HP Approaches the Magic World

"Ah, Harry!"

In the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry coming and said loudly, interrupting Fleur's long monologue about the wedding.

"Great, I was just going to tell you about the safety measures on the way to Hogwarts tomorrow.

We have borrowed a car from the Ministry of Magic again, and there will be Aurors waiting at the station -"

"Is Tonks there too?"

Harry handed over his Quidditch robe and asked.

"No, probably not. From what Arthur said, she should have been arranged somewhere else."

"That Tonks, she's getting slovenly now."

Fleur said thoughtfully, while shining her beautiful face on the back of a teaspoon: "If you ask me, this is a big mistake——"

"Yes, thank you very much."

Mrs. Weasley said sharply, interrupting Fleur again, "You'd better hurry up and get on with it, Harry.

If possible, I'd like you to pack your suitcases tonight to avoid the usual mess when you leave."

Indeed, their departure the next morning went much more smoothly than usual.

When the Ministry of Magic car arrived in front of the Burrow, they were already waiting there: the boxes were packed,

Hermione's cat Crookshanks is safe in his travel basket,

Hedwig, Ron's owl piglet, and Ginny's new purple dwarf Pooja were all kept in cages.

"Goodbye, Ali."

Fleur said in a hoarse voice and kissed Harry.

Ron hurried forward with an expectant look on his face, but Ginny stretched out a foot and tripped Ron, causing him to fall on the dirt at Fleur's feet.

His face was red with anger and his body was covered with dust. He hurriedly got into the car without even saying "goodbye".

What was waiting for them at King's Cross Station was not a beaming Hagrid.

As soon as the car stopped, two bearded Aurors wearing black Muggle suits and stern expressions came forward. Without saying a word, they walked into the station under cover.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry through the retaining wall,"

Mrs. Weasley said that the heavily guarded posture seemed to make her a little nervous and flustered.

"Better let Harry go first, and—"

She looked at an Auror inquiringly, and the man nodded slightly, grabbed Harry's arm, and led him towards the wall between the ninth and tenth platforms.

"I can walk by myself, thank you."

Harry said angrily, wrenching his arm out of the Auror's grasp.

He pushed the trolley and rushed towards the solid retaining wall, ignoring the Auror's silent companionship.

A second later, he found himself standing on platform nine and three-quarters. Beyond the crowded crowd, the bright red Hogwarts Express train was blowing steam.

A few seconds later, Hermione and the Weasley family came over.

Without asking for the opinion of the sullen Auror, Harry motioned for Ron and Hermione to walk along the platform with him, looking for empty carriages with no one around.

"We can't go together, Harry,"

Hermione said apologetically, "Ron and I are going to the prefects' carriage first, and then we have to patrol the corridors."

"Oh, by the way, I forgot."

"You'd better get in the car quickly, we only have a few minutes left."

Mrs. Weasley looked at her watch and said.

"Well, I wish you a happy semester, Ron..."

"Mr. Weasley, can I have a word with you?"

Harry made an impulsive decision.

"no problem."

said Mr. Weasley, who looked a little surprised, but followed Harry until they were out of earshot.

After much thought, Harry came to the conclusion that if he wanted to tell someone, Mr. Weasley was the most suitable person.

First of all, he worked in the Ministry of Magic, which was the best position to conduct investigations; secondly, Harry thought that Mr. Weasley was unlikely to get angry all of a sudden.

As they walked aside, he saw Mrs. Weasley and the sullen Auror casting suspicious glances at them.

"While we were in Diagon Alley—"

Harry started to speak, but Mr. Weasley changed his expression and stopped him.

"I was just trying to figure out where you, Ron, and Hermione had gone! You pretended you were in the hut behind Fred and George's shop."

"How did you-"

"Harry, stop beating around the bush with me. Do you know who you're talking to? I raised Fred and George."

"Um...yeah, that's right, we are indeed not in the cabin at the back."

"Great, then, let's hear the worst."

"Well, we followed Draco - wearing my invisibility cloak."

"Is there any special reason for you to do this? Or is it just a whim?"

"Because I think Malfoy is up to something."

Harry ignored the annoyed look on Mr. Weasley's face and said, "He dumped his mother, and I want to find out why."

"You're right."

Mr. Weasley said in an accommodating tone,

"Did you figure out the reason later?"

"He went into Boginbok's store,"

Harry said, "He started viciously ordering the guy in the shop, Borgin, to fix something for him.

Then, he also said that he hoped Bo Jin would keep something else for him.

According to what he meant, this is the same thing as the one that needs to be repaired. It seems to be a pair. Later..."

Harry took a deep breath.

"And there's something else. When Madam Malkin tried to touch Malfoy's left arm, he jumped eight feet away.

I think he should be branded with the Dark Mark.

I think he took his father's place as a Death Eater."

Mr. Weasley seemed taken aback.

He paused and said: "Harry, I don't believe that You-Know-Who would let a sixteen-year-old -"

"Who really knows what the mysterious man will and won't do?"

Harry asked angrily: "Mr. Weasley, forgive me for being presumptuous, but isn't this matter worthy of investigation?

If Malfoy has something to repair, and he needs to threaten Borgin to fix it for him, that thing is probably related to dark magic and is dangerous, right?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure, Harry,"

Mr. Weasley said slowly, "You know, after Lucius Malfoy was arrested, we searched his home and took away everything that might be dangerous."

"You probably missed something."

"Yeah, maybe."

Mr. Weasley said, but Harry could feel that Mr. Weasley was perfunctory.

There was a whistle from behind, almost everyone got on the train, and the doors were closing.

"You have to hurry."

Mr. Weasley said, when Mrs. Weasley shouted: "Harry, hurry up!"

Harry rushed over quickly, and Mrs. Weasley helped him carry the box onto the train.

"Okay, dear, you come to spend Christmas with us. This has been agreed with Dumbledore, so we will meet again soon."

Mrs. Weasley said through the car window, when Harry closed the car door heavily: "You must take good care of yourself——"

She trotted after the train, then turned around and the train turned around and was out of sight.

Mr. Weasley came from behind and stood beside his wife, his face heavy.

"He probably already guessed it."

"It doesn't matter if you guessed it. If you are mentally prepared, it won't be too sudden."

"I think you have a good idea. He shouldn't..."

"Who knows, you should go back and talk to Jon."

"Um."