HP Magic Biography

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"My dear mother, yes," Sirius said, "we wanted to put her in peace a month ago, but now we think she has obtained permanent residency. She uses it behind the canvas Possession spell. Before all those guys wake up, let's go downstairs quickly."

"But what is your mother's portrait doing there?" Harry asked in confusion. They now passed the door of the hall and walked to a downward stone stairway, with others following them.

"Have no one told you? This is my parents' house," Sirius said, "but I am their only offspring, so this house is mine now. I will provide it to Dumbledore as the headquarters. , Anyway, I’m the only one here, a bunch of bad hanging statues and a crazy elf."

Harry wanted to have a better welcome, but he noticed that Sirius' voice sounded so helpless.

He followed his adoptive father to the bottom of the stairs, and entered the kitchen in the basement through a door.

The kitchen looked exactly like the hall above, gloomy and dark. It was a cave-like room surrounded by rough stone walls. Most of the light came from a huge flame in the innermost part of the room. A thick cloud of smoke hung in the air, like gunpowder on the battlefield. Look at the hideous shapes of cooking utensils and pans made of heavy iron hanging down from the dark ceiling.

This room is full of chairs for meetings. A long wooden table is placed in the middle of the chairs. It is piled with rolled parchment, goblet, empty wine bottles, and a pile of what looks like Something with a rag.

"Harry!" Mr. Weasley yelled. He greeted Harry in a hurry and shook Harry's hand tirelessly. "It's nice to see you!"

Through his shoulder, Harry saw Bill. Bill still had long hair and a ponytail. He hurriedly rolled up a long piece of parchment and threw it on the table.

"What happened just now? You opened the curtains?" Fanlin walked over from behind and asked. He had just sent the members of the Order of the Phoenix to leave. In fact, this should have been Sirius' work, but Sirius was going to send Si Nep?

This is like a joke.

"Oh, it's me." Tonks said annoyedly. "That **** umbrella stand, it tripped over again."

"It's really pitiful." Fan Lin shook his head, looking helpless.

Tonks is always so reckless, Fanlin very much doubted that if it hadn’t happened to Voldemort, Tonks’ careful thoughts...

"Harry, how do you feel?" Fanlin walked over, "You can't be troubled by the Dementor."

"Oh, of course, I would feel better if it hadn't happened." Harry said in a bad tone, "Who was it just now? I seem to have seen Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh, you read it wrong." Fanlin said indifferently. "In fact, Dumbledore had already left before he came. We are just finalizing the details..."

"Ahem, okay, Harry, come here." Weasley beckoned, "We are ready to have dinner, don't let unrelated things affect your mood."

Fanlin shook his head, all forms of disclosure will be stopped, well, at least in front of Mrs. Weasley.

"How about?" Hermione asked, "I mean the meeting."

"Fortunately." Fanlin shook his head, "I think I might have to leave."

"Leave?" Hermione's eyes widened. "Hagrid's matter?"

"Yes, Hagrid ran into some trouble in the north, but the people here couldn't get away, so it was me and Sirius."

"You and Sirius?"

"Well, Sirius is in a bad situation at the Ministry of Magic recently, so Dumbledore decided to let him take care of some other things."

"Didn't you say that Dumbledore is not there?"

"Well, it was arranged before, but it was only confirmed when Harry entered the protection area."

"when are we leaving?"

"Just these two days..."

"You two, don't discuss it. We are going to prepare dinner." Mrs. Weasley knocked on the table. She didn't want Fanlin to reveal too much information.

"It's okay, Molly," Sirius said.

"What's the matter?" Harry asked.

"It's Hagrid." Sirius looked at Molly.

"You shouldn't involve these kids, Black."

"He needs to know sooner or later, and I'm the main person in charge." Fanlin said, "It's Hagrid, you know, Harry."

"It's a giant!" Harry thought, "Hagrid is going to find the giant."

"Yes, that's right." Fanlin nodded, "Together with Mrs. Maxim, in northern Ireland, the Italian giant is too far away to fight."

"Fight?" Harry asked. "You mean to bring the giant to our camp."

"Yes, that's what Dumbledore meant." Fanlin nodded, "But Hagrid has some trouble, and he needs some support."

"Support, so it's you?"

"Well," Fanlin nodded, "Sorry, Hermione, I can't take you this time."

"It's okay," Hermione said, "I know."

"I said you two, you should take care of other people's feelings anyway." Fred crooked his **** to Fanlin's side~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I heard Bill say that you two have been in Egypt. Is it true to live together? "

"Of course we..."

Fanlin glanced at Hermione's hand on her waist. How could this girl learn to pinch?

"Of course we are staying in a hotel, otherwise it will be difficult to arrange." Hermione said quickly.

"But the version I heard is not like this, Hermione, lying is not your style." George also came over. The Weasley brothers always liked this kind of plot, especially during the busy days. Yes, when no one satisfies the curiosity of two people.

"I don't think your energy should be placed on the two of us. Harry has just arrived. As seniors, I think it is necessary for you to give Harry some care and warmth." Fanlin said solemnly.

"Oh, forget it, Ron is enough," Fred said. "He plays this role well."

"Of course, and our lovely little sister..."