speaking, he slightly lifted his body and kissed Draco's lips lightly, "Are you going to take a shower? Shower or talk?"

Draco seemed helpless: "Did you have a good birthday?" he asked Harry, relaxing directly beside Harry.

Harry patted Draco, Draco stood up, and Harry pulled the quilt from under him to cover him: "Birthday? It's fun, but it's not because I played anything but because I'm finally an adult, There are no more scruples about many things, and no one can casually know my whereabouts when I use magic."

"But you weren't there at dinner... I might regret it for the rest of my life." Harry looked at Draco and said very solemnly.

"I'm sorry, Harry." Draco's voice was low and full of guilt, "Like you, I'm also sorry..."

"But according to common sense, it should be Neville's birthday dinner..." Harry said again, and he still said in a serious tone, "I would have gone to bed at that time in the past, and the birthday hadn't started yet-so you still Didn't miss my supper, though it might be at the wedding."

"Speaking of weddings, Harry..." Draco said as if suddenly remembering something, but Harry also thought of something important: "By the way, I'll show you this—" he said, and pulled out the pillow from under his pillow. Pulling out his wand, he said softly, "Luminescence."

The tip of the wand glowed softly, illuminating Harry's delighted face and the beautiful watch on his wrist held out to Draco's eyes, as well as Draco's haggard face and the worry in his gray eyes.

"James's watch?" He was surprised for a moment, and then he suddenly nodded and said, "Yes, yes, I almost didn't realize it...the watch of the Potter family."

Harry showed his white teeth in a grin, and the ruby ​​on the wrist watch shone in the fluorescent light.

Draco subconsciously took a look at the silver watch on his left wrist that had made Harry covetous for several days before. A small reflection was cast directly into his eyes - Draco's pupils constricted slightly.

A silver serpentine ring was coiled around Harry's left ring finger. The eyes made of fogstone on the ring were very similar to Draco's, except that the cold gemstones couldn't express the surprise in his eyes: "Harry, you... "

"Me?" Harry withdrew his hand, turned the ring on his hand and said, "What's wrong with me? I just think this ring looks good on my finger."

Draco looked at him.

Harry still had his wand in his hand, and a little light illuminated a small piece of the world, much like the candle that was placed in the middle of the small round table on certain occasions.

"...Actually, there's also the fact that I've been here for the past two days..." Harry hesitated, swallowing back the "worries" that had reached his lips, "I miss you...so I put the ring on my finger."

Draco didn't know what kind of emotion was bubbling in his heart, he looked at Harry whose eyes seemed to be shining, and didn't know what to say... He seemed to be no longer the eloquent Malfoy, who was hypocritical and cunning, became completely at a loss and didn't hide it.

"Of course, I also want to make a promise to you..." Harry said a little embarrassedly, "Take 17 not only as the boundary between adult and minor, but also to witness some other things—for example, the two of us are fair and honest. relation."

Draco reached down and pulled the chain from his collar, grabbing the ring.But before he could pull the chain off, Harry grabbed his hand and stopped Draco with a very fast voice: "Wait, wait, of course I think you can hang it on your chest for a while , after all, sometimes you will be surrounded by a bunch of idle wizards with mental disorders.”

Draco was amused, although he understood Harry's concern inside and outside the words, but the dislike of some Death Eaters while worried was really cute.

"Okay then." Draco tucked the ring into his collar, "Then I'll wait for you to help me put this ring on." After he finished speaking, he shook his finger at Harry, which provoked Harry A raised eyebrow.

"Draco, actually I have one more thing to tell you...I've been thinking about it for a long time..."

Harry's voice was as light as a drop of rain falling into a black lake or a feather falling on the grass, but the vow was as heavy and firm as life: "No matter what the future holds, I will always love you."

Harry kissed the ring on his ring finger, and then said something that made Draco feel even more mixed: "That's what I want to tell you... oh yes, and the other thing is that I will try to make the future smoother no matter what of—for people who really love the world.”

"..." Draco half-closed his eyes and smiled, not knowing what to say, he just said dryly, "I also..."

But it's a pity that Harry, who was as straightforward as he was, didn't give him another chance to speak——

"Are you sleepy?" Harry, who had finished speaking in his heart, was very relaxed, and sleepiness surged up like a tide.He yawned, and then blinked his wet eyes, "I think we should go to bed." He said, "After all, we still have to give the birthday presenter some time..." As he spoke, he called again He yawned and fumbled his wand back under the pillow with half-closed eyes.

"Good night, Harry." Draco watched as Harry patted the pillow and tugged at the quilt, finally closed his eyes and lay down, and put his hands on his waist—and Harry tugged on the quilt once, then tugged him three times He also covered his hands under the quilt.

"Good night."

The street lights outside the window were on, and the night was soft.

At the age of 17, Harry got his coming-of-age gift from Lily and James - a watch with the Potter family crest and rubies swimming in the watch, which has a sense of history but is as strong as the family , and a lifetime commitment.

——No matter what the future holds, I will always love you——

This is the darkest period before dawn, but it is impossible to bathe in the long light without going through this short period.

July 31 this year is a bit more rushed than in previous years. Harry and Draco, who went to bed late and woke up early, unwrapped the pile of presents at the foot of the bed and packed them properly before going downstairs. Get ready for breakfast.The difference between today's breakfast and the usual one is that it's not so noisy - because George and Fred, the main force of the hustle and bustle, were not there, or many people disappeared during breakfast at No. 12 Grimmauld Square.

There was only one person who seemed to be leisurely in the huge kitchen.

"Hey, Harry, Draco." Sirius, who seemed to be in good spirits, was sitting there drinking coffee, and explained Harry's doubts, "They went to the Burrow to help out after breakfast. Trouble—the Weasleys wouldn't have stayed here for so long if it wasn't for Neville, and they're busy now."

"Did Neville go too?" Harry took the bread and milk from Kreacher, and said to the house-elf, "Thank you Kreacher, I really like your gift!"

The kind house elf was a little shy: "As long as little Harry likes it, eat more in the morning."

"Well, I transformed him—he doesn't seem to be very proficient in spells in this area." Sirius put down his coffee cup, frowning slightly, and said, "Rael said that Voldemort has got the Weasley family's wedding invitation The news, maybe something will be done, so they don't have to worry about someone getting drunk and leaking the news, right?" He said a bad joke at the end.

"Maybe?" Harry laughed, spreading jam on the bread.

"Where's Rael?" Draco took a sip of coffee, and after a good night's sleep, his complexion improved a lot.

"Asleep in the room." Sirius sighed, "I want to wake him up later, and then we'll have a good discussion with Dumbledore on this matter. After all, these things can't be said to be difficult or difficult. .”

Harry nodded, ate the bread in two mouthfuls, and drank milk again: "When is the wedding?"

"afternoon."

Harry nodded, suddenly thought of something: "Call some people to pay attention to Scrimgeour, he might have an accident."

"Huh?" Sirius questioned subconsciously.

"It will die." Harry said succinctly, "If things still develop like this, the Ministry of Magic will fall before Bill's wedding is over. Anyway, we have to keep the current minister first, because we don't know whether the one who will come to power later will have A healthy person with self-awareness."

"Of course I can use this opportunity to clean up the Ministry of Magic...Dumbledore should have a plan, and I'm not very good at it." One of Harry's strengths is that he can always clearly understand what he can and what he can't.

But at the same time, he also has a characteristic, well, a characteristic, because this is not a shortcoming-that is, he always has a super sense of responsibility to make the impossible possible.

The author has something to say: When we face death and darkness, what we fear is the unknown, nothing else.

half blood prince 26 cave

Thanks to 19482213 for the mines and Ye Xiaoling for the grenade!

Professor Dumbledore successfully led the dog—oh no, it was recharging the magic circle to activate it, and returning to youth is not a dream. (To tell you the truth, writing about Dumbledore's fall really exploded the number of words in order to do what I said. I haven't written so many words since the holiday.)

Not to mention returning to youth, the actors who played Dumbledore and Grindelwald when they were young are not covered by their appearance, licking the screen prprprprpr

Relevant plots wait until the next chapter (basically the Half-Blood Prince is over, there is really a kind of ending