Vol 2 Chapter 1108:

In fact, the form of hesitation became severe, and the alchemy exchange meeting that Fanlin had planned to attend was abandoned because of Voldemort.
This is also related to the Ministry of Magic’s obstruction, everyone in the Burrow is under the Ministry of Magic’s highest protection regulations, no one is exception, especially Fanlin and Harry who have already fought Voldemort, naturally, After losing Dumbledore's willingness, they couldn't leave here easily, because it was a very dangerous thing.
However, when the results of the ordinary wizard rank examination came out the next day, He was a little excited.
Originally, this had nothing to do with Fanlin and Hermione, but Dumbledore’s methods must always be believed. The Ministry of Magic intends to give Fanlin and Hermione a separate ordinary wizard rank exam, and the time is just in the beginning of school. For a week, the two of them chose their own time and subjects, anyway, it was Hogwarts' own professors.
This made Hermione a little too excited, but for Fanlin, it was a bit...well, surprise...
Ministry of Magic exam?
Fanlin didn't think this was important, but in Hogwarts's perception, there seemed to be nothing more critical than this.
Naturally, the two people were caught in a new round of review. Of course, for Fanlin, the difference was not too big.
Practicing magic spells, and then playing with his potions and alchemy in the Burrow's warehouse, this is something that he has been doing all the time, but Nicolás is very strict.
In addition, Fanlin had to take out the magic pattern book that had not been taken out for a long time, which should be regarded as the biggest change.
The rest of the time was very fulfilling. Fanlin spent most of the rest of the day in the Quidditch match between two teams.
In the evening, he ate three portions of the food that Mrs. Weasley placed in front of him, plus teasing and teasing Hermione, which was called individual counseling.
Well, strictly speaking, this is a good job.
Of course, if it weren't for the missing reports and strange accidents posted every day, this summer vacation would really be a happy and peaceful summer vacation.
Sometimes Bill and Mr. Weasley brought new news home before they even published the newspaper.
The only thing that upset Mrs. Weasley was that Harry's sixteenth birthday celebration party was disturbed by the terrible news brought by Remus Lupin.
Lupin looked haggard and gloomy that day, with a lot of white silk in his brown head, and his clothes looked worn out than ever.
"There have been two or three dementia attacks," Lupin announced with a grimace when Mrs. Weasley handed Harry a large birthday cake. "And they also found the body of Yigo Karkaroff in a hut in the northern area. The Dark Mark was placed on the hut—well, frankly, I told him that he was abandoning the team of Death Eaters. I was surprised that I could live a year later; I remember Sirius’ brother Regulus only lived a few days."
"Yes, all right," Mrs. Weasley said, frowning, "maybe we should discuss something else—"
"Have you heard about Florin Fortescu, Remus?" Bill said, he was being molested by Fleur with wine. "That open-"
"—The cold drink shop in Diagon Alley?" Harry interrupted nervously, feeling empty in his stomach. "He used to let me taste ice cream for free. What happened to him?"
"I was dragged away, from the look of his shop."
"Why?" Ron asked, and Mrs. Weasley stared at Bill sternly.
"Who knows? He must have interfered with them. Florin is a good man."
"Speaking of Diagon Alley," Mr. Weasley said, "it seems like Ollivander is gone."
"The one who makes the wand?" Ginny asked in shock. "It's him. The shop is empty. There are no signs of struggle. No one knows if he left by himself or was kidnapped."
"But wands—how do people buy wands?"
"They can buy it in other stores," Lupin said. "But Ollivander is the best. If they get him over there, it won't be good news for us."
"No, it's not the most important thing." Fanlin said, "Does Dumbledore know about this? I mean Ollivander is missing."
"Uh, I seem to know... Is there anything wrong?"
"Of course." Fanlin said, "Voldemort is working to solve the problem of the connection between his wand and Harry's wand. We all know that their wands are twin wands, but changing their wands is very important for Voldemort. It is undoubtedly a loss of strength."
"Ollivander will help him solve it?" Lupin asked with a frown. He had seen the power of Voldemort, naturally...
"I don't know." Fanlin hesitated. He thought of something Voldemort might know, but in fact, that was in the future, but now, no one can guarantee that Ollivander will use the old wand. The story told Voldemort, and Voldemort himself was communicating the power of the old wand maker...
"I'll tell Dumbledore." Lupin nodded and said.
"Well, today is Harry's birthday, can't we talk about some pleasant topics?" Mrs. Weasley interrupted somewhat dissatisfied, "This is a matter for the Order of the Phoenix, we can put it in the meeting. ..."
"Oh, I don't mind." Harry quickly expressed his attitude, but it didn't do anything other than a blank eye for him...
"Okay, we can say something else." Fanlin said, looking at Hermione, and then at everyone's serious faces.
"Where is Tonks?" Ginny said, "Why is she..."
Speaking of Tonks, Fleur's face did not change. Bill was a little unnatural. Obviously, he knew Mrs. Weasley's plan, but in fact, no one could escape Fleur's charm, especially those who had fallen into it.
However, Lupin’s face is a bit unnatural when it comes to Tonks. Perhaps this little girl has caused Lupin a lot of trouble...
In this way, after spending this gloomy birthday tea party, the next day they received a letter from Hogwarts and a list of textbooks. Of course, there were some appointments and entrustments. Fanlin naturally re-elected, although this did not What egg use.
However, Harry got a surprise: he was chosen as the captain of the Quidditch team.
"Wow, I still remember Charlie wearing this," Ron checked the badge happily. "Harry, it's so cool, you are my captain-if you let me stay in the team, haha..."
"Well, now that you have received these, I don't think the time to go to Diagon Alley can be delayed any longer," Mrs. Weasley sighed while looking at Ron's textbook list. "We will be there on Saturday, as long as your father doesn't have to go to work that day. I wouldn't go without him."
"Mom, do you really think that mysterious people will hide behind the shelves of Lihen Bookstore?" Ron said with a smirk.
"Did the Fortescu and Ollivander go on vacation, huh?" Mrs. Weasley was immediately furious. "If you think the safety issue seems ridiculous, just stay home and I will buy your things myself—"
"No, I'm going, I'm going to visit Fred and George's shop!" Ron said hastily.
"Then you just wake up, young man, don't let me think that you are too naive and decide not to let you go with us!"
Mrs. Weasley said angrily, grabbing her clock—nine hands still pointing to
Life Danger
—and placing it firmly on a pile of freshly washed towels. "Otherwise I won't let you go back to Hogwarts!"
Obviously, Ron's words hit Mrs. Weasley's sensitive spots. At this juncture, any words about Death Eaters or Voldemort will undoubtedly cause Mrs. Weasley's neurotic allergy symptoms.
The pressure just suffocated Mrs. Weasley.
Ron looked a little aggrieved and turned to stare at Harry in disbelief. His mother lifted the laundry basket with the shaking clock and walked out of the room angrily.
"My goodness... I can't even make a joke here..."
Fortunately, Ron did not rashly mention Voldemort in the remaining days. After all, Mrs. Weasley's anger Ron was still in awe.
It also made everyone's life a lot calmer, and Mrs. Weasley did not get over it before dawn on Saturday, but she still looked nervous at the table. Fortunately, everyone can go out, and Bill will stay at home with Furong.
At the dinner table in the morning, Bill handed Harry a full purse.
"Where is mine?" Ron asked immediately, eyes wide.
"That was Harry's, fool," Bill said. "I took it for you from your vault, Harry, because now it will take at least five hours to get their gold. The goblins have greatly strengthened their security. Algi Filpert just two days ago He was stabbed by an upright probe... well, trust me, this is the easier way."
"Thank you, Bill," Harry put the gold in his pocket.
"He was always so considerate," Fleur said while scraping Bill's nose lightly and grunting from her throat in admiration.
For a while Ginny pretended to vomit behind Furong. Harry was choked on the corn flakes, and Ron patted him the back.
The sour smell of love makes them feel uncomfortable. They usually eat dog food full of dog food. But when they come here, they have to show their faces?
Fanlin didn't feel much, but for Harry and Ron, it was a naked injury. After all, the two of them had imagined Fleur a few years ago...
However, the weather on the day of going out was terrible, and the sky was covered with dark clouds, which seemed very gloomy.
When they put on their cloaks and appeared outside the house, a Ministry of Magic sedan that Harry had once sat in was already waiting in the front yard.
"It's great that Dad can borrow these again," Ron said gratefully. He stretched out a lot as the car was driving smoothly out of the Burrow, and Bill and Fleur waved to them from the kitchen window. .
Ron, Harry, Varyn, Hermione and Ginny were sitting in the spacious and comfortable back seats.
"Don't get addicted to sitting, it's all because Harry is here," Mr. Weasley said, turning his head. He and Mrs. Weasley sat in the front row with the driver in the ministry; the front passenger seat stretched out empathetically into a two-seater sand. "He was given the highest level of security protection. We have to meet another group of guards at the Broken Cauldron Bar."
Harry didn't say anything; in fact, he didn't like buying things with a large group of Aurors, but it was also impossible. They had to cooperate.
However, he still had an invisible cloak in his backpack. He thought that if it worked for Dumbledore, it should also apply to the people at the Ministry of Magic. Even though he thought of this now, Harry was not sure that the people at the Ministry knew it. I don't know he has such a cloak.
Just when Harry was considering whether to use the invisibility cloak to escape, they had already arrived at their destination.
"You are here." As if only a moment later, the driver spoke for the first time. He reduced it on Charing Cross and parked the car outside the Broken Cauldron Bar. "I'm waiting for you at the door, can you tell me how long you will stay?"
"Two or three hours, I guess," Mr. Weasley said.
"Ah, okay, he is here!" Harry imitated Mr. Weasley and looked out the window; his heart jumped.
There was no Auror waiting outside the hotel, only a huge figure with a black beard. That was Ruber Hagrid, the guard of the Hogwarts hunting ground. He was wearing a fur coat and looked at Ha happily. Lee, didn't care about the horrified faces of Muggle pedestrians.
"Harry!" he said gruffly, and Harry was hugged by him with strength that could crush bones as soon as he got out of the car. "happy to see you."
"I'm very happy," Harry grinned, rubbing his ribs.
"Ah, and you!" Hagrid didn't care and hugged everyone one by one.
"We didn't know that the'guard' meant you!"
"I know, it's just like before, right? The Ministry wanted to send a group of Aurors, but Dumbledore said that I'll do it," Hagrid proudly pushed his chest out and put his thumb in his pocket.
The Muggles around are obviously attracted by Hagrid. After all, it's amazing that a guy who is almost 1.5 times taller stands on the street ~EbookFREE.me~.
"Then let's go in—we follow you, Molly, Arthur—"
The cauldron bar was empty, for the first time in Harry's memory. Only the boss Tom was left in the crowds of the past. His face was withered and his teeth were almost lost.
When they came in, Tom raised his head hopefully, but before he could speak, Hagrid said solemnly, "I was just passing by today, Tom, you must know. Hogwarts affairs."
Tom nodded somewhat depressed and wiped the glass again.
For Old Tom, unlike when he came before, he has obviously been unemployed for a long time now. Just a few weeks before he came here from Fanlin, the number of people here was not so scarce, and everyone was afraid to hide.
"It's bad, isn't it."
"One thing, but it's not surprising." Fanlin said, answering Hagrid's words, "However, this will not last long."
"Oh, I always think so, but before that, Tom may feel a little unhappy." Hagrid said in a huff, obviously he also wants to stop here and have a beer like before. .
"Let's go over, the look of Diagon Alley..."
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