Chapter 911 (1/2)

”Attack him?” Fanlin looked like a meal, and then returned to normal.

”Yes...” Harry said, trembling, looking a little gray.

He could only see part of Sirius' face, and the rest of his face was in the dark.

”It's that dream that still affects you,” Sirius said. ”You're still thinking about dreams or other -”

”no,” said Harry, shaking his head. ”It's like something's sticking up in me. I'm like a snake in my body.”

”You need sleep,” Sirius said firmly.

”You should have breakfast and go upstairs to bed. After lunch, go to see Arthur with everyone. You're stimulated, Harry. You blame yourself for not being able to witness it, but you're lucky to be here, or Arthur might die, but don't worry Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder and left the tea room, while van Lin looked at him silently, with blue eyes staring at Harry in the dark, as if to see through Harry.

”I am What's the matter? ” Asked Harry, trembling slightly.

”You're not,” Van Lin shook his head. ”There may be a solution, but not now. We have to go to sleep, don't we?”

In fact, everyone was sleeping in the morning, except Harry. Fanlin had already returned to Hogwarts early in the morning. He was going to pick up Hermione and return to London after seeing Mr. Weasley.

After a moment's hesitation, Harry comes to the bedroom he and Ron share in the last few weeks of the year. Ron climbs into bed and falls asleep within minutes. Harry is dressed and sits on the bed with his back against the cold metal pillars, obviously uncomfortable.

He decided not to doze off, fearing that he would become a snake again when he fell asleep and wake up attacking Ron or attacking others walking around the house one by one.

When Ron woke up, Harry pretended to be sleeping soundly, too. When they had lunch, their big boxes arrived from Hogwarts, so they were able to pack for the magic resource trip to St. mungo.

They changed their robes and put on jeans and T-shirts. Everyone except Harry was so happy and talkative.

They are happy to welcome Tonks and mad eye moody here, and they will escort them through London, laughing at the fact that mad eye is hiding his magic eye in one corner of his bowler hat.

Tonks's head is short and pink again, and won't attract attention on the subway.

Tonks was very interested in Harry seeing Mr. Weasley attacked, which Harry did not want to talk about.

”You don't have a prophet in your family, do you?” As they sat side by side in a rattling train heading downtown, she asked curiously.

”No,” said Harry, thinking of Professor trawley and feeling humiliated.

”No,” Tonks mused, ”no, I don't think it's a prophecy, is it? I mean, you don't see the future, you're seeing the present. It's weird, isn't it? But it's very useful. ”

Harry didn't answer. Fortunately, they got off at the next stop, central London Station, and left the train in a hurry. He separated himself and Tonks with Fred and George.