Vol 2 Chapter 1222:

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"So, Harry, all you need to do now is to give us some of your hair." Fanlin said, "We don't have much time to hesitate. The Death Eaters will soon notice the change here."
"Change, you mean, you were discovered?"
"There will always be a way." Fanlin frowned and said, "So..."
Harry hesitated, he looked up to see Hermione's eyes, and then immediately looked elsewhere.
"So, Harry... please give me some of your hair." Fanlin said solemnly.
Harry looked at Ron again, he was making a deliberate face at him.
Finally, Harry looked at Fanlin again. Fanlin did not change much, but it was inexplicable. This made Harry feel like he was facing a professor at Hogwarts. This was probably after Fanlin accepted his job in the Order of the Phoenix. Have to change?
"Hurry up!" Moody called impatiently.
Harry shivered, then under everyone's gaze, Harry reached over his head, grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it off.
"Great," Moody pulled out the cork from the bottle as he dragged his lame towards Harry. "Please put it in."
Harry threw his hair into the muddy liquid. As soon as the liquid touched his hair, a lot of bubbles and smoke began to emerge, and then it immediately turned into a clear and bright golden color.
"Oh, yours looks much better than Kara and Gore's, Harry." Fanlin said with a smile, "I seem to remember the gray color of the two of them. It's really very bad."
"Perhaps... the smell of carrots..." Ron hesitated, "By the way, Carat and Gore..."
"Well, stop your reminiscence," Moody patted Ron on the shoulder. "Now, fake Potters, please come here to line up." Moody said.
Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, and Fleur lined up in front of Aunt Penney's shimmering sink.
"There is still one person left." Sirius said.
"Let him go." Hagrid grabbed Mongertons by the neck and threw him to Fleur, and said gruffly.
Fleur wrinkled her nose and stood between Fred and George.
"I'm a fighter, I want to be a protector..." Mongertons said hurriedly, but soon he was stopped by an angry Moody.
"Shut up!" Moody yelled to him, "I have told you, spineless things, every Death Eater wants to catch Potter instead of killing him. Dumbledore always speaks of mysterious people. I want to kill Potter with my own hands. It is the people who protect Potter who need to worry about, and it is them that the Death Eaters want to kill."
Moody's words didn't seem to reassure Mongertons, but Fanlin had taken out six egg-cup cups from his cloak and filled it with soup.
"So, now..." Fanlin hesitated, and Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Fleur, and Mongertons all drank the soup.
As soon as they swallowed the decoction, they kept getting angry, their faces twisted in pain. Their bodies began to deform like a pile of hot wax; Hermione and Mongrtons were growing taller quickly, Ron, Fred, and George's bodies were constantly shrinking, and their hair was turning black; Hermione and Furong's hair seemed to be receding towards the scalp.
Moody looked indifferent, he just bent down and loosened the sack.
And when he stood up again, there were already six panting Harry Potter in front of him.
Fred and George looked at each other for a while, and said together "Wow! We look exactly the same!"
"But I think I'm still a little more handsome." Fred said looking down at himself in the reflection of the teapot.
"Bah," Furong saw her new look on the microwave door, "Bill, don't look at me, I'm too ugly."
"If you think the clothes are big, I have a smaller one here." Moody pointed to the first pocket. "There are also large ones. There are six pairs of glasses in the bag. Don't forget to put them on. After you get dressed, go there. Get the suitcase in your pocket."
The real Harry thought this was really the weirdest thing he had ever seen, even though he had seen a lot of weird things before, he watched six of them rummaged in the sacks, took out a set of clothes, and put on A pair of glasses, throw away their own things.
Hmm...blue underwear...that's the style of Furong, as for the pink...
"Perhaps I can help you adjust some potions, Hermione!" Fanlin said, and slipped Hermione's changed clothes into his pocket.
"what?"
"I mean……"
"you sure?"
Seeing Hermione holding a Harry's face but her face full of frost...
Well, Harry has a pretty good figure!
Furong screamed, after all, this was a brand new version that none of the women present had experienced.
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Harry saw a group of people...or rather, a group of themselves changing clothes unscrupulously in front of everyone. Worse, what the was wearing a bra?
"Hey, Bill, help me, this is too tight..."
"Or, you can..." Harry opened his mouth, and he wanted to ask the people in front of him to respect him a little bit.
But when Hermione put her pants down, I mean, Harry, who was transformed by Hermione, was almost unscrupulously covering it with Van Lin? After taking off her original pants, Harry completely gave up this idea.
Ok……
This is all self-made, maybe it can satisfy some people’s dreams, for example, going to the toilet upright like this...
"I knew that the tattoo Ginny said was fake!" Ron said, looking at his chest.
"What tattoo? There are tattoos?" Fleur's voice rang, and Harry saw Fleur put his hand into his clothes again, "Where?"
"I do not have……"
"Oh... Harry, your eyesight is terrible." Hermione said while wearing glasses, "I'm glad I don't use glasses for the first time."
"It's all an attempt," Fanlin said, "Actually, you still look pretty with glasses. Maybe next holiday..."
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After getting dressed, the fake Harrys put on rucksacks and owl cages. Each cage contained a fed owl that had just been taken out of the second bag.
"Very good," Moody said with satisfaction, seeing all seven of them dressed, glasses, and luggage. "I was grouped like this, Mondungus and I were in a group, riding a broom..."
"Why should I be with you?" the Harry closest to the door complained. "Because you are the person who needs monitoring the most!" Moody said mercilessly. Here, his magic eyes have never left Mondungus' body.
"Here, I have to remind you, Mr. Mondungus," Fanlin shook his head, "The contract between you and me..."
"What contract?" Hermione wondered.
"Quidditch World Cup!" Harry reacted first.
"It seems that you should fulfill a small promise, sorry, this is not a threat, because I can't trust you." Fanlin shook his head.
"If something goes wrong, I swear, you will regret it." Sirius said with a smile, "Then..."
"Arthur and Fred..." Moody said.
"I'm George," said the Harry Moody pointed at. "Don't you know if we become Harry?"
"Sorry, George..."
"Just kidding, I'm actually Fred..."
"Enough!" Moody screamed and interrupted him. "The other one... whether you are George or Fred... you are with Lupin. Miss Delacour..."
"I'm going to ride Yeqi with Furong," Bill said. "She doesn't like riding a broomstick."
Lotus walked to Bill and glanced at him with a bitter, submissive look. Harry sincerely hoped that that kind of look would never appear on his face again. It was terrible. With his face, Harry had never thought that he would have such an expression.
"As for the rest..." Fanlin frowned, "Hermione was with me, Qi Yeqi, and Ron..."
"Then you will be with me, Ron~" Tonks waved to him happily and accidentally overturned a potted plant. But Ron didn't look so happy.
Being protected by Tonks made Ron's wizardism somewhat unacceptable.
"Yes, then, Hagrid!" Fanlin looked at Hagrid.
"Ah, Harry, we are a group, right!" Hagrid was a little excited. "We rode motorcycles, Harry, broomsticks and night skies couldn't move me. But I was sitting in the car, the tonnage was too big, so I had to wrong you to sit in the car."
"It's great." Harry didn't respond from the bottom of his heart.
"We guess that Death Eaters think you can ride a broomstick." Moody seemed to see what Harry was thinking. "Snape has enough time to tell them everything about you, so if we really hit the food Dead boy, I bet they will choose the Potter on the broomstick."
"That's it, but to be on the safe side..." Fanlin said, looking at Sirius and Kingsley.
"Sirius is really eye-catching. As Harry's godfather, Sirius will definitely participate in the job transferred by Harry. With Sirius's character, he will definitely be recognized as the first choice for protecting Harry aims."
"and so……"
Fanlin glanced at the people around him, "Sirius is following me, and Kingsley, I think I need to trouble you to clear some obstacles to ensure that we can leave here smoothly."
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"Okay, I'll go over." Kingsley nodded, drew out his wand, opened the door and left Dursley's room first.
"But why don't you let Sirius follow me?" Harry asked, uneasy.
"That will make the goal very clear, kid!" Moody patted Harry on the shoulder, and then looked at Fanlin, "They are two together, I don’t think there will be any accidents unless they meet the master. ."
Fanlin frowned. In fact, he was reluctant to let Sirius follow. As Moody said, that would make the target bigger, which would make Hermione...
"It's okay, I don't think there is a problem." Hermione said first, looking at Fan Lin's frown, "Maybe we won't be stopped at all!"
"I hope so!" Fanlin nodded and attracted more Death Eaters to his place. There is no doubt that this will greatly increase the chances of others to escape, but if Voldemort does appear , These little tricks couldn't deceive him at all, which is why Fanlin has been reluctant to accept this plan.
If Voldemort participates in Harry's pursuit, relying on his telepathy, he can quickly locate Harry's position.
But everything has a silver lining, it would be better to say that Fanlin was holding a trace of luck.
Moody's was still the same, and he was not surprised at such a risky thing. He calmly put everyone's changed clothes into the package.
"We are waiting for Kingsley's signal." Fanlin said, and took out some gold coins to distribute to everyone's hands. "With this, we can achieve communication. If we encounter any trouble, we can't handle it by ourselves. Crush it."
"Da's gold coin?"
"I prefer to call it a badge." Fanlin said, putting a gold coin in Harry's hand. "Especially you, Harry, if you encounter any trouble, you must crush it, I or Xiao Sirius will definitely rush over, whether for you or for Hagrid, the sky is a dangerous place."
"To reiterate, it is not out of control. In any case, it is forbidden to use Apparition to reach the safe house, even if it is death!"
"No, I am different..."
"Everyone will do it, Harry!" Moody said.
As he said, an unusual light flashed across the night sky. It was a signal from Kingsley, and it seemed that he had already engaged the Death Eaters lying around.
"We are ready to go!" Moody said, "Kingsley will attract enough attention."
Harry quickly picked up his backpack, picked up the Firebolt and Hedwig's cage, and followed everyone to the dark backyard.
The broom was already eager to prepare to soar into the sky, and Furong also rode on Ye Qi with the help of Bill.
Hagrid put on his goggles and was standing next to the motorcycle.
"Is this still Sirius' motorcycle? Is it?" Harry glanced at Sirius with some nostalgia, and then at Hagrid.
"No, but they are very similar," Hagrid said cheerfully. "The last time you rode it~EbookFREE.me~ I could hold you in one hand, Harry!" Sitting in the car, ha Li couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed-because it made him a few feet shorter than everyone.
Ron saw Harry sitting in the cart like a child and couldn't help but giggle at him.
Harry piled his backpack and firebolt on his feet, and held Hedwig's cage between his knees in a very uncomfortable position.
"Arthur modified it a bit," Hagrid said seeing Harry clearly uncomfortable. Then he got on the motorcycle... it made it creak and sank a few feet down, "Now it has some new features, that's my idea."
He pointed his fat finger at a purple button next to the speedometer.
"Be careful, Hagrid," Mr. Weasley said, standing beside them with a broomstick. "That's not stable at work. Don't use it as a last resort."
"Okay," Moody said, "Everyone is ready. We must leave together at the same moment or the entire transfer plan will be ruined. Everyone nodded.
"Hold tight, Ron," Tonks said. Harry noticed Ron holding his hands on Tonks' waist, and then Ron cast a helpless and guilty look at Lupin.
Hagrid set the motorcycle on fire. It was roaring like a dragon, and the car body began to vibrate.
"Then, good luck everyone!" Fanlin yelled, "See you at the Burrow in an hour. I'll set off after three counts, one, two, three!"
There was a deafening roar from the motorcycle, and Harry felt the body tilt sharply.
He was soaring into the sky, his eyes were tears from the oncoming wind, and his hair was blowing back. The broom beside him also quickly lifted into the sky, and Ye Qi's tail swept over. His feet were squeezed into the carriage by Hedwig's cage and his backpack, and he was already a little sore and numb.