HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 180 Nine Telephones

"enough!"

Ann drew out her wand, and there were small crackling red sparks from the tip of the wand.

"Now you're on the same team, right?"

The words were loud, almost roared.

"very good!"

Striding out of the kitchen, she opened the door, but it didn't close, and Ann Apparated out of 12 Grimmauld Place.

With red eyes and panting heavily, Ann appeared near Paddington Station in London. After identifying the direction, Ann put on the hood of the gray robe, glasses, earrings, and rings and strode towards a small house.

Regular knocks on the door, twice, once, twice.

"Who is it?" A voice sounded from inside the door.

"Gray cabin," Skool replied.

The door creaked open, and a short, fat man appeared behind the door, "Huh? Mr. Skool, why are you here?"

"I have something to do, I won't leave tonight." Scull said, and walked into the house, "Send all the materials accumulated in the past two days to the third floor, and send me tomorrow's schedule by the way."

"But the schedule, haven't you read it twice? Is there any change? I've sent it out." The man rubbed his hands and asked nervously. Scull's face was gloomy, and his tone was quite angry.

Taking a deep breath, Scull waved his hand, "Forget it, send me the information."

"Ok."

On the third floor, a hardwood door was pushed open, and inside was a study-like room with a simple single bed and a desk. Next to the desk was a large bookshelf with some folders sparsely placed on it.

The most noticeable thing is a wall with a map of England pasted on half of the wall, while the other half of the wall is a map of downtown London, which is densely nailed with small labels of various colors.

The outer headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

After pressing the switch, an incandescent lamp lit up, and Scull walked to the window and opened it.The street lights on both sides of the street not far away were on. There was no one on the street. The lights were on in one house after another. I don’t know who turned up the sound of the TV very loudly, and the sound of the news could be faintly heard.

After taking a few deep breaths and being comfortably blown by the summer evening wind, Scull felt much calmer.

knocking.

"Come in."

The chunky man came in with a stack of documents.

"Put it on the table, you don't need to come up tonight. Go to bed early."

"Ok."

As soon as the door was closed, Scull swung his wand to lock the door, took out the Rubik's Cube in his pocket, waved his wand, and the Rubik's Cube rose into the air of the room.

He took off the earrings and ring, put them in his pocket, and sat down at the desk.

After turning over a page of information, An Gang looked at it twice, then put it down again.She turned her chair and looked at the moon outside the window.

Just now, a little bit, the fake show was real.

Not counting, sort of.

Rather, an outburst of real emotion.

Half-truths.

It turns out that I really have so many complaints in my heart, and it feels good to say them all in one go.Especially when you are short of breath, you don't need to go through your brain at all to speak.

An unconsciously turned the pen in her hand. On the one hand, she blamed herself for what she just said was too much. On the other hand, a voice said loudly, why should I do so many things?

The mood is complicated and entangled, as if something is blocking the stomach, it can't go up, and it can't go down.

An put down the pen and stood up. She walked to the bookshelf and opened a drawer, which was filled with various packaged snacks and puffed snacks.

After tearing open a bag of chocolates, Ann took a bite, opened a can of coffee, and tore open a bag of potato chips. Ann carried the snacks to the window and leaned against the window frame.Ann listened to the faint sound of the TV in the night.

"...the prime minister yesterday... stated...the train...death..."

Taking another sip of coffee, there was a vibration in my pocket.

Taking out the black mobile phone, Ann glanced at it, and the caller ID on the small screen: Girlfriend

Press the answer key.

"You apologize." Hermione's voice sounded stern.

Ann froze for a moment, then said honestly, "I apologize, I'm sorry."

"You really shouldn't have said that about Ron and me and Harry," said Hermione, still unable to hide her anger.

After a pause, Ann said, "Yes, I admit it."

Hermione seemed to choke, and she murmured.Ann took another sip of coffee, which seemed a little bitterer than the previous one.

"I apologize too." Hermione whispered, "I'm sorry."

"Okay." Ann held up her mobile phone and looked at the house not far away. The living room was brightly lit. Through the window, she could see the family's parents and a little boy surrounded by a stroller, and a colorful animation was playing on the TV. piece.

A fleshy little hand was exposed from the stroller, swinging a small toy.

"You explain, Ann, I want to hear you explain."

"Nothing to explain."

"Not good. Ann, you explain, tell me that you and Harry did this together to help Ron."

Ann smiled lightly.Hermione really was, as always.

Hermione sounded relieved, "I knew it. After you went out, Harry's expression was very strange. I was very angry at the time and didn't think much about it, but I guessed it now. I also know why you didn't tell me... .”

"Hermione..."

"Ok?"

In fact, you don't have to excuse me, what I said is half false and half true.

"...do you want to hear a song?"

"But I haven't—"

"If you go on, it's a joke for me to tell Harry that I want to keep it secret." Ann said jokingly, trying to keep her tone light.

Hermione snorted, "Okay."

"Well, I took the guitar." Ann waved her wand and directed the guitar case hanging on the wall to fly.

"Have you had dinner yet?" Hermione asked.

Ann waved her wand and opened the guitar case.

"I just ate, and when I was about to read the information, you called."

Putting down the wand, holding the guitar with one hand, Ann pressed the hands-free button, put the phone on the table, and sat down with the guitar in his arms.

strum.

Ann cleared her throat.

"It's about to start!"

"it is good."

Prelude.

Ann played and sang.

"Well Ifell down, down, down

Into this dark and lonely hole

There was no one there to care about mean more

And Ineeded away to climb and grab a hold of the edge

You are sitting there holding arope

And we'll go up, up, up

But I'llflyalittlehigher

We'll goup in the clouds because the view is a little nicer

Upheremy dear

Itwon'tbelong now, itwon'tbelongnow

When I get back on land

Well I'll never get my chance

......."

The last note falls.There was silence on both ends of the phone for a moment.

Ann was a little lost after singing.

"Ann, you haven't played and sung this song before."

"No." Ann said.

Because this song helped me get through a long, dark period that was actually short in terms of time span but very long for me.

"No, it's because," An said seriously, "I didn't find someone who could play and sing this song before, but now I have. I can only play and sing this song for you."

There was no sound on the other end of the phone.

An smiled slightly, swept the strings, and said in a relaxed tone, "My girlfriend must be blushing now."

"Ann!" Hermione's tone was half annoyed and half shy.

"Haha——" Ann hugged the guitar and laughed happily, she could imagine Hermione blushing and holding the phone now.

sweet Nothing.

Do not!

"Huh..." Hermione snorted softly.

Obviously it's rhetoric.

Hermione was lying on the bed with her mobile phone in her arms and looked at the ceiling. When she heard Ann's smile, she could imagine that every time Ann finished talking about love with a serious face, she would curl the corners of her mouth and speak with a smirk.

Really, at this time, the best way is only.

Change the subject.

"What's the name of this song?"

"Clouds." Ann said with a smile, "this song was written and composed by an American boy. He was only 17 years old when he wrote this song."

"Isn't that the same age as us?" said Hermione. "Ann, when did you hear this song? What about him now?"

"I heard it before," Ann said. "As for him, I'll tell you about him later. It's getting late now. You guys have to go to the Ministry of Magic tomorrow. Don't you need to review the action plan again?"

"Well, yes." Mentioning this, Hermione couldn't help becoming nervous.

"Oh, don't be too nervous. Well, after you three have reviewed the plan, you'd better make a small cup of quick-acting sleeping potion for Harry and Ron, and you should drink it too. Sleep better, and tomorrow will be more Be energetic. I have arranged people inside and outside the Ministry of Magic, but I cannot reveal their identities, nor yours, so try to play it by ear tomorrow."

An stood in front of the map and looked at the small post-it note on the map of downtown London and said, "Two bottles of compound soup should be enough, and four hours is the safest time. During the operation, you must hurry up and leave as soon as you get the things." .According to news, tomorrow there will be a large number of Death Eaters guarding King's Cross Railway Station and various places where you may appear, and the Ministry of Magic's security is the worst."

After a pause, An reminded again, "But the plan can't keep up with the changes, and the Horcrux is not as important as you. If something happens midway, you must give priority to ensuring your own personal safety."

The last sentence, An said very seriously.

"Okay!" Hermione replied.

"You have to remember to wear armor." An worriedly reminded again.

"Yes. Wear it now," said Hermione.

"Before going out, clean up the things at 12 Grimmauld Place."

"The first basic principle of confidentiality is to leave a place without leaving a trace."

It seems that there is nothing to tell, An hesitated for a while, and added, "Protect your own safety first, you promise me."

Hermione smiled, and Ann had said this to her several times.

"I promise," said Hermione, "you promise me too."

"Okay, I promise." Ann said, laughing to herself, "Good night, then, Hermione."

"Good night."

Ann hung up the phone and stared at the map on the wall for a while.Then he played and sang Clouds again while standing with his guitar in his arms, put the guitar away, sat down at the desk, looked at the information, and put the opened potato chips, coffee and chocolate aside, and occasionally took a bite.

Hermione heard Ann hang up the phone, stood up, and put the phone away.Holding the action plan materials, she went up to the third floor.At the stairs on the third floor, she happened to meet Ron who was knocking on the door.

Harry opened the door, saw two people standing outside the door, and opened the door completely, "Come in."

As soon as he entered the door, Ron spoke first. He stroked the back of his head, looked at Harry and then at Hermione, "Thank you, I didn't expect you to support me so much! So I still have so many advantages."

Harry punched Ron on the shoulder, "You're my best friend, and I hope you always know that."

Ron laughed twice, then turned to Hermione and said, "I want to understand, when we finish the task of getting the Horcrux very well tomorrow, I will apologize to Ann, I shouldn't be so negative, and I shouldn't be so negative." Say those words to An directly."

Hermione put the action plan materials on the table and said, "Ann, she also apologized just now. I called her. However, you still have to talk to her face to face tomorrow."

Ron nodded.

"She reminded us that we have to review the action plan tonight. After the review is over, you two will take a small cup of quick-acting sleeping pills from me, and you will sleep well tonight. Also," Hermione handed over the action plan To Harry and Ron, "If something happens tomorrow, she reminds us that Horcruxes are not as important as our safety."

The English version guarantees dialogue.

"I promise." Hermiones said, "You have promise for me."

"Well, I promise." said Ann.

The author has something to say:

Hahaha, un-"conventional" bickering.

If you have time, you must search

clouds

This song.

Clouds by Zach Sobiech

This song reflects Fang Yi'an's mood at a certain period of the year.