HP Magic Biography

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In fact, at the beginning of the banquet, the heat never stopped.

Ron was enthusiastically showing his new broomstick to anyone willing to listen to him.

"... It should be seventy yards every ten seconds, right? Comet 290 series has only sixty yards, and it has a fairly generous tail fin based on which broomstick design?"

Hermione was very enthusiastically discussing her views on the rights of house elves with Lupin.

"I think this is as unreasonable as the segregation of werewolves, doesn't it? This kind of thing stems from the terrible view that the wizard thinks he is superior to other creatures..."

Mrs. Weasley still had frequent arguments with him about Bill's hair.

In fact, Mrs. Weasley was not satisfied with Bill’s appearance. Because of this matter, Mrs. Weasley had discussed with Bill more than once, and every conversation was painful. Mrs. Weasley would always conclude Some other questions.

For example, Mrs. Weasley treated Tonks with enthusiasm.

At Weasley's, the most popular girl at the moment is Tonks. Hermione has become a thing of the past, and now, Bill's business is the most important thing.

Bill has not confessed about Furong. According to Fanlin’s news, it is clear that the two people are hooked up. But Mrs. Weasley will obviously not like Furong. In Mrs. Weasley’s view, Tang X is very good.

The born Animagus, talent is unquestionable, and very pragmatic, and an Auror of the Ministry of Magic.

"...It's really beyond the limit. You are very handsome. If you have shorter hair, you will be much handsomer, won't you, Harry?"

"Oh, I don't know—" Harry panicked a little when asked about his opinion, and walked towards Fred, George, and Mondungus in the corner.

Montongues stopped speaking when Harry was coming, but Fred winked at Harry and asked him to come.

"It's okay," he told Mondungus, "we can trust Harry, he is our sponsor."

"Look at what Oldton brought us?" George said, spreading his hand to Harry. The palm of his hand was filled with something like a withered black bean pod. Although they were completely still, they made a faint click. "These are the seeds of the poisonous beard," George said. "We will use him to make the snake-cutting box, but they are prohibited items, so we have a little trouble getting them."

"These 10 sailing coins, how about it, Oldton" Fred said.

"Think about the trouble I'm going to face, eh?" Mondungus said. His loose, bloodshot eyes were now narrowed wider. "I'm sorry, kids, but if it's less than 20 sailing coins, I won't earn a single coin."

"Oldton likes to make such small jokes." Fred said to Harry. "Yes, so far he was most proud of selling a pack of deformed feathers for six silver sickle coins."

"Be careful." Harry reminded them in a low voice.

"What?" Fred said, "It's okay, my mother is busy whispering to prefect Ron."

"But Moody can see your actions with his magic eyes." Harry reminded. Mondungus looked behind him nervously.

"Very good reminder," he murmured, "Well, boys, ten sailboat coins, take it away."

"Good job, Harry!" Fred said cheerfully when Mondungus poured all the seeds in his pocket into the hands of the twins and hurried to the table. "We'd better take these upstairs... …"

Harry watched them leave, feeling a little uneasy-the Weasleys have always wanted to know how Fred and George raised funds for their "joke shop", and they will eventually find out that it has something to do with him. . It was a simple matter at the time to give the prize money of the Three Wizards Tournament to the twin brothers, but what if it caused turmoil in the other family and alienated the twin brothers from the family like Percy? If Mrs. Weasley found out that he helped Fred and George in careers she didn't want to see, would she still see him as a son? The twins went upstairs, and Harry stood there, feeling guilty. Suddenly Harry heard someone saying his name, and although there was conversation all around, Kingsley's low voice could still be heard.

"Why didn't Dumbledore choose Harry as the prefect?" Kensley asked.

"He has his reasons." Lupin replied. "But this can show our trust in Harry. If it were me, I would choose to do this."

Kensley insisted, "Especially when the Daily Prophet is taunting Harry every few days..."

"However, there is also the boy from the Order of the Phoenix, Fanlin. In fact, I think he is more suitable, and there is not so much trouble. Speaking of which, he is still your boss, Remus."

"You mean Fanlin, maybe Dumbledore has other arrangements for him. In fact, you know that the kid's focus is not on Hogwarts..."

Harry didn't look back, he didn't want Lupin or Kensley to know that he was listening to their conversation. Although he was not hungry, he returned to the table with Mondungus, and the enthusiasm for the celebration evaporated as quickly as he had come-he hoped he could go upstairs to sleep, but he still wanted to wait for Sirius Fanlin and Hagrid came back. .

Moody was sniffing at a chicken leg, but it was obvious that he didn't find any signs of poison, because then he ate it.

"The handle is made of Spanish rubber, coated with protective paint, and there are anti-vibration devices..." Ron was introducing Tangks.

"Crack..."

With a clear sound, Mrs. Black's roar interrupted the pleasant atmosphere of the banquet.

"Oh, Sirius, I suggest that you protect the house with a magic circle. This will also ensure that Mrs. Black will not receive any harm, and... Oh, forget it, I thought someone would come to meet us."

"It seems we are not very welcome."

With a bang, Harry gave up on the topic he was most interested in when he saw Hermione, pushed aside the table and rushed out excitedly.

Harry hurriedly followed Hermione, and while still in the corridor, Harry saw Hermione pounce on someone's arms. The treatment was the same as he had just arrived, but it looked very different.

"You are back." Harry said excitedly, "Fanlin, Sirius...uh...had Hagrid not come back with you?"

"Hagrid is enjoying the long-lost family warmth. Although it is said that this warmth will be discounted~www.wuxiaspot.com~, you don't have to worry about Hagrid's well-being." Fanlin said with a smile.

"I am back."

Fanlin pecked at Hermione's cheek lightly, then Hermione blushed and hurriedly withdrew from her arms, but only pushed a little away.

"I don't recommend you two do this here. Is this place so big without seeing it?"

"Oh, I'm sure this won't trouble Harry." Fanlin said, but the two of them still gave Harry space.

"Sirius." Harry gave Sirius a hug with a look of excitement. Although he lived here, he was considered half the owner of the house, but his godfather was not there, and he always lacked something.

"Sirius, did you know... We were abandoned, and it looks like we must join the party halfway."

"Oh, of course, in fact, we have just started." Mrs. Weasley said, "Today is a day worth celebrating, and the two prefects have successfully completed the task of adding you two."

"Two prefects?" Fanlin looked at the girl next to him, "So, Sirius, do you still stick to your opinion?"

"Oh, of course, if it's really what you said, you can make a request."

"Very good." Fanlin nodded. "So, our new Gryffindor prefects are Hermione and Ron?"

"How do you know?" Hermione looked at Fanlin in surprise, "I thought you would think..."

"Me, and Harry?" Fanlin shook his head and said, "This is not a good choice, at least in Dumbledore's opinion, Harry is not suitable, and as for me, you should know that I am not willing."

"Yes, that's right, so let's go in, everyone is waiting." Mrs. Weasley said, "We have prepared some great dinners, and now we are waiting for you to join..."