Vol 2 Chapter 1306:

"I'm sorry," Fanlin said to Furong apologizingly when he came to help Furong prepare dinner on a windy April afternoon: "I really didn't mean to let you bear this, but I have nothing to do, Harry Must stay here..."
　　 And Fleur just commanded some small knives to cut the steaks for Bill and Pull Ring. Since Bill was attacked by Greyback, she had to prepare raw meat for him.
　　 I have to admit that, compared to the first embrace of vampires, the werewolf now is more like a highly contagious infectious disease, a terrible disease that changes a person's life essence.
　　The knife was flying behind her to cut the meat, and it was obvious that Furong was a little uneasy.
　　 Because of Bill? Or because of Fanlin?
　　 Maybe they have both, but when she turned around, Furong surprised Fanlin a little. Her expression became so gentle somehow.
　　 "Fanlin, you are my friend, and we have experienced a lot together. You saved me and Gabriel, I won't remember."
　　 "I saved you?"
　　Fanlin’s question mark was all over his head, which surprised him a bit. Gabriel was okay to say, but Furong?
　　 When the Goblet of Fire?
　　 Furong's expression is a bit stiff, in her eyes, Fanlin has not changed at all, he is still a younger brother...
"Anyway," Furong said with a change of face, and pointed her wand at a pot of hot tea on the stove, "Mr. Olivier is going to Muriel's house tonight. Some things don't have to be so troublesome, spicy (that) fairy," Fanlin noticed that she frowned. "You can live downstairs, you, Ron and Dean can live in Ha (his) room"
"We don't mind sleeping in the living room," Fanlin knew that Griphook would feel awkward when sleeping on the sofa; this fairy really didn't have any eyesight. Maybe Fanlin could wait to leave Gringotts. Educate the pull ring well, but now the focus of their plan is to make the pull ring feel comfortable.
　　 "Don't worry about us." Fanlin continued to say, "We will leave your house soon, Ron and Hermione, we can't stay here for too long before she decides."
　　 "But, what do you mean?" Furong frowned and asked him. She directed the wand of the dish to stop in mid-air. "Of course you don't have to go, you are safe when you are hungry (here)! Besides, Harry hasn't woken up yet, he simply..."
　　 She looked a lot like Mrs. Weasley when she said this, but Mrs. Weasley also had the benefits of Mrs. Weasley, at least Mrs. Weasley really cared about them.
　　 "Harry will stay here, and I will find a way to wake Harry." Fanlin frowned when he said, "We will take the gripper when we leave."
　　 "What are you going to do? Just leave Harry here alone?"
　　 "There are you here, and Bill, I believe you." Fanlin said surely.
　　 Speaking of it, the Weasley family except for the Weasley twin brothers. The best relationship with Fanlin is Furong and Bill, especially Furong. After all, Fanlin has been in contact with Furong long enough, even longer than Bill and Furong.
　　 Booth Barton, plus a whole vacation, of course, and the little loli Fanlin has always wanted to recognize a younger sister.
　　 "But, can't you tell me what you are going to do, this is not Booth Barton, and those Death Eaters are not Booth Barton's bad boys."
　　 "This..." Fanlin was a little embarrassed. He didn't want to pull Furong in, especially now that something happened to Harry. Although there was no life-threatening thing, it was obviously only going to get more and more troublesome in the future.
　　 Fortunately, Luna and Dean came in, which made Fanlin breathe a sigh of relief, and they could divert their attention.
　　 However, Luna and Dean were very embarrassed, their hair was soaked in the rain, and their arms were covered with sawdust.
"...And little ears" Luna was saying, "it's kind of like a hippo, my dad said, only purple and hairy. If you want to call them, you can only hum to them; they prefer to waltz. Not too fast..."
　　 Dean shrugged uncomfortably as he passed Fanlin. He followed Luna into the hall that was used as both a dining room and a living room. Ron and Hermione were setting the table.
　　 Naturally, Fanlin seized this opportunity to avoid answering Furong's question, and picked up two pots of pumpkin juice to follow them.
"...If you come to my house, I'll show you that horn. Dad wrote to me and told me. I haven't seen it yet because the Death Eaters took me off the Hogwarts Express. I'm Christmas I didn't go home during the festival," Luna and Dean said as she sat by the fire.
　　 "Luna, we told you," Hermione said, "that horn is broken. It belongs to a poisonous horn beast, not a horned snorer."
　　 "No, he is definitely the horn of the horned snorer," Luna said solemnly. "My dad said that it can recombine now and they evolve by themselves."
　　 Hermione shook her head helplessly, and continued to place the knife and fork. At this moment, Bill came down the stairs with Mr. Olivid. The wand maker seemed to be leaning on Bill very weakly, and Bill carried a large suitcase behind him and supported him.
　　 "We will miss you, Mr. Olivier," Luna approached the old man.
　　 "I will miss you too, dear." Olivid patted her on the shoulder: "You gave me great comfort in that terrible place."
"Aurevoir (French), Mr. Olivier" Fleur kissed his cheeks: "What force drives you to send packages to Bill's aunt Muriel? I have never received such a beautiful headgear. ."
　　 "I'm honored to do this," Olivier bowed and said, "This is the smallest reward I can give to your warm hospitality."
　　 Furong pulled out an old velvet box and opened it to show him. The crown gleamed in the dim light.
　　 "Moonstone and diamonds," Griphook said. In fact, Fanlin didn't notice when he rubbed into the house. "It was made by a fairy, right?"
　　 "The goblin did it for the wizard." Bill said calmly, and the goblin glanced at him provocatively. When Bill and Olivid opened the door and walked into the night, a strong wind came in.
Such a trip is not pleasant. In fact, Ollivander’s body has improved, but he is still at a point where he is close to exhaustion, just like Nicole May who gave up the elixir, Ollivander has no How much time has passed.
　　 However, Fanlin didn't say anything. Instead of adding to his sadness, it would be better to let Ollivander leave easily.
　　 The rest of the people crowded aside, the Bill’s kitchen was too small, and there was almost no place to move their elbows, so they started eating.
　　 The fire crackling beside them.
　　 Fanlin noticed that Furong was fiddled with the food on the plate almost all the time; she glanced out the window every few minutes.
　　Bill only came back when they finished their first course. His long hair is dancing with the wind.
"Everything is going well," he and Fleur said. "Olivid has been set up. Mom and Dad greet you. Ginny asked me to take it. Fred and George made Muriel very annoyed. They are still there. Her secret room is doing an owl order business. The aunt is very happy that the crown is lost. She said she thought we stole it."
　　 "Ahhh, your aunt is really charming." Fleur said, so as to wave the magic wand to lift those on the plate into the air, she directed them to line up from the house.
　　 "My father also made a crown," Luna said, "Well, it's a corolla."
　　 Fanlin and Hermione looked at each other and laughed; Fanlin still remembered the ridiculous headgear she wore when they visited Shenon Ferrys.
　　 In fact, when viewed from a normal person's perspective, Fanlin really feels very sorry for Luna. This is because Shenon Ferrys has been fed crookedly.
　　 "Yes, he wants to make another Ravenclaw's corolla. He thinks he can recognize most of the parts now. And that stubby wings can really separate out..."
　　 The front door suddenly banged. Everyone turned their heads to look. Fleur ran out of the kitchen, looking terrified; Bill jumped up and pointed his wand at the door; so did Fanlin, Ron, and Hermione. Griphook slipped quietly under the table.
　　 "Who?" Bill called.
　　 "It's me, Remus John Lupin!" A voice sounded in the roaring wind. This surprised Fan Lin, is it really him?
　　 "I am a werewolf, the one who married Nifadora Tonks, you, the secret of Shell House, told me this address and said I can come in an emergency!"
　　 "It's Lupin." Bill muttered and ran to open the door. Lupin fell in. He was pale and wearing a traveling cloak. He looked intently at who was standing in front of him, and then shouted: "It's a boy! We'll name him Ted, Dora's father's nickname!"
　　 Hermione screamed, "Wh...? Tonks?... Tonks gave birth?"
　　 "Yes, yes, she gave birth!" Lupin shouted. Everyone at the table sighed with joy and relief; Hermione couldn't help screaming.
　　 "Congratulations!" Ron said, "Haha, boy!" As if he had never heard of such a thing before.
　　 "Yes-yeah-it's a boy," Lupin repeated, he was immersed in his immense happiness. He strode over to the table and hugged everyone; such a scene may never have happened in Grimmauld Place.
　　 "Harry, I want him to be my child's godfather, and you, Fanlin. I heard that you are here, so I can't wait to come."
　　 "Is this true?" Fanlin deliberately ignored Lupin's question, but there was still a moment of silence around him, "I mean, you really intend to let us be your child's godfather?"
　　 "Of course!" Lupin didn't notice the unnaturalness of others, and the whole person was immersed in great joy.
He...Remus Lupin...As a werewolf, how extravagant it is to have offspring, has never happened before, at least, for now, it has not been said that that woman would be willing to have a child for a wolf, after all, a werewolf It is common to be full of killings, and it is not certain that he will kill his spouse at any time.
　　 Werewolves have always been combined with werewolves, but that's a minority...
　　 But Lupin obviously did not forget, "Harry hasn't woken up yet, has he?"
　　 "It's like this..." Fanlin frowned, "We can't help him, at least for now, I believe Harry can wake up by himself."
　　 "Me too, Sirius is terribly worried." Lupin said, "Can I see Harry?"
　　 "No, it's better not to disturb him." Fanlin said, "Now Harry needs to rest, any external interference is not suitable, and, you know, Harry's power has been spreading..."
　　 "The situation is serious."
　　 "Don't worry." Fanlin shook his head, "I will fix this, but before that, I think we should celebrate Ted and forget those unhappy, Lupin, please trust me."
　　 "Of course..." Lupin nodded. Although he was still worried about Harry, Fanlin was right. They should believe Harry.
　　 This makes Fanlin a little unnatural, cheating Lupin?
　　 Harry is not life-threatening, but it is true that Fanlin is not sure what is going on with Harry, after all, Fanlin can't even check Harry's body.
　　 "I'm going to get some wine, we should celebrate!"
　　 Bill hurriedly fetched red wine, and Fleur was also persuading Lupin to join them for a drink.
　　 "I can't stay here for long, I have to go back," Lupin said, and everyone was beaming: he looked several years younger.
　　 "Thank you, thank you, Bill." Bill quickly filled everyone's goblets with wine, and they raised their glasses.
　　 "For Teddy Remus Lupin," Lupin said, "The birth of a great wizard!"
　　 "Who does he look like?" Fleur asked. "I feel like Dora, but she feels like me. She doesn't have much hair. It was black when she was born, but I bet it will turn light yellow in a few hours. Maybe it will become golden when I go back. Ann Domida said Tonks hair would change color from birth."
　　 Lupin drank it very boldly: "Come on, some more wine." He said beamingly, and Bill filled him up again.
　　 The sea breeze blew the small house, the fire in the house crackled, and Bill soon brought another bottle of wine. It seemed that Lupin’s news made everyone extremely excited and let them breathe a sigh of relief in this besieged situation.
　　The birth of a new life is always gratifying. Only Griphook was indifferent to the festive atmosphere, and after a while he slipped back to his bedroom where he was now alone.
　　 If Fanlin hadn't seen Bill also watching Griphook upstairs, he would have thought that only he had noticed.
　　 "No...no...I really have to go back," Lupin said at last, and he refused to have another drink. He walked over and pulled up his traveling cloak and draped it over him. "Goodbye, goodbye... I will try my best to bring you some photos these days... They would be very happy to know that I met you..."
　　 Lupin fastened her cloak and said goodbye to them. He hugged the girls and shook hands with the boys one by one. Then happily turned and stepped into the night.
　　 "I will relay the news to them."
　　 Lupin's words floated in the night, which made the people in the room feel a little melancholy.
　　"Godfather~EbookFREE.me~Fanlin!" When they walked back to the kitchen to clean up the table, Bill said, "What a great honor! Congratulations!"
When Fanlin put down the goblet in his hand, Bill closed the door and suddenly changed the eloquence of Lupin just now: "Fanlin, I want to say a few words to you in private. People who want to get rid of this full house also It's not that easy."
　　 Bill hesitated. "Fanlin, what are you planning with Griphook."
　　 Fanlin must have said that Bill said declarative sentences, not interrogative sentences. He just looked at him and waited for him to continue.
"I know fairies," Bill said. "I have worked in Gringotts since I left Hogwarts. There is still a friendship between wizards and fairies. I have some fairies friends...at least some good fairies." Bill began to hesitate again. "Fanlin, what do you want from Griphook? What did you promise to give him?"
　　 "I can't tell you," Harry said. "I'm sorry, Bill." The kitchen door opened behind them; Fleur planned to bring in more empty glasses.
　　 "Wait a minute," Bill said to her, "wait a minute." She stepped out and closed the door. "Then I have to tell you," Bill continued. "If you have a deal with Griphook, especially if it is related to property, you have to be extra careful. The goblin has a balance between ownership, payment, and return. We humans have completely different concepts."
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