HP Magic Biography

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When it comes to Harry's side, the atmosphere is not so harmonious.

Molly was naturally dissatisfied with the actions of Fan Lin and Sirius, and involved the work of the Order of the Phoenix on the dinner table...

Mrs. Weasley's complexion was a bit ugly, but this was Sirius' home after all, so naturally, Mrs. Weasley couldn't embarrass Sirius too much.

I've got something to tell you, Sirius. We've collected some things on the studio desk, and they're still rattling and wobbling. Sure, they might just be toys, but I think throwing away You'd better have a look at them beforehand.

As you please. Sirius didn't care about that.

The curtains over there are full of moths, too, Mrs. Weasley went on. I want to fix that tomorrow.

I'll go and see tomorrow, said Sirius.

Fan Lin could hear some sarcasm in Sirius' voice, but Fan Lin was not sure that others thought so.

Across from Harry, Tonks is doing a show for Ginny, who keeps changing the shape of her nose. Every time she bends her eyes, it is accompanied by the same painful expression, that is, she imitated Harry's behavior in the old bedroom, and her nose suddenly protruded high like a bird's beak, which is of course similar to Professor Snape, all of a sudden It shrunk back down to the size of a mushroom stalk, and a large patch of hair grew from each nostril.

Apparently this was standard mealtime entertainment, as Ginny was quick to ask her to conjure their favorite noses.

Make a pig's snout, Tonks.

Tonks was forced to do it, Harry looked at it, and thought flashed through his mind, it was like a female Dudley smiling at him across the table.

And Mr. Weasley, Bill and Lupine were having a lively discussion about goblins.

They still don't offer anything when they go away, Bill said. I just haven't found out if they believe they'll come back. In the meantime, they probably don't like to draw the line completely. It stays out.

I'm sure they never came back - you know - said Mr. Weasley, shaking his head. They grieve the loss of a companion: remember the last time a family of goblins were murdered somewhere around Nottingham?

I think it depends on what they have to offer, Lupine said.

I don't want to talk about gold.

They would be interested if they could be offered the freedoms we have been denied for centuries. You still don't believe Ragnock has any luck? Bill.

He feels like a proper anti-wizard at the moment, Bill said, and he hasn't stopped being angry at these commercial salesmen, convinced that the Ministry of Magic is covering up the truth, that goblins never got their gold, you knew-

Those goblins are unreliable. Fan Lin said, You know it, Gringotts.

You mean the goblin named Pogna? said Lupine. That doesn't mean all goblins though, I think they're still...

Suddenly there was a maniacal laugh from the center of the table, drowning out the rest of Professor Lupine's words.

Fred, George, and Mundungus were rolling in their seats laughing.

...and then, Mundungus choked with laughter, tears came out of his face, and then, if you can believe it, he spoke to me and he said, 'Well, Old Don, Dee Dee Chia where did all the toads come from? Get rid of those sons of the mud pump and mark my son!' and I said, 'well, I'll mark all your toads' What's next? Then you'll want to know more because of it? And if you believe me, young man, this stupid monster bought it all 'These are my own toads, of course I have to pay first.

I don't think we need to hear any more of your life story, thank you, Mundungus, said Mrs. Weasley sharply, as Fred slammed on the table, laughing heartily.

I beg your pardon, Molly, said Mundungus quickly, wiping his eyes and winking at Harry. But, you know, Harris with the warts really paid for those nicks first, so I really didn't do anything wrong.

I don't know where you learned your sense of right and wrong, Mundungus, but you seem to have missed some key lessons, said Mrs. Weasley dryly.

Fred did it awkwardly, then went back to George, and then the two of them covered their faces with honey in the shape of a wine bottle; George was hiccupping.

For some reason, Mrs. Weasley threw Sirius an extremely nasty look before standing up and taking a large chunk of rhubarb bread crumbs for pudding.

Harry looked his godfather up and down.

Molly is unhappy with Mundungus, whispered Sirius.

Why did Mundungus come to the Phoenix Order? Harry said very calmly.

He's useful, Sirius murmured. He knew all the tricks, - yes, he did, and sometimes considered himself one of the tricksters. But he was also very loyal to Dumbledore, who helped him out once. .Someone likes to be around Oldton, and he's heard a lot of things we don't know. But Molly thinks it's too much to invite him to dinner. She can't forgive him for going AWOL while he's in charge of you.

So, you should be aware of Mrs. Weasley's concern for you, Harry. Fan Lin said, and immediately took over the dinner prepared by Mrs. Weasley.

Of course I do, said Harry, and then he looked at Mundungus, and then at Mrs Weasley.

Harry had mixed feelings about Mundungus.

Speaking of which, there was some gratitude, which allowed him to escape from the Dursleys' house, but what happened before and after was not pleasant...

After three pieces of rhubarb crumb pudding and later the custard, Harry's jeans waistband felt tight and uncomfortably tight. There was a momentary pause in the conversation when he put down the spoon.

Mr. Weasley was reclining in his chair, looking content and relaxed; Tonks was yawning profusely, her nose now back to normal; and Ginny was sitting cross-legged on the floor, having put Crewe Keshan tricked out from under the cupboard and is now baiting it into chasing a piece of honey.

I think it's close to bedtime now, Mrs Weasley yawned.

It's still early, Molly, said Sirius, pushing away the empty saucer and looking back at Harry.

You know, I'm surprised by you. I think the first thing you do when you get here is to start asking questions about Voldemort. The atmosphere in the room quickly followed Harry's topic and the mention of dementors changed.

If a few seconds ago it was drowsily relaxed, now it is alert, even tense.