Chapter 815

Harry woke up suddenly and completely at half past five the next morning, as if someone were shouting in his ear.

For a short period of time, he was firmly in bed, and the scenes of Disciplinary Hearings filled every corner of his mind, almost beyond Harry's endurance. He jumped out of bed and put on his glasses.

Van Lin had left early, and he was not the only one to leave today. In Van Lin's words, he would like to accompany Harry to a hearing if possible.

Mrs. Weasley has cleaned his jeans and T-shirt and put them at the foot of the bed. The blank painting on the wall was also chuckling. Ron lay on his back with his limbs open, his mouth wide open, and he soon fell asleep. Harry did not wake up when he crossed the room.

Harry walked out of the bedroom, stood on the floor and gently closed the door behind him. Harry tries to think about it systematically again. He looks at Ron. Maybe they can't be classmates at Hogwarts anymore.

Harry calmly went downstairs, through the head ornaments of cletcher's ancestors, and down into the kitchen.

He had hoped that the kitchen was empty now, or Fanlin himself But when Harry arrived at the door, he heard a low conversation on the other side.

He opened the door and saw the Weasleys, Sirius, lupin and Tonks sitting in it, while van Lin and Hermione served as the end of the table It was almost as if they were waiting for him.

All but Mrs. Weasley were well dressed, and Mrs. Weasley wore a cotton padded purple nightgown.

She was busy breakfast when Harry came in.

"Breakfast," Mrs. Weasley drew out her wand and hastily lit the fire.

"Morning - morning - morning, Harry," said Tonks, yawning. Her hair was white and slightly curly this morning. "Come and sit down." She pulled out a chair and moved the one next to her.

"What would you like, Harry?" Asked Mrs. Weasley. "Porridge? English Muffin? Pickled fish? Bacon and eggs? Or toast? "

"Just - toast, thank you," said Harry. Lupin glanced at Harry and then said to Tonks, "what happened to squimu?"

"Oh Yes Well, we need to be more careful. He has asked Kingsley and me some strange questions... " Harry felt a vague sense of gratitude, and he didn't need to be involved in the conversation. His body is squirming.

Mrs. Weasley put two slices of toast and marmalade in front of Harry; he tried to eat, but it was tasteless. Mrs. Weasley sat on the other side of him and started making a fuss about his T-shirt, flattening the labels and smoothing the creases from her shoulders. But Harry wanted her not to.

“… And I have to tell Dumbledore that I can't be on the night shift tomorrow night, I'm just too - too - tired, "said Tonks with a big yawn.

"Get used to it, Tonks." "Moody said, this is a very important job, but after we leave, only Mr. Weasley, Mrs. Weasley and Mr. lupin can help you, but Bill should be back in two days..."

"Oh, thank God, I won't let him go." Said Tonks, growing up.

"I'll do it for you," said Mrs. Weasley. "I'll be fine. Anyway, I'm going to finish a report anyway. "

Instead of a wizard's robe, Mr. Weasley wore pinstriped trousers and an old bomber jacket. He turned his head from Tonks to Harry.

"How do you feel?"

Harry shrugged. He was numb. The banter of van Lin and Tonks didn't interest him.

"It'll be over soon," Mr. Weasley said, cheering up. "You'll be fine in a few hours."

"The hearing took place in the office of my colleague, Emira burns. She's the head of the magic code enforcement office, which is investigating you. "

"Emila burns is a good man, Harry," Tonks said sincerely. "She's fair. She'll listen to you."

Harry nodded. He still had nothing to say. In fact, he was a little out of place at this moment.

"Come on, Harry, it's not a big deal, and..." Vaseline came up and said, "Hermione and I agree that you will meet the people you want to see."

"Who I met?"

"Dumbledore, of course." Hermione glanced at Vaseline. "That's it, Harry. Dumbledore can't ignore you, and..."

"And don't lose heart," Sirius said suddenly. "Be polite and realistic."

Harry nodded again.

"The law is on your side," lupin said calmly. "Even minor witches are allowed to use magic at critical moments."

Suddenly, a cold wave came from Harry's neck to his back; for a moment, Harry thought someone had cast a phantom spell on him, and then he realized that Mrs. Weasley was combing his hair with a wet comb. She pressed hard on Harry's head."Has your hair ever been flat and smooth?" Asked Mrs. Weasley, disappointed.

Harry shook his head.

Mr. Weasley looked at his watch and looked up at Harry. "I think we're going now," he said. "We went a little earlier, but I think it's better for you to leave early for the Ministry of magic than to be here like ants on a hot pot."

"OK," Harry answered subconsciously, putting down his toast and standing up.

"You'll be fine, Harry." Said Tonks, pressing Harry's shoulder like a good friend.

"Good luck," lupin said. "I'm sure you'll be all right."

"If things don't go well," Sirius said, gnashing his teeth, "I'll pay a visit to Emira burns for you, and slinger, Auror should..."

"Come on, don't say it's useless, Sirius." Vaseline shook his head. "Listen, Harry, it's just something that shouldn't be taken into consideration. In fact, it's not in accordance with the law that they're going to bring together the wiesengamo members for a hearing..."

"And Hermione went on to say, "by law, you are legal."

Harry laughed weakly.

Mrs. Weasley gave him a hug. "We'll all pray for you," she said

"OK," said Harry, "well Goodbye then

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