Chapter 305: Meeting

On the other side of the crossroads close to Voldemort, Harry Potter and his godfather Sirius Black are buying some of the new necessities at the beginning of the new semester, such as some necessary textbooks for the new semester.
　　
　　 He was taller and needed a new robe.
　　
All Dementors in the UK were controlled by Malfoy because of food and contract, and stayed quietly in the dark place to "suck people", so Umbridge did not have extra hands to go down and attack Privet Drive. Necessarily, she is now at the pinnacle of power, and she doesn’t have to please her boss. The original trajectory has changed. At that time, she attacked Harry because the boy promoted
false
information, which caused panic and was not good for her boss.
　　
　　 At that time she needed to flatter her and compliment them.
　　
　　 But now, many people, including herself, have accepted the fact that Voldemort has returned. It is also because of this that she took advantage of the opportunity.
　　
　　 her succession even has a part of this reason.
　　
　　 Many people do not want the situation to be turbulent again. A society of shamans with unstable political conditions is difficult to resist Voldemort.
　　
　　 The direction of politics has changed dramatically since the moment Fu Ji stepped down, and no one can predict it.
　　
　　 So, this savior classmate still spent a smooth summer vacation.
　　
　　 Sirius Black visits the Dursleys from time to time, and then moves the moving, long-lost wanted order before their eyes.
　　
　　 At that time, his face was full of beard and lack of care. He smiled wildly in the newspaper and was very deterrent.
　　
　　 Real people are always more deterrent than other death evidence.
　　
　　 When the lively "wanted criminals" and "murderers" stood in front of them, the expression of Uncle Vernon's family was quite wonderful.
　　
　　 Especially the "terrorists" who have mastered magic.
　　
　　 This also made Harry's holiday quite enjoyable.
　　
　　 It was only due to Dumbledore’s request that he couldn’t take Harry too far to travel, and he still needed to rely on the family’s blood relationship to protect the magic and avoid Voldemort’s possible killing.
　　
　　 But on the whole, his holiday was quite pleasant. Dudley did not dare to bully him at all, and the one thousand gold Jialong bonus made him no longer have to worry about spending.
　　
　　Although Sirius is quite rich, and he will never be stingy with Harry, Harry feels that his own money is more legitimate.
　　
　　 The only shortcoming is that the intensity of his headache is increasing, and the frequency and degree are getting higher and higher.
　　
Many ordinary midnights, he will wake up from his dreams, sweating, sweat often soaked behind the pajamas, his eyes will see many strange scenes, most of the time around the dark stone walls, and water droplets do not Stopped dripping in the stone crack, making a ticking sound.
　　
　　 clearly showed that he was myopic and he didn't wear glasses when he was sleeping, but the scenes flashed in his eyes very clearly, as if he were present.
　　
Occasionally, a thick and long giant python lay on a black stone. Most of the time, I closed my eyes and took a nap. Then I suddenly opened the cruel snake eyes, twisted quickly, and preyed on some innocent insects. It's not just sliding slowly on the ground.
　　
　　 Harry even felt the same, as if he were the snake, hungry for blood, hungry for bite, hungry for destruction, hungry for all cruel bloodthirsty acts, as if that was the nature engraved in his blood.
　　
　　 It was the place where Voldemort used to live before, sleeping in the wild, or not in the wild, just some desolate caves.
　　
　　 In the middle of the holiday, the place he dreamed of suddenly changed.
　　
It was a more luxurious and elegant room, with a delicate small bed in the corner, a dark green gauze hanging in between, a few mahogany chairs in the middle of the room, and a delicate Magic table lamp, the lampshade does not know what material it is made of, even if it is not lit, it still emits a faint white light, some grainy lines, the lower part is the polished base.
　　
　　 As for the other corner, a magnificent bookcase is placed, rather than a bookcase, rather than an ornament, it is equally expensive and extremely luxurious.
　　
There are some ancient magic props everywhere. On one wall is a clock made of pure gold, surrounded by abstract and esoteric portraits. Simple but elegant silverware is placed in the empty space between the bookcases. On the other wall are a few carved Thick and long black pythons are intertwined, and their fangs are grievously exposed, as if they will always jump out of the painting.
　　
　　If he went to Malfoy's house as a guest, he would know that this is a secret room in the Malfoy Manor, which is often used to entertain the most distinguished people.
　　
　　 And today is even more abnormal, he woke up during his nap, and the scene that emerged in his mind was the familiar Diagon Alley.
　　
　　This gave him the urge to rush here immediately.
　　
　　 happens to be about to start school, and he came here with his godfather.
　　
　　 Before this, he also sent a letter with Hedwig, and met Hermione and Ron, and met with them here.
　　
　　On the day when the school is about to begin, they can enjoy the last time of the holiday.
　　
　　 There was no trial about the Dementors, so there was no way to go to the Phoenix Society, not to mention that the stronghold should also have changed. At this time, the Black family’s mansion was also replaced, and it was impossible to choose it as a stronghold.
　　
　　 "Harry!" Harry suddenly heard someone calling him, and it was his familiar voice. It turned out that Ron was waving at him at the other end of the intersection and shouted loudly.
　　
　　 After a holiday, both of them have grown a lot.
　　
　　 "I haven't seen you in a long time. I still want you to come to my house as a guest early. My mother is talking about you every day." Ron ran quickly and the two hugged tightly, then he said helplessly.
　　
Harry immediately thought of Mrs. Weasley’s kind face. Last year at the Goblet of Fire, she watched her game as a family. In the past few years, she also took care of herself and regarded herself as her. Son treated likewise.
　　
　　 At this time Ron's eyes turned.
　　
　　 "Hello Sirius!" Ron's tone was light and he waved his hand and said hello to Sirius. He now looks very confident. The senior's aura has greatly improved his confidence.
　　
　　Neither of his twin brothers had ever been a senior.
　　
　　 Sirius nodded, and a smile appeared on his expressionless face: "Hello, Ron."
　　
　　 "Yes, I'm going to be the rank leader, you see, Harry." Ron handed Harry the letter of appointment for the rank leader to Harry, with a bit of emotion to show off, which was still normal.
　　
　　 "Congratulations." Harry took the envelope, glanced at it, and looked at the gold and red badge that Ron had bought. He said with some envy, but he didn't know why he didn't get the position.
　　
　　He felt that his performance over the years should be fairly good.
　　
　　Maybe the potion class score is too bad? He thought so.
　　
　　 Only for this reason.
　　
　　 Snape's gloomy face and hatred in his bones almost appeared in his mind.
　　
　　 The teacher in the potion class loved to target him most, no, not just against it, it was torture.
　　
　　 But having said that, Ron is not much stronger than him?
　　
　　 Snape hated him, of course, he didn't have a good face for the people around him, or that he had a sense of hatred for the entire Gryffindor, and Ron was often implicated.
　　
　　And Hermione? Ron is a senior, she should be too?
　　
　　 Harry thought silently.
　　
　　 Her grades are impeccable, and he and Ron can easily deal with many headaches in Hermione's class.
　　
　　 He felt a hint of jealousy in his heart, but it quickly disappeared.
　　
　　 "Hi! Harry, Ron, oh, and Sirius?" A brisk female voice actively joined their conversation.
　　
　　 They turned their heads, saw a girl standing behind them, and photographed Harry's shoulder.
　　
The girl was Hermione. She was wearing a blue-and-white square-collar plaid shirt and a black polka-dot skirt today. The usual neutral and smart style was a little more concentrated, and it turned out to be a bit playful and casual. The style is casual and concise.
　　
　　 In a few days, everyone has to put on standard clothing, and she can enjoy the final freedom.
　　
　　 Her face also faded a little bit of astringency, that is more dignified for the eyes, maybe, when learning Occlusion, it helps to recognize yourself and mature.
　　
　　 She also grew taller, the only thing that hasn't changed is that there is still some messy, curly hair.
　　
　　 "It looks like everyone is here, how about a drink?" Sirius glanced at Hermione, nodded, and finally proposed.
　　
　　 "Of course, students should drink less, preferably not drinks." Black added.
　　
　　 Then a group of people began to go to the nearby bar.
　　
　　 The nearest bar is a broken cauldron bar. It is a bar that is not very tidy. It is small and small, with a mixture of fish and dragons. However, the wine sold is delicious, which is why many people are willing to stay here.
　　
　　The group of four pushed open the old wooden door and walked in.
　　
　　 There is no light here, it looks a little dark, and some are just dim candlelight.
　　
　　 The taste of alcohol was mixed with the body taste of the drinker. The waiter carried the plate and quickly shuttled between the tables. They found a table that was barely neat and sat down.
　　
　　 As before, they exchanged information about the holiday. After hearing Sirius' deterrent to the Vernons, Ron raised his glass of wine happily.
　　
　　 "This is really a celebration." He said happily and raised his glass
　　
　　 "...just... how is that mysterious person now?" After clinking glasses, Ron suddenly asked what he thought, and whispered.
　　
　　 "This is not something you should care about." Sirius frowned.
　　
　　 What happened last year impressed him so much that his godson was almost killed in the game of the Flame Cup.
　　
　　 "Everything is solved by an adult, this is not something you should worry about." He still subconsciously hopes that they can avoid these dangerous things.
　　
"Malfoy is so hateful! If it weren't for him, that person wouldn't be resurrected at all." Ron patted the dirty table in front of him with greasy hands, and then shook his hands in disgust. , Looks embarrassed.
　　
　　 "The whirlwind sweeps!" Hermione looked at Ron in disgust, gently raised her wrist, waved her wand, and helped him solve this trouble.
　　
　　 "I really doubt that you are a wizard." Hermione said regretfully.
　　
　　 "Oh, Harry, have you had a headache recently?" Hermione pretended to glance at Harry's scar at this time, and then asked naturally.
　　
　　 "Yes, how about the scar." Sirius remembered the pain of the scar not long ago, and hurriedly asked.
　　
　　Although he cared about Harry very much, he was not as meticulous as a woman.
　　
　　 "It's a little bit, and it has become more and more frequent recently." Harry touched his scar and recalled his dream at noon today.
　　
　　 "The principal is not wrong." Hermione thought.
　　
　　Hermione decided to go to school and talk to Harry about the seriousness of the matter. He and Voldemort could communicate with each other, and he must maintain a high degree of vigilance.
　　
　　 From the information Dumbledore revealed, it is very likely that he will not be in school for a long time.
　　
　　 And that position cannot be refused.
　　
　　 appeared to be sounding for the reasons given by the Ministry of Magic. For the sake of the safety of the entire wizarding society, he temporarily resigned, and after resolving, re-employed.
　　
　　This even successfully persuaded the vast majority of school managers.
　　
　　 Politics is an art of compromise. Even Dumbledore will be disturbed by the rules.
　　
　　 These are the messages that Dumbledore disclosed to Hermione in advance, and they will be realized after the beginning of the new semester.
　　
　　 "What will the future look like." Hermione thought slightly sadly, worried about the prospects that were not optimistic about the future.
　　
　　Cerebral closure surgery she tried to learn a little, and she only felt a little bit of the way, but at this level, how can she be a teacher of Harry?
　　
　　 Hermione's thoughts kept drifting away.
　　
　　 And Malfoy, where is he now? Are you still running?
　　
　　 Did he really turn to Voldemort?
　　
　　Why didn't Professor Dumbledore stop him then?
　　
　　 At that time, almost everyone in the auditorium panicked, and all their attention was turned to the hostage of Malfoy.
　　
　　 But why does this state of mind feel inexplicably familiar, as if it has been seen before?
　　
　　 Hermione didn't know why she felt this way.
　　
　　 While everyone focused on the hijackers and hostages, she looked at Dumbledore.
　　
　　 The hostages are held hostage, and the emotions of others can be worried and angry, but these emotions are almost invisible in Dumbledore's eyes.
　　
　　 Maybe he is to make others feel at ease.
　　
　　 But Hermione prefers to trust her judgment.
　　
　　The old man was very determined.
　　
　　 In his office that day, the ambiguous answer even more confused the truth.
　　
　　She didn't believe the principal would be so irresponsible. Free reader!