The days of hanging out at Hogwarts

Because someone had occupied all the seats, Hermione could only sit on the armrest of the sofa chair, putting one hand on Loren's shoulder to maintain her balance. When she saw Ginny buried her head and her earlobes were blushing, there was a joke in her eyes. With a smile, he turned to Harry and asked:

"How was your summer vacation at school?"

"It's a little different from what I imagined, and it feels pretty good."

"How's the Legilimency thing going?"

"I have Grawp and Dobby practicing with me. Although I can't understand their emotions, it's easy to read through their memories. I've mastered the basic spell-casting skills, but I'm just not very skilled in using them. I have to prepare for half a minute each time.

"Following Lorenti's suggestion, I tried to peer into my brain through the Mirror of Erised and viewed all the memories related to Voldemort. However, there was still no clue of a living Horcrux. I always felt that something was missing."

After Harry finished speaking, he scratched his head, showed a troubled expression, and sat down next to him: "I don't know what to do now."

Hagrid frowned his thick eyebrows and hesitated to speak.

Harry seemed to be slandering his brother Grawp, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that he was right.

Loren looked at the lightning-shaped scar on Harry's forehead and showed a thoughtful expression: "Don't you think this situation is familiar? You experienced something like this last semester. You need a secret memory to find out about Clues to the Horcrux..."

Harry tilted his head: "You mean Professor Slughorn? He has clues about living Horcruxes?"

"..."

Ginny raised her head and stared at him silently: "Is it possible that Loren is referring to the Elixir of Fortune?"

Harry's eyes widened immediately, with a hint of surprise and surprise.

He quickly took out a glass vial, then found a silver spoon, and poured about a teaspoon of the liquid. The slightly viscous liquid was floating with faint golden light spots, and he put it into his mouth and took a sip.

The room was silent, and everyone silently watched Harry drink the elixir. Only Fang was lying at Loren's feet, breathing heavily.

Loren stared at his roommate who had just taken the Felixir. There was crystal blue light and shadow in his eyes. Harry was obviously still the same Harry, but his temperament had undergone subtle changes. He looked more confident, and his green eyes were slightly shining. , an active magic power gradually spreads to the user's body,

"How does it feel?"

"..."

Harry didn't answer for a moment, his facial expressions naturally showed confidence and joy. The dull feeling in his body quietly disappeared, and his whole person seemed to be completely transformed. He exhaled softly, followed some subtle and unspeakable intuition, and looked at Friends around you:

"It feels great, why don't you guys have some?"

Several people watching were stunned for a moment. Only Loren raised an eyebrow and asked calmly: "Is this the suggestion of a blessed elixir?"

"Maybe, I can't tell. I just think it feels good and you should experience it too." Harry shrugged.

"You are the one who needs to use Legilimency to extract memories and clues. Why do you need us to drink the Felixir..." Ron muttered, "But I still want to taste the Felixir..."

Ginny put her arm around Harry.

Hagrid scratched his head.

Hermione and Loren looked at each other, quickly reached a consensus, and tacitly took out two well-sealed glass bottles from the pendant.

The liquid in the bottle glows with a faint golden glow and flows through the clear glass wall. It does not stick or stick, and is crystal clear.

…

Ten o'clock in the morning, on the streets of London.

A group of strange people were walking on the roadside. The most eye-catching one was the big man. His beard and hair were as thick as weeds, and his limbs were thick. But his confused eyes made his face look fierce.

There were three Muggles in this group, and there was nothing strange about them walking on the road. The two Weasley brothers had been influenced by Arthur for a long time. They were just curious when they saw the electric lights of the cars on the street, and they did not scream in surprise, except for the overly strong half-blood giant. Eye-catching, it didn't cause any sensation.

Hagrid looked at the people on the roadside and the cars that kept passing by, his expression still a little dazed. He originally planned to spend Harry's seventeenth birthday in the Forbidden Forest, but after drinking the Felixir, he ended up going out for fun and wandering around. .

The first location was Harry's choice.

Loren walked briskly, in a happy mood, and turned slightly sideways and said, "Hermione, did you hear the instructions for the Elixir of Fortune?"

"What guidance."

"Guide you to hold my hand."

"Fortunate Elixir doesn't have this effect. That's your own idea."

Hermione pursed her lips, inadvertently increased the swing of her right hand, and quietly held his hand.

The magic power of the Felixir believes that this is the best choice, because no matter whether you refuse or cooperate, the final result will be the same.

"hey-hey……"

Loren had a pleasant smile on her face.

Ginny next to her quietly glanced at her boyfriend, and the next moment she was held by a warm hand, and she couldn't help but smile.

Ron was eating sweet papa candies. He would only turn his head to look at the things around him when there were some interesting buildings or Muggle objects that he had never seen before. In addition, most of the time, he looked further away. The view.

The elixir of good fortune whispered in his ears, and the magic of luck guided him - the two pairs of bad guys and girls next to him would ruin his good mood.

He only occasionally chatted with the lonely Hagrid.

"Why didn't those two guys, George and Fred, come to join in the fun?"

"Ginny keeps nagging Harry at home, and the two of them are tired of hearing it. They say they can't bear to see Ginny being intimate with Harry, and they're worried that they'll use the latest product of the theater on him."

"What about Sirius and the others?"

"He behaved very strangely. When he first heard that we were going to celebrate Harry's birthday, he clamored to make a life-size cake. Later, when he heard that we invited Loren and Hermione, he said he wouldn't disturb our peers and would go to school to find Harry in the evening."

"..."

We walked slowly into the familiar intersection, and the group gradually quieted down. The sound of the passing vehicles gradually faded, and the footsteps of pedestrians became obvious.

The hydrangeas were in full bloom, and the square houses in Little Whinging were bathed in bright sunshine. Occasionally, residents carrying watering hoses could be seen in the small courtyards on the roadside. Some were watering the lawns in front of their homes. It was the season when the grass and leaves were lush and green; some were washing cars, and the smooth paint surface was exposed under the water flow, shining brightly.

Neighbors in the community knew each other and were somewhat wary of these strange foreign faces, until they saw the black-haired boy with glasses, and the wariness in their eyes suddenly disappeared, and turned into a bit of suspicion.

His clothes fit him naturally, and he was holding a beautiful girl, looking well-dressed, and there was no trace of his former thinness and sickness.

When did the Dursleys' nephew become so tall?

When did the Dursleys change their personalities?