HP Approaches the Magical World

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Hermione checked Jon's reply without leaving a trace, and then turned her mind to face the current situation.

So Jon and Zhu Sha saw Hermione holding Ron's hand in the picture and said, "Thank you, Ron, but I can't let you—"

"You have no choice." Ron squeezed her hand excitedly: "I'm going to teach you to be familiar with my family tree, so you won't be afraid to ask questions."

Hermione gave a quavering laugh.

"I don't think it matters, Ron, because we're on the run with Harry Potter, the nation's most wanted man.

If we go back to school, things will be different.

Does Voldemort have any plans for Hogwarts? "

"School is now compulsory for every young wizard," replied Lupine, "it was announced yesterday.

This is a change as it was never mandatory before.

Of course, almost all British wizards attended Hogwarts, but parents have the right to homeschool their children or study abroad.

And now, Voldemort could keep all wizards under his watch from childhood.

It was also one of the ways to weed out Muggle-borns, as students had to hold a blood certificate - showing that they had proven their wizarding ancestry to the Ministry of Magic - in order to be admitted. "

Harry was disgusted and angry: how many eleven-year-olds were happily leafing through their new spellbooks right now, not knowing that they would never see Hogwarts, or even their own family.

"This this……"

He was at a loss for words to express the horror he felt, but Lupine said softly:

"I know."

"I can understand if you can't prove it, Harry, but the Order of the Phoenix has the impression that Dumbledore left you with a mission."

"Yes." Harry replied, "Ron and Hermione know that too, and they're going with me."

"Can you tell me what this mission is?"

Harry looked at the prematurely wrinkled face, the thick but graying hair, and wished he had something else to say.

"I can't, Remus, I'm sorry. If Dumbledore didn't tell you, I don't think I can either."

"I expected you to say that," said Lupine, looking disappointed, "but I can still be of some use to you.

You know my identity and ability, I can walk with you and provide protection.

Don't tell me what you are doing. "

Harry hesitated, it was a very tempting proposition, although he couldn't imagine how it would be possible to keep it a secret from Lupine if he was with them all day.

Hermione looked a little puzzled.

"Where's Tonks?"

"What's the matter with her?

"Oh," Hermione frowned, "You're married! What does she think if you're leaving with us?"

"Tonks will be safe," said Lupine, "with her parents."

Lupine's tone was odd, almost cold.

Besides, it wasn't normal for Tonks to continue hiding out at her parents' house, she was, after all, a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and as far as Harry knew, she might want to throw herself into active action.

"Remus," Hermione asked tentatively, "is everything alright...I mean...you and—"

"Everything is fine, thank you."

Hermione blushed, and there was another silence, restrained and awkward, before Lupine said, as if forcing himself to admit something unpleasant, "Tonks is pregnant."

"Oh, great!"

"Awesome!"

"congratulation."

Lupine smiled unnaturally, made what seemed to be a grimace, and said: "So—do you accept my offer?

Can three people become four?

I don't believe Dumbledore would object.

After all, he appointed me to teach your Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

I must tell you that I believe that this journey will involve encountering evil magic that many people have never seen and imagined.

"

Both Ron and Hermione looked at Harry.

"Well... I still want to ask clearly,"

Harry said, "You want to leave Tonks at her parents' house and come with us?"

"She's perfectly safe there and they'll take care of her."

Lupine said, his tone almost cold: "Harry, I'm sure James also wants me to guard you."

"Well," said Harry slowly, "I don't think so.

I'm sure my father would like to know why you didn't guard your child. "

The color went off Lupine's face.

The temperature in the kitchen seemed to drop ten degrees, and Ron looked around the room as if he had been ordered to remember it, Hermione's eyes flicked back and forth between Harry and Lupine.

"You do not understand."

"Then explain."

Lupine swallowed.

"I—I made a grave mistake marrying Tonks. I lost my mind and have always regretted it afterwards."

"Oh," said Harry, "so you're going to abandon her and the baby and run away with us?"

Lupine jumped up, and the chairs overturned.

He was staring at them so furiously that for the first time Harry saw the shadow of a wolf in his face.

"Don't you understand what I did to my wife and unborn child?

I shouldn't have married her at all, I made her an outcast! "

Lupine kicked away the chair he had knocked over.

"You see me in the Order of the Phoenix, or at Hogwarts, under Dumbledore's protection!

You know what most wizards think of my kind!

After knowing my situation, they almost refused to talk to me!

Have you not seen all that I have done?

Even her family rejects our marriage. What parent wants their only daughter to marry a werewolf?

And the child—the child—”

Lupine was tugging at his hair. He seemed delirious.

"My kind are usually barren!

The child will be like me, I know it will be - how can I forgive myself?

Knowing his condition and still passing it on to an innocent baby.

Even if, by some miracle, the child is not like me, then wouldn't it be better, a hundred times better, not to have a father who would shame him forever! "

"Remus," said Hermione, tearfully, "don't say that - how could any child be ashamed of you?"

"Oh, maybe, Hermione," said Harry, "I'd be ashamed of him."

Harry didn't know where he got angry, and he stood up angrily.

Lupine looked as if Harry had hit him.

"If the new regime thinks Muggle-borns are bad," said Harry, "what will they do to a half-werewolf whose father was a member of the Order of the Phoenix?

My father died protecting my mother and me, do you think he would tell you to abandon your children and go on an adventure with us? "

"You—how dare you?"

Lupine said: "It's not a quest--it's not a quest for adventure or personal limelight--how can you say that--"

"I think you think you're heroic," said Harry, "and you fantasize about following in the footsteps of Sirius—"

"Harry, stop talking!"

Hermione begged, but Harry continued to stare at Lupine's pale face.

"I can't believe it,"

Harry said, "The man who taught me how to defeat dementors - was a coward."

Lupine drew his wand so quickly that Harry had just had time to catch his own when there was a thump, a thud, and he flew backwards, hitting the kitchen wall, and slipping. to the ground.

He caught a glimpse of the back of Lupine's cloak disappearing through the doorway.

"Remus, Remus, come back!"

cried Hermione, but Lupine didn't answer. Moments later, they heard the front door slam shut.

"Harry?!"

Hermione cried, "How could you do this?"

"There's nothing you can't."

Harry stood up as he spoke, feeling a lump swelling where his head hit the wall.

—he was still trembling with rage.

"Don't look at me like that!"

"Don't rush at her again!"

"Don't—don't—we can't quarrel!"

Hermione rushed between them, looking a little funny.

"You shouldn't have said that to Lupine."

"He asked for it."

Shattered images flashed through Harry's mind: he watched Sirius fall through the veil;

The crippled Dumbledore hangs in the air; a green light and the pleading voice of his mother...

"As a parent," said Harry, "you shouldn't leave your child unless—unless you have to."

"Harry—"

Hermione held out a soothing hand, but Harry shook it off with a shrug, and stepped aside, staring at the flames Hermione had conjured up.

He had spoken to Lupine through that fireplace, hoping to restore confidence in James, and Lupine had comforted him.

Lupine's tormented, pale face seemed to shake before him now, and a pang of regret welled up in him, and he felt terrible.

Neither Ron nor Hermione spoke, but Harry felt they must be looking at each other behind his back, communicating silently.

He turned and saw them both looking away hurriedly.

"I know, I shouldn't call him a coward."

"You shouldn't."

"But he acts like a coward."

"but……"

"I know," said Harry, "but if it's going to get him back with Tonks, it's worth it, isn't it?"

He couldn't get rid of the pleading in his tone.

Hermione looked sympathetic, Ron was noncommittal.

Harry looked down at his feet, thinking of his father.

Would James support Harry in saying that to Lupine, or would he be mad at his son for treating his old friend like that?

The silent kitchen seemed to be buzzing, carrying the shock of the scene just now and the silent condemnation from Ron and Hermione.

The Daily Prophet that Lupine had brought was still on the table, Harry's face staring up at the ceiling on the front page.

He went and sat down, flipped open the newspaper, pretended to read it, but couldn't get it in, his mind was still full of conflict with Lupine.

He was sure that Ron and Hermione were on the other side of the paper, talking silently again.

He flipped the paper loudly, and Dumbledore's name came into view.

It took him a while to understand that photo was a family photo.

Below the photo it reads: The Dumbledore family, from left: Albus, Percival (holding newborn Ariana), Kendra and Aberforth.

This caught his attention.

Harry stared carefully at the photograph. Dumbledore's father, Percival, was a handsome man whose eyes still seemed to shine in the faded old photograph.

Baby Ariana was not much bigger than a loaf of bread and showed no more facial features.

Mother Candela's jet-black hair is tied into a high bun, and her facial features are carved like knives.

Although she wore a satin gown with a high collar, her dark eyes, high cheekbones, and straight nose reminded Harry of an Indian.

Albus and Aberforth wore the same lace-collared jacket and had the same shawl hair.

Albus looked a few years older, but otherwise the two boys looked very similar, as this was before Dumbledore's nose was broken and he started wearing glasses.

The family looked quite happy, smiling serenely across the paper.

Baby Ariana's arms waved vaguely outside the swaddle.

Harry saw a line of captions above the photo:

Exclusive Excerpt - Upcoming Dumbledore Biography

Rita Skeeter, author

Harry thought it was impossible to make his mood worse anyway, and read it, but he was obviously wrong: the contents of the paper actually made him feel worse.

He looked at the seemingly happy family in the photo.

Is it true?

How can I know?

He wanted to go to Godric's Hollow, even if Bathilda couldn't talk to him anymore, he wanted to see the place where both he and Dumbledore had lost loved ones.

He was putting down the newspaper to ask Ron and Hermione what they thought when there was a deafening bang in the kitchen.

He stood up hastily.

Inside the ball at the door, Kreacher broke free, bowed low, and said hoarsely, "Kreacher has brought back the thief Mundungus Fletcher, master."

Mundungus struggled to his feet and drew his wand.

But Hermione was faster than him.

"Disarm you!"

Mundungus' wand flew into the air and was caught by Hermione.

He sprinted frantically for the stairs, but Ron knocked him down.

Mundungus fell to the flagstone floor with a muffled sound.

"What for?"

Mundungus twisted his body, trying to break free from Ron: "What did I do?

Send a bloody house-elf to catch me.

What the hell are you doing, what did I do, let me go, let me go, or—"

" you have no right to threaten anyone , " said harry , throwing the newspaper aside , walked across the kitchen and knelt down next to mundungus

Ron got up panting, and Harry pointed his wand calmly at Mundungus' nose. The man reeked of sweat and smoke, with tangled hair and stained robes.

"Kreacher apologizes for being late in catching the thief, master."

The elf hissed, "Fletcher is good at evading capture, with many lairs and associates.

However, Kreacher finally stopped the thief. "

"You're doing great, Kreacher.

But now, we have a few questions for you. "

Harry said to Mundungus, who immediately cried out: "I'm freaking out, okay?

I never wanted to join... don't be mad man, I never volunteered to die for you, and that's when the goddamn mysterious man flew right at me, anyone would run away, and I kept saying I didn't want to—”

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