Chapter 1199 (1/2)
In the clear blue dawn, Fanlin is walking on a mountain road.
At the foot of the mountain, the shadow of a small town is shrouded in fog, just like the holy tower of learning. Everyone who yearns for the answer embarks on this road.
All of a sudden, the picture turns and van Lin returns to the North Pole. He sees Dumbledore's pale body. It should be said that Is the soul, step by step into the black tomb
There were many times when van Lim wanted to get Dumbledore back, but it was impossible.
Dumbledore's figure went further and further away, stunned
”Hermione, what are you doing?” After rubbing his eyes, Fanlin turned up. Considering that the humble house could not accommodate so many people, naturally, Fanlin asked to move out and took Hermione.
As Fanlin had already taken on the responsibility of an adult, Mrs. Weasley had to let go, and Harry and Ron would have to stay in the burrow.
(in fact, if it wasn't for everyone's agreement, and Sirius fanned the flames and stopped Mrs. Weasley, it would have been different...)
”A gift for Harry Today is his birthday! ” Hermione said, ”don't you forget Harry's birthday?”
”Ha ha, how could emmm…… How about a new cape
”I don't think he wants this much You just forget it? ”
”Oh, well, it looks like that.” Fanlin said with some chagrin, ”so, you...”
”I'm preparing it for you, and I think we need to deliver it.”
”What is this?” Van Lin looked at the box in his hand.
”A lucky potion, if you don't mark it wrong.” Hermione said, ”so, do you understand?”
”I had a good communication with Professor srahorn. Before I left, although I didn't think it was useful, it was a little metaphysical, but this is it...”
At the same time
”Hey, get up!”
Harry opened his eyes reluctantly. He was still lying on the campbed in Ron's ramshackle attic hut. The thought of the preparations for the wedding was a little painful, but he didn't want to move out with van Lin and Hermione. He liked it here, and Ginny was here.
Is this a bit of a show?
At this time, the sun had not yet risen and the room was still dark. Owl piggy buried his head between his little wings and was still asleep. The scar on Harry's forehead pricked.
”What are you mumbling all the time when you sleep?”
”Yes Is it? ”
”Yes, 'grigorovich,' you've been saying the word 'grigorovich.'
Harry didn't wear glasses, and Ron's face looked a little fuzzy.
”Who is gregovich?” Harry asked in doubt.
”How do I know that name is from you!” Harry thought as he rubbed his forehead. He felt vaguely that he had heard the name before, but could not remember where he heard it.
”I just feel like Voldemort is looking for him.”
”Another poor fellow.” Said Ron sincerely.
Harry sat up and stroked the scar, and now he was fully awake. He tried to recall the scene of his dream, but the only thing he could remember was the rolling horizon and the silhouette of the village surrounded by deep valleys. ”I think he's abroad.”
”Who? Gregovich? ”
”It's Voldemort. I think he's looking for gregovich somewhere abroad. It's not like a place in England
”You think you're in his brain again?” Ron asked anxiously.
”Please don't tell Hermione...” Harry said, ”she doesn't want me to see those things in my dreams...”
Harry looked up at the pig's cage and thought Why is the name gregovich so familiar?
”I think,” he said slowly, ”maybe it's about the quizzy game. There must be some connection, but I can't think of I can't think of it. ”
”Quidditch competition?” Ron said, ”you don't think of gergorwich, do you?”
”Who?”
”Dragmir grgorovic, the chaser who moved to Charley artillery two years ago for a record fee! It's also the record holder of that season
”Oh, no, no, no!” Harry quickly shook his head. ”I'm sure it's not gregovich. I'll ask van Lin in secret. Maybe he'll know.”
”Oh, maybe Hermione will know, but I don't think it's the chaser,” said Ron. ”But anyway, happy birthday to you!”
”Wow Yes, I forgot! I'm seventeen years old! ” Harry picked up the wand on the edge of the camp bed, pointed to the messy desk with his glasses, and said, ”glasses are flying
Er Although they were only a foot away from him, it was a great satisfaction to watch them dart by and stop at the point where they were about to poke into his eyes.In a flash, Harry had a burst of joy, in fact, he had been envious of van Lin can be unscrupulous use of magic, no matter where.
However, that's because Vaseline's wand was destroyed once. Nicoleme and vaseline made the new wand. It's impossible for the Ministry of magic to participate in it.
But now, he can use magic, can't he?
”Beautiful!” Ron immediately cheered.
Immersed in the joy of Harry Ron's room all over the sky, wake up the pig, excited in the cage flapping wings. Harry even tried to tie his shoelaces with magic (it took a few minutes for his hands to undo the magic knot), and deliberately turned Ron's orange uniform from the Charlie cannon poster to light blue.
”I'll use my hands,” Ron suggested, chuckling, and Harry soon realized he had something to say.
”This is a gift for you. Open it right here. It can't be seen by my mother.”
”Is it a book?” Harry was surprised to take the rectangular package. It seems that in his impression, only Hermione can deliver books.
Ron's brain watt?
”It's not quite the same as those orthodox books, is it?” Harry tried to ask
”it's different from what you usually read.” Ron said, ”it's absolutely classic. ”Twelve success stories of chasing girls” can tell you everything about girls. If I had read this book last year, lavender and I would not have Well, anyway, Fred and George gave me a copy, and I learned a lot from it. You'll be surprised to find that it's not all about magic wands. ”
Harry accepted Ron's gift with joy.
When they came to the kitchen, the table was already full of presents. Bill and Mr. Delacour were almost finished breakfast, and Mrs. Weasley stood by the frying pan and chatted with them.