HP Approaches the Magical World

The meeting didn't last long, and there wasn't much else to do after all.

All the content at this stage revolves around how to protect Harry. Jon doesn't think this is a very appropriate decision, but Dumbledore insists on it, and he can't help it.

It's just that he still has other opinions.

If a child is not exposed to these things, how will the child grow up?

Naturally, these words cannot be said to the people in front of you. After all, some of the people in front of you absolutely agree with his point of view. Once he speaks out, it is likely to conflict with Dumbledore's ideas. This is not a good thing .

After briefly resetting the existing matters, Jon didn't continue to say too much, and let these wizards discuss by themselves.

Harry's voice could be heard constantly in his ears. It seemed that the young man was out of breath and said some mocking sentences, and those little ghosts of the Weasley family made some weird conjectures .

Snape never participated in the discussions of these people, he was here, just for the sake of being here, to show that he was still a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

"...In addition, regarding our old friend Fudge, the Minister of Magic, I think we should definitely take some reasonable measures to warn him and make him aware of the existence of ... the mysterious man, so that he will not be like an old man like he is now. Confused..."

"These things are not necessary now," Jon knocked on the table: "Since you have nothing else to discuss, let's stop here. Today's meeting is over, Professor Snape, I'll wait for you outside , I have something to look for you."

He stood up directly and walked outside, and when he passed by Mrs Weasley, he spoke to the housewife again.

"The little guys upstairs are almost out of control now, let them come down to eat, otherwise, the outside of the kitchen may be full of dung."

After he finished speaking, he stepped out. He didn't open the kitchen door, but directly tore through the space and left the house.

This method of tearing the space really surprised the wizards in the room. They are all very mature wizards, so they naturally know how difficult it is to tear the space. It has something to do with strength, and you also need to have corresponding experience.

"...In that case, has the old dark wizard returned?" Tonks' eyes flickered with gossip, "I heard that the first generation of the Dark Lord has reached a reconciliation with Dumbledore, look at this Means, our new leader won’t be this one, right?”

"Of course not, he is from the Hufflepuff family...but he does have some relationship with that one..."

Sirius still wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by Snape.

"Some people don't say what they shouldn't say, otherwise, Principal Phineas can't protect you."

Sirius rolled his eyes. Although Phineas was his elder, he did like Snape more, and he had always had a bad relationship with Snape, but he still obeyed and didn't talk about it.

After all, Jon was involved.

Tonks sensed a hint of danger in Snape's words, so he didn't say anything more.

Now that the meeting is over, they should get out of here,

Mrs. Weasley had gone upstairs to fetch the children for dinner.

They walked out of this small room, said a few words to each other in the hall, and then walked out of the room.

When Harry came out of the house, he saw this picture just in time.

——The dim foyer below was crowded with wizards, including the few who served as Harry's guards before. They were discussing something excitedly and quietly, and in the middle of the crowd, Harry saw the shiny black head And the protruding nose—Professor Snape was his least favorite, and when he poked his head out of the railing to take a look, these people quickly left.

When they went downstairs, they happened to see Lupine, Mrs. Weasley and Tonks casting magic on the door. Mrs. Weasley saw Harry coming down and turned to talk to Harry, admonishing him to stay in this building. There is nothing that cannot be done inside the house.

But then there was a bang right behind them.

"Tonks!"

Mrs. Weasley gave an annoyed cry, and turned to look behind her.

Harry immediately looked, and it turned out that Tonks had tripped over something and was lying on his back on the ground.

"I'm sorry! It's all because of that unlucky umbrella stand. This is the second time I've tripped over it!"

Before she could finish speaking, another terrifying, deafening scream echoed from the house.

The old lady in one portrait was woken up and started screaming desperately, and then the other portraits were also woken up and joined in the screaming.

"Bastard! Bitch! Dirty and sinful bastard! Bastard, freak, ugly bastard, get out of here! How dare you defile my ancestor's house—"

Tonks started apologizing profusely, moving the huge troll-legged umbrella stand back to its original position, and Mrs. Weasley began to enchant the other portraits so they wouldn't scream.

At the end of this farce, a man with long black hair rushed out from the door, grabbed the curtain and shouted at the old lady in the painting.

"Shut up, you horrible old hag!"

The old lady's face suddenly turned pale, she opened her eyes and shouted sharply.

"You—the prodigal son, the disgrace of the family, the evil seed I was born!"

But no one paid her any attention, and Sirius just cursed, and then, together with Lupine, managed to draw the curtain back.

Then he turned around and played with his hair.

Looking at Harry, he said, "Good evening, Harry, it seems you've already met my mother."

"your--"

"Yes, my dear mother."

Sirius didn't want to talk about these things, he just briefly introduced to Harry, why he put his mother's portrait here, and the origin of this house, and then took Harry to the kitchen in the basement, It's still dark and dark, and looks very dirty, but there are already many people here at the long wooden table.

Presumably they were about to start their dinner here.

Outside the house, all the wizards apparated away the moment they left the room. Only Snape did not use magic to leave, but walked to the opposite lawn.

Jon stood here waiting for him, and smiled slightly when he saw him coming.

"Good evening, Professor Snape, long time no see."

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