Chapter 1126

One evening a few days later, Harry, Ron and Ginny lined up by the kitchen fireplace to return to Hogwarts.

For security reasons, this time the Ministry of magic arranged this temporary flyway network connection to send the students back to school safely.

The Hogwarts Express seems a little unsafe at this juncture. After all, a train crossing half of England, especially with Harry Potter, is not something the Ministry of magic can rest assured of.

As Mr. Weasley, Fred, George, bill and Furong had all gone to work, Mrs. Weasley was the only one to see them off.

In fact, Mrs. Weasley shed tears as she parted. No doubt Mrs. Weasley has been particularly sentimental recently; she has been crying from time to time since Percy rushed out of the house on Christmas day with glasses splashed with parsley root juice (Fred, George and Ginny all claimed credit for it).

Percy's back?

It's not the way you think, but at least, it makes Harry feel good, but scrimger is not so friendly. It's the first time in Harry's life that he has to satirize a person calmly

In other words, a department, an entire authority, or a country

Oh, I'm sorry, although the Ministry of magic may represent a country in a sense, but as a turning point, Fudge did not seem to play a good role in connecting the preceding and the following, or even being taken power?

In any case, a regime that has lost its credibility does not seem to have any representational significance. Even though the new leader is trying to change, there is still no big change in scriinger's approach. In essence, perhaps scriinger is just a fudge with different views and a little more decisive.

This is from the appearance of van Lin, after all, compared to fudge, slinger is a little more fierce.

But these are not so important to Harry, even if van Lin and he had a systematic analysis of the current situation of the Ministry of magic, he did not know how much Harry heard.

Perhaps it is because Dumbledore invited van Lin and Hermione and left him in the burrow for a few days?

Anyway, it makes Harry a little upset, but there are more important things to do now, for example, how to appease a middle-aged woman who is sentimental and may become his mother-in-law?

But Ginny has a boyfriend now.

Harry's mood is a little complicated, if you can

"Don't cry, mom," Ginny patted Mrs. Weasley on the back, sobbing against her daughter's shoulder. "It's ok..."

"Yeah, don't worry about us," Ron told his mother to give her a heavy kiss on the face. "And don't worry about Percy. He's a big fool. It's not really a loss, is it? "

Mrs. Weasley cried even more when she hugged Harry.

"Promise me you'll take care of yourself Don't get into trouble... "

Harry could have accepted the first sentence, but the last one Isn't that often said to Fred and George?

Harry thought his image could be saved in a simple way

"I've always been, Mrs. Weasley," said Harry. "I like a quiet life, you know me."

Maybe?

As a matter of fact, even Harry himself has questions of one kind or another.

But it's a little easier to use than Fred and George. Look, that's credibility

Mrs. Weasley, smiling with tears in her eyes, stood aside.

"Then be good, all of you..."

Harry walked into the emerald green flame and yelled, "Hogwarts!" At last he took a brief glance at the Weasleys' kitchen and Mrs. Weasley's tearful face, and was engulfed by the flames; he whirled rapidly, his eyes gliding past the other wizard's rooms, but before he could see them clearly, he began to slow down and finally landed firmly in the fireplace of Professor McGonagall's office.

Professor McGonagall's eyes barely lifted as he climbed out of the fireplace.

"Good evening, Potter. Please try not to bring ashes on the carpet. "

"Oh, yes, professor." Harry stood up, propped up his glasses, wiped his hair, and Ron came out of the fireplace. When Ginny came out, they left Professor McGonagall's office and headed for the Gryffindor tower.

Harry looked out as he passed the corridor window; the sun had set on the horizon, and the ground was covered with snow thicker than in the cottage garden. From a distance, he could see Hagrid feeding Buckbeak in front of his hut.

"Clown's stick," said Ron confidently, as they reached the fat lady, who looked paler than usual and was startled by Ron's loud voice.

"No," she said.

"What is no?""A new password," said the fat lady weakly. "And please don't shout."

"But we went home. How could we --"

"Hey, Harry! Ginny Hermione came to them in a hurry. Her face was red and she was wearing a cloak, hat and gloves. Then came Vaseline. As you can see, their bodies are still covered with snow. Perhaps because of the lack of people, the corridor of Hogwarts castle has been extremely cold this year.

"We just came back hours ago, and I just went to see Hagrid and buck - I mean weatherman," she gasped. Have you had a good Christmas

"Yes," said Ron, uneasy that he seemed to have been ignored. "A lot of things have happened, Rufus scrilling -"

but Hermione obviously didn't intend to take care of him.

"I have something for you, Harry," said Hermione, neither looking at Ron nor showing that she heard him. "Oh, wait a minute - the password. Stop drinking. "

"Yes," said the fat lady weakly, opening the portrait to reveal the portrait hole.

"What's wrong with her?" Asked Harry.

"Obviously indulged at Christmas," said Fanlin, rolling his eyes and leading the way to the crowded common room.

"She and her friend violet drank up all the wine in that painting, the drunk monk next to the hallway of the magic class downstairs. Anyway... " Hermione went on to say that it looked like they were talking about a cross talk, but Harry was the only one in the audience.

Hermione rummaged in her pocket for a while and pulled out a roll of parchment with Dumbledore's handwriting.

"Great," Harry quickly untied it and found that Dumbledore's next class was scheduled for tomorrow night. "I have a lot to tell him - and you. We sat down and said - "

but suddenly there was a loud scream," Wow! " From nowhere, ravend Brown ran over and fell into Ron's arms. Several people nearby chuckled.

To tell you the truth, lavender was a little too enthusiastic, but Ron didn't seem to get used to it.

But this at least eases the embarrassment of Ron being ignored. In fact, Ron also wants to understand that Hermione is his good friend. Before his practice, as a boy, it was a bit bad, but now, obviously, Hermione has the initiative.

"Oh, well, leave the two of them alone." Hermione said quickly, ignoring Ron, who was feeding Harry dog food.

It seems that she often does the same Starting from the three witches competition?

"Hey, here's a table Come here, Ginny? "

"No, thank you. I said I was going to meet Dean," but Harry could not help noticing that her voice was not very enthusiastic. Leaving Ron and ravend, who were wrestling upright, van Lin took Hermione and sat down at the empty table.

"How was your Christmas?" Harry asked quickly.

"Oh, I'll talk about it later..." Fanlin some headache said, was chased by a group of bone shelf, this is not what can let people relax entertainment.

"Compared with this..." Hermione hesitated for a moment. Obviously, Harry couldn't be told about going to the North Pole. It's better to leave it to van Lin, who is better at it, and conceals them for more than two years.

"How are you doing at Ginny's house?"

"I'll tell you right away," said Harry. "Hermione, you can't --"

"Yes, I can't," she said blandly. "So don't try in vain."

"You know, I thought it was a Christmas holiday -" Harry wanted to argue for Ron, but apparently Hermione wasn't going to let Ron go.

A lesson for Ron?

Come on, she's not Ginny. Strictly speaking, Hermione has nothing to do with the Weasleys.

Well, friendship, and now Ron is blacklisted.

"It was the fat lady who drank up a barrel of wine that had been made for five hundred years, Harry, not me. What important news do you want to tell me? " She looked so fierce that Harry knew there was no argument with her at this time, so he gave up Ron's topic.

"OK..." Harry shrugged at Van Lin helplessly. It seems that Harry has decided to give up the plan to help Ron. This is definitely a thankless thing. In case Harry is blacklisted by Hermione for this reason

With Hermione's temper, it's not impossible. On the contrary, Hermione is absolutely capable. If Harry wants to talk to Hermione in the next month, he'd better give up this irrational idea.

"In Ron I mean, Ginny Oh, Mrs. Weasley's house... " Harry said, rather badly, "strictly speaking, it's not bad."

"Strictly speaking?" Hermione raised the volume. "When did you start talking like that?""Haha This is not a bad thing. " The two days later, Hermione's temper was a little explosive. Hermione, who was gentle and cute and had little sex appeal, was gone forever on the road of the hostess. After that, Fanlin could clearly feel the decline of her status.

What did Sirius teach him?

Marriage is the grave of love?

What a mess this is

Sirius, an old bachelor, has never even found a decent girlfriend.

Fanlin didn't intend to give Hermione a chance to continue to punish him. "So, what's special?"

"Oh, there are some." Harry said, "I had a dream."

"About Voldemort?"

"Er..." Harry hesitated. "I'm not sure..."

"I mean, I didn't see any images of Voldemort in my dreams, but in fact I felt that..."

"He's there, right? It's all about Voldemort?" Said Fanlin.

"Oh, yes!" Harry looked at the juniors who had just come in from outside, as well as raven and Ron, who were already gnawing together.

"In fact, I feel it's about Voldemort. It's real, but it's fuzzy."

"Oh, come on, that's for sure." Van Lin shook his head. "Voldemort can't open his spiritual world to you without any precautions. Especially after he has suffered losses, it's very difficult to cheat him through you. In fact, I'm surprised that you can still see images. So, what is it about?"

"Darkness I smell the blood, the discordant light, and the cry of the child, but not only that. " Harry said, "but every time I want to see a hazy picture, it's pushed out."

"Push it out?"

"Just wake up and my spirit is resisting me. It's very dangerous. It's like putting a Alarm? " Harry tried to describe the feelings. "Oh, yes, I saw something standing up, but I'm not sure what it was. Anyway, as soon as I get close, I'll be pushed out."

"When did it happen?" Asked Fanlin.

"Before Christmas, I didn't care at first." Harry said, "but I've seen it a few times later, maybe sometimes it's different, but I can't remember, it's fuzzy."

"Oh," said Fanlin, who had a headache. He had just pulled himself out of a pile of junk and fell into another hole?

This is not an interesting life experience. In his life, although Fanlin thought that it might not be smooth sailing, but now, the road in front of him is absolutely devastated.

Sometimes Dumbledore dug the hole, sometimes Harry, Tom Riddle, death, or whatever?

It's not fun at all.

"What's wrong with you Not feeling well? " Harry asked, "do you want to..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I don't have any problems, just some Can Hermione give me a little comfort? " Fanlin shamelessly said, and then did not wait for Hermione's reaction, the whole person went to Hermione.

It's rare that Hermione didn't dodge. It was a breakthrough.

It was the first time that Hermione had asked him to lean on him after telling him all about death.

The time for sanctions is over?

Fanlin couldn't help thinking of happiness.

But Harry was a little confused. He could see the impatience on Hermione's face. It was like a kind of accusation. For example, the translation should be that he had never seen such a brazen person.

I mean, at least in Harry's head, he can't think of any good explanation.

"I advise you to be personal or, if you don't want to, I don't mind you using Animagus!" Hermione said coldly, and Fanlin was not moved at all.

"So, you two What's the matter? " Harry swallowed his mouth.

"Oh, it doesn't matter. It's just a little bit of internal conflict in the family. It doesn't hurt much, it doesn't hurt..." Fanlin sat up with a smile and his expression was not very natural.

"So, what happened afterwards?"

"And then what?"

"Dreams, of course." With such a interruption, they almost forgot what they were discussing.

"Oh, later..."

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