Chapter 809 (1/2)

Mrs. Weasley followed them upstairs with a grim face.

”I ask all of you to go straight to bed and stop talking,” Mrs. Weasley said when they got to the first floor. ”We're still busy tomorrow. I hope Ginny is asleep, ”she added to Hermione,” so try not to wake her up. ”

”Sleep, yes, that's right,” Fred whispered, as Hermione had already said good night to them, and the brothers were climbing upstairs. ”If Ginny didn't go to bed and waited for Hermione to tell her all the things we were talking about downstairs, then I would be the one...”

”Well, you three,” said Mrs. Weasley, now on the second floor, directing them into the bedroom, ”go to bed.”

”Good night!” Several people said to the twin brothers.

”Have a good sleep!” Said Fred with a wink.

Mrs. Weasley slammed the door behind Harry.

The bedroom now looks darker than it was when I first saw it. The empty picture on the wall was breathing slowly and deeply, as if the invisible occupant on it was asleep. Harry puts on his pajamas, takes off his eyes and climbs onto his cold bed, while Ron puts the owl cage on the top of the closet to appease Hedwig and the piglets, who are noisy and whirring restlessly on their wings.

”She can't do that.” Harry grumbled angrily, ”actually, I didn't get any more valid information.”

”But it's more than Mrs. Weasley could tolerate.” ”In fact, with the exception of some details, that's all we're talking about,” Van Lin said

”Why didn't Dumbledore let me join the order of the Phoenix?”

”Dumbledore doesn't want you to be exposed too early. He thinks it looks very suspicious. Oh, yes, I almost forgot, ”Van Lin went through the bedroom to the door and bolted the door.

”Why are you doing this?”

”Kretcher,” said Fanling, turning off the lights, ”Ron sleeps here, and kretcher comes running around at three in the morning. Trust me, you're not happy to be woken up and find that guy wandering around your room. In any case... ” He went to bed and went to bed, then turned around and looked at Harry in the dark.

”That's it.” Ron sat down a little helplessly.

The moonlight through the dirty window allowed Harry to see Ron's outline. ”What are you thinking?” Harry doesn't need to ask Ron what he means.

”Nothing.” Ron shook his head. ”I want to know more about that man, Fu Voldemort, what the hell is he looking for

”I don't know.” Van Lin shook his head and said, ”in fact, except for the death eaters, we have no idea of Voldemort's whereabouts, but the discovery of signs of vampire activity will give us some speculation.”

”Speculation?” Harry asked, ”can you tell me?”

However, before van Lin answered, with a crack. The number of people involved in the topic increased sharply.

”Ouch Ron cried out in pain.

”Keep it down, Ron. Your mother may come back and have a look.”

”You two are standing on my knees!”