HP Magic Biography

Ron and Hermione naturally understood Harry's anger.

Originally, Hermione felt a little guilty. At such a severe moment, she and Fan Lin went to Egypt to squander a whole month. Ron stayed in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix pitifully, and Harry...

Forget it, for any wizard, the Dursleys' house is not a good place, not to mention that before Harry became a wizard, as an ordinary person, Vernon was very dissatisfied with Harry.

It seems to be because of the wizard...

When will Fan Lin come over? Harry asked.

Compared to this, I care more about your dreams, Harry! Hermione said, We seldom hear from you in Egypt. Hedwig can't fly over. It's always a transfer.

Nothing. Harry shook his head, I'm fine, very fine.

I don't think so Harry, obviously, Voldemort's influence on you...

Compared to this, I want to know what they want to do more. Harry said, Fan Lin and I are witnesses, no one knows better than me...

Don't worry, Fred and George have invented wind ears, you see, said Ron, and they're really useful.

Shunfeng—?

Ears, yes. Only recently were we banned because Mum found out and was furious. Fred and George had to hide them in case Mum confiscated them. But before Mum realized what was going on we used After a while. We know that certain members of the Order are stalking some famous Death Eaters, identifying them, you know—”

Some of them are recruiting more into the Phoenix Order— said Hermione. And some of them are still guarding something, said Ron. They're always talking about guarding.

It wouldn't be me, would it? Harry said sarcastically.

Oh, it's you, Ron said with a finally understanding look on his face. Harry scoffed at that. He started wandering around the room again, searching for anyone but Ron and Hermione. So, if you're not allowed to attend the meeting, what are you two doing?

We, Hermione replied quickly, we're in charge of the house, which has been abandoned for many years, and all kinds of things have grown here. We've done our best to clean out the kitchen, most of the bedrooms, and I Think the living room should be cleaned up tomorrow—”

With two loud bangs,

Ron's twin brothers, Fred and George, appeared in the middle of the room like thin air. The piglet squawked louder, and now it circled Hedwig on top of the wardrobe.

Don't do it next time! Ron said weakly to his two brothers. In fact, Fred and George didn't look like brothers. So far, they are stronger and slightly thinner than Ron. short.

I have to admire Ron's development speed, maybe he is rushing to Hagrid.

Hi, Harry, George said cheerfully to him, we thought we heard your pleasant voice.

You don't have to control your anger like that, Harry, let them all explode, said Fred equally cheerfully. Maybe we have to be 50 miles away so we can't hear you.

So did you two pass the standard wizarding level test? Harry asked angrily.

There's a difference, said Fred, holding in his hand what appeared to be a rather long piece of brightly colored ribbon.

It's going to take you at least 30 seconds to get down here, Ron said.

There's plenty of time, boy, said Fred. You're getting in the way of our work, anyway. Good ear.

Fred yelled in response to Harry's raised eyebrow, picking up the strap that Harry now saw hanging on the floor.

We're trying to hear what's going on downstairs?

Be careful, you guys, said Ron, staring at Windy Ears, if Mummy sees them again—

The risk is worth it. What they are holding is a major meeting, and Fan Lin will never tell us because of the confidentiality regulations. Fred said.

The door was opened again, and a man with long bright red hair appeared, Oh, hello, Harry! It was Ron's sister Ginny who spoke, her face brightened, I think I heard you voice.

Then, turning to Fred and George, Ginny went on, Can't hear you here - go with your ears, Mum cast a silencing spell on the kitchen door to get out.

How do you know? George looked downcast.

Tonks told me how to spot the doors, Ginny said. I stood at the top of the stairs and threw dung at the door, and it bounced off, so Downwind Ears couldn't get a sound through the gap down there.

Fred let out a deep sigh. Ashamed. I really want to know what old Snape is up to?

Snape? said Harry quickly. Is he here too?

Yes! sighed George, carefully approaching the door and sitting on one of the beds, with Fred and Ginny following him. He's filing a report. It's top secret.

That shit, Fred said lazily.

He's on our side now, said Hermione reproachfully. Ron scoffed at Hermione's argument

Don't stop that guy from becoming an idiot. The way he looks at us is the same as the way we look at him. Even Van Lin is no exception, everyone knows. Ron touched his nose, and for Snape, There was no one there who liked it.

Bill doesn't like him either, Ginny said, as if that would settle the dispute.

Harry wasn't sure his anger had subsided, but his desire for information now overwhelmed the urge to keep yelling. He collapsed on the bed with his back to the others.

Is Bill here? Harry asked. I think he's working in Egypt right now.

He applied for a paperwork so he could come back and work for Phoenix, Fred said.

He said he missed the pyramids, but, George smirked, Bill thought there was compensation.

What do you mean?

Remember that old Fleur Delacour? George said, She got a job at the Devil Bank Green Goose

And now Bill is giving her a lot of private lessons, Fred chuckled.

Charlie is also working for the Phoenix Order, George said, but he's still in Romania. Dumbledore wants to recruit as many foreign wizards as possible, so Charlie's trying to make contact with them these days.

Can't Percy do the job? Harry asked.

The last time he had heard from the third Weasley was that he was working for the Ministry of Magic's International Magical Cooperation Branch.

Regarding Harry's words, all members of the Weasley family and Hermione exchanged a pale look.

Whatever you do, don't mention Percy in front of Mum and Dad, Ron told Harry in a nervous tone.

Why not? Harry asked puzzled.

Because every time Percy was mentioned, whatever Dad was holding was bound to shatter and Mom started crying, Fred said.

That's really bad, Ginny said sadly.

I think we scared him, George said, his face not showing any ugly features.

What happened? Harry asked.

Percy and Dad had a big fight, Fred said. I've never seen Dad do that to anyone else, and Mum usually just yelled.

That happened the first week after term ended, Ron said. We were going to join the Phoenix Order. Percy came home and told us he'd been promoted.

You're kidding, Harry said. Although Harry was well aware of Percy's ambitions, his only impression of Percy was that he didn't do very well at his first job at the Ministry. Percy made a big mistake. He didn't realize that his boss had been controlled by Voldemort. (The Ministry of Magic wouldn't believe this, of course - they just thought Mr. Crouch was crazy.)

Yes, we were surprised too, said George, because Percy was involved in a series of troubles with Crouch, and everything needed to be investigated. They said Percy should have been aware of Crouch's Get out of control and report it to superiors. But you know Percy, he took care of everything after Crouch left, and he didn't have any complaints.

Then how did they promote him?

That's what puzzled us, said Ron, who seemed eager to keep the conversation going after Harry stopped snarling, and he came to our house really smug - even more Happier, if you can imagine, -- and told Dad that he'd been offered a position in Cornelius Fudge's own office. A true Good job: to be Senior Assistant to the Minister of Magic. I think he's hoping to impress Dad.

But Dad didn't, Fred said through gritted teeth.

Why not? Harry asked.

Of course, apparently Cornelius Fudge was yelling at the Ministry to make sure nobody had any contact with Dumbledore, said George.

Dumbledore's name haunts the Ministry like mud these days, Fred went on, and they all think that when he goes around saying 'do you know who's back? trouble.

Father told Cornelius Fudge that his intention was clear that everyone who was on Dumbledore's side would be swept from their desks, George said.

The trouble is, Cornelius Fudge is suspicious of Dad. He knows Dad is Dumbledore's friend, and because of Dad's interest in Muggle culture, he always thinks Dad is a bit weird.

But what does this have to do with Percy? Harry was completely confused. I'm about to get to this point, Dad is convinced Farneigh's only purpose in having Percy in his office is for him to spy on our family - and Dumbledore. Harry let out a low grunt. But Percy likes this. Ron laughed in a hollow way. He's totally nuts. He said - well, he said a bunch of horrible things. He said he's had to fight Dad's disgusting reputation since he got into the Ministry. And Dad has no ambitions, that's why We always—you know—always didn't have a lot of money, I mean— What? said Harry incredulously, and at the same time Ginny made a noise like an angry kitten. I know, said Ron in a low voice. And it was worse. He said Daddy was an idiot hanging around Dumbledore, that Dumbledore was the source of all the trouble, that Daddy would fall with him, and that he—Percy—knows his loyalty Which side to put it on, he should be loyal to the Ministry. And if Mom and Dad want to be a traitor to the Ministry, he wants everyone to know that he is no longer part of the family. And he packed up and left that night. He Now living in London. Harry's breath came with a low curse. He hated Percy the most of the Weasley brothers, but he couldn't imagine saying those things to Mr. Weasley anyway. Mum did the right thing, said Ron vaguely, you know—she cried and talked. She went to London to try to have a talk with Percy, but he slammed the door on Mum's face. I don't know what it's going to be like when he meets Dad at work - I beg you, forget about him. But Percy must know Voldemort is back, said Harry slowly, he's not stupid , he must have known his parents wouldn't take the risk without proof. Yes, quite right, your name is involved in this quarrel, too, said Ron, giving Harry a cryptic look before saying, Percy said the only evidence was yours...he said...he didn't think it had any credibility.

Percy believed the Daily Prophet too much, Hermione said bitterly, and the others nodded.

What did they say? Harry asked, looking at them.

But everyone watched him cautiously.

Haven't you - haven't read the Daily Prophet? Hermione asked nervously.

Yes, I have! Harry exclaimed.

Um - did you finish reading it, then? Hermione asked still nervously.

Never read it page by page, Harry said conservatively. If they were going to report anything about Voldemort it would be on the front page, wouldn't it?

While the others cringed at the name, Hermione said quickly, You should have read it cover by cover, but they—they mentioned you twice in a week.

But all I see is—

No, you can't see it if you're just reading the front page, Hermione shook her head. We're not talking about big stuff. They're just brushing it off like you're joking.

what did they say?

That's really embarrassing, said Hermione in as calm a voice as possible. They're only building on Rita's material.

But she doesn't write anything anymore, does she?

Oh no, she kept her promise—she didn't stand a chance, Hermione added, satisfied, but the foundation she built is now being worked on by those guys.

What did it say? Harry asked impatiently.

Well, you know she wrote about you being crushed all over, and that your scars were aching, and whatnot.

Yeah, Harry replied, and it was impossible to forget the story that bloody Rita had made up for him anytime soon.

Now they're writing you as a bewitched, attention-grabbing person, and you think you're a great tragic hero or something. Hermione spoke quickly, as if she thought the faster she spoke The less furious Harry is, they continue to slander you. If there's a story from far away, they'll say 'it's supposed to be another Harry Potter saga', and if Anybody had a funny accident or whatever, they'd say 'hope this guy doesn't have a scar on his forehead, or we'll be told to worship him next time'—

I never wanted anyone to worship— Harry began to get excited.

I know you won't, said Hermione quickly, looking resigned, I know, Harry. But look what they're doing? They're trying to turn you into someone nobody believes Guy. I'll bet Cornelius Fudge is behind this. They want the whole wizarding world to see you as some stupid kid who loves to joke and keeps making up nonsensical long stories, Just because he likes being famous and wants to stay famous.