HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 170 Chapter IX Prelude

"What does the minister want to do?"

As soon as Scrimgeour and Scull left, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley rushed into the living room and asked.

"Give us what Dumbledore left us," said Harry, waving the Snitch on his hand.

In the dining room, at the dining table, Scrimgeour passed from one to the other what Scrimgeour had given to the three.Everyone regrets Scrimgeour's refusal to pass the sword to Harry.However, as for the use of these three things, everyone can tell the reason.

"Perhaps you can ask Scull, he came with the minister. He must know," said Fred, downing the last sip of soup from his bowl.

"But he said he didn't know—" "Skool was there because of yesterday's action—"

Ron and Mr. Weasley said at the same time.

Everyone at the table looked at Mr. Weasley for a moment.

Bang! !

There was a dull and piercing sound.

Mrs. Weasley slammed the spoon in her hand on the table, and her voice became extremely sharp for a moment, "Arthur!!? What did you do without telling me???"

Mr. Weasley swallowed, his eyes flickering.

"Don't run away! I'll know if you're telling the truth!!" Mrs. Weasley said, staring at Mr. Weasley.

"I, I—" Mr. Weasley stammered, his voice lowered a lot, but he didn't make it clear for a long time.

Mrs. Weasley's face was getting darker and darker, full of anger.

At this moment, outside the open back door, Skool had just Apparated.

Mrs. Weasley's speed was surprisingly fast. As soon as Skool stepped through the back door with one foot, Mrs. Weasley came up to him holding a spoon.

"Tell me!" snapped Mrs. Weasley, "was there another action yesterday?"

Before Scull realized what was going on, he was stunned.

"Molly—" came Mr Weasley's voice.

"Shut up!" Mrs. Weasley said quickly, in a manner that would not allow anyone to intervene, "don't give me any secrecy? Do you still know that tomorrow is your son's wedding? The last time you attended without telling me I didn’t care about the fact that I almost lost an arm in that action!! Order of the Phoenix!!”

Mrs. Weasley exclaimed, "Why are you the president and not directly involved in any actions??"

"Dumbledore explained -" said Mr. Weasley.

"Dumbledore???" Mrs. Weasley's voice trembled, but overshadowed Mr. Weasley's, "He didn't even go to Dumbledore's funeral!! The night Dumbledore died, Bill was ordered Participated in the operation and almost turned into a werewolf!! Where is he? He was ordered to recruit outer personnel in goddamn Egypt???"

The spoon in Mrs Weasley's hand was only two inches from Skool's nose.

"Mom—" Bill called.

Mrs. Weasley roared recklessly, "Almost all of our family has joined the Order of the Phoenix!! Except for the youngest two children!!! And Harry and the three of them!!! Nonsense! Dumbledore was never a Someone who is good at taking advantage of others—”

Scull's face paled.

"—Why did you send the three of them to carry out the mission???"

"Mrs. Weasley!!!" "Mrs. Weasley!!!" "Mom!!" Hermione, Harry, and Ron shouted at the same time, and Hermione was so angry that she even held her wand in her hand.

At the same time, there was another person shouting.

"That's enough, Molly!" roared Mr. Weasley, his rare act of shouting at his wife. "This action is of my own free will, and Skool has been up all night and night just to do it." He didn’t tell the internal staff of the Order of the Phoenix, it was an order from within the Ministry of Magic. Aurors are not enough, so extra staff are temporarily added. We have saved at least a thousand Muggles this time.”

But Mrs. Weasley didn't know if she listened, she was already in tears the moment Mr. Weasley yelled at her.Fleur and Ginny had gotten up from the table and hugged Mrs. Weasley for comfort.

The dining room was silent for a few seconds, and Fred and George were still holding bowls, which really happened a little fast.

"Regarding everything you just said." Scull's voice sounded, and the low voice showed a trace of bitterness, "Mrs. Weasley, I'm sorry."

Mr. Weasley looked at Skool apologetically, rubbing his hands, not knowing what to say for a while.He wanted to comfort his wife, but he also felt guilty for not keeping his words under control and apologizing to Skool right away.

"I have something to do with Harry, Ron, and Hermione?" Scull said to Mr. Weasley, "Can I borrow a room upstairs in your house?"

"Oh, of course." Mr. Weasley said quickly, leading Skool out of the kitchen, and when he was at the foot of the stairs, he said, "Sorry, it's all my fault. Please don't be angry with Molly. She's also—"

"I understand," Scull said. "Let Ron and the others take me up there. Your wife needs your comfort right now."

Mr. Weasley looked puzzled.Ron said quickly, "Dad, I'll take Skool up."

"Very well then. Thank you," Mr. Weasley said to Skool.

Hermione stomped every step she took up the stairs, as if she had a grudge against the stairs.Harry and Ron didn't say a word, they just kept their heads down and climbed the stairs quickly.

"She doesn't know anything at all!"

Hermione said angrily, walking up and down the room, holding a small red spark from the tip of the wand in her hand from time to time.Harry and Ron lived in a small room, with only two beds, an armchair, and a wooden table.As the wedding was approaching, the room was clean and spotless.

As soon as Scull entered the door, he took out a Rubik's Cube from his pocket, tapped it with his wand, and the Rubik's Cube whirled and rose into the midair of the room.After clicking on the door lock again, Skool took off the earrings and ring, and took off his glasses.

Putting the odds and ends into his pockets, An stepped forward and hugged Hermione, grabbing Hermione's wand and preventing her from swinging it.

"Hermione—" said Ann, "don't be angry."

"Who am I mad about?" said Hermione, turning to face Ann sullenly.

Ann showed a bright smile, "For me. I'm very happy. But those who don't know are innocent, and I can understand her mood."

Hermione snorted, put away her wand, said nothing, but led Ann to sit beside the bed.Opening the handbag that she always carried with her, Hermione took out a vacuum-packed cake, a box of pure milk, two cans of luncheon meat and a can of vegetables.

An's smile became brighter, "I didn't expect the emergency food I prepared for you, I was the first to eat it."

"Still laughing—" Hermione said, but her subordinates quickly tore open the cake package and handed it to Ann, and a box of pure milk was also inserted with a straw.

An took a bite of the cake, took another bite, and took a big mouthful of milk before chewing twice.

"Eat slowly," Hermione urged.The can of luncheon meat was opened, and a whole piece of meat was quickly cut into several pieces by Hermione.

Ann puffed her cheeks and nodded.

"I'm sorry, Ann. My mum's been a little on my nerves lately, probably because we're leaving," said Ron, who sat in an armchair with Harry and a box in the corner of the room. superior.

Waving her hand to indicate that it's okay, Ann took a bite off a piece of luncheon meat that Hermione was holding up with a fork.

"You haven't discussed what Dumbledore left for you, have you?" Ann said vaguely.

"Not yet. We were going to ask you, but since you don't know—" said Harry.

"Actually, I know a little bit." An said, swallowing the food in his mouth.

The Deluminator that Ron was playing with almost fell to the ground, and he caught it in a hurry.Harry asked with a look of surprise, "But, before you and—"

After biting off another piece of luncheon meat, Ann said vaguely, "He asked me if I knew about the Order of the Phoenix and Skool. He didn't ask me—"

"But?" Ron was still puzzled.

"I'm not lying," Ann swallowed the food, grabbed a piece of luncheon meat that Hermione was holding up, and drank another sip of milk, "Besides, my Occlumency is not just for display."

"Then tell us!" Harry said excitedly, "What do these three things mean?" He held up the golden snitch in his hand, "My old snitch, Ron's Deluminator, and Hermione's book. What is Dumbledore trying to tell us? And why didn't Dumbledore just give us these things privately through you?"

"I don't know what is the meaning of Dumbledore's giving you these three things." Ann swallowed the food in her mouth and said, the cake was finished, and a can of luncheon meat was eaten.

"Don't worry, listen to me. Although he didn't tell me the meaning of giving you these three things, it seems that he wants you to find out for yourself." Ann said, Hermione was opening the second can of luncheon meat. "But when Dumbledore made his will, he said: 'Some things should be done in full view, and some things should be done in secret.' Because of this, some more important things can be realized. .”

Harry and Ron were still confused.

Hermione exclaimed, and Harry and Ron turned to Hermione.

Probing away a piece of luncheon meat held in Hermione's hand, Ann narrowed her eyes and looked at Hermione encouragingly.

"After Dumbledore's will is discovered, it will definitely be reviewed by the Ministry of Magic. He must know about it." Hermione said, not forgetting to give An Qie the meat, "These three things given to us may be There are secrets, but they are definitely not easy to discover. But it will attract the attention of everyone who pays attention to this matter, so that another important thing he wants to give us can-"

"Sword of Gryffindor?" said Harry and Ron in unison.The two looked at each other, and at the same time turned their attention to An.

"Indeed, the sword of Gryffindor is with me." Ann said vaguely, unbuttoning the gray robe, and Ann was carrying a small flat square cloth backpack on her back.

After taking off the backpack and tearing off the rope seal, Ann groped for a while and pulled out a long wooden box.

"Here you are." Ann handed the box to Harry and Ron.

Harry took it with both hands, and opened the box eagerly with excitement. Gryffindor's sword lay quietly in the middle of the box.The sword was padded with cotton cloth, and the ruby ​​on the hilt was particularly dazzling in the sunlight coming in from the window.

"Great. But what's the use of the sword?" said Ron, "although it's precious."

"Haven't you two finished those books?" said Hermione incredulously, "about how to destroy Horcruxes?"

"I just finished one," said Harry. "I remember it said it had to be something so destructive that a Horcrux could never be repaired. So? Gryffindor's sword can destroy a Horcrux?"

"Not quite," said Hermione, as she opened the can of vegetables, which was a can of sliced ​​carrots, full of sliced ​​carrots.

"No," Ann said, as Hermione held up a spoonful of sliced ​​carrots, "I want a can of luncheon meat."

"You can't keep eating meat," said Hermione firmly, holding up her spoon.

"Okay. Ah—" Ann opened her mouth.

Harry and Ron looked at Hermione eagerly, hoping that she would give her an answer quickly, but they knew they couldn't rush.

"Cough——" Hermione cleared her throat, "The Horcrux is also a very powerful magical item. The sword of Gryffindor can only be regarded as powerful magic, but because it is made by elves, and the blade made by elves can only absorb Something that strengthens it. In second year, Harry, you drew your sword and stabbed the basilisk to death."

Ann was stuffed with a mouthful of carrots.

"The basilisk is a rare and powerful magical creature. Its fangs, even rarer, destroyed Riddle's diary. The sword absorbed the basilisk's venom, and it became stronger and more Destructive power. So it can destroy Horcruxes, that's the whole reason."

Harry and Ron nodded knowingly.

"So now we have something that can destroy a Horcrux?" said Harry, relieved. "Great."

"Don't relax too early~" An Gu said with a pout, she couldn't swallow the mouthful of carrots, "You haven't even found a real Horcrux yet."

"But we haven't started looking yet," Ron said.

"..." Ann swallowed the carrot in her mouth, and turned to look at Hermione with an aggrieved face, "It's all the carrot's fault, it made me stupid."

Hearing Ann's rascally words, Hermione felt both helpless and distressed.

"One more bite," said Hermione in a coaxing tone. "After this bite, we'll have a can—" She fumbled for a can in her handbag. "Canned sardines?"

Pouting, Ann nodded.After being stuffed with another carrot, she wrapped her arms around Hermione's waist and rested her head on Hermione's shoulder.

"Go back to bed after eating." Hermione said softly, holding a piece of sardine to Ann's mouth.

"Um…"

"Ann, do you know who 'Grigorovich' is?"

Harry carefully put the drawn sword back into the box, asking a question before closing the box.

"Grigorovich?" Ann muttered again, "Oh, I remembered, he is a wand maker. German, one of the three major European wand makers, is as famous as Ollivander. But many people think Mr. Ollivander is just better."

"No wonder it sounds familiar to me!"

Harry's eyes lit up, "During the Triwizard Tournament, I heard that Krum's wand was made by him!"

"Victor?" Hermione exclaimed, "What does it have to do with him?"

An, with a mouth full of food, snorted dissatisfied.

"No, it has nothing to do with Krum," Harry said, "It's just that I had a dream last night, it seems that Voldemort is looking for Gregorovich?"

Hermione frowned in dissatisfaction, and insisted, "I still don't think Harry should maintain this kind of connection with Voldemort. What if Voldemort snoops into Harry's mind? If he knows us..."

"This kind of connection can't reach the point of spying on the mind." Ann said vaguely, "Besides, the mysterious man always thinks that Dumbledore is his worst enemy. Harry is a thorn in the side that must be removed. Well, the number one thorn in the side But after you made a fuss at the Ministry of Magic last time, the mysterious man took the initiative to cut off contact with Harry. He is the kind of person who must think that his magical ability is perfect, so the possibility of him taking the initiative to spy on Harry's thoughts is very small. "

"what--"

Open your mouth and bite the meat.

"If you're really worried, next time you think about it, I have a quick-acting sleeping pill here." Ann muttered, "I'll give you two bottles later. Just take a small sip, and you can fall asleep immediately. The dosage effect is on the bottle." Labeled."

Harry nodded.

"What time is it?" Ann asked.

Ron raised his hand and looked at his watch, "It's 1:46 in the afternoon."

With the last bite of fish, An smashed it with satisfaction.Hermione took out a handkerchief and wiped Ann's mouth, "Go back to sleep."

"Okay." An Ying promised, and kissed Hermione's cheek with a smile.

"Ann—" Hermione yelled angrily.

Giggling twice, Ann took out two bottles of potion from her backpack and handed them to Harry. There was a small square note on the side of the potion bottle, and the dosage and efficacy were written on it.Harry glanced at it, 5ml would be able to sleep for an hour.

The Rubik's Cube fell into Ann's hands from mid-air, and Skool scrambled it twice and put it in his pocket.

The sun outside the window was very warm. Standing, Skool could see through the window that the yard had been arranged, sorted and sorted wedding items, and the tent had already been set up.Golden leather chairs are piled up, and the long table is covered with a tablecloth and placed in the tent.

When he put his hand on the doorknob, Scull turned his head and reminded, "I almost forgot, you should pay attention to the box where the sword is placed."

Harry was holding the box and putting it in Hermione's handbag, when he heard Skool's words, he froze.

"The sword can only be stored in the space of the infinite stretching spell if it is placed in a box. If the box is broken, you will have to carry the sword." Scull said, "Remember to discuss the three things left for you this afternoon. There are clues to tell I."

Harry moved the box much more lightly into his handbag.The three nodded.

"I'll see you tomorrow then," Scull said, pressing the doorknob, pushing the door open and going down the stairs.

Going down to the first floor, Mr. Weasley was standing in the living room with his arms around Mrs. Weasley.Mr. Weasley patted Mrs. Weasley on the shoulder. Mrs. Weasley's eyes were still a little red, and she walked up to Skool apologetically.

"I'm sorry, Scull, I just lost my head."

"I accept your apology." Scull said, "However," Scull turned to Mr. Weasley, "I think you should tell her about this in advance so that she doesn't worry. Well, I'm going. See you tomorrow."

When passing by Bill and Furong, he smiled and said sincerely, "Bless you."

In a narrow alley in downtown London, Skool apparated, took off his coat and put it in his backpack.He yawned, walked out of the alley quickly, came to the side of the road, he waved and stopped a taxi.

"The Duke Hotel."

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