Vol 2 Chapter 526: Celebrities of the Daily Prophet

Would Ron be more surprised if he let Ron know that Fanlin would exchange students from the two schools directly after going out?
The Three Witch Fighting Competition, thinking about it, is really an exciting event, but...
"Sorry, Ron, but I still want to ask, you really surpassed Harry?...I...I mean, replaced Harry in the last place?"
Perhaps this matter can rise to a terrible level in Gryffindor.
Fred and George absolutely knew about this, and it would be unforgettable for Ron.
However, the price of this was Ron's ugly face, and he was almost leaving here.
Fanlin would be happy, but please take Harry away with Hermione...
It seemed impossible, Hermione would not give Fanlin the opportunity to leave her alone.
"What are you holding in your hand?" Fanlin asked, and he pointed to the book in Hermione's hand.
"I'm about to tell you about this," Hermione said, and she did it right on the chair.
"Sirius sent us all our books this semester, and he also asked me to warn you, the reporter from the Daily Prophet, and that Rita, they are all looking for you crazy now."
"Find me?"
Fanlin was taken aback for a moment.
"Of course it was for what happened last night. The power you showed is so powerful, combined with your identity..."
"This is really too bad." Fanlin said.
"It's more than that, maybe it will get worse in a while, and now I should be thankful that they didn't take your face."
"This is indeed a thankful thing." Fanlin nodded, "What else is bad?"
"That's not true, but the Ministry of Magic will award you a first-class Merlin Medal, but I think you should be aware of this matter."
Hermione spoke quickly, and within a short while, Hermione narrated the changes in the seven hours since Fanlin fell asleep from beginning to end.
It's never been so bad. When I was in the second grade, I even tried to imitate Gildro Lockhart to make money. I must have gone crazy.
Generally speaking, these news are not very good for Fanlin, and this has pushed him to the forefront of the storm.
This is too much trouble.
Having saved one hundred thousand wizards, such an exaggerated description is convinced, which shows how deep the impression those Death Eaters left on the British magical world.
"...There is also the International League Against Dark Wizards. These letters have been sent to Dumbledore. If you want to read them, you can ask Hedwig to pick them up. Harry's Owl hasn't been active for a long time.
Hermione finished speaking in one breath. She felt that she needed a large glass of water to treat herself. It would be perfect if it was cold.
"No... let's stay where Dumbledore is. These things are too troublesome. If possible, I would rather the person last night was an Auror."
"They were all entangled, Scrimgeour went back and taught these men severely." Harry said.
"Sirius and Mr. Weasley are back?" Fanlin asked.
"Well, I've been back, but after less than five minutes of sitting, they went out again to deal with your affairs, those from the Ministry of Magic," Harry said.
This makes Fanlin feel sorry, but if he is really allowed to go to the Ministry of Magic...
At least he doesn't want to go now, but with the Merlin Medal, it would be even more perfect if it could be transported by an owl.
"So, until the beginning of school, we can only stay here?"
"Yes!" Hermione nodded.
"Can't even go to Diagon Alley?"
"Yes!"
The succinct and clear answer was replaced by Fanlin's rare freedom.
The Weasley’s house is not as fun as Diagon Alley, and it also has its own factory. He has not visited it personally. It is completely handled by Professor Lupin. Fanlin feels a little sorry for Professor Lupin.
"There's one more thing," Harry said suddenly, "I haven't said anything until you wake up."
"what's up?"
Everyone looked at Harry curiously. Harry stayed with them from beginning to end. If you don't count the toilet, there is nothing unusual about Harry.
Just last night, my scar has been painful, and after returning to the tent to rest, I had a nightmare, and the scar hurts worse.
This is not difficult to understand. The action last night failed, and Voldemort's mood was naturally...
"What did you see last night, Harry?" Fanlin asked.
"He was angry and furious, but he didn't kill anyone." Harry said. "He has never been so angry, I can feel it."
"But, he...he didn't show up there yesterday," Ron said. "Where are the only vampires and... and..."
"With Death Eaters." Hermione said, "Maybe he is hiding in that Death Eater. Think of Quirrell. He is not just an example. Maybe he hid behind that person's head and turned out. His mark."
Ron shivered slightly, this thought.
"but……"
"Okay, Harry, don't think too much..." Fanlin said quickly, this is not a good topic.
"You should be clear, that black magic, this makes you have some connection with him, and it is not terrible, he failed, this is a good thing, or it is some bad influence of this magic , In general, yesterday has passed, right?"
"Well, stop talking about these things," Ron said. "We can change something else."
"What time is it now?" Fanlin asked.
"Two o'clock in the afternoon," Ron quickly replied, "You can have dinner. Before that, you can use some bread, but you should not be able to exercise vigorously."
Fanlin nodded with a wry smile, Ron's analysis really hit the nail on the head.
"So..." Ron thought...
"Come to the orchard and play a game of Quidditch, Harry," Ron shouted, "Come on-three on three, Bill, Charlie and Fred. George play together..."
"Ron," Hermione said in a "you are not sensible" tone, "Harry doesn't want to play Quidditch right now... he's worried, and he's tired..."
"Tired? We just woke up, and maybe Harry wants to try those superb moves, those from the World Cup last night..."
"Yes, I want to play Quidditch." Harry said suddenly. "Wait a minute, I'll get my rocket crossbow."
Hermione left the room, saying something vaguely along the way, as if saying something like "boys".
For the next week, Mr. Weasley and Percy were not at home. Every day they leave before the whole family gets up and come back after dinner.
"This is obviously a riot," Percy said solemnly to them on the Sunday night before they returned to Hogwarts: "I have tried to calm down, and people will continue to send ranting bullets. Of course, if If you don’t open it directly, it will explode, and burn marks are everywhere on my desk. My best quill has become ashes."
"Why do they send snarling bombs?" Ginny asked, as she was walking on the carpet in front of the fire in the room and pasting her book "A Thousand Magical Herbs and Fungi" with spell glue.
"They were dissatisfied with the safety measures for the World Cup and complained," Percy replied. "They demanded compensation for their damaged property. Mandantas. Freys requested a set of twelve bedrooms. , Bring Sweet’s tent. But I have gotten his actual situation. I know, in fact, he was sleeping under a cloak supported by a stick."
Mr. Weasley looked at the grandfather clock in the corner. Harry likes this clock. Although it is useless if you want to know the time from it, it is very valuable. It has nine gold hands, each with the name of a person in the Weasley family. There are no numbers on the face of the clock, showing where every family member may be. There is "home", "school"
And "work", but there are also "missing", "hospital", "jail" and in the place where the ordinary clock number 12 should be, there are the words "fatal danger".
This is a clever blood magic. The Weasley family's past is not as simple as it seems, but Mr. Weasley prefers to be close to Muggle life.
It can be seen from the full-length mirror that only high-class nobles can use. Weasley's family has many valuable things, but Mr. Weasley is more willing to keep it rather than exchange it for a better life.
There are eight clocks pointing right at "home", but the longest hand, representing Mr. Weasley, also points at "work."
It seemed that Mr. Weasley was really busy to explode, which made Mrs. Weasley's mood not very good. .
Mrs. Weasley sighed: "Since the incident with that person, your father has to be in the office on weekends," she said, "They made him work too much. If he doesn't come back right away, he My dinner is so hot again."
"Is Dad trying to make up for his negligence in the game?" Percy said. "In fact, it is a bit unwise for him to make a statement to the public before he clarified to the department internally—"
"Don't blame your dad for what that nasty woman Rita wrote!" Mrs. Weasley retorted excitedly.
"If Dad didn't say anything, Old Little would say that no one from the cabinet came out to explain, which is a shame," Bill said as he was playing chess with Ron.
"Rita Skeeter made everyone very shameless. I remember she interviewed all Gringotts spell breakers and called me a long-haired idiot."
"Oh, my dear, it's a little longer," said Mrs. Weasley, "if you let me--"
"No, mother."
The Weasley family are very kind. They know what Fanlin is afraid of now, so they will never mention those interviews or honors that make Fanlin feel bad in front of Fanlin.
Rain knocked on the living room window, and Hermione was obsessed with the Standard Charms textbook. In the book "Fourth Grade", it was sent by Sirius. .
Charlie was sewing a long turban for fire protection, and Harry was oiling his rocket crossbow. The original matching broom that Hermione gave him for his thirteenth birthday was opened and placed at his feet.
Fred and George were in a far corner, picking their teeth and talking quietly, their heads on a piece of parchment.
"What are you two doing?" Mrs. Weasley screamed, her eyes falling on the twins.
"Homework!" Fred replied vaguely.
"Don't be silly, you are on vacation!" said Mrs. Weasley.
"Yes, we have done it late." George replied.
"Aren't you going to write a new order?" Mrs. Weasley asked sensitively.
"You don't want to start again, do you?"
"Mom," Fred said, looking up at her with a pained expression on her face, "If tomorrow, the Hogwarts Express crashes and George and I are dead, when you know what we heard last What would you think is a baseless accusation?"
Everyone laughed, even Mrs. Weasley.
This pair of living treasures can enliven the atmosphere, and this is what Fanlin likes them.
In fact, these two people are studying the new method given by Fan Lin.
This seems very high-end, using alchemy to make Weasley joke products, as long as they arrive at Hogwarts, the two-person plan can begin to be implemented.
"Oh, your father is back!" Mrs. Weasley said suddenly, and she looked at the clock again.
Mr. Weasley's clock suddenly jumped from "work" to "travel", and a second later, suddenly jumped to "home", with other people, they heard him call them from the kitchen.
"Come on, Arthur!" Mrs. Weasley said, getting up and coming out of the room.
Mr. Weasley’s arrival was welcomed by everyone, which meant that they were about to open a meal, and several snacks were almost starving to death.
New cakes bought by Sirius, and Chinese dishes made by How Long.
I have to say that Dobby is still very talented in this aspect.
After dinner, Fanlin still had to deal with those bad things.
He is so famous in the whole world.
Enough strength and topical age ~EbookFREE.me~ This allowed Fanlin to capture a large number of admirers.
In particular, I don’t know who circulated the photos of Fanlin studying at Hogwarts and Busbarton.
Maybe Colin, or...
In short, those pink envelopes are like demons, and even some people add love potions.
Ghost XX love potion, do you want Fanlin's life?
Dobby couldn't deal with those bad letters at all. As the report fermented, the mailbox had no time to rest.
The walking figure knows the truth, and there are voices of doubt.
However, these are all minor issues.
What's more serious is that after those pink letters came, Hermione was reluctant to talk to him. This was a very serious problem.
Fanlin instructed Dobby to burn all the pink letters, but this was of no avail.