Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

"sure."

Ron had absolute trust in Louis, and there was no doubt about Louis' potion skills. After all, he was able to invent the magical fountain of life last year.

Lewis put the bottle of red potion back, looked at Scabbers protruding from Ron's chest, and smiled at it.

Several people had finished shopping for other miscellaneous things, and it was almost evening. When they returned to the Leaky Cauldron, they found that the Weasley family was already waiting under the hall.

"Oh, Harry!" Mrs. Weasley was still so enthusiastic when she saw Harry, and so were the other Weasley family members. Fred and George even whistled at him.

Ginny could no longer say that she was speechless when she saw Harry. She talked enthusiastically with Harry about the summer vacation.

The dinner at the Leaky Cauldron was extremely sumptuous. More than ten people gathered together, almost occupying the entire bar. Harry sat with Ron, and Ginny and Hermione were separated by Louis.

Although the bar owner Tom looked a little unattractive, his hospitality infected everyone present. After everyone tasted the last dessert, Fred spoke:

"How are we going to get to King's Cross tomorrow, Dad?"

Louis stopped holding the knife and fork in his hand. If Fred hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten that it was almost time to start school.

"Oh, there's nothing to worry about." Mr. Weasley waved his hand, "The Ministry provided five cars."

For a moment, the entire hall fell silent, and the atmosphere suddenly felt awkward.

"Really?" Percy didn't even look up, he continued to deal with the chocolate cake in his hand.

"That's for you, Percy, the last outstanding young man in the family." George said with a smile, his tone full of sarcasm.

"Shut up, George, you are nakedly jealous." Percy said in his arrogant tone, "Why did the ministry send us a car?"

"Because we don't have a car." Mr. Weasley said a little vaguely. "The only car is still lying scrapped in the small village of Bristol. Well, of course we can't let them know that I still use it."

car."

Mr. Weasley's face turned a little red. He glanced at Mrs. Weasley intentionally or unintentionally, and found that Molly was not looking at him.

"Okay, everyone. After dinner, hurry back and pack your things. We will leave at ten o'clock tomorrow." Mrs. Weasley urged the children, interrupting their argument.

After hastily finishing their dinner, the Weasley children went upstairs one by one to prepare the last things. Louis followed, and when he passed Percy's room, he heard angry roars coming from inside.

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"What's wrong?" Louis pushed open the door and entered, finding Percy looking for something angrily.

"I told you not to bother me! Oh, it's you." Percy saw Lewis calm down and said, "My badge is gone. I saw it here just now."

"Maybe I forgot it in the living room downstairs. I'll go down and look for it."

Louis backed out of Percy's room, then walked into the hall, squatted down and found the shining badge under the long table.

"Meow."

Louis heard a meow and turned around to find the ginger cat Crookshanks staring at him curiously.

After being discovered, Crookshanks swished past the chair and stool nearby.

Louis got up and followed Crookshanks mysteriously. The cat was a spiritual animal, and it seemed to lead Louis to a certain place.

It was a room with a half-closed door, and bursts of dim light from candlelight came from inside.

Louis hurriedly hid behind the door on the side because he heard an argument coming from inside, which seemed to be Mrs. Weasley's voice.

"You shouldn't tell him, Arthur." Mrs. Weasley's tone was a little angry, "Harry is just a child, he shouldn't have to face this."

"But Black is chasing him." Mr. Weasley retorted angrily, "He has the right to know all this. Even in Hogwarts, it is not absolutely safe. Think about it, now that Black can escape from Azkaban

, then Hogwarts might not be a problem either."

"But the truth is so terrible, and no one can be sure that Black is hunting Harry!"

There was a bang, and there was a hammering sound in Louis' ears, which startled him.

"Oh, Crookshanks, so you are here. I have been looking for it for a long time. Hey Louis." Suddenly, Hermione came from afar. She picked up Crookshanks on the ground and said hello to Louis.

Lewis quickly made a shushing gesture towards her and pointed to the door.

"What's wrong, Louis?" Hermione felt strange about this. Louis covered her mouth and pushed her against the wall. He looked nervously at Mr. and Mrs. Weasley's room.

Fortunately, the two people arguing inside did not hear the noise outside. The noise continued.

"This is what the minister said himself." Arthur walked back and forth. "He heard from the guards in Azkaban that Black kept mumbling a name, which was Harry. That man is a madman. Who knows what a madman can do?

What kind of things he did, think about what happened thirteen years ago! He is a madman!"

The guards of Azkaban? Those cloaked monsters can also talk. Maybe Fudge has some special way to communicate with them.

Hermione just stood in front of Louis, she didn't dare to breathe, the two of them were so close that Louis could even smell the faint fragrance from her body.

Louis slowly took back his covering hand, only to realize that his hands were almost covered with beads of sweat. Hermione's eyes were extremely shocked. He pointed upstairs and then at the door, mouthing to Harry.

The two words seemed to indicate that he was extremely surprised that Sirius was chasing Harry.

Louis nodded, and suddenly he seemed to hear a rush of footsteps behind the door. He pulled Hermione over with lightning speed and leaned against the wall in the darkness in an extremely ambiguous posture.

The door opened, and Mr. and Mrs. Weasley walked out of the room, looked around, and then walked upstairs with heavy steps.

Louis let out a big breath. Fortunately, the couple were blind and did not see this scene after all.

"You can let go."

Hermione's submissive voice came, and Louis saw his posture and hurriedly left Hermione. Hermione, who was pressed against the wall and out of breath, stared at Louis with flushed cheeks and an embarrassed look.

And Crookshanks in her arms had already let out a dissatisfied meow. Just now, the fat cat squeezed between the two of them was helpless, and the entire cat body was squeezed and deformed. If Crookshanks was

Lukeshan is an Animagus, and he may have already eaten a big melon.