[hp] Mr. Lion and Miss Griffin

Harry was still looking rather surprised when we went into the house.

"Oh, Harry, how good to see you!" whispered Aunt Mollie, coming out of the hall, and threw her arms around Harry, then pushed him away a little, and studied him carefully. "You look thinner; you need to eat more, but I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while for supper."

She stopped Harry from following Remus to the front, "No, Harry, only members of the Order of the Phoenix are allowed to attend the meeting. Ron and Hermione are upstairs, you can wait with them until the meeting Over, and then we'll have dinner. Keep your voice down in the hall."

"They're waiting for you very anxiously, Hermione is very worried." I pushed him, and Aurora went to help Aunt Molly prepare dinner.

While I was cutting the sausage, George appeared behind me and put his arm around my waist. "What's wrong? How's Harry feeling?" I slipped him a piece of sausage.

"It's not good, I'm arguing with Ron and Hermione, and Fred and I are going to rescue them." He whispered, holding the sausage.

"Be careful, don't be caught by Aunt Molly if you do bad things." I glanced at Aunt Molly who was happy to leave space for George and me.

"Of course, you have to believe me. But why are you still calling me auntie? When can you change your name?" I raised my knife and chopped the cutting board fiercely, and he ran away wisely. Aunt Molly and Aurora All snickering.

The people at the meeting didn’t deliberately shy away from me and Aurora, but they didn’t allow us to participate, especially Aunt Molly strongly prevented it. I would say that they actually don’t know as much as Aurora and I.

And the people upstairs were indeed eavesdropping. They were putting the extendable ear down from the stairs, but it bounced off before it touched the door, and Crookshanks jumped out, bit his ear, and put It snapped.

"Bad Crookshanks!" cried Hermione angrily.

Ginny threw a dung egg at the door, which bounced off too.

"It's useless, you can't hear even without Crookshanks, the door has an anti-disturbance charm."

At this time, the door of the hall opened, and they quickly put away their retractable ears, ready to run away, but they didn't know who tripped who, and they were in a mess on the stairs.

It was Evie, not Mrs Weasley, which was a huge relief to them all.

"As I said, be careful, and I'm ready to eat, so I won't have to call you one by one." She raised her eyebrows, stretched out her wand to clean up the dung and eggs on the ground, then turned and went back.

"Why can Evie go in?"

"She and Laura have been receiving special training, and they are covered with scars every day." Hermione clicked her tongue, looking envious and worried.

"Yeah...but they're worse than us, and Mommy takes care of them." Fred also shrugged, and George had already followed Evie in.

-

We were about to serve food to the table when Harry and Sirius were talking in the corner, not in a good mood.

"Fred--George--don't do that, pick them up!" Aunt Molly screamed, and I looked over to see the two of them conjuring a large pot of stew, a large iron kettle of butterbeer, A heavy breadboard, and a knife, were hurled at them.The pot of stew slid across the entire table and stopped just at the edge of the table, leaving a long burnt black mark on the wooden table.The jug of butterbeer toppled over with a clatter, spilling beer everywhere.The bread knife fell off the board and plunged into the table point-down, trembling menacingly, exactly where Sirius' right hand had been a few seconds earlier.

……

My forehead was throbbing with veins.

"For heaven's sake!" cried Aunt Mollie, "there's no need to do it—I've had enough of it—and even if you were allowed to use magic now, you wouldn't have to do every little thing. Wave your wand on every little thing!" "We're just trying to save a little time!" said Fred, hurrying over, pulling his bread knife out of the table, "I'm sorry, Sirius, buddy—didn't mean to— —”

Harry and Sirius laughed, and George turned to give me a flattering smile.I also laughed helplessly.They've always been gifted with making people laugh.

Sirius spoke when everyone was being urged to bed after dinner. "Not yet, Molly." He pushed aside the empty plate in front of him and turned to look at Harry. "You know, I'm really surprised for you. I thought the first thing you did when you came here was to ask about The case of Voldemort."

I raised my eyes to see the solemn atmosphere, and wisely put down everything that could make a sound in my hand.Sure enough, Aunt Molly had a heated argument with Sirius, but with the efforts of all the gentlemen, her opinion was overruled. "Very well," said Mrs. Weasley, her voice hoarse with grief, "Ginny - Ron - Hermione - Fred - George - I want you out of this kitchen, at once." She had given up on calling me and Aurora, we knew everything we needed to know, and we were expected to join the Order of the Phoenix in another year of adulthood.

But immediately, the house exploded like a nest. "We're grown-ups!" cried Fred and George at the same time. "Harry can know, why can't I?" Ron exclaimed. "Mum, I want to hear it too!" Ginny screamed. "No!" Aunt Molly yelled, standing up suddenly, her eyes shining brightly, "I will never allow—" "Molly, you can't stop Fred and George," said Uncle Arthur wearily. Say, "They're adults." "They're still in school." "But they're legal adults."

"Very good!" cried Aunt Mollie. "Very good! Ginny—go to bed!"

Aurora and I followed Aunt Molly sensibly. We had nothing to hear, but it was clear that Aunt Molly needed some reassurance.Very useful, she looked at us with tears in her eyes, and told us to go to sleep in a soft tone.

We went upstairs obediently, and then turned a corner.We still have training today, today's training is Moody's, he won't make it too easy for us.

-

The next morning, Harry was called up to clean up with everyone and get rid of the vixen, which was really unpleasant.

When he arrived in the living room, Hermione, Ginny, Fred, and George were gathered around the curtains, each with a piece of cloth wrapped around his face, covering his nose and mouth, looking very comical.

Aurora and Evie were sitting on the sofa tending to each other's injuries, and Mrs. Weasley was helping them.When Evie was dealing with the small cut on her arm, her face turned pale from the burn, and George was looking at her distressedly, and the spray in his hand was about to spray Ron's face.

"This Moody! I just said that his methods are too much! You are still children!" Aunt Molly complained. Aurora and I dare not talk to each other. In fact, we are too weak, and Moody is already very subordinate. Show mercy.I have to admit that we are not 01:30 away from the battle-hardened Auror.

I noticed that Fred was trying to hide some vixen's eggs, and after giving him a glare I had to cover for them, diverting Aunt Molly's attention with various topics.But soon Mundungus was doing us a favour, and Aunt Mollie went down and got mad at him.

Kreacher also entered the room at this time, cursing non-stop.Hermione was still trying to influence him, but he called her Mudblood sharply.

"Shut up Kreacher, I don't want to hear that word in your mouth." Surprisingly, Kreacher listens to Aurora especially, she speaks better than Sirius, Kreacher always calls her 'Dear Miss' ', but this will always make Aurora even more unhappy. She doesn't like to use bloodlines to distinguish good from bad. Obviously, Kreacher doesn't think in the same way as she does.

She muttered something in a low voice, and pulled me out impatiently.Passed by Sirius who was just about to enter the house, almost knocking him to the ground.

"Lola's temper is getting bigger and bigger..." I heard him whisper, and then I was glared at by Aurora. He quickly hid in the house and took his godson to watch the "Eternally Pure Black" tapestry. He His name was removed from it, but he was very proud of it.It also had the name of the person who most touched Aurora's nerves—Bellatrix Lestrange—the woman who had killed her uncle's family.

So she was even more repulsed by Kreacher's honorable lady.

-

Everyone was very nervous on Wednesday night, because Harry was going to stand trial the next day.

"I've ironed your best clothes, and you'll put them on tomorrow morning, Harry, and I hope you wash your hair tonight. A good first impression does wonders," Aunt Molly told him. Say, but that's not quite right, because it sounds like it's a miracle that Harry was exempted.

"How do I get there?" he asked Mrs. Weasley, trying not to sound too concerned. "Take you with Arthur when he goes to work," said Mrs. Weasley gently.Mr. Weasley smiled encouragingly at Harry across the table. "You can stay in my office until it's time for trial," he said.Harry looked over at Sirius, but Aunt Molly answered before he could ask. "Professor Dumbledore doesn't think it's appropriate for Sirius to accompany you, and I must say I—"

"—thought he was quite right," Sirius said through clenched teeth.

"You don't need to gnash your teeth like that at all, and you don't need to be nervous." Aurora cut the steak nonchalantly, "My mother has already taken care of some people, and Harry will be fine." Everyone cast surprised looks at her.

"...um...why? I didn't mention this before?" She looked at me and asked in a low voice, and I nodded at her.

"Well, you have to know that not everyone belongs to Fudge's side. Although they cowardly pretend not to believe that Voldemort is back, they are still scared." She pulled a napkin with some disdain, and wiped her face. Knife and Fork, continued: "At this time, we have to find some retreats. Obviously, building a good relationship with the US Ministry of Magic is a very good way."

Everyone was speechless in astonishment, only Sirius laughed loudly, "Well done, my little sun①!" Aurora slightly raised her eyelids and stared at him, but he put on a very unruly expression. Still grinning at Aurora, Hermione and Ginny looked weird on the side.

I must say he does have a good color.

"But Harry, you'd better be humble and docile, there are still a lot of annoying guys in Fudge Pie. There's an old woman who wears pink and my mother hated her when she was in England, isn't she What an easy person to get along with." She looked away and told Harry again, Aunt Carritan is a very good-tempered witch, extremely elegant, gentle and well-bred, I rarely hear her express ill-feeling towards anyone, she She hardly vents her negative emotions in front of Aurora, and she doesn't think it's a good thing to let these affect her daughter's judgment of others.The person who can get extreme disgust from her must not be an ordinary person.

Harry looked less nervous.

Early the next morning, Harry was taken away.

Although we had Aurora's help, we were still very nervous. Aurora kept turning the pieces in his hand. The knight was dizzy and yelled at her unbearably.

Not long after, Harry returns with good news.

"I knew it!" cried Ron, punching the air with his fist. "You can always get away with it!" "They'll definitely acquit you," said Hermione, who , she looked so nervous that she was about to faint, and now she's covering her eyes with a trembling hand, "There's no reason to convict you, not at all."

Fred and George and Ginny did a war dance and sang over and over again, "He's all right, he's all right, he's all right."

Aurora and I also breathed a sigh of relief.

A few days later, the report card for me and Aurora arrived.

My report card is full of O's, but Aurora's History of Magic got an E, "I'm already very fortunate, as long as it passes, it is the most perfect." She is very busy recently, we have to train, and she is also busy comforting Sirius , he was in a particularly bad mood, because after we started school, he had to stay alone in this house for a long time, and he could only be with Kreacher and Buckbeak.

Aurora can no longer keep him secretly like that year, and now the whole world knows that his Animagus is a big dog.

On the last day of the holiday, our book list arrived. Surprisingly, the prefect of Gryffindor fell on Ron, and Harry looked a little unhappy.

Aunt Molly walked in with a pile of freshly washed clothes. "Ginny said the bibliography is finally here." She said, glancing at the envelopes in everyone's hands, walking towards the bed, and then began to divide the clothes into two piles, "If you give me the bibliography, I will arrive this afternoon Go to Diagon Alley and get you books while you pack at home. Ron, I'm going to buy you another set of pajamas, this one is at least six inches shorter, I can't believe how you've grown so fast?? What colour do you want?"

"Buy him a red and gold one to match his badge." George put his arm around me and said with a smirk.

"What's for him?" "His badge," said Fred, uttering it all at once, as if the long-term pain was the short-term pain, "his lovely, brand-new, shiny prefect badge. "

"His?? But?? Ron, don't you???" Ron held up his badge.She let out a scream, exactly the same as Hermione had just done. "I can't believe it! I can't believe it! Oh, Ron, that's amazing! Prefects! Everyone in the family is a prefect!"

"What are Fred and me? Next door neighbors?" George said indignantly, letting go of me, and leaning in to her, as his mother pushed him aside and threw her arms around her youngest son.

I was snickering, and George came back and put his arms around me, "Oops, Fred and I are going to be kicked out of the house."

"Well... It's not that I can't take you in. Do you want to be my house elf? I will treat you very well."

"Do you need to change your surname? George McGonagall? Sounds good." He leaned closer to my ear and whispered: "If I can sleep in the same room as you, I will go."

I stomped on him hard, and he stuck to me like a big golden retriever, rubbing his head against my shoulder socket.He cut his hair short this year, and it was a bit straight and piercing. I was itchy by his hair, but I couldn't push him, so I had to give up and let him rub. In short, he couldn't stand it and didn't want to be ashamed. Just let me go.

Sure enough, he let go of me panting heavily after a while, and hid aside.

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① Note: Aurora - Goddess of Dawn

Ah... Evie is not yet an adult