[hp] Pure White Age

Blidoux said, "You as the owner of the necklace can't open it... Voldemort doesn't know the function of the Mirror of Erised, and he doesn't try it frequently in order to protect his spirit... So I think he only opens it when they are formed." Entered once. 】

[Why would he hide something in a place that can only be entered once? 】Draco glanced at Dumbledore, as if he had figured out something, 【Unless... he doesn't intend to retrieve what he hid at all?He hoped it would never be found? 】

Dumbledore gave him an approving look. 【So we have to find a way to get in, this is the second problem that needs to be studied. 】

As he spoke, Dumbledore approached the door closest to them - it was at the far end of the corridor.He lowered his head and carefully observed the shape of the keyhole.Draco was already familiar with this, at least he didn't see anything special about those keyholes.

Dumbledore, however, looked at it for a long time. [It's getting late. ] Finally, he raised his head and said. 【You should go back to sleep, and I should go back too, flip through the tome, or listen to the opinions of the portraits. ] Then, he yawned without hesitation, and strode towards the original path.Thanks to his father, Draco knew that Dumbledore was talking about the portraits of Hogwarts Headmasters that hung in his office.Maybe it's a good idea to ask them.

【Principal, when are you going to help me complete the task? 】

Dumbledore stopped. 【I haven't forgotten this matter, it is related to your status in Voldemort's heart.When the time is right, I'll tell you what to do. 】

[By the way, you said Voldemort wanted Harry's blood... is that right? 】

[Yes, that was part of the ceremony. ] Draco replied.He couldn't understand the expression on Dumbledore's face, as if the new life of the Dark Lord wasn't a bad thing for him.

Afterwards, they entered the Mirror of Erised several times one after another. Draco felt that Dumbledore was about to fade the locks on the five doors, but he had never tried to open them.Just two weeks before the final of the Warriors Tournament, Dumbledore sent him a secret letter.

That's why Crouch was able to return to Hogwarts, and was able to stun Krum and compete in his place; it's also how Draco was able to transform trophies into portkeys and find rifts in time and space.

Dumbledore planned it all.In just one month, Draco and Dumbledore, the greatest wizard of this century, seemed to have developed a certain friendship, because no one but each other would know what they were doing.

☆、Chapter88 memory fragments (7)

According to Muggle history records, in the 15th century, the navigator Columbus led his fleet to sail westward three times, thinking that he had arrived in India. However, it was not until his death that an Italian scholar named Amerigo discovered that he had arrived. It's actually a new continent.In addition, a series of disappearances of planes and ships in the Bermuda Triangle in this century are still controversial.

Unbeknownst to Muggles, however, medieval wizards had an explanation for this. [There are often interesting stories hidden in books that wizards who receive orthodox education look down upon. ] Dumbledore said, [For example, when I was in the third grade, I read a story like this: A farmer who lived in Little Hangleton passed by the cemetery at night, and heard the faint cries of people inside, but he couldn’t see anyone. , thinking it was haunted, but finally found the person who disappeared in London two days ago in the coffin.The poor man lay with the corpse for two days and two nights, not knowing how he got in there. 】

[I thought those were all made up to attract people's attention. 】 Draco was stunned for a long time before speaking.

[Oh, most of it is true, but this story is true. 】Dumbledore blinked, 【It happened in the mid-fifteenth century, the earliest record in similar wizard stories, and it was less than five years after the necklace was made.Even more coincidentally, the person who was nailed into the coffin was none other than John Baker, a well-known magic item nurse in London. Dumbledore added), the Black family was his biggest client. 】

[After I investigated all this, I had a new guess about the necklace.I guess maybe in the five years since the necklace was made, members of the Black family, like Voldemort, have used it too often, so that the necklace has a frustrating problem. 】

[I have never found a record of the necklace in the black magic item registry of the Black family. 】Draco interface, 【Obviously Granger doesn't either.It would all make sense if something went wrong with the necklace within five years and the Black family wanted to seal it up forever so it wouldn't cause further trouble. 】

Dumbledore nodded. ["Crack in time and space" is the name I gave to this "problem".To put it simply, it is like the sequelae caused by going back in time and space beyond the limited number of times.In the world we live in, there are several such "rifts" that can teleport people to where it is, or from where it is to any other place. 】

[Do you think we can use it to divert Potter? 】 Draco frowned, 【We don't even know where it is.Indian Ocean?Atlantic?Or what in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle? 】

【No, you didn't understand what I said, just like Voldemort never found out--】 Dumbledore shook his head, 【There is another, our only choice--in Little Hangleton, behind the Riddle House cemetery. 】

[The reason why I ask you to use it instead of an ordinary door key is because the owner of the necklace can exert control over the cracks in time and space.I'll teach you how to turn trophies into special portkeys to make everything easier... This will be Harry and Voldemort's first meeting, and I need you to keep him safe. 】

Draco's heart sank slowly. [If——I mean if, the Dark Lord knows that I can control the space-time rift? 】

Dumbledore smiled for the first time tonight. "Oh, boy," he said, "I just want you to let him know. 】

Draco had never expected to figure out what Dumbledore was thinking, and it would certainly be harder than ever.Before that, he reminded Dumbledore that he didn't want to use the necklace in this mission, so as not to make the Dark Lord suspicious of him, but Dumbledore wanted him to tell the Dark Lord about the rift in time and space instead. 【Perhaps the Dark Lord will think that I am a malleable talent, even a genius. Such a discovery is enough to wipe out the Malfoy family's mistakes," he thought to himself, 【But will the Dark Lord trust me to keep the necklace because of this?What good would it do Dumbledore to reveal this to the Dark Lord? 】

He could vaguely feel that Dumbledore's agreement to help him complete this task was not just for exchange.He also thought that something had been hidden from him since Dumbledore had looked at the locked doors, and the feeling of being shrouded in the unknown was too scary.He knew that by now, he could only choose to trust Dumbledore, but...

He didn't ask, it was his expression that betrayed him.

【You are worried, and want to know more, so you can infer your own safety.But the privacy of the plan is what keeps everyone safe, have you thought about that, Draco?At Hogwarts, you already know the most about my plans. 】

Draco looked up.Dumbledore was not looking at him, but at the Mirror of Erised, wondering whose phantom he was gazing into. [The reason why I choose you is because you are special. 】He said slowly, 【Some people belong to the day, such as Harry; some people belong to the dark, such as Voldemort, but this is not predestined, no.We all have gray phases when we feel that we and our future are not clear enough, you are in this phase, Draco, I am glad you made the right choice. 】

[One day, I will tell you all the intentions of my actions, maybe you don’t have to wait until that day, you will understand it all yourself.But before that, I hope you can trust me unconditionally, can you do it? 】

In the Mirror of Erised, the red-haired boy is smiling at him.As long as he was doing the right thing, what did the rest matter?

He thought so and nodded.

Later, he reported the rift in time and space to the Dark Lord through his father. The Dark Lord was overjoyed and praised that the Malfoy family had the same ancient and noble blood as the Black family.But since it came from the mouth of the Dark Lord, the status of the Malfoy family among the Death Eaters has naturally increased.The Dark Lord ordered Draco to lead Harry to old Tom Riddle's grave on the day of the final, and he and Nott, relying on this perfect plan, were allowed to join the ceremony with the adult Death Eaters and become the new Dark Lord holy witnesses.

A week before the final, Draco fell into a sleepless state.No need for nightmares, as long as he closes his eyes, he can imagine the scene of the newborn Voldemort waving his wand at him and chanting the Killing Curse; Died at Riddle's tombstone, thwarting Dumbledore's plans.He felt as if he had split into three, one of day, one of darkness, and a gray one. He wandered the grounds of Hogwarts, pretending to be the same wild, carefree boy he had always been. It's the price of choosing the right thing.

On Saturday afternoon, the Slytherin Quidditch team called him to practice.According to his habit, he was the first to change his team uniform and stood at the door of the locker room to wait for other players.It might have been unthinkable to wait in the old Draco, but he was much more patient and peaceful now.

The only exception is when you see that person.

[Please give way. 】The red-haired boy frowned and said, as if he saw some ugly monster.

Draco stared at the face.The setting sun fell on Ron, and the soft golden light clung to the edges of his body, which reminded him of Dumbledore's words.The boy undoubtedly belonged to the day, even more innocent and bright than Potter.But he actually fell in love with someone like him, fell in love with darkness and gray.

【Didn't you understand what I said? 】The boy said again, but the momentum in his voice had already dissipated, 【Let me pass. 】

Draco didn't move, and the other party seemed to be remembering something, standing there quietly, without any next move.The red-gold sunset filled the sky above the meadow, but no one knew its light would last long.In this brief warmth, Draco felt unspeakable sadness, anger, and powerlessness. [Ron Weasley will not know what you did, even though you did it for him.In a few days, he'll shake Potter's hand and swear to face Voldemort with him; sooner or later, he'll decide you're a despicable Death Eater, and he'll want to forget everything about it.Unless the war is won, unless Dumbledore tells him the truth...] But Merlin, who can guarantee that he will live until then? !

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He kissed again, leaving no room for the other person to speak, because he knew that would not be what he wanted to hear.

But he was finally stopped.

【Draco, wait, you—】

Ron's earlobes were red, he couldn't look into his face, Draco wanted to smile. [You haven't called my name for a long time. ] He said softly, and the other party's blue eyes flickered.

At this time, he noticed that the wound on the corner of the other party's lips began to ooze blood again, so he leaned closer to him without further ado.The other was still in his arms, and there was no rush to break free, which was the second thing Draco wanted to smile about.He pinched his chin in satisfaction and teased the wound with the tip of his tongue.The faint smell of blood spread into the mouth, which felt so real, and so beautiful and terrifying.

【You remember? 】The other party's voice was a bit bitter, which was very unlike him.

Draco didn't answer, he lightly rubbed the tip of his nose against Ron's earlobe, feeling the other's warm breath lingering on the side of his neck as well. 【Don't ask. 】He hugged him tighter, as if he wanted to embed himself into the other person's body, 【I need you, hold me tight. 】

[You know this is wrong. 】

But he still hugged him tightly.

【...There are so many damn wrong things in this world.They stole my memory, and Potter stole yours.I just want to get back what's rightfully mine. 】He buried his head deeply in the opponent's arms, feeling a kind of grievance that he only had when he was a child. 【do you still love me?as before? ...can we go back? 】

The other party did not answer.Draco didn't care about the sound of the team members' conversation getting closer.He knew that soon, no one would remember what was happening but him.

The necklace gleamed white.When he opened his eyes again, he was sinking on the sofa in the lounge, surrounded by noisy sounds.

[Draco, meet in the locker room in half an hour, we have to finish a round of practice before dinner! 】

There seems to be a scent of nostalgia in the air.Draco lowered his head and smiled for the first time in a long time.The other party didn't answer his question, but fortunately, the fragrance of roses will not deceive.

☆、Chapter89 Order of the Phoenix (1)

Ron knew that one day he would tell Mom and Dad about him and Harry, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He licked his lips and buried himself in the soft pillow.He drank too much beer at dinner, and his head is still dizzy. No wonder adults always say that alcohol is the culprit of impulsiveness.He remembered that as he downed his third glass of beer, other images in his mind were blurring, and only one image became clear, and that was that of his mother rushing into the hospital room, and Harry silently dropped his arms around him, with a fake face on his face. As if nothing had happened.Then he said what he had been holding back in his heart.

Ron knew that Harry had wanted to say it a long time ago, and it was very important to Harry to get the permission and blessing of Arthur and Molly, after all, they were also Harry's family.But whenever Ron thought Harry had a chance to say it, he didn't.

[Harry feels insecure.Because there's so much between you and Malfoy that he can't understand and get involved, you understand? ] Hermione told him so, and even she seemed a little nervous at the time, [You've really turned the page, haven't you, Ron?If so, you have to tell Harry clearly that you have to give him confidence. 】When Hermione said this, Ron felt a strong sense of guilt.He and Harry had been best friends for so long that it would be difficult to change the relationship all at once.In Ron's eyes, Harry is the best savior, and he never thought that Harry would not be confident.He thought he was the only one who was not confident, and he even suspected that Harry confessed to him just to comfort him, and even made Harry sad before the final because of such absurd idea, Merlin, he regretted it to death.

So Ron decided to be the one to announce the relationship, and Harry's smile told him it was worth it.The brunette's kiss tonight was hotter and softer than ever before.For now, they had turned off the lights and slept back to back in Ron's bed.The two boys have often shared the same bed since the first grade, and they even took a bath together.But now it was different, especially after the alcohol and a kiss that went a little too far.

Ron heard rustling behind him, and Harry wasn't asleep either.Ron couldn't help giggling when Harry turned around and wrapped his arms around his waist from behind.

【Do not laugh. ] But Harry himself was also laughing, as if he had never been so happy beating a dementor.The window sill of the bedroom occasionally brings a cool breeze, but the rest of the time it is a bit stuffy.Harry propped up his upper body, and the hand on Ron's waist groped in the dark, reaching into his pajamas.Ron's breathing was heavy, and he automatically put his arms around Harry's neck, and they kissed.

When Harry stuck his tongue in, Ron heard the sound of objects colliding next door, and he turned his head helplessly.Harry frowned puzzled, kissed his cheek, and Ron pursed his mouth at the crumbling ceiling.Before waiting for a few seconds, the ghoul upstairs seemed to have heard the call of his companions, and knocked on the water pipe.Ron heard Fred and George swearing through the wall—the twins are active 24 hours a day during the holidays, and Dad snores from downstairs, which is the disadvantage of a big family.

[Are you all right?Ron?Harry? 】

【mom, Mom, Mom? ] Ron looked at Molly standing at the door in astonishment, 【... What can we do?Grilled by a ghoul? 】

[Oh, oh yes, of course nothing will happen,] Mrs. Weasley straightened out her disheveled hair in embarrassment, [I mean, the temper of ghouls is getting worse and worse these days, maybe it's because of the hot weather... ...Still in the habit of sleeping...Harry? 】

Harry clutched the quilt silently: [Yes, Mrs. Weasley, it's very comfortable here. 】

[Oh, that's good, that's good. ] Mrs. Weasley nodded, looked around them, and finally went out with the candlestick.

It wasn't until he heard her go back to the room that Harry fell heavily next to Ron.They were silent for a while, then laughed in unison, Ron laughing so hard he had to smother his mouth into his pillow so he wouldn't annoy the ghoul again. [She's talking nonsense,] he said quietly to Harry, [the ghouls are always so loud. 】Harry smiled and said:【I know. 】

The beauty of the alcohol and the kiss was gone.Ron lay flat on his back and heard Harry sigh softly. 【Sleep, I have to get up early tomorrow.Good night, Ron. 】【Good night. 】

Harry turned away.Just when he didn't know how to solve it, the person behind him posted up again.

【I'll help you? 】

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[If I knew it earlier, I wouldn’t have told Mrs. Weasley. 】This idea accompanied Harry every day during the summer vacation.Even though he and Ron were still sleeping in the same room, Mrs. Weasley would always show up when they had time to be alone, handing them fruit and asking them to try her new pie - and this time Harry's compliments were over. Far less sincere than the first day.

【Parents are like this, you have to understand. 】After Hermione moved to the Burrow, she quickly noticed Mrs. Weasley's abnormality, 【She hasn't fully accepted it yet... I mean, of course she doesn't object to you being together, but she still doesn't feel at ease between you two. Too close contact, wait, you don't have it? 】

She stopped writing and looked into their eyes seriously. 【of course not. ] Ron and Harry hurriedly said in unison, and she just lowered her head and continued writing her letter.The two boys looked at each other. [You can see that our expressions look like we are watching a dung bomb. ] Ron said, and changed the subject before Hermione tried to speak, [By the way, who the hell have you been writing to these two days? 】

[Krum. 】

【You mean Victor Krum? 】

[How many Krums do we know? 】Hermione replied angrily, and tapped the tip of the pen while Ron and Harry looked at each other curiously, 【I said, making a pen pal or something is always my freedom, right? 】

[Of course, your freedom. 】Ron folded his hands behind his head, and the chair was tilted back high so that Crookshanks jumped on his lap,【But you have to be careful, you already have a boyfriend.My parents said that writing letters is the beginning of spiritual communication, and that's how they got it. 】Hermione gave him a blank look, and Harry just smiled and went on eating his pie.

At the end of the summer vacation, the Weasley family received a notice from Moody asking them to rush to 12 Grimmauld Place.Everyone was complaining when they walked into this eerie house, but in the next second Sirius opened his arms and prepared to give each of them a hug.Ron and the others were surprised to find that Lupine was also here, accompanied by a woman with strange hair color.Lupine resigned at the end of the semester. At that time, he said that he had to go to the Amazon jungle for an expedition. Ron and the others thought they would never see him again.

【That's just a poor excuse. 】Lupine and Sirius looked at each other and smiled, 【I've been waiting here for you to come. ] Then, he reminded everyone that it's best to walk lightly and don't wake anything up.Mrs. Weasley seemed to understand the purpose of her visit, and began to direct the children to clean the place, while she herself was led into the kitchen by Sirius.

【He will arrive tonight. ] Moody walked up to Lupine and said.Ron and Harry heard it because they were last.

[Who is coming?Is it Dumbledore? ] asked Harry.

Lupine nodded with a smile. [And Professor Snape, and possibly others, I think. ] Ron and Harry were eagerly counting on him to continue, but Lupine ignored them and turned to talk to Moody.They had to itch to follow Fred and George up the stairs, carefully past the row of house-elf heads on the wall. 【What's this? 】Harry pointed to Ron at the two curtains full of bug eyes, 【Don't touch that! 】Tonks, who was leading them, turned around excitedly and said, 【That's——ouch! 】

[Damn it!This is the second time I have tripped over this unfortunate umbrella stand——]

But obviously no one cared what she was saying, because the two curtains were suddenly thrown back.There was no door behind the curtain, just a framed picture of an old lady in a black hat.She screamed—【Beast!Bitch!Dirty and sinful bastard!Bastard, Freak, Ugly, get out of here!How dare you desecrate my ancestor's house—] Tonks had to get up from the ground sadly, and kept apologizing, and at this moment, Sirius rushed over from the kitchen.

[Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up! ] Then, he quarreled with the old lady for a while before angrily throwing down the curtain.Everyone was stunned to see all this.

[Okay, it seems that you have already met my mother. 】Sirius turned his head and said to them with a straight face.

Sirius didn't seem to want to talk about it, but he told them anyway that this is where he grew up, the ancestral home of the Black family, which hadn't been lived in for ten years since his mother died .Dumbledore intends to use this place as a stronghold against Voldemort. They have been staying here since the summer vacation, and Dumbledore and Snape occasionally come to meetings.

【You should really look at Snape's sarcasm, as if he is the only one who is going through life and death for the plan, and the others are all idlers...】

【what's the plan? ] Ron subconsciously answered.

Panic flashed across Sirius' face, and he took a sip of the tea in his hand.Then he seemed to think of something suddenly, and he looked very happy: [By the way, I almost forgot to announce this surprise, you will definitely be so happy...] He led the children to a room with a closed door: [This is Dumbledore's decision, I let him live in the quietest room here, even my mother can't disturb him...]

While he was speaking, the door was opened from the inside, and a handsome boy appeared in front of everyone.

[Cedric! 】Everyone jumped on him excitedly, scrambling to hug him, and Cedric hugged them one by one. [You are one step ahead of us! 】Harry said excitedly,【Dumbledore called you here?You look better! 】

Cedric nodded. [I came here before the summer vacation.When I first came, I couldn't stand up completely, but Sirius and the others took good care of me, and now I can walk. ] As he spoke, he staggered back a few steps and invited everyone to visit his room.Sirius was right, he had indeed reserved the best room in the house for Cedric.

【Why did your father agree to you coming here to recuperate? ] Hermione asked curiously.

[My dad didn't agree at first, but Dumbledore changed his mind.Also, he's still working at the Ministry of Magic - you know what's going on there... My dad doesn't have time for me. 】

The trio nodded, apparently recalling the slander against Dumbledore and Harry in the Daily Prophet over the past two months, which had undoubtedly been ordered by the Ministry of Magic.

[Many of you came here before the summer vacation. ] Ron spoke in confusion, he knew that Hermione and Harry had the same question, [Why... did we get the news so late? 】

Cedric glanced at Sirius as if asking him if he should tell them.After Sirius nodded, he said to them: [Actually, the Weasleys received Dumbledore's secret letter very early, but they didn't make a decision until the night before. 】

【What to decide? 】

【Determine who will come to your family in the end. ] Cedric said hesitantly.

【Percy. 】Sirius explained concisely.

Fred immediately said in disgust: [Percy hasn't been home for a long time. 】

【Busy on his road to promotion and fortune. 】George's face smelled worse than shit.

[But your parents didn't give up on him so quickly. ] Sirius said calmly, 【Arthur has been communicating with Percy, trying to change his mind.But last night, your parents received a letter from Percy, saying that if they insisted on following Dumbledore, he would sever ties with them...]

Fred and George made angry noises, and Ginny cried out too.Ron clenched his fists tightly. As long as he remembered that his parents had been sad about Percy's affairs during this period of time, and they had to pretend nothing had happened on the surface, make breakfast for them, and joked with them, he would feel bored in his heart. Panic.

【What are you all doing up there?If anyone is free, come down and help right away, or we'll have dinner until midnight! 】

Fred and George went downstairs impassively.

[Let's do the cleaning, Sirius and the others can stand this room, but your mother can't. ] Hermione whispered.Sirius patted her shoulder tolerantly, and mouthed: [Go. 】

The rest of the children went from room to room to dust and get rid of kittens, and Cedric followed them to help.It wasn't until the smell of stew came from the kitchen that they all went downstairs and saw Dumbledore standing in the middle of the hall, and Snape standing beside him, glaring at each other with Sirius.

☆、Chapter90 Order of the Phoenix (2)

The fog over London blocked most of the light, and the already gloomy Black House presented a gray-blue hue from morning to night, which made people feel strangely depressed.Not to mention that throughout the summer, the Weasleys strictly controlled the range of activities of the children. Ron and the Weasley twins joked that everyone had entered the second Azkaban, until one day, the joke changed its tone.

【check it out. 】

Ron took the newspaper flying from the left.At breakfast, Hermione always had two newspapers on hand, one was the "Daily Prophet" and the other was an authoritative newspaper in the Muggle world.Thanks to her, Ron and Harry can always keep abreast of the situation outside. Recently, bad things have happened one after another: the Brockdale Bridge broke in two, the fog lasted for two months, the death of two wizards, The turmoil in the United States, the Minister of Magic Fudge is about to step down... But Hermione's face has never been so pale as it is today.

Ron tremblingly opened today's "Daily Prophet", Harry leaned over, and they all saw the huge black print on the page: Dementors leave - Azkaban prisoners collective escape!

[Merlin. ] Ron was talking to himself, almost holding his tea cup steady.

[Can we upgrade to the headquarters of Azkaban? ] said Fred, who leaned over.

Hermione gave him and George a hard look, and grabbed the newspaper from Ron's hand: [Now you know what happened to the fog for a month?Those are traitorous dementors! 】

[No wonder I've always been in a bad mood recently. ] said Ron.Frankly speaking, it would be a lot easier for him to be able to blame the dementors for his bad mood.Mother's voice came from the kitchen, and she was urging the children to help make lunch again. If she was busy preparing this early, it meant that Dumbledore and Snape were coming to a meeting at noon today.Ron looked around the table, Hermione was still arguing with Fred George about Eater of Souls, and how they shouldn't compare Grimmauld Place to Azkaban, Sirius would be sad to hear that, and George retorted that the worst of them all The one who hated this place was Sirius.Ron and Harry looked at each other, drank the last sip of tea in their cups, and walked towards the kitchen.

[I really don't like the kitchen here. ] said Harry, the floor creaked under his feet.

【I agree. ] Ron nodded.He knew why Harry said that, Kreacher, the house-elf of the Black family, lived in the kitchen cupboard.He'd find excuses to slip away while Mom was cooking, in case Sirius ordered it to help, though it would have been worse if he had been ordered.

[Weasley, who betrayed his blood, counted on Kreacher's help, it's really funny...]

Kreacher was standing a few paces away from Ron, who was chopping the lettuce on hand in disgust, cooking some carrots.Even though the carrots were smelling really nice, Ron was in pain.Kreacher's muttering complaints always started from the helpers in the kitchen, and finally turned to Sirius without exception. There were all kinds of insulting words mixed in, and it was not easy to pretend not to hear.

So he forced himself to think about something else, like... school will start soon.But it didn't make him feel any better.Now that even the Ministry of Magic has admitted that Voldemort is back, the children of Grimmauld Place, leaning on their retractable ears, are used to the heated arguments among members of the Order of the Phoenix.All the signs indicated that the darkness was spreading into the wizarding world at an unpredictable speed, and no one was sure what Hogwarts would be like to welcome them on September [-]st.

Still, at least Dumbledore wasn't going to cancel the Quidditch match, was he?He comforted himself with the fact that he was old enough to sign up for the Quidditch team this year too.In addition, there will be two more prefects in their year this year. Ron secretly guesses that it will be Harry and Hermione, and no one is more qualified than them.So who are the other colleges?other colleges...

[Ron, you almost chopped the lettuce! 】

【oh! 】He quickly removed the knife, and the lettuce was lying on the chopping board in pieces, looking extremely pitiful.Mama slapped him on the shoulder angrily, and pulled the lettuce to her side, complaining.But none of those words reached Ron's head. 【Sorry," he said in a low voice, 【I don't seem to be in the mood today. 】

【You should rest for a while. 】Harry said,【I'm here, let's go. 】

Ron nodded vaguely.He stepped out of the kitchen and felt the creaky floorboards rushing towards him in brown waves, nearly tripping him.He grabbed the banister of the stairs and sat down slowly on the steps.

It feels weird.When he got up this morning, he felt that something was wrong with his body, as if a little dementor had got into his chest and stomach, sucking his spirit, and his head was getting heavier and heavier.Ron thought it felt familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember when he had experienced it before. He staggered into the bedroom and fell asleep as soon as his head touched the pillow.

He had a dream.He dreamed that there were layers of water ripples in front of his eyes, and a faint light shone through the water ripples, as if he was lying on the bottom of a summer lake.Gradually the light above the water grew brighter, and Ron tried to close his eyes, but he couldn't, so he stretched out his hand, hoping to break the water and stand up, but when his hand touched the ripples, they just disappeared.Only then did he see clearly that it was not the surface of the water, nor was he at the bottom of the lake. What stood in front of his eyes was a mirror, in which there was a vague road, and there were closed doors on both sides of the road. [Go in.go in.Find his secret. ] He heard such a voice coming from his body.He stepped forward, ready to step into this magical mirror, but when he