Vol 2 Chapter 1130:

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"Huh, come alive." Hermione said ruddy.
"You didn't do much..." Ron whispered.
"what?"
"I mean, let's stay here all afternoon." Ron took a deep breath, and the smell of toffee in the air made everyone intoxicated.
"It doesn't seem that everyone has left. Hogsmeade is still a safer place." Fanlin said, this is the impact of Death Eaters. If it weren't for the proximity of Hogwarts, it would change. The next diagonal alley is the inevitable result.
"Perhaps we should notify Fred and George to come and order the joke shop."
"Oh, it's useless," Hermione shook her head. "If this were the case, Filch would definitely stand by the school gate every day, no matter what.
"But Dumbledore shouldn't object." Fanlin said, "but now, maybe we can leave first...oh no..."
"Harry, my child!" a rumbling voice came from behind them.
"Oh no," Harry murmured.
The four of them turned around and saw Professor Slughorn. He was wearing a huge fur cap and a matching fur coat. He was holding a large bag of pineapple preserves. One person occupied four of the house. One part of the space.
"Harry, Al, you two have missed my three dinners!" Slughorn poked Harry in the chest affectionately. "That's not good, my children, I made up my mind to invite you two! I heard that you and Miss Granger are friends, why don't you come together? Al? Miss Granger likes them ,is not it?"
"Ah... yeah, yeah," Hermione said helplessly, "They are really—"
"Oh, I just..." Fanlin looked at Slughorn with a headache. In fact, Slughorn is definitely the object of everyone's headaches now. "You know, I have a lot of work, and according to Nicholas Lemay’s instructions, I spend a lot of time practicing alchemy every day, and, professor, you know that Dumbledore..."
"Oh, well, learning is always the first priority, but work and rest are always required." Slughorn squinted.
"Then why don't you come together, Harry?" Slughorn asked.
"Well, I have Quidditch training, Professor." In fact, whenever Slughorn sent an invitation letter tied with a purple ribbon, Harry would arrange Quidditch training. This strategy saved him from having to leave Ron, and the two of them often imagined Hermione, McLagen, and Sabinee with big eyes together with Ginny, and then laughed.
"Well, I believe you will win the first game after training so hard!" Slughorn said. "But it's okay to have a little pastime. So, how about Monday night, you wouldn't want to train in this kind of weather anyway..."
"No, professor," Harry said reflexively, and Slughorn was taken aback.
"Harry and I have already-uh-made an appointment with Professor Dumbledore to meet that night." Fanlin said quickly, "Maybe Professor Dumbledore has something to explain, but anyway..."
"Unlucky!" Slughorn called out conspicuously. "Ah, okay...you two can't avoid me forever, Harry, Fanlin!" He waved his hand grandiosely, and walked out of the store swayingly, without looking at Ron, as if he was on display. Cockroach dumplings beside.
"I can't believe you escaped again," Hermione said, shaking her head. "They are not that bad...sometimes they are funny..."
However, Hermione obviously noticed Ron’s resentful eyes, and had to admit that Slughorn was still very strong in these areas. For example, for people who were irrelevant or unimportant in his eyes, Slughorn It can be completely ignored.
"Oh, look—there are luxury sugar quill pens—it can last for several hours!"
Harry was very happy to see Hermione switch the subject. He pretended to have a keen interest in the new super large sugar quill, but Ron was still unhappy. When Hermione asked him where he wanted to go next, he just shrugged. Shrugged.
"Let's go to the three broomsticks," Fanlin said, watching the roaring crowd, maybe something worse than Slughorn will pop out in the next second. The most important point is that it is very close to here. .
"It will be warm there." They wrapped their faces in scarves again and walked out of the candy store. Leaving the sweet warmth of the Honey Duke, the biting cold wind blew on their faces like a knife. There are not too many people on the street; no one is chatting, they just walk with their heads buried. There were two exceptions. Not far in front of them, two men stood at the door of the Three Broomsticks. One of them was tall and thin; staring squintingly at the rain-washed glass in his hand, Harry recognized him as the waiter at Hogsmeade’s other bar, the Pig’s Head.
As soon as the four people approached, the receptionist pulled the cloak around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man groping for something clumsily on the ground.
"Mondungus!" Fanlin asked tentatively, and this figure gave him a very familiar feeling.
This squatting man with tousled hair, he jumped up, an old-fashioned suitcase fell out, fell to the ground and opened, scattered out a whole set that looked like a thrift store s things.
"Oh, hello, Fanlin," Montongues Fletcher said in a less convincing relaxed tone.
"Well, I won't bother you anymore." He began to pick up the things on the ground and put them into the suitcase, looking like he was about to leave.
"What are you doing here? Dumbledore asked you to come over?" Fanlin asked, "Or the order of the Phoenix?"
"Ah, nothing, I just..."
"Are you selling these things?" Harry asked, watching Mondungus pick up the dirty-looking items from the ground.
"Oh, um, go for a meal," Mondungus said. "Give me that!" Ron just bent down and picked up a silverware.
"Wait," Ron said slowly. "This looks familiar—"
"Thank you!" Mondungus grabbed the goblet from Ron and stuffed it into the suitcase.
"Okay, goodbye everybody--oh!" Harry grabbed Mondungus by the throat and pushed him against the wall of the bar. He pressed him with one hand, and with the other hand pulled out the wand.
"Harry!" Hermione screamed. "You took it from Sirius's house," Harry said, and he and Mondungus were facing each other and smelled an uncomfortable smell of aged tobacco and alcohol. "There is also the coat of arms of the Black family on it."
"I—no—what—?" Mondungus said incoherently, his face gradually turning purple.
"Are you sure?" Fanlin said, he saw what Mondungus was holding. Obviously, Sirius had been away for too long, which made Mondungus...
"That was given to me by Black..." Montongues defended. Obviously, no one would believe what he said, "So... So, Harry, you can..."
"I think Sirius will definitely kill you when he comes back, Mondungus," Fanlin said, obviously not believing what Mondungus said.
"You thief!" Harry said, and the strength in his hands was a little bit stronger. Suddenly, Mondungus gave a violent push, and with a bang, Harry felt that his hand was free of Mondungus' throat. .
Mundungus grabbed the box on the ground, panting, and-with a snap-his apparition shifted.
Har was cursing in his loudest voice, and immediately rushed over to see where Mondungus had gone.
"Come back, you thief--!"
"It's useless, Harry." Tonks emerged from nowhere, her gray-brown hair drenched in rain. "Mundungus may have already arrived in London. It's useless to call."
"He stole something from Sirius! He stole it!"
"Yes, but," Tonks didn't seem to be anxious about the news at all, "Don't stay here, it's too cold."
She watched the four of them enter the door of three broomsticks. Harry yelled as soon as he entered the door, "He is stealing from Sirius!"
"I know, Harry, but please stop calling, everyone is watching," Hermione whispered.
"Go find a place and sit down. I'll buy some drinks." When Hermione came back with four glasses of Butterbeer, Harry was still aggrieved.
"Can't the Order of the Phoenix control Mondungus?" Harry whispered to them both violently. "Can't they even prevent him from stalking the sheep in the headquarters at the very least?"
"Shhh!" Hermione said desperately. She looked around to see if anyone heard it; a few wizards sitting nearby were staring at Harry with interest, while Shabini was lazily leaning on a not far away pillar.
"What happened, Tonks?" Fanlin said, looking at Tonks' tired face, "Why would Mondungus pick up things at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix?"
"That's why I came to you," Tonks said. "Actually, it's bad."
"What happened?" Harry asked quickly.
"Oh, this is just an accident, you know, Fanlin, we have been studying the vampire forbidden area."
"Dumbledore gave this job to you?"
"It's Sirius and vampires!" Tonks said, "As a result, our whereabouts were discovered. Before we could get closer, we were attacked by Death Eaters."
"Assault? How is this possible, they are not in France, staying with Nicole Mai..."
"Oh, yes, but Nicole May needs some organization. He wants to know... what is that in the vampire forbidden area, Fanlin?"
"A monster, it may be that Tom has gained power in him anyway." Fanlin said, "Harry, you should know what you felt the last time you connected with his thoughts..."
"That is the power of a vampire?"
"Yes, to be precise, that was terrible. We discovered this and have been trying to solve it."
"Let's not talk about it yet." Harry said. "How about Sirius, what happened to you?"
"He was injured, and he is now lying down at the Saint Mungo Hospital in France. Maybe Mondungus thought he would not survive, so that's why..." Tonks said hesitantly...
"Unable to live, what does this mean?" Harry said angrily. He hadn't received a letter from Sirius for a while, which in itself made him very uneasy.
"That's what he thought." Tonks said, "Sirius was hit by a spell while he was escaping, and he was out of the body."
"Apparition?" Fanlin said, "How could this happen?"
"We are not prepared." Tonks looked a little haggard. "Fortunately, Nicole May helped Sirius take the other half of his body back."
"How is he now?"
"No problem, it's just that he can't live without his bed in a short time. It's just that the traumatic wound is relatively large and it will take a while to heal." Tonks said.
"Not all members of the Order of the Phoenix know this?"
"So far, only you and me, Lupin and Mondungus."
"He? How did he know?" Harry said puzzledly, "He kind of..."
"You have to admit that Mondungus is still very good at mixing into the Dark Wizard team, isn't it?" Tonks said, "It's just that we don't know that there is a problem in that link."
"It must be Mondungus, that coward, maybe he already..."
"Don't say that, Harry." Fanlin frowned. "It takes an oath to join the Order of the Phoenix. We should trust..."
"What about Peter Pettigrew?" Harry said. "There was an example of this before."
"That's just..." Tonks opened his mouth and must admit that the example Harry was looking for was very vivid.
"Let's do this first, Tonks, are you here to inform me?" Fanlin asked.
"Oh, one more sentence," Tonks said, "Hidden in the corner of time... This is what Nicoléma asked me to tell you, what's the matter..."
"A corner hidden in time?" Fanlin was a little confused, "What does this mean?"
"I don't know. Maybe Nicole May wants to..." Hermione frowned. "Maybe it's something he wants to remind you of~EbookFREE.me~forgotten?" Fanlin shook his head. "But I don't remember that I forgot..."
"Perhaps you should take Neville's memory ball and use it." Ron touched his nose and said, "They are always like this. Why can't they tell you directly about what mystery or prophecy?"
"Who knows?" Fanlin rolled his eyes, "Hidden in a corner of time, what else did Nicolás say except this sentence."
"Nothing." Tonks shook his head. "That's all."
"So, Dumbledore has been with Nicolae May?" Harry asked.
"It should be like this," Tonks said. "Actually, I can hardly see Dumbledore."
"Oh, he is always very busy." Fanlin shook his head and said, "Anyway, thank you for being able to tell me, and help us convey our greetings to Sirius, and put him in the ward. Can’t drink, I think it’s enough to drive him crazy."
Fanlin shook his head, remembering how Sirius had been injured several times before, especially when no one was watching him, it definitely made him crazy.
Maybe I should go and see him?
But Harry can't take it there. After all, Harry is now a... an airdrop?
Anyway, a bunch of people’s eyes fell on Harry. If Harry disappeared from Hogwarts inexplicably, let alone the Death Eaters, just the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic would definitely take Hogwarts. Look up and find it again.
As far as Harry's current position is concerned, this is very easy to do.
Against Voldemort's biggest trump card, almost everyone now puts hope on Harry, even Dumbledore or Vahlin is Harry's side...
It seems that it's just like...
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