Chapter 1233

"What we really want to know, Professor Black, is there anyone else who, um, switched swords? Maybe it's a chance to clean up Or something else! " Asked Hermione, frowning.

Hermione was also present when the Fanlin experiment took out the Gryffindor sword with his hat. However, it may be that Gryffindor's sword is not needed by Fanlin, so the Gryffindor sword does not appear in Van Lin's hand.

This is exactly what makes Fanlin suspicious of the magic applied to the sword of Gryffindor.

Relying on objects to judge whether it is necessary, that is, Gryffindor would do such an unreliable thing.

Think about the people around, Sirius, Dumbledore, Harry Potter If it wasn't for Voldemort, 80% of all Linn and Hermione would go to Ravenclaw, but maybe this is fate?

Regardless of van Lin's thoughts, Phineas Nigel once again temporarily stopped his eye rescue and chuckled.

"Muggle kids," he said, "goblin made things that don't need to be cleaned. Simple minded girls, the goblin's silver material can be free from dirt. They just absorb things that enhance their strength. "

"Don't say Hermione has a simple mind!" Said Harry.

"I'm too lazy to contradict you," said Phineas Nigel. "Maybe it's time for me to go back to the headmaster's office?"

Because he was blindfolded, he began to feel for the frame, trying to find the way out of the portrait back to Hogwarts.

But Harry had an idea.

"Dumbledore! Can't you bring Dumbledore here? "

"What do you say?" Asked Phineas Nigel.

"The portrait of Professor Dumbledore Can you bring him here, right here, in your frame? " Phineas Nigel put his head in the direction of Harry's voice.

"Obviously it's not only Muggle kids who are ignorant, Potter. Only the portraits in Hogwarts can talk to each other, but they can't walk outside the castle unless they go to their own portraits. Professor Dumbledore can't come with me. And after I've been treated like this in your hands, I promise I'll never do it again! "

Harry, dejected, watched Phineas try harder to leave the frame.

"Professor Black." Hermione said, "you just told us, when was the last time you saw the sword leave its position? Before Ginny took it out, I mean

Phineas snorted impatiently from his nose.

"I remember the last time I saw Gryffindor's sword out of its place, when that little Fanling took it out with Dumbledore."

"Go out together?"

"Horcrux!" Vaseline made a lip.

"But after that, no one moved it?" Asked Fanlin.

"As you do, there are many ways to hide from us." Said Phineas.

Hermione had no choice but to look back at Vaseline. They did not dare to say anything until Phineas Nigel had found the exit.

"I'm very sorry to disturb you!" Van Lin said regretfully.

"Good night, then." He said bitterly, then walked out of their sight again. When he had only the brim of his hat in the frame, Harry suddenly called out, "wait a minute! Will you tell Snape everything you see? "

Phineas Nigel put his blindfold head back into the frame.

"There are more important things to worry about in Professor Snape's mind, such as those people in Dumbledore. Goodbye, two boys. " As he finished speaking, his figure disappeared completely, leaving nothing but the black blindfold.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled.

"I know!" Said Harry aloud. He could hardly control himself, hitting the air with his fist. It's more than he expected. He stood up and strode out of the tent, feeling that he could run a kilometer. He didn't even feel hungry.

Hermione rolls up Phineas' painting and puts it back in her beaded bag. When she buttoned up, she put the bag aside.

"So we still didn't find it."

"I'm sorry."

"But it didn't fall into Snape's hands, as Dumbledore's will said."

"Then the sword was copied and put in the cabinet in the headmaster's office, at least, after I finally used him." "But I'd prefer Dumbledore to tell me where it is," Van leen said

Halliday was stunned and his surprise gradually cooled down.

They looked at each other, and Harry felt that the invisible answer was floating in the air around them, so close to them. Why didn't Dumbledore tell him? Or did he hint, in fact, tell Harry, but Harry didn't react?

"It must not be too far away from us." Said Harry."Think about it!" Hermione whispered, "think about it! Where could he have put the sword? "

"It's not Hogwarts," Harry said, starting to think again.

"Maybe somewhere in Hogsmeade?" Hermione suggested.

"Scream shack?" Harry said, "no one can get in there."

"But Snape knows how to get in safely. Isn't that a little risky?"

"Dumbledore trusted Snape," Harry reminded her.

"There's not enough evidence that he switched swords!" Said Hermione.

"Yes, you said so." Said Harry, and he was happier than he had been when he thought Dumbledore had something left for him that showed that he didn't trust Snape so much.

"So Dumbledore hid it in a place that only you can know, Harry!" Said Fanlin.

"Well, he'll keep the sword away from Hogsmeade, and then? What do you think, Ron? Ron? " Harry looked around. For a moment of confusion, he thought Ron had left the tent. Then he saw Ron lying on the dark bed, looking expressionless.

"Oh, think of me, don't you?" He said.

"What?"

Ron snorted out of his nose and looked at the bottom of the upper bunk.

"Go on, you three. Don't let me disturb your interest."

Harry looked at Hermione for help. Hermione shook her head. She didn't know what happened to Ron.

"What's the matter with you?" Asked Fanling, after a pause.

"What's the matter? Nothing. " Ron said, still not looking at them, "anyway, it's none of your business." There were a few thumps overhead. It's starting to rain.

"Well, obviously you have something on your mind." Harry said, "all right?"

after listening to Harry, Ron took his two long legs off the bed and sat up. He looks mean. He doesn't look like he used to be.

"Well, I'll tell you all. Don't expect me to jump up and down in the tent happily, because we have a lot of things to do. Things that are on the list of things you don't know. "

"I don't know?" Harry repeated, "what I don't know?"

Dong, Dong, Dong

The rain was getting bigger and faster, and the raindrops fell on the banks covered with fallen leaves around them, and some fell into the murmuring river through the darkness.

Anger replaced Harry's happiness.

Ron's thoughts as like as two peas thought and worried.

"I've never lived like this," said Ron. "You know, my arm's broken, I have nothing to eat, and my back is numb every night. You know, I just want us to do something after a few weeks on the run. "

"I think you know you asked yourself to come," said Harry.

"Yes, I know that." Ron said blandly, as if to say a person who has nothing to do with him.

"So what makes your words and deeds inconsistent?" Harry asked. He couldn't contain his anger now. "Do you think we should stay in a five-star hotel? Looking for Horcruxes every other day? You want to go back to your mom's for Christmas? "

"We think you know what we should do!" "We thought Dumbledore told you what to do! We thought you had a clear plan! "

"Ron!" Hermione screamed, her voice overshadowed the rain outside, but Ron still ignored him.

"Well, I'm sorry to disappoint you." Harry said that although he felt empty in his heart, his voice was still very quiet.

"I've been very frank with you from the beginning. I told you everything Dumbledore told me. And if you haven't noticed, we've found a Horcrux... "

"Yes, then, we found a Horcrux, and then we hid in hiding. In the end, we didn't even know how to find him. There's no such thing as that!"

"Enough, Ron!" "You should pay attention to what you're saying," Van Lin said

"Am I right? Tell me, what have we been doing? Aimless search for Horcruxes? You stare at a piece of parchment all day long, but what do you know? "

"I'm watching, but it's better than you're whining all day and doing nothing." What do you think you've done? Injured, or something? Who in the house hasn't done these things? "

"Yes, I haven't done it. I really don't matter!" Ron's voice suddenly became extremely cold. It felt like the first time I faced Voldemort, and then I was passed by Voldemort's soul.

"Oh, Fanlin, you should not..." Hermione pulls at Van Lin, but Van Lin doesn't answer. She just closes the book and looks at Ron coldly.Was it a mistake to bring Ron out?

Maybe his expectations are too high, or he is too confident about himself and thinks that he can change some things. However, in fact, he has not changed anything. After satisfying his fantasy, he makes things worse?

No, nothing worse!

Van Lin stares at Ron coldly.

"So, I don't understand what you're complaining about. If you think you can come up with a decent and successful plan for Voldemort, of course, I'll do whatever you say, but you can't."

"I can't, Harry or Hermione, or even Dumbledore. No one can face him with a fabricated plan. We have to plan very simply, collect Horcruxes and kill him. Of course, this is the only thing we can do. So, I want to ask you, what are you complaining about? Or did I do something wrong, or Harry? "

"In other words, apart from our long time together, what are you entitled to complain about?"

The rain fell heavily on the tent, tears streaming down Hermione's cheek, and the excitement of a few minutes ago disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

It was like a little spark that exploded and went out, leaving only darkness, humidity and cold.

Ron didn't speak, just staring at them in the dark.

"What are you still doing here?" Said Harry, taking a deep breath.

"I don't know!" Said Ron.

"You go home." Said Harry.

"Good! I'm just getting ready. " Ron yelled, and then he took a few steps toward Harry, and Harry didn't flinch. "Didn't you hear what happened to my sister? But you don't care at all, right? It's just a forbidden forest. Harry Potter, who has "faced worse things," doesn't care what happened to her there. Good, those giant spiders and werewolves... "

"I just said He's with other people With Hagrid... "

"Yes, I understand. You don't care! No matter what happens to the rest of my family, "the Weasleys can't afford to have another child injured." do you hear that

"Yes, I..."

"Even if you hear it, don't worry about it?"

"Ron!" Hermione wiped her tears anxiously. "I don't think that means something happened, something we don't know. Think about it. Bill has been disfigured. Now many people know that George has one ear. You are supposed to have died or lost his magic power. I'm sure he's talking about these things... "

"Oh, you're sure, aren't you? Well, well, I won't let them worry about us any more. So, are you OK, of course, your parents are fine... "

"So, that's your reason!" Van Lin stood up and grabbed Ron by the collar.

"Let me go!" Ron was dressed in coarse clothes.

"You need to wake up!" Said, van Lin can't help but a punch in Ron's nose, suddenly, red blood along Ron's nose stay down.

"Everyone is responsible for their actions, Ron! Mr. Weasley won't do that. Mrs. Weasley, or Fred, George, bill, or even Ginny, they're much more sober than you are! "

"Yes, I'm not awake!" Ron wiped the blood under his nose with his hand. "Why should I wake up? I only care about what I care about and what I want to do. If it's wrong..."

Ron didn't finish the second half of his sentence. Suddenly, Ron suddenly stood up and van Lin responded.

But before the two of them took their wands out of their pockets, Hermione had raised her wand: "there are obstacles!"

She sobbed and said that an invisible wall of air cut them apart. Ron was on the left, and the three of them were on the right. It was like two worlds. It could not help but make a few people in the room cold.

Harry felt a bit of pain, like breaking a glass. He knew very well that there was an irreparable gap between the four of them.

Ron didn't speak. He just glanced coldly at the three people opposite him.

"So, I quit!" Ron said, putting the light switch in his pocket next to the bed, and without saying a word rushed into the rainy night inside.

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