HP Magic Biography

The days of anticipation are always easy to pass, provided that you have not suffered from Harry.

This is a normal thing for Fanlin.

See Sirius in the middle of the night, wearing Hermione, and Harry.

In fact, Fanlin didn't think Harry could get any help from Sirius.

Fanlin wrote a letter to Sirius, and this guy couldn't even come to school to watch Harry's performance.

Performance?

We seem to have made a mistake.

Fanlin shook his head. This thought is undoubtedly ridiculous. Let Harry perform with a dragon?

Even if it is not an adult dragon, Harry will be steadily burnt into **** when the flame goes down...

Fighting the fire dragon with the little wizard is really in line with the unreliable magic style of the Ministry of Magic.

However, this is also a helpless thing. A juvenile dragon is only challenging. If a monster like Fenrir is made out, it really is not a Three Witch Fighting Contest.

It should be, the brave fights the devil...

Three plus versions.

Think about it, this is really exciting.

Readers of the "Daily Prophet" will definitely like this chapter. The magical world is too lax. Naturally, everyone's tendencies have become a little nasty.

When that day came on Sunday, Harry felt relieved. After all, he was about to see Sirius. Harry had always dreamed of seeing Sirius where he worked, but...

"When will he come?"

"Come here? It's hard to say." Fanlin said, he closed his spell note, "You know, Sirius is not in England now, he is doing Auror work."

"Or, we can go there, I got some Floo fans." Harry said, and he took a small bag from his pocket.

"I don't think it would be a good thing for you to do this," Hermione said. "It's not in compliance..."

Harry was a little speechless, something that didn't meet the regulations, a few people were familiar with it.

"The most important thing now is to push everyone back to sleep." Hermione said, and she pointed to several energetic Gryffindors not far away.

"Turn on the refrigerator."

"Hat?" Fanlin said incredulously, "Why do I become a refrigerator."

"But your magic is really weird." Hermione said, "I tried it, but I can't make any changes to the most basic magic."

Harry nodded, he looked at Fanlin expectantly.

"Okay... okay..." Fan Lin muttered as he put the book on the table.

An imperceptible blue halo spread from Fanlin's fingertips in an instant.

The fire seemed to burn out, the original blazing flame flickered, and the height of the flame was pressed back into the charcoal.

Hermione and Harry had prepared a warm-up spell early on. This is something that is normal, of course, if you want to catch a cold.

Gryffindor, who was playing on the side, felt a bit cold. They were wearing very thin clothes. This is the warm Gryffindor public lounge, but now how many people can exhale the white mist?

Their activities soon stopped, and a few people hurried upstairs before Fanlin dissipated the magic.

"It really works," Harry said, shaking the ice ball in the glass.

"I think you can open a cold drink shop, completely replacing the role of the freezer." Harry said.

"That's really thank you for thinking about me." Fanlin rolled his eyes.

"What will happen to those few people?"

"I don't know, it's a cold at best, but Madam Pomfrey will cure them." Fanlin said indifferently, and he and Hermione cast their eyes on the book again.

At 10:30 in the evening, the abnormal movement from the fire caught Harry's eyes, and it looked like something came out of the fire.

Harry was a little confused, but then he remembered the scene at Weasley's house where Mr. Diggory emerged from the flames.

Harry was a little excited.

"Come here," Harry said, and he called Van Lin and Hermione to walk around the table.

Sirius' head popped out of the flame in good time.

It was the first time Hermione saw someone use Floo Net like this. In fact, she still stayed on the book for most things.

"It's nice to meet you, Sirius." Harry said excitedly. He seems to want to give his godfather a hug, but in this form...

"Sirius, I want to ask you a question." Hermione said, "I know this is a usage of Floo Net, but your head is in the flames, you won't feel..."

"It's very uncomfortable." Sirius said inconspicuously, "Although the flame of Floo powder is not hot, it is very useful to use ice water to lower the temperature to wash off the ashes on the face after a while. necessary."

"Why don't you come?" Harry asked, "I mean, why didn't you come to Hogwarts?"

"Sorry, Harry." Sirius said, "In fact, my conditions here are not enough to support my Floo fan trip."

"What's the matter?" Harry asked puzzledly.

"In fact, this fireplace can only allow one of my heads to get in." Sirius said helplessly, his head swaying in the fire, "And, you must not clean the fireplace in advance."

"Uh..." Harry wouldn't have thought that Sirius would be unable to get through for this reason.

"What's going on with those vampires, Sirius?" Fanlin asked, and he had always cared about it.

"Those vampires are absolutely the same as Peter. I very much doubt that their Animagus is a rat..."

"Mouse?"

"Should it be a bat?" Harry asked stupidly.

Hermione gave Harry a blank look, and then didn't bother to say anything to Harry.

"There is no progress in your work?" Fanlin asked.

"For now, it's like this." Sirius said. "Although we caught a few unlucky ghosts, according to their confessions, their companions seem to have evaporated. Scrimgeour is studying how to treat ordinary people. The wizard distinguishes from the vampire."

"It can be distinguished from the nature of magic power." Fanlin said, "The magic power of vampires is strongly corrosive and sticky, and their bodies are cold and have no physical characteristics of normal wizards... Do you know what physical characteristics are?"

"Oh, thank you very much, but we can't investigate every wizard." Sirius said, "Even so, I wonder if they can really catch these old monsters that have been hidden for hundreds of years. ."

Fanlin nodded, and there was no need for them to question the vampire's hidden ability.

The once glorious Holy See can't help it, can it be held by a few Aurors?

"I want to know more about your situation than this," Sirius said. "Did you find out who cast Harry's name in?"

Fanlin wanted to tell Sirius that Moody's had put his name in, but he didn't have enough evidence. At least, Moody's still hides it perfectly.

Fanlin shook his head gently.

"It's another guy who hides his head and shows his tail," Sirius said. "About the Three Witch Fighting Contest, Harry, I have something to give you."

Sirius' head shook for a moment, and then two books fell out of the flames.

"What is this?" Harry picked it up and Fanlin glanced at the title of the book, "A Hundred Ways to Deal with Dragons" and "How to Train Your Dragon".

It seemed that Sirius had heard enough news.

"What is this?" Harry asked.

"You haven't seen it yet, Harry," Fanlin said, "I reminded you, it's a dragon!"

"Have you reminded me?" Harry asked incredulously.

"Yes, where Hagrid is, I have talked about Nobo, and Hagrid also promised that Nobo will return soon." Fanlin said, "This is your first mission."

"To deal with a dragon?" Hermione exclaimed.

Harry couldn't believe it. He looked at Sirius, and then Sirius nodded, giving him some affirmative answers.

Harry instantly felt his spirit slip into a trough. Of course, nothing was more terrifying than the arrival of a dragon?

"How could... how could it be a dragon?" Hermione felt it was unscientific... Magic itself was unscientific.

"Don't worry about the dragon problem, I can deal with it, and..." Sirius looked at Fanlin.

"I will teach Harry," Fanlin said. "Dragons are not that difficult to deal with."

"Compared to this, I have something to remind you of." Sirius continued: "Harry, Karkaroff is a Death Eater. Do you know what a Death Eater is?"

"Ah, he...what?"

"He was caught with me in Azkeban, but now he is released, I bet Dumbledore needs some Aurors in Hogwarts this year to monitor him. Moody caught him. To Kakarov, he must be sent to Azkeban first."

"Karkrov was released?" Harry murmured. He struggled to accept another shocking news in his mind. "Why did they release him?"

"He made a bet with the Minister of Magic," Sirius said dismissively. "He said he made some mistakes, and then pointed out a lot... Finally he got a lot of people into Azkeban to replace him. , He is really unpopular there, I can tell you this, and since he came out, he has been full of hatred for every student and professor of his **** school, so you have to be careful of the players ."

"Okay," Harry replied slowly, "but... you just said that Karkaroff wrote my name in the goblet, right? That way, if he did, he would be worthy of it. A good actor, he will pretend to be very angry, but actually just wants to prevent me from participating in the competition."

"We knew he was playing tricks," Sirius said. "Isn't that enough because he convinced the Minister of Magic to let him go? Now, I have been following the Daily Prophet, you know, Harry—"

"You always pay attention to other things," Harry said painfully.

"Besides, judging from the article written by the woman named Skeeter last month, Moody and Hogwarts were attacked the night before they left. Of course, I know she called it a false warning. "Sirius said quickly, for fear that Harry would intervene. "But I don't think so. I think someone must be trying to prevent him from reaching Hogwarts. I think someone must feel that he is there. Their difficulties are The bigger, that’s why I did it. Now no one wants to investigate this matter in depth. The Demon Eye has heard too many things like this. But that doesn’t mean that he can’t discover the truth of the matter. The best warrior.

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"So, what are you talking about?" Harry said slowly, "Does Karkaroff want to kill me?"

But... why? "

Sirius hesitated.

"I heard something very strange," he murmured. "Recently, they have been more active than before. They found it in the Quidditch World Cup, didn't they? Someone released the mark of the Dark Devil... Later Have you heard of the disappearance of the secretary of the Minister of Magic?"

"Percy Zorkins?" Harry asked.

"Exactly, she suddenly disappeared in Albania, and it is rumored to be where Voldemort last appeared. She must have heard about the appearance of the Three Wizards match, right?"

"Yes, but she can't go directly to Voldemort, can she?" Harry said to himself.

"Listen, I understand Percy. Zorkins," Sirius said solemnly.

"So Voldemort knew the truth about the game, right?" Harry asked, "Do you mean that? Do you think Karkaroff might be here as he ordered?"

"I don't know," I don't know slowly, "I just don't know...Unless Karkaroff knows that Voldemort has enough power to protect him~www.wuxiaspot.com~ he dare to play tricks under everyone's eyes, but No matter who writes your name on the goblet, there is a reason. I always think the game is a good way to attack you and can make it look like an accident."

"From my point of view, it seems to have been premeditated." Harry said gloomily. "They just have to stand back and let the dragons complete their mission."

"That's right—these dragons," Sirius said quickly. "There is a way, Harry, don’t go up and try a stun spell—the dragon is too powerful and too magical to be defeated by a good man. You need dozens of spells at a time to subdue a dragon."

"I think, you don't need to worry about it." Fanlin said, "I have some preparations here, such as eye disease curses, etc., than this, I care more about what you say, you mean, Kakalo Husband returned to Voldemort's arms?"

"I don't know." Sirius shook his head. "I said before. This is just a guess, damn, why should I chase these **** vampires."

"If you change to someone else..." Fanlin shrugged, "I don't think they can gain anything."