Everyday players at Hogwarts

Spread a rumor and break a leg.

The three Harrys now feel this way, especially with the existence of photos.

Harry wanted to explain why the two of them cared so much about his body, but he didn't want others to know the power that turned into a phoenix and settled in his heart.

Maybe Dumbledore knew that he could summon the phoenix, but he didn't know that the summoned phoenix did not disappear and settled in Harry's body.

To be honest, that phoenix gave Harry a motherly feeling.

Harry couldn't accept the loss of that feeling.

"We are just friends!" After questioning for who knows how long, the three of them kept replying like this.

No, it's not quite accurate to say that there are three people. Except for Draco, Ron and Harry's parents actually don't care much about their sexual orientation.

The reason why Ron was questioned was just because Ron's mother was very concerned about this, and Mr. Weasley was a husband who respected his wife.

As for the last Harry, he was actually taken along by the way. In the eyes of Lucius Malfoy, he was the goblin who bent his son.

Mr. Weasley welcomed Harry as part of their family, but due to his wife's insistence, he wanted to do some face-saving projects.

"Okay, I actually like Pansy." Draco finally couldn't bear the pressure. As the one who was most severely targeted, he had to reveal his inner thoughts.

He could actually reveal the origin of the photo, but it was all Harry's secret. Since Harry didn't tell it, Draco, as a friend, had the need to keep it secret for him.

"From the Parkinson's? We'll get engaged when we get back! I asked Narcissa to contact them!" Mr. Malfoy finally heard the answer he wanted.

He loves his son very much, and as much as Arthur Weasley loves his son, he actually cares about his son's happiness.

But what if his son gets engaged early and has offspring later, even if he and Harry Potter are having trouble and don't know each other?

"Isn't this too urgent? I'm still a child!" Draco wanted to drink something to calm his shock.

"If you don't agree, I have reason to doubt whether you are lying. Look at our greatest white wizard, he died alone because he was not engaged." Mr. Malfoy said maliciously, and was suddenly cueed Dumbledore looked confused.

Dumbledore was very unfamiliar with this feeling, but with rich experience, he quickly understood what it felt like - the feeling of being forced to marry by his parents.

This was very strange for Dumbledore, after all, his father had been imprisoned early, and her mother was also focused on her half-crazy little daughter.

Dumbledore is not so much the eldest son of the family, but has always played the role of father.

"Okay, this is what you came here for - and you drove away Petunia and Dudley for this?" Dumbledore said in a brisk tone when he came back to his senses.

"Come on, you feel the same way, Dumbledore, that's why you don't think Harry's matter is a big deal." Sirius, who had always felt like an outsider, complained.

"Where did you get this photo?"

"At that time, I experimented with my magic spell and attracted Fox and other classmates. So we kept running and running. I was so tired and covered in sweat."

"I'm not as strong as Ron and Draco, and running for so long made me uncomfortable. Ron and the others used the Muggle auscultation trick they learned from George and Fred to see if I was We need to go to the school doctor's office." Harry finally thought of a fairly logical and complete explanation.

Moreover, he also asked a question at the beginning. They should recall the answer to that question first and ignore the imperfections in his subsequent explanation.

This seems to be called psychology. Harry once secretly turned on the TV and watched a program when Uncle Dursley's family went out and Mrs. Figg was not at home, so he was left at home.

Harry had used it on Dudley many times before, and it worked, and now Harry just hoped that things would go as he expected.

However, this reminded Harry that he was so absorbed in watching TV that he forgot to turn off the TV in advance - and finally Aunt Petunia discovered Harry secretly watching TV from the top of the still warm TV.

From that time on, unless necessary, they would ask Mrs. Figg to look after him in advance before going out, and Harry lost the opportunity to be alone at home.

"Sirius gave it to me."

"Black gave it to me." Mr. Malfoy and Mr. Weasley both looked at Sirius.

"It's not a secret, you just didn't ask me."

"Okay, I said. The Daily Prophet is already my property. The photo was taken by Rita Skeeter. She didn't disclose how it was taken - she said it was her special skill for getting a lot of private information." Sirius shrugged.

"Dumbledore, do you know what's going on?" Harry immediately thought of the existence that was most likely to know the answer - in this room.

"I'm not sure that the more one knows, the less ignorant one becomes."

"At Rita Skeeter's level, if she doesn't improve much after graduation, I can think of a dozen ways for her to take photos of you." Dumbledore replied.

It's not that he's boasting, his intuition is actually very accurate sometimes.

In addition, his memory is very strong, and he still remembers the level of each course of Rita Skeeter, who was a popular figure in the school at that time.

Rita Skeeter is actually very good at shapeshifting, but for some reason she likes to hide it.

In addition, she had been out of the castle during a Christmas thunderstorm, so the method was readily apparent - Rita Skeeter was an unregistered Animagus.

But Dumbledore was not prepared to tell this speculation.

"Okay." Harry nodded.

.......

The time soon reached late at night, and everyone had a unified answer to Harry's and his others' questions - that is, leave them alone.

Mr. Malfoy had already received a positive answer from the helpless Draco, who was in a hurry to go home and make arrangements with his wife to visit the Parkinson family.

No one else cared about the relationship between Harry and Ron.

"Okay, you can go back." Dumbledore issued the expulsion order.

"Aren't you ready to leave?" Mr. Weasley, like the Sniff who fell into the vault, asked after recovering from the Muggle creations around him. Others who were about to leave also pricked up their ears.

"I don't think I can leave until Petunia and the others come back." Dumbledore said seriously, and then glanced at Sirius, the culprit.

"I know I was wrong, I'm going to pick them up now." Sirius said quickly.

"Do you know where Aunt Maggie is?" Harry asked doubtfully. He felt that Sirius must have done something to Dursley and the others before he came back.

"There are many things you don't know." Sirius smiled mysteriously and disappeared with a crisp sound.