HP Magic Biography

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Harry? Hey, Harry, are you there?

I'm here! Harry quickly responded, What's wrong?

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then the door was opened, and Fan Lin's somewhat pale face came into view.

Hey, he's here. Fan Lin shouted from behind, and then there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and Hermione rushed in very anxiously.

We won't find you when we wake up! Hermione finished panting, then turned around and shouted, Ron! I found him!

Ron's annoyed voice echoed from several floors down.

Nice! Tell him he's a jerk for me!

Harry, please don't go missing, we're so worried! Why are you upstairs? She looked around the room. What are you doing here?

It was an accident. Harry touched his nose, which made him a little embarrassed, Look what I found! He held up his mother's letter, Hermione took it, and after reading it She looked up at him: Oh, Harry...

And this. He showed her the slightly tattered photo, and Hermione smiled at the little boy rampaging on a toy broomstick.

I'm looking for the rest of the letter, said Harry, but they're not here.

Hermione looked around.

Did you make it like this? Or has it been like this since you came here?

Someone's searched here before me, said Harry.

I thought so too. I saw every room searched along the way. What do you think they're looking for?

Information about the Order of the Phoenix, if Snape did it.

But you think, he should have already got what he wanted, I mean, he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, wasn't he? Fan Lin said, If someone came, Then Snape is the most unlikely, unless he violated the secrecy statute and brought the Death Eaters to find this place, he can only come here by himself, otherwise the Death Eaters would not be able to find this place at all.

So,

’ Harry eagerly wanted to sell his theory, ‘and that information about Dumbledore? This should be the second page of the letter. Look at this Bathilda my mom mentioned, do you know who she is?

who?

Bathilda Bagshot, no matter what she did, it certainly won't help us find the Horcruxes at all, will it?

Harry didn't answer.

Hermione continued: Harry, I know you really want to go to Godric's Hollow, but I'm terrified. It really terrified me that the Death Eaters could find us so easily yesterday. And it makes me feel even more We shouldn't be going where your parents are buried, I'm sure they're waiting for you to go there!

It's not just that, said Harry, still refusing to look at her. Muriel said something about Dumbledore at the wedding, and I want to know what the truth is.

About Ariana?

It's not just that, Harry responded, and until now, Curry has had time to share everything with his friends.

After listening, Hermione said, Of course, I understand what upset you so much, Harry...

I'm not upset, he lied, I'm just wondering if that's true or...

Or Harry, do you really think you can get the truth from a vicious old woman like Muriel, or Rita Skeeter? How can you trust them? You know Dumbledore! Hermione Some said angrily.

I did think I knew before, he muttered. But you know that some of the reports Rita wrote about you are true! Dogo is right, how can you let that kind of person tarnish the Dumbledore in your memory!

He looked away, trying not to show his resentment. Now he is faced with another choice: what to believe. He wants to know the truth, but why does everyone think he shouldn't know this?

How about we go to the kitchen? suggested Hermione after a brief silence. Eat something?

Nice proposal, and, I think I may have found a way around it.

What? Harry looked at Fan Lin puzzled.

Oh, before that, let's go to the dining table. Fan Lin shook his head, and the four of them walked to the kitchen together.

...

What's today's staple food?

spaghetti!

You said it was spaghetti? Ron looked at the dark lump on the plate in disbelief.

Oh, I think Hermione did a great job! Fan Lin said vaguely, with a hint of sadness hanging from the corner of his mouth.

Stop talking so much, I don't care if this is...

If you don't want to eat it, you can throw it away! Hermione interrupted rudely.

Uh...so, I didn't... Harry felt a sense of misfire for a moment, and Hermione was scary when he was angry.

Calm down, Harry, I'll tell you, Fan Lin laughed dryly, I think I know someone must know who has been in this house.

If you're referring to Sirius, I swear, I've never seen such a reckless person like him. Since the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix moved out, I guarantee that he has never returned to this house at all. He Min said bluntly.

Although I'm also very sad, I have to admit... Before Harry could finish speaking, Fan Lin interrupted.

Have you forgotten who? Sirius is not the only one in this house, there are also ghosts and...

Kreacher!

That's right. Fan Lin snapped his fingers, Wizards' restricted magic doesn't have so many restrictions on house elves, so, Dobby!

In less than half a minute, with the sound of air bursting, a slightly funny elf appeared in front of everyone.

My lord! And, Harry Potter! Dobby screamed, I thought you'd forgotten me.

Oh, Dobby, how could we have forgotten you.

We're just for a while... Harry couldn't make it up anymore, he looked at Hermione asking for help, but Dobby's speech was obviously more direct, and tears of emotion welled up from Dobby's eyes in an instant.

Oh, please, Dobby, don't show up every time...

Go and bring Kreacher back, Dobby, this is an order. I know he must have secretly returned to this room! Fan Lin said helplessly, in exchange for Dobby's churning voice with sobs .

So, Kreacher is here?

There is always a way to conjure it, Fan Lin said with a smile, and Dobby also gave the answer, didn't he!

There was a slam on the ceiling, and it felt like...a boulder?

Maybe two elves knocked over some statue?

In short, Dobby was already disgraced when he appeared in front of several people.

Kreacher did nothing wrong, this is Kreacher's task, the old Kreacher cannot abandon the old master's house...

No one asked you to abandon this place, Kreacher! Fan Lin said with some pain in his head, the two house-elves were too noisy.

Yes, Master El, Kreacher did nothing wrong, Kreacher was just for the old master...

We don't care what you're doing for that ghost who only knows how to scream! Ron said impatiently.

Dirty Weasley, traitor of blood...

Shut up your tricks, Kreacher! Harry said loudly, I just want to know who else has been here besides you.

Master Sirius' dirty friend, a madman, and a thief...

I think... Lupine, Moody and the others should be here to set up magic, that thief...

Mundungus! Ron said through gritted teeth.

Fan Lin looked at Ron in surprise, this was the first time Ron reacted so strongly.

So the last one to come was Mundungus?

Yes, my master! Kreacher replied respectfully.

I want you to bring him here, including what he took from here.

Dobby...Dobby wants to go too! Dobby can...

Oh, okay, Fan Lin waved his hand, You go to Dobby too. If Mundungus resists, I hope you can teach him a little bit. His current state is quite bad.

Obey!

He had walked up and down the room all morning with great expectations. However, Kreacher didn't come back in the morning, not even in the afternoon, until dusk, and Harry was discouraged and worried. In front of him was a hunk of rancid bread that Hermione had tried in various ways to deform, and of course it didn't help. Kreacher did not return the next day, nor did he return the third day. However, two cloaked figures appeared outside the gates of 2 Grimmauld Place, and they remained until the evening, gazing at a house they could not see. Death Eaters for sure, said Ron, as Harry and Hermione looked out the lounge window. Do they know we're here? I don't think so, said Hermione, though she looked a little frightened, or they would have reported to Snape, wouldn't they? Haven't you thought Did Moody cast a Locking Curse on them while they were standing there? asked Ron. Yes, said Hermione, and besides, they must know a lot of ways to get in, don't they? But they want to see if we show up, after all they know the house is Harry's. How did they You know—? Harry said. The wizard's will will be checked by the government, remember? They will know that Sirius left this house to you. The presence of the Death Eaters triggered an ominous premonition in 2 Grimmauld Place, and Mr. Weasley They hadn't heard from anyone outside Grimmauld Place after the Patronus and nervousness was starting to show. Restless and irritable, Ron had developed a nasty habit of playing with the Deluminator in his pocket. This obviously annoyed Hermione, who was reading a story about Bieber the Bard, and she didn't really like the flickering lights. Can't you just stop? she finally erupted on the third night Kreacher was away, with all the lights in the living room being turned on and off again and again. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, said Ron, and he flicked the switch controller, which brought all the lights back on. I don't know what I'm doing. Well, can't you find something meaningful to do for yourself? What? Like reading joke stories? Dumbledore left me this book, Rob Um—” “—and he left me this Deluminator, maybe to tell me I should use it!” Before they could start arguing, Harry walked out without either of them noticing. He heads for the kitchen, which he's been to countless times, because he's sure that's where Kreacher is most likely to show up again. As he made his way down the stairs to the hall, he heard a slight knock at the front door, followed by the clang of metal and the scrape of chains. Every nerve in him tensed: he drew his wand, moved slowly into the shadows next to the row of severed house-elf heads, and waited. The door opened: he glimpsed the brightly lit square outside, and a cloaked figure moved in, closing the door behind him. The intruder took a step forward when Moody's voice called out, Severus \u0026 #822; Snape? The soot-like figure moved towards him from the end of the hall, eagerly lifted Its lifeless hand. I didn't kill you, Albus, said a quiet voice. The unlucky thing happened, the soot body exploded again, and the newcomer couldn't get through the thick white smoke left after it exploded. Harry pointed his wand at the very center of the smoke. Hold on! But he forgot Mrs. Black's portrait, and as he shouted, the veil that covered the portrait was lifted, and she began to scream: Mudbloods and scum have defiled my ancestral home —” Ron and Hermione ran down the stairs and stood behind Harry, holding their wands like his. The unknown person stands in the foyer with his hands raised. Calm down, it's me, Remus! Oh, thank goodness, said Hermione feebly, turning and pointing her wand at Mrs Black, and with a bang, the curtains swished shut, and the house fell silent again. . Ron dropped his wand, but Harry didn't. Prove yourself! he replied. Lupine stepped into the light, hands still in surrender. I am Remus amp; #822; John amp; #822; Lupine, the werewolf, sometimes called Moonface, one of the four makers of the Marauder's Map, and Nymphadora—commonly called Tonks - married, I taught you how to summon a Patronus, Harry, in the shape of an elk. Oh, indeed, said Harry, putting down his wand, but I had to check, Don't you? Don't let your guard down with your former Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher, and I very much agree with you checking. Ron, Hermione, you shouldn't let your guard down so quickly. They walked towards him. He was wearing a thick black cloak and looked tired, but he was happy to see them. Any news from Severus? he asked. No. Harry replied. Is everything going well? How is everyone? All right, said Lupine. But we're all being watched, and there's a couple of Death Eaters out there in the plaza— We know— I had to Apparate pretty accurately onto the top steps outside the front door to make sure they didn't See me. They mustn't know you're here, or I'm sure they'd send more people outside. They're watching everything connected to you, Harry. Let's go downstairs, I've got a lot to talk to You said, I also want to know what happened to you after you left the Burrow.

They entered the kitchen, and Hermione pointed her wand at the fireplace, and the flames flared up instantly, making the solid stone walls feel cozy, and the long wooden table shone brightly. Lupine took out from under his traveling cloak A few butterbeers, and they sat down. I was here three days ago, and I had to find a way to get rid of the few Death Eaters who followed me. said Lupine. So you came here after the wedding? No, after we ran into some Death Eaters in a café on Tottenham Court Road. Lupine sprayed nearly all of his Butterbeer on the front of his suit. What? ’ So they started telling what had happened, and when they finished Lupine looked petrified. ‘But how did they find you so soon? Tracking Apparated people is impossible unless you grab them the instant they disappear. And it doesn't look like they happened to be cruising Tottenham Court Road, did they? said Harry. We want to know, Hermione asked tentatively, if Harry still has that connection with him? impossible. said Lupine, Ron looking smug, and Harry finally reassuring.

on the front of his clothes. What? So they began to tell what had happened, and when they finished Lupine looked petrified. But how did they find you so quickly? It's impossible to track Apparated people unless you grab them the moment they disappear. And it doesn't look like they happened to be cruising Tottenham Court Road, did they? No? said Harry. We want to know, Hermione asked tentatively, if Harry still has that connection with him? Impossible, said Lupine, Ron looking smug, and Harry finally relieved . Before anything else, if Harry and him were still in touch, they would have known Harry was here. But I don't know how they followed you to Tottenham Court Road, which is very disturbing. Worrying, very worrying. He looked a bit confused, but compared to Harry's concerns, the issue could be put aside for now. Tell us what happened after we left, we haven't heard anything since Ron's daddy told us we were all safe. Oh, Kingsley saved us, said Lupine, thankfully He warned most of the wedding guests, and most of them Apparated before they even arrived. Death Eaters or the Ministry? Hermione interrupted abruptly. Both, but really, they're all the same thing now, said Lupine. There were about two of them, but they didn't know you were here, Harry. Arthur said he'd heard they were killing Scrimgeour had tortured you about your whereabouts before, if this is true, then it seems that he didn't betray you. Harry looked at Ron and Hermione, and he could feel that they were in a very good mood through the expressions on their faces. Complicated, mixed with shock and gratitude. He had never liked Scrimgeour as much as he did now, but if what Lupine said was true, the man's last act would be to protect Harry desperately. The Death Eaters searched the Burrow to the bottom, Lupine continued. They found the ghouls, but didn't want to go near them - and then they interrogated those of us who hadn't managed to escape for hours. They were trying to get information about you, Harry, but of course there was no Nobody here knows you're here. Meanwhile they completely ruined the wedding reception, more Death Eaters tried to force their way into every house on the outskirts that had ties to the Order. But no one died, he said. Added hastily, blocking their question, But they were rough, and they burned De Dalo \u0026 #822; Diggle's house to the ground, and you know he wasn't home. They treated Tonks The family cast the Cruciatus Curse, too, to find out where you've been after your visit. They're all right—terrified, obviously, but otherwise, all right. Those Death Eaters Did the gang get through all the protection spells? Harry asked, recalling how powerful those spells had been the night he crashed into Tonks' parents' garden. As you should realize, Harry, the Death Eaters now have all the power of the Ministry of Magic in addition, said Lupine. They don't have to fear identification or arrest, they're empowered to cast those cruel spells. They're trying to break every defensive spell we've put on them, and they're fully open about why they're here. Didn't they An explanation for the behavior of torturing people about Harry's whereabouts? Hermione asked, her voice rather sharp. Oh, said Lupine, hesitating, and then pulled out a folded copy of the Daily Prophet. Here, he said, pushing it across the table towards Harry, you're going to find out sooner or later—that's their excuse for chasing you, anyway. Harry spread out the newspaper, one of his own The huge photo took up the entire first page of the newspaper, and he read the headline of the news: On the death of Albus Dumbledore - we need to question Ron and Hermione shouted angrily, but Harry didn't speak out. He pushed the newspaper aside, not wanting to read it at all: he knew what they were going to say, and no one except those who had witnessed Dumbledore's death on the tower at the time knew exactly who killed him, and yet, Rita amp;#22;Skeeter had told the entire wizarding world that Harry had been seen fleeing from the spot minutes after Dumbledore's fall. I'm sorry, Harry, said Lupine. So the Death Eaters also control the Daily Prophet? said Hermione angrily. Lupine nodded. But do people really know what's going to happen? They've actually taken power quietly, Lupine said. The official explanation of Scrimgeour's death was that he died of natural causes and that his place had been replaced by Bius \u0026 #822; Thekness, under the Imperius Curse. Why didn't Voldemort declare himself the Minister of Magic? Ron asked. Lupine smiled. He doesn't need it, Ron. With authority, he is indeed a Minister, so why does he have to sit behind a desk in the Ministry? His puppet Thekness is running the day-to-day government for him, leaving him Freespace is expanding its power away from the Ministry of Magic. Of course many people have speculated about what happened. With such a dramatic change in Ministry policy in recent times, many people are secretly saying that Voldemort must be in control , however, and that's the point, they whisper, they don't dare trust each other, they don't know who to trust, they're too scared to speak up, afraid their guesses are true and their family becomes Target.

Yes, Voldemort was playing a very clever trick by declaring that he himself might have inspired the rebellion, that maintaining the pretense had created confusion, mistrust and fear. This dramatic change in Ministry policy, Harry asked, involves warning the entire wizarding world to turn against me instead of Voldemort? Of course it's part of it, said Lupine, and it's a coup, now that Dumbledore is dead, and you - the Boy Who Lived - are of course the symbol of the long war against Voldemort. , but by suggesting that you had a hand in the old leader's death, Voldemort not only put a label on your head, but also sowed fear and suspicion among those who defended you in the past. In the interim, the Minister has acted against Muggle-borns. Lupine pointed to the Daily Prophet. Look at the second page. Hermione flipped through the second page with the same disgust she had when she held the Dark Arts secrets in her hands. The Muggle Birth Register, she read aloud, the Ministry of Magic is promising to take action to investigate so-called Muggle births. people of origin, to better understand the magical secrets they hold. Recently, investigations by the Department of Mysteries have shown that magic can only be passed on through the breeding of wizards. People who have not been proven to be of wizarding family blood, the so-called Muggle-born, may obtain magic power through theft or force. The Ministry of Magic is determined to find the usurper of magic, and when it's done it will send invitations to every Muggle-born to attend a meeting organized by the newly formed Muggle-born Registration Committee. We will not let this happen. said Ron. But it happens, Ron, said Lupine, Muggle-borns are being rounded up as we speak. But how can they say it's 'stolen' magic power? said Ron. That's mental and intellectual. If you could steal magic, there wouldn't be so many squibs, would there? I know, said Lupine, but unless you can prove that you have at least one close wizarding relative, your magical powers will be considered unlawfully obtained and subject to legal sanctions. Ron glanced at Hermione, then said: What if a pure-blood and a half-blood swear that a Muggle-born is part of their family? I'll tell everyone that Hermione is my cousin— Hermione took Ron's hand tightly. Thank you, Ron, but I can't make you— You don't have a choice, Ron said sharply, putting her hand back, I'll teach you my family tree so you can face any questions. Hermione gave him a weak smile. Ron, I don't think this is anything compared to the fact that we are running away with Harry Potter, the country's most wanted man. If I went back to school, it would be a different feeling. What is Voldemort planning to do to Hogwarts? she asked Lupine. Every young wizard and witch is forced to attend. ' he replied. 'It was announced yesterday, it's a change, it's never been mandatory before. Of course almost all witches and wizards in the UK are Hogwarts graduates, but parents have the right to choose to teach their children at home themselves or send their children abroad if they think it would be better. And as it is now, the entire wizarding population will grow, from childhood to adulthood, under Voldemort's watchful eye. It was another way of weeding out Muggle-borns, as they had to show their ancestry status before they could enroll, which meant they had to go to the Ministry of Magic and prove their wizarding ancestry. ’ thought Harry, sickly and angrily: right now, year-old freshmen might be staring at a list of new spellbooks to buy, not knowing that they might never see Hogwarts, and might never see them again It's just...it's just... He muttered, trying to find a word to express the horror he had just imagined, but Lu Jing said quietly, I understand. Lupine hesitated. I understand you won't approve of this, Harry, but the Order of the Phoenix feels that Dumbledore seems to have left you a mission. Yes, replied Harry, and Ron and Hermione are involved, too, and they'll be with me. Do you trust me enough to tell me what that mission is? Harry stared at the prematurely wrinkled face with bushy gray hair and wished he hadn't answered that way. I can't, Remus, I'm sorry if Dumbledore Lido didn't tell you, so I don't think I could either.

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