HP Magic Biography

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　　 "Thank God," Ginny whispered.

They looked at each other, and Harry wanted to hug her and hold her in his arms; he didn't even care that Mrs. Weasley was there, but when he could barely control his impulse, there was a loud collision in the kitchen. ring.

　　 "I will prove to you who I am, Kingsley. I have to wait until I see my son. If you are smart, then go back now!"

　　 There was endless anger mixed in this voice, and there was even an indescribable feeling of embarrassment.

Harry had never heard Mr. Weasley yell like that. He went straight into the living room, his bald head was glistening with sweat, his glasses were tilted to one side, Fred followed him, and both of them were pale. , But fortunately the two of them were not injured.

　　 "Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley whimpered. "Oh! Thank God!"

　　 "How is he?" Mr. Weasley knelt down beside George. "We received the news, my poor..."

　　 Mr. Weasley did not go on, but knelt beside George.

　　Speaking of it, this was the first time Harry had seen Fred since he had known him. He leaned on the back of the sofa and looked at the twin brother's wound with his mouth open, as if he didn't believe what was in front of him.

　　 Perhaps awakened by the sound of Fred and his father's arrival, George moved a little.

　　 "What do you think, George?" Mrs. Weasley asked quickly.

　　 George groped the injured side of his head with his fingers. "Like a saint," he muttered.

　　 "What's wrong with him?" Fred asked hoarsely, looking scared. "His brain is broken?"

　　 "Like a saint," George repeated, opening his eyes and looking up at his brother. "Look... I have become sacred, there is a hole, Fred, understand?"

　　 Mrs. Weasley sobbed harder.

　　 But different, joy flooded Fred's pale face. "It's sad," he said to George, "sad! The whole world of ear jokes are piled up in front of you, so you picked a hole?"

　　 "Ah, yes," George said to his tearful mother with a smile. "In any case, you will be able to distinguish the two of us in the future, Mom."

　　 He looked around. "Hi, Harry...you are Harry, right?"

　　 "Yes, I am," Harry replied, moving closer to the sofa. "Well, at least we brought you back safely," George said. "Why didn't Ron and Bill flock to my hospital bed? I think this might be a problem!"

　　 "They haven't come back yet, George," Mrs. Weasley said palely.

　　 Suddenly, George's smile faded. Harry glanced at Ginny and motioned her to go back outside with him. Ginny whispered as they passed the kitchen, "Ron and Tonks should be back now. They don't have a long distance to walk. Aunt Muriel’s house is not that far from here."

　　 Harry said nothing.

　　 Since arriving at the Burrow, Harry has been trying to keep his fear away from him, but now a great fear surrounds him, seeming to climb on his skin, throbbing in his chest, blocking his throat. Ginny took his hand as they walked down the steps into the backyard.

　　 Kingsley walked back and forth in strides, looking up at the sky every time he turned around.

　　 Harry remembered how Uncle Vernon was pacing back and forth in the living room a thousand years ago. Uncle Vernon was probably like this, his face flushed, but any disturbance would stir up their tension.

　　 Hagrid and Lupin stood shoulder to shoulder, looking up in silence.

　　 When Harry and Ginny joined their silent punctuality, no one paid any attention to them. It seems that several years have passed since these few minutes. Any slight wind will cause them to jump up and turn to the shrubs or trees that made the noise, hoping to see a member of the Order of the Phoenix who has not yet come back unscathed from those leaves... Then, at this moment, A sudden broom appeared directly above them, and then it fell to the ground very quickly

　　 "It's them!" Harry called out in surprise.

　　 Tonks landed after a long brake, blowing dust and gravel everywhere.

　　 "Remus!" Tonks screamed and swayed off the broom and plunged into Lupin's arms. Ron's face was dull and pale, he looked speechless, dizzy, and staggered towards Harry.

　　 "Are you okay?" Harry said happily.

"It looks like this," Ron shrugged, and seeing Harry made him a lot easier. "So, are you all back, where is Fanlin and Hermione? Why didn't the two of them come out to pick him up? we?"

　　 "Uh..." Harry paused, he didn't know how to explain to Ron, everyone was for him, and George paid the price of an ear...

　　 "Ron was great just now," Tonks said enthusiastically, jumping out of Lupin's arms. "It's great, I never dared to imagine it before. I knocked out a Death Eater, hit the head, especially aiming at a moving target on a flying broomstick..."

　　 "That Death Eater doesn't have eyes, he chose the wrong person!" Ron laughed.

　　 "Good job." Harry said reluctantly. He was happy for Ron, but...

　　 "Are we the last to come back?"

　　 "No," Ginny said, "We are still waiting for Fanlin, Hermione, Sirius Bill, Fleur, Mad Eye and Mondungus. I'm going to tell my parents that you are okay, Ron..."

　　 After speaking, Ginny ran into the house, and the news of Ron's return would make Mrs. Weasley better.

　　 "So, what is holding you up? What happened?" Lupin seemed to be angry with Tonks, because Tonks was expected to be the third to arrive.

　　 "It's Bellatrix," Tonks said. "She wants my life as much as Harry, Remus, she tried to kill me. I just wish I could catch her, I remember her! But we hurt Rudolph ...Then we went to Ron's Aunt Muriel's house, missed the door key, and she was still there making a fuss on us..."

　　 Lupin touched Tonks' hair with his hand, and he nodded, seemingly unable to say anything else.

　　 Bellatrix wanted to kill Tonks, in large part because Tonks’ other half was a werewolf, a lowly inferior species.

　　 "So what happened to your group?" Tonks asked, turning to Harry and Kingsley.

They each told their own experiences, but the absence of Fanlin, Hermione, Sirius Bill, Fleur, Mad Eye and Mondungus was like a cloud in the sky tonight, and the cold erosion made it. It's getting harder to be ignored.

　　 "I must go back to Downing Street. I should have been there an hour ago," Kingsley glanced at the sky one last time and said, "They will notify me when they come back."

　　 Lupin nodded, and Kingsley waved at the others and walked into the darkness outside the door. Harry felt he heard the faint blast of Apparition moving across the Burrow's borders after Kingsley.

　　 Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley ran down the stairs. Ginny followed them. The two hugged Ron before turning to Lupin and Tonks.

　　 "Thank you," Mrs. Weasley said, "for my sons."

　　 "Don't be silly, Molly," Tonks said immediately.

　　 "How is George?" Lupin asked.

　　 "What happened to him?" Ron asked sharply. "He's lost..." However, the second half of Mrs. Weasley's words were drowned out by shouts from all around.

A Yeqi...it should be a handle. Harry was a little unsure. There was another one behind it. However, the Yeqi was missing half of its wings, and the leader Yeqi screamed out. Landed a few feet away from them, and so did the other one, which seemed to be brought back by Bill with magic.

　　 Bill and Fleur climbed down from above, embarrassed by the wind, but were not injured.

"Bill! Thank God, thank God..." Mrs. Weasley ran forward, but Bill only gave her a reluctant hug. He looked straight at his father and said, "The crazy eye is dead. "

　　 No one speaks, no one moves.

　　 Harry felt as if something had fallen from his body, falling through the earth, leaving him forever.

"We saw it," Bill said, and Fleur nodded, the tears on her cheek gleaming under the light from the kitchen window. "It happened just after we rushed out of the enclosure, Mad Eye and Mondungus They are so close to us, they are also flying north. Voldemort... can he fly... and then he ran after them straight. Mongertons panicked, I heard him yelling, Mad-Eye trying to stop him, but Mondungus Apparated. Voldemort’s spell was hitting the crazy-eyed man’s face. He leaned back and fell from the broom... We can’t do anything, we can’t do it at all. Personally chasing..." Bill's voice collapsed.

　　 "Of course you can't do anything," Lupin said. They are all standing, looking at each other. Harry couldn't understand, Mad-Eye was dead, it could not be him... Mad-Eye, he was so tough, so brave, and the last survivor of the last era...

　　 However, everyone did not speak, the words seemed to have no meaning at this moment...

"That's right... Fanlin, and Sirius, are they back?" Bill wiped a tear from his eyes, "We found their Ye Qi, they were attacked, I guess, maybe it was a corrupt spell, Fanlin cut off Ye Qi's wings with the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse, because I didn't see the other half of the wings...they..."

　　 "They haven't come back..." Harry said bitterly.

"This……"

"Come on, children, let's go in first. Fanlin and Sirius are the strongest among us. I believe they can come back here..." Mrs. Weasley said in a deep voice. Yes, she is a very calm one.

　　 They followed the Weasleys back to the Burrow in silence, into the living room, Fred and George were laughing together.

　　 "What's the matter?" Fred asked, scanning the expressions of everyone who came in, "What's the matter? Who--?"

　　 "Crazy-eyed man," Mr. Weasley said sadly, "dead!"

　　 The smiles of the twin brothers were distorted by shock. No one knows what to do. Tonks covered his face behind the handkerchief and cried silently. She was very close to Mad-Eye. Harry knew this. She was his pride and his protection at the Ministry of Magic.

　　 Hagrid sat in the corner of the largest space, wiping his eyes with a handkerchief the size of a tablecloth. Bill went to the sideboard and took out a bottle of strong whiskey and some glasses.

　　 "Here," he said and waved his magic wand, twelve full glasses of wine flew into everyone's hands in the room, and he held the thirteenth cup high. "For the crazy eye."

　　 "Crazy-eyed man," they all said and drank. "Crazy-eyed man," Hagrid repeated with a hiccup, a little later than the others.

　　 Strong whiskey burned Harry's throat, as if to bring the feeling back into his body, something resembling courage expelled the numbness and unreality that was tormenting him.

　　 "Has that Mongrettens disappeared?" Lupin asked, having finished his own glass. The atmosphere changed immediately. Everyone watched Lupin nervously, hoping that he would continue speaking, and it seemed to Harry that they were a little bit afraid of what they might hear.

"I understand what you are thinking," Bill said. "I was so skeptical. It looks like the Death Eaters are waiting for us on the way back, don't they? But Mongertons can't betray us. There was a contract spell on him, and the Death Eaters didn’t know that there would be seven Harrys. They were completely confused when we appeared, and you might have forgotten that it was Mongertons who suggested a little trick. Yes. Why didn’t he tell them the most critical piece of information? I think Mongrtons was just too panicked, it’s that simple. He didn’t want to come at first, but Mad-Eye forced him to come, and you know Voldemort Go directly at them. This is enough to make anyone panic."

"The mysterious man did exactly what Mad-Eye expected," Tonks sniffed hard. "The Mad-Eye said he must think that the real Harry will follow the strongest and most skilled Aurors. He came after Mad-Eye at first, but when Mongertons gave up on them, he turned to chase Kingsley..."

"Yes, then four (this is) not bad," Furong sobbed, "but (this) does not explain how (if) the station (they) knew we would transfer Ah (ha) Lee tonight, no ( Right? Someone must be too careless. Someone mentioned it to the outsiders, then (this) day~www.readwn.com~, then (this) is for the Taiwanese (they) know that it is today But I don’t understand the only explanation for the (whole) plan."

　　Furong speaks very nicely and softly, but at this moment Harry loses his appreciation.

　　 She stared at everyone, the tears still hanging on her beautiful face, quietly facing the rebuttal that might come from anyone. However, no one did that. The only thing that broke the silence was the sobbing sound from behind Hagrid's handkerchief.

Harry looked at Hagrid, the man who had just saved himself in spite of his own life... Hagrid, the person he loved, the person he trusted, the one who was once designed by Voldemort to extract important information in order to exchange a dragon egg people……

"No," Harry said loudly, and they all looked at him in surprise: the strong whiskey seemed to amplify his voice, "I mean... if someone makes a mistake," Harry continued, "I missed it. I said that they didn't mean it. It's not their fault," he repeated, slightly louder than his usual voice.

　　 "We must believe in each other. I believe in all of you. I don't believe that anyone in this room will sell me to Voldemort." His words caused a longer silence. They all looked at him: Harry felt a little hot again, and he drank more whiskey. When he drank the wine, he thought of the crazy-eyed man. Mad-eye was always opposed to Dumbledore's willingness to trust others.

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