HP Magic Biography

Ron walked very simply.

The rain outside the tent has not stopped yet. The rain mixed with the mud and wiped away all traces of Ron. If it weren't for the messy beds that showed that people had lived here, no one would have thought...

Don't go, he left... Fan Lin shook his head, stopping Hermione's urge to rush out.

Harry stood there without saying a word.

How...how could this be... Hermione sobbed, covering her face with her hands, the backs of her hands were wet with tears through her fingers.

I'll go clean it up and replenish the spell... Harry said silently, turning his head and rushing into the rainy night.

The light in the dark, like lightning, hit the top of the tent.

Maybe there are still fantasies in mind, but it is true that not everyone is suitable.

Compared to them, what Ron valued more was the safety of these people.

Favor?

Inexplicably, Fan Lin felt a little ridiculous, all happiness and unhappiness became calm at this moment.

Ron's change made the team that had just left Harvest become silent again. Although this seemed inevitable to Fan Lin, the three of them seemed unable to reflect the value of Ron's presence at all.

But no matter what, friends, there is no way to give up after all.

This incident hit Harry the hardest.

It took Harry a few seconds to remember what had happened when he woke up the next day.

In fact, Harry naively hoped it was just a dream, that Ron was still there, that he hadn't left.

However, when he turned his head on the pillow, he could see Ron's abandoned bed, which caught his attention like a dead body on the road.

Harry jumped off his own bed, trying not to look at Ron's bed.

Hermione was busy in the kitchen, and when Harry walked over, she murmured good morning and quickly looked away.

Hermione cried last night, and her eyes are still a little red and swollen.

Fan Lin was still pondering his magic over and over again. Everyone was still the same, never slack in practicing, but became more silent.

Surprisingly, Harry sat beside Fan Lin, feeling Fan Lin's icy magic power, which seemed to make him more sober.

Fan Lin opened his eyes and looked at Harry who was beside him in a daze.

If you don't mind, I think you should try this. After speaking, Fan Lin handed over a crystal ball. The crystal ball was densely packed with chaotic light spots, which made people feel annoyed.

How to do it?

Control them the way you want. Fan Lin said, then got up and went to the kitchen to help.

He's gone, Harry said to himself, and tried to practice according to Fan Lin's instructions, but Harry's spirit didn't guide the light spots to the track, instead, it was like a current of water washed them away , and then quickly returned to its original appearance.

Harry tried again and again, and in the end, he had to realize one thing. His current spirit was simply a mess.

He's gone! Harry said as he washed and dressed.

He couldn't help thinking this over and over again, as if repeating this would lessen the blow to him.

Ron has already left, this is the truth, and Fan Lin also feels that after Ron leaves, if he wants to come back, maybe he can only meet at the Burrow or Hogwarts.

The three of them ended their breakfast in silence. Because Ron left, the surveillance from the Ministry of Magic would easily find him. Even though Harry added magic, they were still not in the mood to cause trouble for themselves.

Who knows what will happen?

They were sorting their things, Harry looking absent-minded.

Fan Lin knew why Harry was procrastinating on the river bank; several times he found Harry searching eagerly, perhaps to give himself some hope?

However, the red-haired figure did not appear in the woods, just like last night, nothing could be seen except the trees washed by the rain.

This can't help but make Harry a little annoyed again.

Another little anger exploded inside him, and Harry could even hear Ron saying, We thought you knew what you'd done!

With this heavy knot in his heart, Harry started packing again.

The muddy river beside them was rising rapidly and was about to pass over their embankment. They stayed several hours longer than usual at camp.

Even Fan Lin himself couldn't help but use his magic power to sense it, maybe that familiar feeling would come back in the next second.

But in the end, after Hermione rechecked her handbag for the third time, everyone gave up on that idea.

They had no time to procrastinate, the Death Eaters were more sensitive than they had imagined.

After hesitating for a moment, Fan Lin put away the extinguisher that Dumbledore left for Ron and put it in the storage space. Maybe Ginny should return it to Ron, or...

Ron gave up...

Without any hesitation, Fan Lin, who had recovered, pulled Hermione and Harry to apparate immediately, aimlessly, and very abruptly, they appeared on a windswept hillside covered with heather.

As soon as they got there, Hermione's knees couldn't help but slump, and she remembered losing her strength, sitting on a big rock, her face pressed against her knees, trembling constantly.

Fan Lin squatted down, one of his hands was firmly held by Hermione, while the other was gently helping the girl comb her long hair.

The four of them were together, no matter fooling around or messing around, the four of them spent six years.

Leaving aside the years of ignorance and ignorance in childhood, it seems that the most meaningful time is with them.

Facing Voldemort, or...

Harry looked at Hermione silently.

Harry thought he was supposed to comfort her, but something seemed to compel him to stand where he was.

Harry felt cold and tense all over: he saw the look of contempt on Ron's face again.

Harry strode through the heather, circling a heartbroken Hermione, saying the spell she used so often to keep them safe.

They didn't discuss Ron for the next few days.

It was like a tacit understanding between the three of them, and they had a normal exchange and meal, but no one mentioned about Weasley, about red hair, or about Ron.

Fan Lin has been hesitating, he wanted to see Dumbledore, but they were forgotten in the corner as if they had been abandoned.

Losing contact with the Order of the Phoenix felt like being derailed from the world, and when he thought about what he was about to face, it was like a mountain, and Fan Lin couldn't breathe.

They seem to have lost their smiles, and everyone is using their own way to get out of this predicament.

Fan Lin kept experimenting with magic, but it was like a bottleneck, holding Fan Lin firmly there.

Fan Lin started to help Hermione and Harry practice, just like at Hogwarts, but Harry couldn't get his mind right at all.

Ron's departure was like a nightmare that haunted Harry tightly. He began to dream of Hogwarts, so that Harry couldn't sleep at night.

During those days, Harry began to take out the Marauder's Map and look it up by the light of his wand. He waited for the moment when the dot representing Ron would appear in the corridors of Hogwarts, to prove that he was back in the comfort of the castle, protected by his pure-blood status.

However, Ron did not appear on the map. Not long after, Harry suddenly woke up and found that he had been staring at Ginny's name in the girls' dormitory. He was worried that his persistent gaze would disturb her sleep. You will feel that he is thinking of her and wishing her well.

During the day, they tried relentlessly to determine where the Sword of Gryffindor might exist, but the more they discussed where Dumbledore might have hidden it, the more hopeless and far-fetched they felt.

It was the first time that Fan Lin experienced the feeling of losing control, just like what he was doing now, he seemed to ask to understand, but he tried all the methods, but the sword of Gryffindor didn't give him any response at all.

And Harry racked his brains and couldn't remember where Dumbledore had mentioned he might have hidden things.

Sometimes he didn't know if he was mad at Ron or Dumbledore.

We thought you knew what you were doing...we thought Dumbledore told you what to do...we thought you had a real plan!

Harry couldn't deny it: Ron was right.

Dumbledore actually left him with nothing.

It was confirmed very early on that they knew a Horcrux, but until now, there was no clue about the whereabouts of that Horcrux.

Fan Lin couldn't tell the location of the gold cup. This was his biggest secret. He had already done enough. To face Voldemort, Harry had to rely more on himself.

But what will he face?

Fan Lin sometimes wants to leave here, go to the North Pole, go to Hogwarts, go to Greece, go to Egypt...

However, imagining nothing can solve any problems. All he can do is to solve the remaining known Horcrux step by step, according to the plan, and then...

Van Lin needed the key to Bellatrix, or, he should think about it, to Malfoy's manor.

However, it is certain that the long time has made Harry start to waver now, and he pretends to consider accepting the advice of his friends to accompany him on this tortuous and meaningless journey.

What are you doing?

For an unknown amount of time, Harry kept repeating the question.

They passed many nights in near silence.

Hermione took out the portrait of Phoenix and leaned back in a chair, as if it would fill the void left by Ron's departure.

Despite Phoenix's earlier assertion that he would not visit them again, Phoenix seemed unable to resist the opportunity to learn more about what they were planning to do.

He allows himself to appear invisible, and does so these days.

Fan Lin felt a little funny, this is magic, isn't it, those who passed away appeared alive before his eyes, and even played some tricks.

Harry, on the other hand, was very happy to see him, because they had company, even if it was a company who kept sneering at them.

They needed to know what was going on at Hogwarts, although Phoenix was not an ideal source in Harry's eyes.

Phoenix had idolized Snape ever since he became the first Slytherin headmaster to take control of the school.

As a result, they had to be careful not to criticize or bring up Snape-related issues, or Phoenix would immediately walk away from his paintings.

Stubborn little old man.

Suddenly, this made Fan Lin think of Dumbledore, at least, a few years ago, didn't he.

Still, Phoenix leaves one believable detail: Snape appears to be being forced to face a sustained low-level mutiny by the core students.

To Snape, this was a boring thing, maybe the professor would complain about these restless children.

In a more immediate response, Ginny was banned from going to Hogsmeade. At the same time, he also restored Umbridge's terrible old laws, which prohibited three or more students from gathering together, and prohibited informal gatherings. Student Associations.

From all of these things, Van Lin deduced that Ginny, along with Neville and Luna, were doing their best to continue the activities of Dumbledore's Army.

Of course, Fan Lin wasn't the only one who realized that when it came to Ginny's issue, Harry became more sensitive than anyone else.

This insufficient news made him eager to see Ginny, and this feeling made Harry feel his nerves twitching constantly, and the strong feeling almost burst out of Harry's chest.

But it also made Harry think of Ron and Dumbledore and Hogwarts itself again, almost as if he were nostalgic for his former girlfriend. In fact, when Phineas talks about Snape's oppression, Harry imagines going back to school to join in the effort to disrupt Snape's regime, which excites him: food and drink, soft beds , and everyone else is under supervision.

At the moment, these seem like the most amazing predictions in the world. However, Harry then remembered that he was the most unpopular person, and Van Lin was the same.

Now, Harry's head was worth a million Galleons, Van Lin's was worth half a million Galleons, and getting into Hogwarts was now as dangerous as getting into the Ministry of Magic.

Indeed, Phoenix often casually underscores.

In fact, he was too lazy to know about the whereabouts of Harry and Hermione. Whenever he did, Hermione would push him back into the beaded bag, and for days after this casual farewell was administered, Phoenix refused to reappear.

The weather is getting colder and colder.

They did not dare to stay long anywhere, and even the frost-covered South of England became their greatest anxiety. They continued to come and go across the country, they braved the mountains where their tents were covered with ice and snow; , Blizzard covered most of the tent at night.

On a night when the glittering Christmas tree could be seen through the windows of many a house, Harry made up his mind to make another suggestion: he felt there was only one unexplored path left.

After a brief exchange with Fan Lin, Harry got Fan Lin's support, which made Harry feel at ease.

In fact, only Hermione might disagree.

This has to be admitted to be a headache.

So, don't you plan to do something? Harry whispered next to Fan Lin.

Your crystal ball is messed up. Fan Lin squinted at Harry, I think you should...

Oh, never mind that much, that's your girlfriend.

She is also your friend. Fan Lin calmly watched Hermione walk out of the room.

I'll be back soon!

Immediately, the two exchanged smiles.

Hermione went out, wearing an invisibility cloak.

So, you plan to go?

I have to go, I think I can find something there. Harry said affirmatively.

I have no objection, of course, Hermione, you have to convince yourself.

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