HP Magic Biography

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Thank goodness, Ginny murmured.

They looked at each other, and Harry wanted to hug her, to hold her in his arms; he didn't even care that Mrs. Weasley was there, but just when he could barely contain his impulse, there was a loud crash from the kitchen. ring.

I'll show you who I am, Kingsley, wait until I see my son, back off now if you're wise!

This voice was mixed with endless anger, and even an indescribable sense of embarrassment.

Harry had never heard Mr. Weasley roar like that before, and he burst into the drawing room, sweat glistening on the bald spot of his head, glasses on one side, and Fred followed him, both pale , but fortunately the two of them were not injured.

Arthur! sobbed Mrs. Weasley. Oh! Thank goodness!

How is he? Mr. Weasley knelt down beside George. We've got the message, my poor...

Mr. Weasley didn't go on, just knelt beside George.

Speaking of which, this was the first time since Harry had known Fred that he seemed to have lost his ability to speak. He leaned on the back of the sofa and opened his mouth wide to look at the twin brother's wound, as if he didn't believe what he saw.

Perhaps awakened by the sound of Fred and his father approaching, George moved slightly.

What do you think, George? asked Mrs. Weasley hastily.

George ran his fingers over the injured side of his head. Like a saint, he muttered.

What's the matter with him? Fred asked hoarsely, looking terrified. Is he out of his mind?

Like a saint, George repeated, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. Look...I've become holy, with holes, Fred, get it?

Mrs. Weasley whimpered harder.

But differently, joy flooded Fred's pale face. How sad, he said to George, how sad! All the jokes about ears in the world are piled up in front of you, and you pick one with a hole?

Oh, yes, George said to his tearful mother, smiling. Anyway, you'll be able to tell us apart later, mother.

He looked around. Hi, Harry...you're Harry, aren't you?

Yes, I am, Harry replied, moving closer to the sofa. Well, at least we got you back safely, George said. Why didn't Ron and Bill flock to my sickbed? I think there might be something wrong!

They're not back yet, George, said Mrs. Weasley palely.

Suddenly, George's smile faded. Harry glanced at Ginny and gestured for her to go back outside with him, and Ginny whispered as they passed the kitchen, Ron and Tonks should be back by now, they don't have a long way to go, Aunt Muriel's house isn't that far from here.

Harry said nothing.

Ever since arriving at the Burrow, Harry had tried hard not to let the fear approach him, but now a great fear surrounded him, seemed to climb his skin, throb in his chest, and choke his throat.

Ginny took his hand as they went down the steps into the backyard.

Kingsley strode up and down, looking up at the sky each time he turned.

Harry thought of the way Uncle Vernon paced back and forth in the living room a thousand years ago. Uncle Vernon probably looked like this too, his face was flushed, but any disturbance would stir up their tense emotions.

Hagrid and Lupine stood shoulder to shoulder, looking up in silence.

Harry and Ginny were ignored as they joined their silent watch. Those few minutes seemed like years. Any slight sound of wind would cause them to jump up and turn towards the sounding bush or tree, hoping to see some Order member who hadn't returned unscathed from those leaves... and then, just then, Suddenly a broom appeared directly above them, and then fell to the ground extremely fast

It's them! Harry exclaimed in surprise.

Tonks landed after a long brake, kicking up dust and gravel.

Remus! Tonks shrieked, shaking off his broom and throwing himself into Lupine's arms. Ron's face was dull and pale, he seemed speechless and dazed as he staggered towards Harry.

Are you okay? Harry said happily.

It looks like this. Ron shrugged his shoulders, seeing Harry made him feel a lot easier. So, everyone is back, where is Van Lin and Hermione? Why didn't the two of them come out to pick up Harry? us?

Uh... Harry paused, he didn't know how to explain to Ron, everyone was for him, and George paid for it with an ear...

Ron was awesome just now, said Tonks enthusiastically, jumping out of Lupine's arms. It's just too good to be true, I've never imagined it before. Knocking out a Death Eater, right in the head, especially while aiming at a moving target on a flying broomstick...

That Death Eater doesn't have eyes, he chose the wrong one! Ron laughed.

Nice job, said Harry reluctantly, happy for Ron, but...

Are we the last to come back?

No, said Ginny, we're still waiting for Van Lin and Hermione and Sirius Bill and Fleur and Mad-Eye and Mundungus. I'm going to tell Mom and Dad you're all right, Ron...

After speaking, Ginny ran into the house, and the news of Ron's return would make Mrs. Weasley's life easier.

So, what's keeping you up? What's going on? Lupine sounded annoyed at Tonks, who was expected to be the third to arrive.

It's Bellatrix, said Tonks. She wants my life as much as Harry's, Remus, she's trying to kill me. I just wish I could catch her, I remember her! But we hurt Rudolph ...then we went to Ron's Aunt Muriel's house, missed the portkey, and she was still fussing over us...

Lupine ran his hand through Tonks' hair, and he nodded, seemingly unable to say anything else.

A large part of the reason Bellatrix wanted to kill Tonks was because Tonks' other half was a werewolf, a lowly inferior species.

So what happened to your group? Tonks asked, turning to Harry and Kingsley.

They each told their stories, but the absence of Van Lin, Hermione, Sirius Bill, Fleur, Mad-Eye and Mundungus hangs over them like a dark cloud in the sky tonight, and the cold erosion makes it It is increasingly difficult to ignore.

I have to go back to Downing Street, I should have been there an hour ago, Kingsley said, scanning the sky one last time, Let me know when they come back.

Lupine nodded, and Kingsley waved to the others and stepped into the darkness outside the door. Harry thought he heard the faint popping sound of Kingsley Apparating after he crossed the Burrow boundary.

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs, Ginny following them, and they hugged Ron before turning to Lupine and Tonks.

Thank you, said Mrs Weasley, for my boys.

Don't be silly, Molly, said Tonks at once.

How's George? Lupine asked.

What happened to him? Ron demanded sharply. He's lost... But the rest of Mrs. Weasley's words were drowned out by shouts from all around.

A Thestral... It should be a stalk, Harry is a little uncertain, there is another one behind it, but the Ye Qi is missing half of its wings, and the leading Ye Qi screams and screams. Landed a few feet away from them, and so did the other one, which seemed to be brought back by Bill's magic.

Bill and Fleur scrambled down from the top, but were unhurt by the wind.

Bill! Thank God, thank God... Mrs. Weasley ran forward, but Bill gave her a reluctant hug, looking straight at his father, and said, Mad-Eye is dead.

No one spoke, no one moved.

Harry felt as if something inside him had fallen, plummeted through the earth, and left him forever.

We saw, Bill said, and Fleur nodded, the tears on her cheeks gleaming in the light from the kitchen window, just after we broke out of the encirclement, Mad-Eye and Mundungus Very close to us, and they were flying north, too. Voldemort... he could fly... and ran straight after them. Mungertons panicked, I heard him yelling, and Mad-Eye tried to stop him, but Mundungus Apparated. Voldemort's spell was hitting Mad-Eye in the face and he fell backwards off his broom... We couldn't do anything, not at all, and we ourselves Personal chase... Bill's voice broke.

Of course you can't do anything, said Lupine. They are all standing and looking at each other. Harry couldn't understand that Mad-Eye was dead, it couldn't be him...Mad-Eye, he was so strong and brave, he was the last survivor of the last era...

However, no one spoke, words seemed meaningless at this moment...

By the way...Fan Lin, and Sirius, are they back? Bill wiped away his tears, We found their Ye Qi, they were attacked, I guess, it might be some kind of corrupting spell, Fan Lin cut off Ye Qi's wings with the God's Shadowless Curse, because I didn't see the other half of the wings at all...they...

They haven't come back yet... Harry said bitterly.

this……

Come on, children, let's go in first, Fan Lin and Sirius are the strongest among us, I believe they can come back here... Mrs. Weasley said in a deep voice, rarely Yes, she is a very calm one.

They followed the Weasleys back to the Burrow in silence, and into the living room, where Fred and George were laughing.

What's the matter? Fred asked, scanning the faces of everyone who came in. What's the matter? Who—?

Mad-Eye, said Mr. Weasley mournfully, is dead!

The twin's smile was twisted with shock. Nobody knew what to do. Tonks wept silently with her face covered behind a handkerchief. She was close to Mad-Eye, and Harry knew it. She was his pride and his protection at the Ministry.

Hagrid sat in the largest corner of the room, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth. Bill went to the sideboard and brought out a bottle of strong whiskey and some glasses.

Here, he said, waving his wand, and twelve full glasses flew into the hands of everyone in the room, himself holding the thirteenth aloft. For Mad-Eye.

Mad-Eye, they said together as they drank their wine. Mad-Eye, repeated Hagrid with a hiccup, a little later than the others.

The strong whiskey searing Harry's throat seemed to bring the feeling back into him, something like courage to drive out the numbness and sense of unreality that was tormenting him.

Has the Monggertons disappeared? asked Lupine, having finished his own glass. The atmosphere changed immediately. Everyone was watching Lupine nervously, hoping that he would continue, and it seemed to Harry that they were a little bit more afraid of what they might hear.

I understand what you're thinking, Bill said, I was so skeptical too. It looks like the Death Eaters are waiting for us on the way back, don't they? But there's no way the Monggertons will betray us. He had a contract spell on him, and, the Death Eaters didn't know there were seven Harrys, they were completely confused when we showed up, and you may have forgotten, it was the Mungertons who suggested a little trick Yes. Why didn't he give them this crucial information? I think the Monggertons were just too panicked, it's that simple. He didn't want to come in the first place, but Mad-Eye forced him to come, and you know Voldemort is Straight at them. That's enough to scare anyone.

You-Know-Who did exactly what Mad-Eye expected, Tonks said, sniffing hard, Mad-Eye said he must have thought the real Harry would follow the strongest and most skilled Aurors. He came after Mad-Eye at first, but when the Monggertons gave up on them, he turned to Kingsley...

Yes, Zesi (this) is not bad, Fu Rong sobbed, But Ze (this) does not explain how (how) Taiwan (they) knew that we would transfer Ah (Ha) Li tonight, so no ( Right)? Someone must be too careless. Someone mentioned (this) day to outsiders. (This) is for the Taiwan (they) know it is today but don't understand the array (whole ) the only explanation for the plan.

Fleur spoke nicely and softly, but at this moment Harry lost the mood to appreciate it.

She stared at everyone, tears still hung on her beautiful face, quietly facing any rebuttals that might come from anyone. Yet no one does that. The only thing that broke the silence was a sniffling sound from behind Hagrid's handkerchief.

Harry looked at Hagrid, the man who had just put his own life on the line to save himself... Hagrid, the man he loved and trusted, the man Voldemort had contrived to extract important information in exchange for a dragon egg people……

No, Harry said loudly, and they all looked at him in amazement: the strong whiskey seemed to amplify his voice, I mean... if someone makes a mistake, Harry went on, it's a leak. I know they didn't mean it. It wasn't their fault, he repeated, a little louder than his usual.

We have to trust each other. I trust all of you, and I don't trust anyone in this room to betray me to Voldemort. His words drew a longer silence. They all looked at him: Harry felt a little hot again, and he drank more whiskey. As he drank, he thought of Mad-Eye. Mad-Eye always objected to Dumbledore's willingness to trust people.

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