Vol 2 Chapter 1107:

"What do you think?"
"What do you think?" Fanlin put his head on Hermione's shoulder somewhat rascal, and looked at Hermione's cheek sideways.
"Don't pretend to be stupid!" Hermione blushed, and she could clearly feel the heat exhaling from Fanlin's mouth, which made the girl feel a little uncomfortable.
"Quickly, don't pretend to be stupid." Hermione pressed her shoulder irritably, but the girl still underestimated the shamelessness of Fanlin. Fanlin remained unmoved and even pecked Hermione on the face For a moment.
This caused a wailing of dissatisfaction. It can be said that it fed a group of people around...
"Oh, my god, you two are too much..." Harry said with a bit of irritation, while Ginny blushed and looked at Hermione, then looked at other places.
"Don't want to get in there." Hermione said angrily. "Sit up and keep your attitude right."
"Oh, yes, of course, with a correct attitude." Fanlin sat up obediently, staring at the place where he kissed with a serious face.
Well, Hermione’s skin is getting better...
"answer my question."
"Question, what's the problem?" Fanlin was a little dazed. He didn't put his mind on their previous discussion at all, but kept on Hermione. Obviously, talking about Fleur or Bill...
"Oh, by the way, forgot to tell you Harry, I wanted to say it yesterday."
"What?" Harry looked at Fanlin dumbly.
"Furong lives here, and she is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix." Fanlin said.
"I know the front, but the back..."
"You never told me... I mean, we!" Hermione said in surprise.
"Oh, in fact, I thought you knew..." Fanlin scratched his hair. In a few seconds, his head became more like a chicken coop.
"I mean, I was also surprised, but this was what Bill told me. You know, I have been paying attention to the excavation of the ruins we visited before, and Fleur has been with Bill, and both of them will get married. So, it should be quite natural for Furong to join the Order of the Phoenix."
"But, how could she..." Harry was speechless, "I mean, how could she think of this."
"It's not difficult to understand, because Bill, or, as a contestant in the Three Witch Fighting Contest, Furong has never lacked courage, but sometimes hates it, but in fact..."
"What's the fact?" Hermione said dangerously.
"I mean, in fact, that's the case. I don't know anymore. After all, Bill is the one who has a good relationship with her." Fanlin turned around and then carried Bill out.
"Oh, yes, of course, they are going to get married." Ginny said angrily.
"Ah, yeah, it is what I said less, she has grown up, so it is not a strange thing to join the Order of the Phoenix, after all, everyone is doing this kind of thing."
"But this still can't change anything." Ginny frowned and said, "I still like Tonks."
"Oh, okay, but Bill doesn't like it..." Fanlin said helplessly. Perhaps Furong's arrival has put too much pressure on the girls around him. After all, Furong is sometimes too eye-catching. , It's shining silver everywhere...
"But..." Ginny was a little frustrated, but they really couldn't change anything.
"Well, I bet that my mother will find a way to reverse this situation..." Ginny said vowedly, but Fanlin didn't have any hope for Ginny's ideas.
Just kidding, just look at Bill's attire to know Bill's character, unless Mrs. Weasley and Bill sever the relationship between mother and child...
However, the success rate of death is higher.
However, before Ginny made any remarks about what Mrs. Weasley could do, the door was opened again, and Mrs. Weasley suddenly stuck her head in.
"Ginny," she whispered, "go downstairs and help me prepare lunch."
"But I'm talking to everyone!" Ginny seemed to be offended. Maybe it was because her mother was heard talking about her behind the scenes. Anyway, it made Ginny feel a little uncomfortable.
"Now!" Mrs. Weasley left a word and left.
"She just wants me to go down, so that she doesn't have to face the'pussy' alone!" Ginny said grumpily.
Following the example of Lotus, she shook her long red hair, and then walked out of the room with her hands high and head high, like a Lei dancer.
"You better come down quickly," she said as she left. Harry took advantage of this short period of silence to eat more breakfast. Fortunately, there was Fan Lin's share.
Hermione squinted at George and Fred's box, and occasionally glanced at Fanlin who was eating hard from the side.
Ron was eating Harry's toast, his eyes still staring at the door dreamily.
"What is this?" Hermione asked at last, holding something similar to a small telescope in her hand.
"I don't know," Ron said, "but if Fred and George stayed, then it means that they are not ready to be sold in the joke shop, so be careful."
"Listen to your mom telling the joke that the shop is doing well," Harry said.
"She said that George and Fred started business very well. "That's a discounted statement," Ron said. "They are now collecting a lot of money! I can't wait to check out their shop. We haven't gone to Diagon Alley recently, because my mother said that Dad must also go, so that it can be safer, but Dad has been busy with work recently, but I heard it was great. "
"How is Percy?" Fanlin asked suddenly. It was only three days since he came to the Burrow. Before that, Fanlin was running back and forth with Dumbledore. Of course, there was also the Order of the Phoenix. After taking Harry over, Fanlin had some other plans, which was really busy.
However, living in the Burrow, Fanlin thought of this pivotal figure for the first time. Percy was the third son of the family. Before that, he had already had problems with Voldemort’s return. The family fell out.
It must be admitted that Percy is very capable in some aspects, and is meticulous and conforms to the rules, just like Mr. Batty Crouch on the surface, but it also hurt Percy.
The desire for power made him believe in the Ministry of Magic. However, when Voldemort returned, Fudge became a lie, which also made Percy...
"Did he talk to your parents now?"
"No," Ron said.
"But he should know now that your father said that Voldemort’s return was correct from beginning to end—" Harry received a little incomprehensibly. For Percy, Harry still has good senses. The experience of the Ministry of Magic, as the prefect of Hogwarts and the chairman of the student council, Percy is still very good, but Percy, like most people, was blinded by the Ministry of Magic.
"Dumbledore said it's far easier for people to forgive others for their mistakes than to admit that they are right," Hermione said. "This is what I heard him tell your mother, Ron."
"As soon as I heard it, I knew it was the kind of mysterious words Dumbledore used to say," Ron said and nodded. Obviously, this fits Dumbledore's positioning.
"Oh, yes, he will give me a separate lesson this semester," Harry said easily. "Fanlin, do you know what he wants to teach me?"
Ron choked on the piece of toast, and Hermione took a deep breath.
"You didn't say anything before!" Ron said.
"I just remembered it just now," Harry said sincerely. "He told me last night."
"Oh, yes, I can testify." Fanlin nodded, "Isn't that good?"
"Oh...Dumbledore's separate class!" Ron said, very excited. "I'm thinking why he wants...?" His voice gradually became quieter.
Harry saw Ron and Hermione exchange glances. Harry put down his knife and fork, his heartbeat quickened, and he wondered if he should do something other than sitting on the bed.
Dumbledore said to do this... why not take advantage of it now? His eyes were fixed on the fork. It was shining in the sunlight shining on his thighs. Suddenly, Harry remembered what he thought when he went to Slughorn's house last night. Is Dumbledore wanting him to fight?
Thinking of this, Harry felt a little excited. Obviously, he fits the requirements now, and according to the prediction... Harry stared at Ron and said, "I don't know why he wants to teach me, but I think it must be Because of that prophecy."
Ron and Hermione were silent. Harry thought they were all frozen to ice. He continued to say to his fork, "You know, it's the one they tried to steal from the ministry."
"But no one knows what the Prophecy Ball said," Hermione said quickly. "It broke."
"Although the Daily Prophet said--" Ron began to speak.
"The Daily Prophet is right," Harry said, trying very hard to get himself to see them: Hermione looked surprised, and Ron was shocked. "The broken prophecy ball is not the only record of prophecy. I heard the complete prophecy in Dumbledore's office. The prophecy was made for him, so he can tell me. The prophecy said," Harry took a deep breath. With a sigh of relief, "It seems that I am the one who must end Voldemort... At least, it says that two people can't live, only one can survive."
All of them looked at each other silently.
"This is not something that was clear from the beginning, but everyone didn't dare to admit it until I heard it with my own ears." Fanlin paused, then took a big sip of milk, "Think about it, if it's not like this, then why Voldemort had always wanted to kill Harry. He had heard the prophecy a long time ago, but only half of it."
"Half, what does this mean?"
"Oh, Voldemort chose his opponent. Although this is a bit unfortunate for Harry, in fact, I don't think Voldemort has chosen his opponent right. At least for now, Harry, you still treat yourself Have confidence."
"Oh, yes." Harry nodded. "I think that's why Dumbledore wants to teach me. I need to get stronger quickly."
"Positive solution..." Fanlin nodded, "First, there is confrontation between you and Tom, but in fact, you are still lacking. The same is true for me. Our ability is not enough to confront Voldemort positively. In the end, you always have to face it yourself, as Dumbledore said, is this a choice of fate? Anyway, I think we can..."
Before Fanlin's words were finished, Hermione disappeared into a puff of black smoke with a loud bang.
"Hermione!" Harry and Ron yelled; the breakfast plate crashed onto the floor. Hermione coughed and appeared out of the smoke, holding the telescope in her hand, one eye turned bright purple and black.
"I just squeezed it, and it—it hit me!" she gasped. Obviously, they saw a small fist attached to a long spring sticking out from the back of the telescope.
"Don't worry," Fanlin obviously couldn't help but smile. Although there was still some distress, it was on Hermione's body...
"I think Mrs. Weasley can help you, my idiot..." Fan Lin's voice was a little weird, which made Hermione glared at him, but immediately, the wound made Hermione look hideous... …
"Oh, it's all my fault." Fanlin said, with a little magic wand, and Hermione's eyes were refreshed by the soft blue light.
"Oh, okay, don't worry about that!" Hermione said irritably, "I still have some things."
"Oh, of course, I mean, you continue..." Harry tried not to laugh, and Fanlin focused on Hermione's new eyeshadow.
"We're guessing, after returning from the Ministry... I mean, Voldemort appeared and attacked you and Fanlin. Obviously, the result...oh Harry..." Hermione was a little frustrated, she didn't know how to express it. This makes the girl a little irritable, or because of the fool?
"I mean..." Hermione took a deep breath. "I mean, are you scared?"
"I'm not so scared now~EbookFREE.me~ Harry said. "When I heard it for the first time, I did...but now, it seems that I always know that I will eventually face him. ..."
"When we heard that Dumbledore was going to pick you up in person, we thought he might have something to tell you, or something to tell you about the prophecy," Ron said eagerly. "Look. We came to guess a few points right, didn’t they? If he thinks you will definitely lose, he won’t teach you alone, and he won’t waste his time-he must think you have a chance!"
"It's true," Hermione said. "I was thinking what he would teach you, Harry? The real high-level defensive magic, maybe... a powerful cracking spell... an anti-evil spell... uh... usually evasive magic," Hermione Sum up. "Well, at least you know that you are going to take a course this year, one more course than we have."
"This is great, but I don't intend to end D.A's activities." Fanlin said, "Before that, Harry, I have to confirm with you whether you have time."
"Oh, of course." Harry said. "It's pretty good. I think I can teach everyone what Dumbledore taught me."
"This is good."
"But, are you sure you don't participate?" Harry asked.
"Of course to participate, but, I think, there may not be many opportunities. After all, the effect of tutoring by one person is the best, but I think Dumbledore may call me over to train with you, but before that, I have to solve one thing. thing."
"Dear Classmate Hermione, I wonder, should you ask Mrs. Weasley to deal with you..."
"Oh, yes." Hermione snorted, "I'm waiting for you downstairs!"
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