Chapter 1211 (1/2)
”Harry? Hey, Harry, are you there
”I'm here!” Harry quickly responded, ”what's the matter?”
There was a footstep outside, and then the door was opened, and Fanlin's pale face came into view.
”Hey, here he is.” After that, Hermione rushed to the door.
”We can't find you as soon as we wake up!” Hermione panted and turned to yell, ”Ron! I found him
Ron's angry voice echoed down several floors.
”How nice! Tell him for me he's a jerk
”Harry, please don't play missing. We're so worried! Why did you come upstairs? ” She looked around the room. ”What are you doing here?”
”It was an accident.” Harry touched his nose, which made him feel a little embarrassed. ”Look what I found!” He held up his mother's letter, and Hermione took it. After reading it, she looked up at him and said, ”Oh, Harry...”
”And this one.” He showed her the rather shabby picture, and Hermione looked at the little boy riding a toy broom and laughed.
”I'm looking for the rest of the letter,” Harry said, ”but they're not here.”
Hermione looked around.
”Did you make this? Or is that what you're doing here? ”
”Someone has searched this place before me,” said Harry.
”I think so. I saw every room searched all the way up. What do you think they're looking for? ”
”Information about the order of the Phoenix, if it's Snape.”
”But you think, he should have got what he wanted. I mean, he was a member of the order of the Phoenix, didn't he?” ”If someone has come, Snape is the least likely. Unless he breaks the confidentiality regulations and brings death eaters to find here, he can only come by himself, otherwise the death eaters will not find it.”
”So,” Harry was keen to sell his theory, ”what about Dumbledore? This is the second page of the letter. Look at this bashida that my mother mentioned. Do you know who she is
”Who?”
”Bashida Bashar, whatever she does, it's certainly not helping us find Horcruxes at all, is it?”
Harry didn't answer.
Hermione continued, ”Harry, I know you'd love to go to Godric Valley, but I'm scared that the Death Eaters could find us so easily yesterday, which really scared me. What's more, it makes me feel that we shouldn't go to the place where your parents are buried. I'm sure they are waiting for you to go there
”Not only that,” said Harry, still refusing to look at her. ”Muriel said something about Dumbledore at the wedding. I want to know what the truth is.”
”About Ariana?”
”It's not just that.” Harry responded that until now, curry stick had time to share everything with his friends.
After listening, Hermione said, ”of course, I understand what's upsetting you, Harry...”
”I'm not upset,” he lied. ”I just want to know if that's true or...”
”Or Harry, do you really think you can get the truth from a vicious old woman like Muriel or Rita Skeeter? How can you believe them? You know Dumbledore Hermione said angrily.
”I really thought I knew,” he muttered. ”But you know a few of the stories Rita wrote about you are true! Dogo is right, how can you let that kind of person tarnish your memory of Dumbledore! ”
he looks away, trying not to let his resentment show. Now he is faced with the choice of what to believe. He wants to know the truth, but why does everyone think he shouldn't know this?
”How about going to the kitchen?” After a brief silence, Hermione suggested. ”Have something to eat?”
”Good proposal, and I think I may have found a solution.”
”What?” Harry looked at Van Lin puzzled.
”Well, before that, let's go to the table.” Fanqi shook his head and went to the kitchen.
……
”What's the staple food today?”
”Spaghetti!”
”You say it's spaghetti?” Ron couldn't believe it and looked at the dark lump on the plate.