HP Magic Biography

After taking his seat, Harry moved next to Sirius, and Fan Lin took the vacant seat next to Hermione as a matter of course, the girl had always reserved it for him.

I really didn't expect that I would become a prefect. Hermione said excitedly, the girl's face was still flushed, she raised her head to look at Fan Lin beside her, and couldn't wait to share her joy with him, for For Hermione, being a prefect was definitely life at Hogwarts. I mean, I wasn't ready, it was so sudden!

Have confidence in yourself, Hermione, you are Gryffindor, no, you are the best wizard in Hogwarts. Fan Lin said happily, Think about it, is there anyone like you? You can maintain the number one age every time, and in other aspects, whether it is knowledge or magic spells, you are very good, this prefect is well-deserved for you.

I'm not as good as you say...

You are far better than what I said, and you are better than other prefects. Fan Lin continued, gently rubbing Hermione's raised head, and pressing her down again, Dumbledore trusts You, and you probably don't know how important you are at Hogwarts Hermione, even if you were put in Ravenclaw or Hufflepuff, it would not be difficult for you to become a prefect.

But I don't know what to do? What should the prefect do? Hermione said, the girl's words were a little uneasy, I remember that Percy seemed to have read such a book back then, maybe I should look for it.

Oh, that's too bad, you don't need this kind of thing at all, Hermione, believe me, you'll get started soon. Fan Lin said confidently, If anyone dares not listen to you, you Just give him points or put him in confinement, if he still doesn't listen, you can tell me to solve it, I promise they won't say a word.

What nonsense are you talking about! Hermione whispered, and Ivan was not talking about the prefect, but the school bully, Hmph, if I lock people into confinement, I will lock you in first.

Wow, you are repaying your kindness with revenge. Fan Lin said, Of course, if you are willing to accompany a person in confinement for a short while, I would be more than happy to get into the French Open.

Compared with the deep affection here, except for the joy at the beginning, the conversation between Harry and Sirius quickly got on the right track.

But Moody's joining made Harry feel more and more heavy.

Moody took a swig from his flagon and fixed Harry with his magic eyes. Come here, Harry, I think there's something you'd be interested in, Moody said, taking out a tattered magic album from the inside pocket of his robes.

This is a member of the original Phoenix Order, Moody grumbled. I found it last night when I was looking for the invisibility cloak, and it looks like Bodmore didn't return the good photo album... I thought people might be interested Check it out.

Harry was holding the photo album - there was a small group of people in it, some waving to him, some holding glasses and looking back at him.

This is me, Moody pointed nonchalantly to himself. He was easily recognizable in the photo album, with some gray hair, but his nose was still intact. That's Dumbledore next to me, Dedarius Diggle on the other side of me... that's Marlene McKinnon, who was murdered with her whole family two weeks after this photo was taken. That's Frank and Alice Longbottom.

Harry felt a sickness in his stomach when he saw Alice Longbottom. Although he had never touched her, Harry was very familiar with that friendly face - because it was so similar to her son - Neville .

—dirty villains, growled Moody, perhaps it would be better for them to be dead... That's Emmeline Vance, you've seen her, and this is Lupine, obviously... ...Benji Fenwick, he was also captured by them, we only found a small part of his body ... this is a little bit, he said, poking at the photo with his hand, and the person on it slowly move up,

Those figures that were somewhat blurred moved to the front. That's Edgarbonis... Amy Raponis' brother, he was a great wizard, and they killed him and his whole family too... Sturgis Bodmore, alas, he looks real Young... Karadek Delbon, six months after this photo was taken, he disappeared and we didn't even find his body... Hagrid, of course, he looks the same as ever... Elfiasto Dude, you saw that too, I forgot he used to wear that stupid hat... Gideon Prewitt, he and his brother Fabian are heroes, fighting five Death Eaters , at the expense of... move, move... The people in the photo album pushed each other, and the person who was originally in the back right corner moved to the front. That's Dumbledore's brother Apoforth, I've only met him once, a strange fellow... that's Dorcas Meadows, Voldemort killed him himself... Sirius, short hair... ...and... come on, I think you'll like it!

Harry's heart sank as his mother and father smiled at him, and sitting beside them was a man with small, cloudy eyes whom Harry recognized at once - Pedillo - the one who had asked Voldemort The man who betrayed his parents, he told Voldemort where Harry's parents were hiding, causing them to be killed by Voldemort.

Huh? Moody was taken aback. Harry looked up at Moody's severely disfigured, bumpy face. Clearly, Moody thought it had caused Harry annoyance and was frustrated. That, Harry tried to crack his lips into a grin, uh... that, I remember, I haven't sorted it out yet...

Pedilou is right. If your father was here, he would definitely forgive him. Sirius said, In fact, we all know that even if he doesn't volunteer, Voldemort can get everything if he captures him. It's just that the way that damn guy chose is really unacceptable.

Well, it's okay, he's in Azkaban. Harry said calmly, gently rubbing the glass of the photo album with his hand.

I'm glad you think so, Harry, said Sirius. Someone will always be punished, and, besides, never run away.

Harry was planning to leave. In fact, except for Fan Lin, most of the people had already got together in twos and threes, the twin brothers and Mundungus, Ron Ginny and Tonks.

As for Fan Lin, the two of them were trapped in a two-person world from the very beginning.

Harry shrugged off Ron's invitation to put the photo album back on it, and he almost couldn't wait to leave.

He didn't understand why this picture struck him so much - he'd seen pictures of his parents before, after all, he'd met Pediru, ... but they were so close ... no one would like this , he thought angrily... and those happy faces surrounding his parents...

That Benji Fenwick whose body was only found in a small part, Gideon Prewitt who died like a hero, and Lamberton who was tortured to the point of madness...

In the photo, they are forever waving happily, not knowing their fate... yes, Moody may think that's funny... but he...

Harry, it's disturbing... Harry tiptoed up the stairs, gradually recovering himself, he calmed down slowly, but when he first got to the first floor, he heard someone crying in the lounge.

Is anyone there? Harry said. The crying did not stop, but did not answer him. Harry walked up the remaining steps two steps at a time, crossed the landing, and opened the door to the lounge. Curled up in a dark corner alone, she held a wand in her hand, whimpering and trembling. In the moonlight, on the dirty and old carpet, lay a dead body—it was Ron. Harry felt the air drained from his lungs- he felt dizzy- his head went cold- Eun's dead, no, that's not possible- wait a minute, that's really not possible- Ron's downstairs- —

Mrs. Weasley? Harry said hoarsely. Rae-Rae-Redick Rose!

Mrs. Weasley whimpered, pointing at Ron's corpse with a trembling wand.

Boom Ron's body was Bill's, with a big gash in his back, eyes wide open, and nothing - and Mrs. Weasley whimpered even harder.

Funny funny! she said again. Bang the corpse turned into Mr. Weasley again - his glasses were askew and blood was dripping from his face.

No! screamed Mrs. Weasley. -No...Reddick Ruth! Riddick Ruth! Riddick Ruth! Boom, the twins' bodies -- Boom, Percy -- Boom, Harry's body...

Mrs. Weasley, get out of here! Harry yelled, looking at his own body lying on the floor, Let the others...

What's the matter? Lupine rushed into the room, followed by Sirius, and Moody limping along. Lupine immediately understood what was going on when Mrs. Weasley saw Harry's body on the floor. He took out his wand and said very clearly and firmly, Reddick Ruth! Harry's body disappeared. In its place was a cloud of silvery smoke, and with another wave of Lupine's wand, the silvery cloud dissipated in an instant.

Oh... oh... no... Mrs. Weasley choked up for a moment, buried her face in her hands, and finally burst into tears. Molly, Lupine said softly, walking towards her, Molly, don't... Suddenly Mrs. Weasley was sobbing on Lupine's shoulder.

Molly, it's just a Boggart, Lupine said reassuringly, patting her on the head, just a stupid Boggart...

I saw them die - they died at the same time! Mrs. Weasley sobbed on Lupine's shoulder. At the same time! I, I saw...

Sirius stared at where the Borg had been, imagining Harry's dead body lying there; Moody looked at Harry, Harry avoided his gaze - suddenly had a strange thought - Moody's magic eye came from Follow him from the moment he steps out of the kitchen.

No, don't tell Arthur, Mrs. Weasley choked up, wiping tears desperately on her sleeve, I, I don't want him to know...it's so, so stupid... Lupine handed her a piece of it. Handkerchief, she gasped.

Harry, I'm sorry, what do you think? Mrs. Weasley trembled, I can't even handle a Boggart...

Don't think so, Harry tried to reassure with a smile.

I, I'm just too worried, Mrs. Weasley's tears welled up again, The... half of the members of the family are in the Phoenix Order. If we can all be safe, then, that's a miracle... Well, Percy is ignoring us... What if something happens to him, and I, we don't know, how do I make it up? And, also, what if I, Arthur and I get killed, who, who To take care of Ron and Ginny?

That's enough, Molly, said Lupine firmly. It will never be like last time. The Phoenix Order is well prepared this time, and we are ahead of Voldemort because we know he's back...

At the name, Mrs. Weasley screamed softly in terror.

Oh, Molly, look, it's about time you got used to hearing his name - I can't guarantee that no one will be killed in the future - no one can - but we're a lot stronger than we were last time. You Not in the Phoenix Order, you don't understand. Last time the Death Eaters outnumbered us twenty to one, so much more than us, so they could take us out one by one...

Harry thought again of the beaming faces of his parents in the photograph—he knew Moody was still looking at him.

Don't worry about Percy, said Sirius suddenly, he'll be back. It's just because Voldemort hasn't shown up in public - the whole Ministry will beg our forgiveness if he does, and I'm not sure, I Do you accept their apology, but there is no doubt that the initiative is still on our side. Sirius said angrily.

As for the question of who to take care of Ron and Ginny if both you and Arthur sacrificed, Lupine smiled. Do you think we'll let them suffer?

Mrs. Weasley smiled tremblingly.

I'm so stupid, she muttered, wiping her eyes.

But Harry didn't think Mrs. Weasley was stupid. Ten minutes later, he returned to his room, closed the door, and could still see his parents smiling at him from the tattered old photo album - none of them realized at the time that their lives, and the many people around them Same, it ended suddenly. Borg's transformed Weasley corpses flashed before his eyes in turn. The scar on his forehead burned again, and his stomach convulsed violently.

It doesn't hurt, said Harry firmly, rubbing the scar as the pain gradually eased. Talk to your own head, first step of madness. A sly voice came from the blank painting on the wall. Harry ignored it. He's more tired than ever - and he'd only been worrying about the joke shop and the guy with the prefect badge an hour ago.

Accompanied by the creaking sound of the door opening, Harry jumped up, but then Harry felt relieved again. It was Kreacher, the house elf of the Black family. He was in charge of the hygiene of the entire house, and the magic on the walls Defense can't stop him at all.

Oh, my poor mistress, the original Black family lived in such a group of trash, scum, and stupid traitors, if my mistress knew what was going on, it was all Kreacher's fault, but Kreacher doesn't have the strength to drive these people out.

Harry was a little annoyed, but he knew what Kreacher was like, Kreacher always did, complaining to himself.

The noble Black family. Harry's voice was a little cold, as if he had just been fished out of a deep well.

It seemed that Harry succeeded. He surprised Kreacher. It was the first time that the house elf Kreacher reacted like this, because he changed his facial expression completely except for a word from Sirius. He watched carefully. Harry, Harry was also staring blankly at the floor.

Suddenly, a stabbing pain in his forehead forced Harry to run his hand over his own forehead.

Kreacher's body shrank back slightly, the rag in his hand was tightly clenched, and he looked frightened by Harry.

This is really sad. Those people will never know what they are doing, and they are trying to push it to black magic. My mistress, the betrayal of their identity and blood will make them lose everything...

Kreacher was almost stunned for a moment, then returned to his usual nonchalant look.

Harry was startled by his own voice, but the feeling was far away, like a hallucination.

Harry looked at Kreacher for confirmation, but the damn house elf would not give him any answer at all, he still repeated words that disgusted everyone.

Harry thought he was crazy, he didn't care about the elf's plan to go back to Fanlin and the others, but...

Kreacher, can you...

Harry felt that he was so stupid, what did he really plan to prove to this cursing elf?