Chapter 241
Rita finds Lovegood irrational.

My mind is full of paste!
How can someone be so obsessed with children's fairy tales, even so obsessed that they believe it to be true.

"At least he won't stop you from publishing anything." Harry also looked back.

Mr. Lovegood walked with his back erect and his stride.

Harry sighed, thinking wrong.

He's not like Dumbledore.

Dumbledore only looks, and may indeed be a little crazy at times, but he has brains and abilities.

This one is not, he is only insane.

"But as a colleague with him, I still have to listen to him." Rita clenched her fists, and she even had the courage to disagree with Harry.

"He doesn't look bright," interrupted Harry. "Although the daughter looks sharp, she's still young."

"The things he wants, I will tell Hagrid after school starts, maybe he will be very interested."

"Just focus on our affairs."

Rita muttered, and reluctantly agreed.

"By the way, there is one more thing." Harry continued, "Miss Skeeter, I'm afraid you have one more task."

Rita took a step back, her voice was trembling, and she stammered, "What, what's the mission?"

"Do you know Legnac?" Harry asked.

Rita nodded: "Of course, the leader of the rebellion goblin, a sad old goblin who has nothing but ambition and forging skills."

"It's gone." Harry nodded. "Find it."

"Just a goblin." Rita shook her head.

Harry didn't speak, just tapped on his robe, and hit the leather armor through the strip of cloth, making a low and muffled sound.

Rita suddenly realized.

Forgot, this Mr. Potter is a double-skilled in melee combat and magic.

"Then I'll look for it first?" Rita asked tentatively, "The matter related to that gentleman will be postponed for a while?"

Goblin, it's safe.

Harry shook his head: "This is not a conflict. We suspect that Raignac may be with that group of people. If you find it, you will find that group of people."

Rita's face turned green.

妖精
It is very safe, but it becomes even more dangerous when it is involved with Death Eaters!

"Mr. Potter, I." Rita's voice became extremely panicked.

Harry shook his head, did not speak, just took out a bottle of potion from his pocket, and stuffed it into her hand.

"This is?" Rita picked it up. It was a potion she had never seen before. The potion was dark, but clear and clean, like a black gem.

"The potion researched by Professor Snape." Harry explained, "After you drink it, you can manipulate your body into a liquid, which can save your life, in case you are caught by Death Eaters again."

Rita couldn't help sobbing.

Mr. Potter is so considerate, he has already considered the situation of being caught again.

She carefully put away the potion, trying to take advantage of her short stature and exaggerated and childish makeup to pretend to be a cute and pitiful little girl and ask for another bottle of potion from Harry.

"I don't think you will. You were caught and fled, and you didn't know to come back to ask for help, and you foolishly gave away the head." Harry tactfully refused.

The recipe for this potion, Snape hadn't taught him yet.

I don't have much in my hand.

Rita sighed.

Why did the Order of the Phoenix have so many capable people, and such a heavy burden fell on such a poor and weak ladybug like me.

Back at Black's old house, Rita is lying in the living room, weak.

Ron, George, and Fred were discussing who would be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts for the next year?

Sirius was on the sidelines, and he praised the "unmasked" new professor, how suitable the book he chose was, no matter for the fifth grade or the seventh grade, this new professor must be a very good teacher professor.

George and Fred responded with suspicion.

Even a veteran Auror like Professor Moody can't compare to Professor Lupine, who else is better than Professor Lupine?

Ron wanted to blow Lupine into the sky, and he did not hesitate to belittle the new professor who "has never been masked".

"Ron is going to be unlucky after school starts." Hermione said blankly.

"See?" Harry asked her.

Hermione nodded: "Sirius is not a person who cares much about strangers. To make him like this is to be invited by Professor Dumbledore."

"But how did you think it was him?"

"No one should be able to use it anymore." Harry guessed, "The Ministry of Magic has even recalled Professor Moody, so it is estimated that few people can come, and those who are willing will be restrained by that group of people, but Sirius is the only one left. "

"This is also a good thing."

"In case I'm not at home, he runs around and encounters any danger."

Hermione nodded.

July will soon be over. On his birthday, the Order of the Phoenix held a grand birthday party for Harry. Snape didn't come to attend, but the gift did not come down. It was produced by him brewing the witcher potion during this period of time. experience, ideas.

This is the greatest gift of a potions master.

Dumbledore gave Harry, and by the way, Hermione each a bracelet with two magical breaths on it.

Hermione sent Harry a pendant, just to replace the one Bill had given earlier, it was exquisite, made of sterling silver, with rubies inlaid on the edge, with a living griffin engraved on the front and Harry's name engraved on the back .

Harry loved it.

It would be even better if the pattern on the badge was a wolf's head—the Animagus who just learned to become a white wolf, finally proved his identity as a wolf-sected witcher, and Hermione gave it to him badges.

Um.
Without any hesitation, he replaced the amulet and put on the "Griffon" pendant.

Other people's gifts are quite satisfactory.

What surprised Harry the most was Neville's gift, a steel sword, a very ordinary one, used for decoration rather than for actual combat, and a letter, hoping that he could Meet and talk with Harry.

It didn't affect the dinner, though.

They drank and sang.

Tonks staggered and pulled down the moldy curtain in the foyer, waking up the portrait of Mrs. Walburga Black, so that the second half of the birthday party was enveloped in the shrill screams of a bunch of portraits.

She's sorry about that, it's her No. 13 time to apologize for that.

But this had no effect, it just made Sirius want to take off the portrait more and more, but the "permanent sticky spell" was cast on it, and he tried his best, but he couldn't take it off.

Ask Dumbledore and Harry for help, but the two of them have almost the same attitude on this matter, unwilling to help, that is Sirius' mother after all.They don't have that qualification.

Time ticks on.

Another full moon is just around the corner.

"Everyone needs to leave for a while tomorrow." During dinner time, Harry asked them.

"Remus is at home?" Arthur was taken aback.

Harry nodded: "Yeah."

"I'll stay in my room then." Hermione said without hesitation, "It's too troublesome to go back."

"We are also hiding in the room." George and Fred swallowed the mutton in their mouths. "And the new weapon has not been shown to Harry. We are revising some data recently."

"I have to say, mathematics is really a headache."

"But what we have done is almost the same, we are short of verification at the end"

Arthur got up: "No, no, at least you can conduct experiments like that day when Harry, Dumbledore, and I are all present."

"Harry said he would wait until he returned to Hogwarts." George sighed, "The school has a lot of space."

Arthur's eyes became terrified.

"Black Lake." Harry reminded him that Hogwarts is not only a castle, but also a vast open space.

Arthur breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then Molly and I just took Ginny back to have a look." He nodded and said softly, "We haven't been back to the Burrow for a long time."

"Where's Miss Tonks?" Harry looked at the only person on the long table who hadn't spoken yet.

Not all people in the Order of the Phoenix are idle like Sirius and Lupine, they all have jobs, the reason why Arthur goes back to Black's old house every day is because Molly stays here with the children, in order to keep Harry, little Sirius, Lupine and the others take care of them.

The three of them can't even live a life, they can live a good life.

But Molly harped on it a lot.

A godfather, an uncle, wanting a teenage child to take care of him?
She couldn't take it anymore and asked Ying to stay, just like Bill, Charlie and Percy came back.

Tonks was the only one who came every day without any reason to stay.

"Me?" Tonks raised his head. "Of course I want to stay. Hermione wants me to teach her."

"Some Auror training knowledge." Hermione panicked, pressed the table, interrupted her, took the first step, and said the following things.

Tonks looked confused.

Not beauty magic?
Why did he suddenly change his mind and become the knowledge of Auror training?
Harry nodded and they continued eating.

"Will it be dangerous for Remus to become a werewolf tomorrow?" Tonks asked suddenly.

Lu flattened his face, his tone was serious, and picked up the professor's tone: "Miss Tonks, as an Auror, you should be very aware of the dangers of werewolves, that is, we are very dangerous creatures. , will lose their minds."

"Haven't you been drinking Wolfsbane potion all week?" Tonks asked back.

Lupine was still serious: "That just keeps me part of my sanity, remember, part of it, not all of it."

"If you have noticed that the Ministry of Magic's management measures for werewolves issued a few years ago, even werewolves who have taken wolfbane potion are advised to stay away from the crowd during the full moon."

Tonks nodded numbly, and stabbed the steak with a fork several times. After a while, he raised his head again: "I heard that Harry and Sirius are helping you find a way to break the curse of the werewolf?"

"I'm a mature Auror, can I participate?"

Lupine shook his head and immediately refused: "No, it's dangerous"

"Of course." Harry's voice over him, "my godfather and I would welcome a reliable helper."

Sirius hesitated to speak.

Tonks has always been very carefree.

(End of this chapter)

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