Chapter 1200

The atmosphere was once very embarrassing

Even van Lin, standing behind Ron, felt a little restless.

Ron's face turned red and Hermione stepped back a little, but it didn't work.

Harry almost wanted to slap the door on their faces, but he calmed down as the door opened, and the scene just broke like a soap bubble.

For a moment, it was like going back to Dumbledore's funeral.

He said something to Ginny, and all the reasons why he couldn't be with Ginny came up.

Now, he has no time or energy at all If you take Ginny What's going on, Harry's going to be crazy.

And Ron and Mrs. Weasley

Harry's head was working fast. He looked at Ginny and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, but Ginny turned her back to him.

He thought maybe she couldn't help crying this time. But Harry couldn't comfort Ginny in front of Ron.

"See you later." Harry said helplessly, and followed them out of the house.

Ron strode down the stairs in front of him, through the still crowded kitchen, into the yard, Harry followed him fast, while van Lin and Hermione trotted after them, which, to be honest, made them a little scared.

Ron's behavior is too abnormal, especially in the case of Harry and Ginny.

As soon as he got behind the mowed lawn, Ron couldn't wait to circle around Harry.

"You hurt her, what are you doing now, wasting her youth?" Ron said it aloud, seeming indignant.

It's his sister, and Ron just knows Harry Potter and, of course, what they're going to do.

Ten years? Twenty years?

This is something that nobody can be sure of.

"I'm not wasting her youth," said Harry, as Hermione caught up.

"Ron..."

But Ron raised his hand and told her not to talk.

"She was really upset when you broke up..."

"Me too. You know why I want to break up, and that's not what I want." Harry said angrily.

"Yes, but now you're here to tease her and give her hope again..."

"She's not a fool. She knows it's impossible. She didn't expect us to To get married, or... " As Harry said this, he thought of Ginny in a white wedding dress and marrying a tall, disgusting, unknown man. At that moment, he suddenly realized that her future freedom was not hindered, while his was There's nothing in front of Voldemort.

"If you come to tease her every time you have a chance, then..." Ron opened his mouth, but he was finally frustrated.

"Not next time," said Harry harshly. Although the weather was cloudless, he didn't think he could see any sunshine. "All right?"

"But have you ever asked Ginny what she thinks? She knows what she wants to do... "

"So?" Ron asked, "can we do nothing? It doesn't matter to you, because Well, I'll... "

"Maybe we'll try harder..." Van Lin tried to say, "it's not impossible."

"Really impossible?" Harry repeated, and did not know whether the words were in doubt or affirmation. In short, the birthday made Harry feel a little bad.

Ginny never tried to be alone with Harry that day, nor did she show that they had been deviant in her bedroom.

However, the arrival of Charlie gave Harry relief.

Mrs. Weasley distracted Charlie, sat him in a chair, threatened to wave her wand, and told him it was time for a haircut.

Harry's birthday dinner was so large that it would crush the kitchens of the burrow. Several tables had been set up in the garden before Charlie, Lupin, Tonks and Hagrid, and Sirius arrived.

Fred and George used magic to burn big "7" on several purple lanterns and hang them on the heads of the guests.

Thanks to Mrs. Weasley's care, George's wound has been cleaned, but Harry is still not used to the black hole on the side of his head, and the twins are no less joking about it.

Hermione used her wand to make many purple and gold ribbons, which hung in the branches and bushes.

"Maybe you want to design it yourself..." No wonder Fanlin said with emotion, with the last magic wand, Hermione turned the hawthorn leaves into gold.

"Say it again!" Hermione didn't care, but she seemed a little happy.

"Hey, what do you want to do

"You care about me. If you have time to turn around me here, you might as well help me!"

"With pleasure, ma'am!" Fanlin said, with the wave of the magic wand, the crystal clear ice is like a diamond embellishment in the luxury of general clothing."Look at the two of them?" Ron muttered, "it's like his own..."

"Oh, I think it's good, and I don't mind." Harry suddenly realized that he knew what Ron wanted to say, and he also

Harry Met Ginny's eyes. Immediately, Harry gave her a smile. Then he remembered his promise to Ron and hurriedly talked to Mr. Dracula.

"Excuse me! Excuse me Cried Mrs. Weasley, as she walked into the garden with a huge snitch the size of a beach ball floating in front of her. Soon Harry realized that it was his birthday cake.

Mrs. Weasley suspended it in the air with her wand, much safer than carrying it across the rough ground. When the cake landed safely in the middle of the table, Harry said, "it's amazing, Mrs. Weasley."

"Oh, it's nothing, my dear," said Mrs. Weasley happily. Ron thumbed Harry over her shoulder, mouth shaped as if to say, "good job!"

At seven o'clock all the guests arrived, and Fred and George stood at the end of the path waiting to meet them and bring them into the room.

Hagrid, in order to be solemn, put on his best dreadful brown coat.

This makes van Lin always have a question, difficult Hagrid is not hot?

Then Hagrid came over and van Lin gave him some ice, which made Hagrid very happy.

However, compared with Hagrid, Lupin made Harry care a little. Although he was smiling when he shook hands with Harry, Harry still felt that he was not very happy.

This is too strange, standing beside lupin, Tonks is full of spring breeze on the contrary, which has become a sharp contrast.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" She gave Harry a big hug and said.

"Seventeen years old, hey!" Said Hagrid, taking a glass of wine the size of a cask from Fred We realize it's been six years now, Harry, do you remember that? "

"Almost," said Harry, looking up at him with a smile. "Did you break the front door and let Dudley grow a pigtail and tell me I'm a wizard?"

"Oh, I've forgotten the details," Hagrid said with a triumphant smile. "How are you, Valentine, Hermione, and Ron?"

"We're fine," said Hermione. "How are you?"

"Ah, not bad. All the time, we've got a couple of newly born unicorns. I'll show you when you come back... "

Well

This sentence is bound to disappoint Hagrid. Some people in Fanlin have already determined that they will not return to school. At least, before Dumbledore comes back

Speaking of it, van Lin thought of his dreams again.

In fact, Fanlin has few dreams. It's easy for a wizard to fall into sleep because of his mental fatigue. Of course, considering his age, some other dreams also exist, but it's about reality

Pilgrimage, and Dumbledore

This is really strange, it makes van Lin feel a little uneasy.

"Here, Harry..." Hagrid interrupted. "Actually, I can't think of anything to give you, but I think of this."

Hagrid said, and took out a small pocket tied with a hairy string, which had apparently been worn around his neck for a long time.

"A small bag made of donkey skin. Besides the owner himself, no one wants to take the contents. Rare! "

"Thank you very much, Hagrid."

"Don't mention it!" Hagrid shook his hand the size of a garbage can. " Charlie's here, too! I always like him well! Charlie! "

Charlie comes over and touches his terrible new hairstyle with his hands in distress.

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Charlie was shorter than Ron, short and muscular, with many burns and scratches on his arms.

"Hi, Hagrid. How are you doing?"

"Long time no see. How's norbo?" Hagrid asked, "you should be taking care of it. I sent it to him some time ago, but I didn't see you. You know, the school is not very convenient now."

"Nob?" Charlie laughed. "The Norwegian chirosaurus? Now we call her norbeta. "

"So Norbo is actually a female dragon? "

"Oh, yes." Charlie said.

"How do you know that?" Hermione asked, in fact, ovum Hermione had seen nobo several times, but she couldn't tell. Norbo was too young at that time.

"Because the mother is more fierce." Charlie said if he had a point.

He turned his head and looked back, then lowered his voice: "I wish Dad would come back soon, mom would be in a hurry!"

Everybody went to see Mrs. Weasley. She was glancing at the door, trying to talk to Madame de la cour."I think we'd better start without Arthur." Said Weasley after looking at it a few more times. "He must have been delayed Oh

Everyone saw it: a ray of light came from the yard and landed on the table, then changed into a silver weasel, stood back and said in Mr. Weasley's voice, "the Minister of magic is coming back with me."

Immediately, the patron saint disappears in the thin air, and the hibiscus family stares at the place where it disappears in shock.

"We can't stay here," lupin said immediately, "Harry I'm sorry I'll explain it to you sometime... "

He grabbed Tonks' hand and pulled her away. They climbed over the fence and disappeared into view. Mrs. Weasley was a little confused.

"Minister? But why I don't understand... " But there was no time to talk about it. A second later, Mr. Weasley emerged from the thin air outside the gate, with Rufus scaranger, symbolically gray.

What did Dumbledore say?

Van Lim remembers that Dumbledore once told him that some of Dumbledore's things were put in scriinger's place and would be handed over by him.

Perhaps, scrimber knew for a long time that Dumbledore was running out of time, but no one expected that Dumbledore was an activist.

The two newcomers strode across the yard towards the lantern lit table in the garden.

Everyone sat there without saying a word, watching them get closer and closer.

When slinger entered the lantern's aperture, Harry found that he looked much older than he had seen before, and his dry face was covered with frost.

"Sorry to disturb you," scranger limped to an empty table at the table, "especially when I knew I was an uninvited guest." His eyes lingered for a moment on the giant snitch cake. "Best wishes to you."

"Thank you." Said Harry. "I want to have a word with you alone." "And Mr. Ronald Weasley, Miss Hermione Granger, and Mr. van leen Ayre," scranger continued

"We?" Ron was surprised and said, "Why are we there?"

"I'll tell you when there's no one else." Scranger said, "is there a place to speak alone?" He asked Mr. Weasley.

"Of course," said Mr. Weasley, who looked nervous. "Well, the living room, why not use the living room?"

"You can show us the way." Scranger said to Ron, "you don't have to be with us, Arthur."

The Weasleys glanced uneasily at slinger as he and Harry stood up.

Since the operation of the order of the Phoenix went wrong, to be honest, it's hard for the rest of the order of the Phoenix to trust anyone in the Ministry of magic, and they paid Moody's for it

Five people were silent. It was not a pleasant conversation.

Spranger should have known that the four of them were going to drop out of Hogwarts. As they walked through the chaotic kitchen and into the living room of the burrow, Spranger kept silent. Although the garden was covered with soft golden light, the living room was dark.

When he came in, van Lin tapped his wand and lit the oil lamp. The shabby but warm room was immediately illuminated.

Spranger plumped into Mr. Weasley's armchair, while the others huddled in the sofa.

As soon as they sat down, slinger spoke. "I have a few questions for you four, and I think it's better to say it one-on-one. Maybe the three of you," he pointed to van Lin, Hermione and Harry. "Can you wait upstairs for a moment, I want to start with Ronald."

"I'm sorry, we're not going anywhere," said Fanlin at once, and Hermione nodded heavily. "In fact, there are not many choices left for you."

"you can either talk with a few of us or don't talk about it at all."

Scuranger gave van Lin a cold, critical look.

This gives van Lin an illusion

It seems that the minister is going to split his face with him in the next second.

However, considering the current situation of the Ministry of magic, it seems that there is nothing to support scriinger's sufficient strength.

"Well, let's talk about it." He shrugged and cleared his throat. "I'm here, as you know, because of Mr. Albus Dumbledore's will.

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