[HP] Illusion

`P`*WXC`P``P`*WXC`P`I don’t know if it’s to prevent Harry from sneaking away again, this time Kreacher just stood in the bedroom and didn’t leave, he looked at the clothes on his body Harry, who had a thick coat and was already sweating profusely, showed no sympathy at all, and said in a particularly eccentric way: "Master, are you going to wear this to see people? This is because you went to Australia and experienced the cold winter there." Came back? If the little Weasleys saw it, I don't know what they would think."

Harry: "..."

Only then did the young man get up feebly, and took off his clothes one after another. With this series of movements, his body was almost wrapped in the water, and the close-fitting clothes should be able to squeeze out a lot of water. .

"Kreacher, help me prepare the bath water." Harry went to the closet to get the clothes. He hadn't come back for eight months, and the clothes in the closet didn't have any strange smell. The young man shook carefully and found There is no ash on it and there is a scent of fragrance, so I hold it in my hand with satisfaction.

Kreacher quickly walked over, took out the shirt and trousers from the closet, and changed the pajamas in Harry's hand, "Master, even if you and the Weasleys don't need to be polite, in terms of etiquette, you can't do it." Take it."

Harry: "..." Can't he come out in his pajamas and change again?

"Master, old Kreacher has a suggestion. Since the little Weasley couple will be visiting soon, the master should use the shower to wash it quickly, and then wash it well after the two leave, so as not to neglect the guests. Kreacher bowed deeply, the wrinkled and dry skin seemed to be stacked together, and he was old, but the spirit of the elf still looked very good, especially when he was obviously angry. Started to sarcasm Harry constantly.

Harry actually knew what this man was thinking. He was afraid that as soon as he went to fill him with bath water, he would take the opportunity to slip away. If he went to the bathroom by himself, of course he would have a chance to slip away even if he was in it, but since he came back Well, still in this state of sweating all over, normal people would not choose to sneak around in the bathroom.

Harry felt that he was quite normal, and although Kreacher's words were really harsh, he didn't say anything in the bathroom, and quickly entered the bathroom.

However, the house-elf was really a little angry. It had been eight months, and it was obvious that the house-elf held a grudge.

Harry shuddered, his whole body was sticky and uncomfortable, Kreacher was still standing outside the door when he closed the door, not planning to leave, he guessed that when he went out, this person would still be in the same place.

The house-elf's reaction was actually in his expectation, but he didn't expect the house-elf to be in line with Ron and Hermione. There were such signs before, but at that time Kreacher would never have thought of Magic out.

This is a conservative estimate, a bit of a joke...

——From this point of view, he does have a tough battle to carry.

——Or... let's slip away first, anyway, he just jumped into the Pensieve, and he will go back soon.

But he hasn't seen Ron and Hermione since he left for nearly a year, and he really misses them a little bit.

Well, I really want it very much.He wanted to know if Ron and Hermione were happy, he wanted to know if Ron had completely turned into a wife slave, and he wanted to know if they would have a baby soon.

He also wanted to see his godson, even though he had carried his godson's name for more than a year, but he really didn't have enough care and love for his godson, who was only a few years old.He is so incompetent.There were also the Weasley family and other friends. This time, he especially wanted to see them.

This was a thought that popped up after he came back here.Even he himself doesn't know why.

The spray from the shower sprinkled his head and face, but the warm water made him more awake.

There was a knock on the door, he turned down the water, and heard Kreacher rambling outside: "Master, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley are expected to arrive in 10 minutes, please come out as soon as possible." , or Kreacher will go in."

Harry: "..."

It was a far cry from when he was in the bath with Snape at Hogwarts, where he could soak as long as he wanted, and when he fell asleep, Snape would pack him into bed, that treat It's much better than it is now.

--real!A typical example of EQ being eaten by dogs!

etc.It's kind of weird.Why didn't he feel sleepy at all after he came back? Couldn't it be because of the magic sound piercing his ears just now that he was so energetic?

"Understood." Harry's nasal voice was thick, and the water splashed into his nose, making him uncomfortable. "I am fast--"

Harry kept his promise, when he got dressed and came out, he found the elf standing guard outside, "When are they coming?"

"Well," Kreacher glanced at Harry, "about three minutes."

Hermione is usually very punctual, but Ron is not necessarily. Harry had adjusted the time of his watch in the bathroom just now. He looked at his watch and told Kreacher, "Go and prepare some refreshments now. It will come in handy when Ron and Hermione come."

"Old Kreacher will prepare it," Kreacher said respectfully, "but it's not too late for three minutes. After the old Kreacher asks the two of you what you want to eat, I will prepare it."

——This is clearly the rhythm of monitoring to the end.

——Is it really because of too much psychological shadow?

Harry sighed slowly, looked at Kreacher seriously and said, "I won't run away, you can do it with confidence."

The house elf bowed deeply to Harry, and said stubbornly, "It's not less than three minutes."

Harry: "..."

He was right, it was indeed not short of the 3 minutes, because 3 minutes was just the time they went from upstairs to the living room on the first floor, and before Harry's butt was hot, Ron and Hermione arrived at the door.

The two seemed to be in a hurry. The moment Harry saw Harry, Harry felt that Black's old house, which was originally very deserted, exploded in an instant.

"Merlin, do you know how to come back—" Hermione's voice was high-pitched, and Harry had never heard her speak in such a voice.

When she saw Harry, she ran towards her, and Ron also ran over in a hurry, saying as he ran, "Merlin, it's only a few steps away, can you be more careful."

Harry watched Ron immediately follow Hermione, but still couldn't stop Hermione from rushing towards him, because Hermione was so fast, she stepped forward and hugged the young man, but unexpectedly It happened at this moment, and I don't know whether it was because of her too much strength, or because the young man didn't stand firm, and the moment they hugged each other, the two of them fell to the side of the sofa in an irreversible posture. Go, fortunately, the sofa is a softer fabric sofa that Harry replaced later, and it looks quite warm, so even if it falls, it won't hurt much.

"Merlin—" Ron's heart stopped beating when he saw this scene.

He walked quickly to the side of his wife and Harry, and helped Hermione, who was hugging Harry tightly and was already crying with excitement, and helped the sobbing woman to the side of the loveseat sofa to sit down. Then he looked at Harry, who was out of breath for a long time.

Harry was actually a little confused. Just when Ron reached out to him, the young man subconsciously reached out, but he was pulled up by Ron unexpectedly.

Ron held him tightly in his arms. After a long time, this man let go of him, and then said in a very disgusted tone: "Dude, no wonder my wife can throw you down. You are really too skinny. It was even thinner a year ago."

Of course, Harry immediately denied: "Where, I am obviously fat, why don't you say that Hermione is fat."

Ron's eyes were actually red, but he was still muttering, "How dare I..."

Harry: "..."

Now he can be sure that someone is really a strict wife...

"So... you're really back?" Hermione still couldn't believe it.

Ron sat next to Hermione, with his hands on her back in a protective gesture, "Dude, where the hell have you been?"

"Why did we owl you hundreds of times, but none of the letters reached you?" If they hadn't come to the old house in person later, they would not have found that all the letters they had sent to Harry had been buried. It was placed in Harry's bedroom, and none of it was opened. Later, it is said that Harry came back once, but left again in the blink of an eye. If Kreacher hadn't discovered that Harry had taken some things away, maybe old Kreacher Che would also suspect that he was hallucinating due to old eyesight.

Of course, Harry didn't intend to answer the two people's questions directly, but he did have some doubts and wanted to ask the two people, "Hermione, do you have a baby?"

Ron: "Pfft—" He just picked up the black tea and took a sip, but he didn't expect it to be all on his clothes.

Hermione was obviously stunned for a moment, and then said with a flushed face, "How did you see that?"

Harry: "=mouth=!!!"

Ron was busy arranging his clothes, because the amount was not particularly large, so it didn't take much trouble, he asked while arranging, "Dude, how, how did you know?" This can be seen, obviously Hermione didn't seem to have changed at all, and because they were very busy these days, even the Weasleys hadn't had time to tell, so they planned to go back to announce the good news this weekend, but they just ran to meet Harry When they met, this one had already noticed before they had time to share.

--terrible! !

Harry blinked, and said in disbelief: "Merlin, Merlin... Hermione, do you really have it? Do you really have it?"

Ron, Hermione: "..."

So what was this person doing just now, guessing and changing the subject?

Harry probably didn't know that his current expression was comparable to the expression of knowing that he was pregnant. At this moment, his mind was full of "Hermione finally has a baby", and he began to speak a little incoherently.

"Hermione, I'm so happy, you don't know how happy I am." Harry almost stood up and hugged Hermione in circles, but obviously Ron wouldn't let him do it, and Hermione was a little bit lately He was ecstatic, but he was in good spirits. The pounce just now scared him half to his death. It would be better not to be so excited when he was pregnant. But then again, in fact, Ron didn't control himself just now. mood.

"You look happier than the two of us combined." Ron was very excited. The silly dad who had been dreaming for the past two days felt that the moment he saw Harry's expression, he suddenly had a real feeling.

Harry kept saying congratulations, and finally got to the point: "By the way, how many months?"

In fact, it was just checked out two days ago, and the stomach didn’t show any signs of pregnancy, so if Harry wasn’t just guessing at this moment, it’s obvious that Ron was telling the truth. As expected—”I wondered why Ron was so nervous just now. Yes, it looks like it hasn't been three months."

Ron: "..." Isn't this person not here, so he doesn't know anything.

Hermione, like all mothers, gently put the time on her abdomen, "It's nine weeks, and I just went to see a therapist a few days ago. They said that the fetus is developing well and is stable."

Harry said "that's good" a few times in a row. For some reason, the eye sockets of the three of them were a little hot at this time, but obviously the person involved should be happier about such a thing, but as Ron said, haha Leigh looked more excited than anyone else.Of course, the two will never know that this was Harry's wish. Now that Hermione has a baby, he is already looking forward to a friend.

He will not have a child himself, so he will treat this child as his own - he hopes that he will have a chance to see this child one day.

Merlin!Merlin!Merlin!Thanks to Merlin, Hermione really has a baby!Harry couldn't have looked at the two more excitedly.

"So, where have you been these days?" Ron was already infected by Harry's emotions at this time, but the pregnant woman who should be the most emotional at this stage among the three of them still maintained a certain sense, "The happy event has been shared Well, now we should be more formal, Harry, please answer my question directly."

"That's right." Ron's smile continued, but in order to cooperate with his wife, he quickly restrained his smile, and finally looked serious.

"You..." Harry was under great pressure, "Don't make it look like a trial, I really didn't go anywhere."

"Really—" The two clearly didn't believe it, and Harry didn't actually think that saying this would convince them.

Hermione said: "I'm really curious, what kind of place is it that even owls can't find you."

Harry coughed slightly, "I just changed the default address."

Ron and Hermione: "..."

"That's right, because I knew I definitely didn't have time to deal with it, so I used magic to change the address of all the letters sent to me to the old house here."

——But most of what Harry said was irrelevant.

"No time?" Hermione caught a word sharply, "You sound very busy."

Ron echoed, "And it looks like you're not taking good care of yourself, because you're obviously thinner than you were a year ago."

"I don't," Harry insisted, "I'm still the same weight as I was a year ago." Which would mean that he really hasn't lost weight, and he's over there, injured or something, but He has also been taking good care of himself, otherwise he would not dare to see people when he comes back, he has considered all these.

"That's what you're talking about," interrupted Hermione, her expression unquestionable. "Honestly, Harry, what the hell are you talking about? Aren't we best best friends? We used to be the same Life and death, so you are no longer willing to share secrets?"

Ron suddenly interrupted: "If you want to do dangerous things, such as fleeing or something, don't look for my wife, you can look for me, and I can accompany you crazy for a while."

"Ronald!" Hermione slammed into Ron's abdomen with a crutch, and Ron groaned, his expression distorted. "Don't give him a chance to change the subject."

Harry: "..."

"After you left," Hermione saw that Harry didn't speak, her voice gradually sank, "I mean, eight months ago, when Kreacher said you came back and then left immediately, I went to Hogwarts once."

"Huh? What are you doing there?" Hermione's expression became more and more serious, and Harry felt a little uneasy, but he had too many secrets, and Hermione was in the legal department, so she couldn't blackmail him. He simply admitted it. "Are you looking for Minerva or what?"

"Of course to find clues as to why you resigned, why you left, or where you're going," Hermione said seriously, her whole face collapsing.

Harry felt that there was a big gap. She was so happy to share her good news before, and then...

"So what I mean is," said Hermione, as Harry remained silent, "that even though I didn't find any more evidence, I found one very interesting thing."

"Interesting?" Harry looked confused.

Ron's expression suddenly became serious, "You never told us anything."

Harry's heart shuddered, he never told these two things, was it Helena...or what?

"You borrowed the Pensieve from Hogwarts for four years, right?" Hermione finally got the point out.

—Wait, why did he feel that everyone around him started to have the last name Holmes? !

"There is such a thing." Harry thought for a while, "It used to belong to Dumbledore, and then it belonged to Hogwarts. I borrowed it, but I returned it before I left."

"Four years," said Hermione emphatically, "you 'borrowed' four years."

"That's right," Harry knew that he was guilty, but he still couldn't show it at this stage, "I need it, the Pensieve can help me sort out my memory very well, because it is placed in Hogwarts. Ci, they don't know how to use it, so I borrowed it, what's the problem?"

"Harry—" Ron began.

When Harry shifted his gaze to him, he saw that the man shook his head slightly at him and lifted his chin at Hermione.

It seemed... Hermione did know something.Harry frowned tightly, and the key was, what did his friend know.

"Perhaps you didn't notice," Hermione didn't know if she noticed Ron's small movements, but said, "When you returned the Pensieve, you missed a lot of memories in it."

"Impossible—" Harry said in a low voice, this time he couldn't keep his composure, he carefully recalled the memory about Snape, but he clearly remembered, except for the memory he was going to travel through, nothing else He has carefully checked the memory, and put it in a place that is absolutely confidential.

Don't underestimate the absolute secrecy of Xiao Xiao, because he is a professional in this field, and even the Auror Division once hired him as a consultant. It is conceivable that if he wants to hide something, he will never have the opportunity to let people know. Find it and crack it.

"So, that means there is?" Hermione caught on again.

Wait, Harry's eyes widened, so what Hermione meant was clearly blackmailing him?

"No—" Then he saw Ron shaking his head at him again, and Harry fell silent.

"You still want to lie," Hermione said bitterly. "I gave you a chance, Harry, and I wanted you to admit it to yourself."

"So, what's left in there?" Harry asked softly.

"You've seen the memory of Voldemort's Horcruxes before, haven't you?"

"What—" Harry's face changed this time.

"The ones we've all seen." Hermione's face was not very good. "Of course, Horcruxes are not mentioned in them, but the three of us must know what those things are."

"Hermione, don't get excited, be careful to hurt the baby." Ron tried to smooth things over, but he was quickly glared at by his wife.

——In this world, men really have no place.

"That's what I can't figure out the most." Hermione continued, "Voldemort has been wiped out." She glanced at Harry's forehead covered by bangs, "We've all seen the scar on your forehead , the above has almost disappeared, so Voldemort is not dead yet?"

Harry: "...not so much."

"Then why are you looking at that memory?" Hermione asked puzzled, "What's the use of that? Since Voldemort is dead."

"That's right," Ron was also very puzzled, "Brother, isn't this strange? Look at those, it's not because you want to know how that man made Horcruxes..."

"What are you thinking, of course I don't want to make Horcruxes," Harry breathed out, "Don't guess, I didn't want to do that."

"But, how do you explain this problem now?" Hermione said aggressively.

In fact, she really didn't find out more details, but these were enough to make her suspicious.

True, she didn't have much time to find out, but she really hoped that Harry would tell them himself.

But... this person really doesn't seem to have such a plan, does he? !

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The author has something to say: Today is again...opening the document and not having time to edit it...a whole day

I ran a dozen times, ran three or four times for nothing, back and forth... I don't know what I'm busy with...

It seems that I don't have to go to work tomorrow, if I don't go to work tomorrow... just fix the previous article...

Then the updated text will be notified in the wb, so that the rest of the time is to revise the text. . . . . .