"I really didn't expect that I would have the chance to see you come of age, Harry!" Sirius said excitedly. He rubbed the corner of his eye with the back of his hand, his voice choking. "I thought I wouldn't have the chance. I never thought that this day would come … You're so much like your father. He was like this when he came of age, and we celebrated him at the Hogwarts. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye. If your father could see you now, he would definitely be proud of you. "
Because of Harry's coming of age birthday, Sirius thought of Jaime again. He seemed to have become especially sentimental.
He had a lot to say to Harry, and it was all about reminiscing about the past.
At this moment, Harry, who was sitting opposite Sirius and listening attentively, seemed to have really become his best friend, Jaime.
The others gave Harry and Sirius some space to talk alone.
The afternoon passed quickly. At seven o 'clock, the guests arrived.
Fred and George stood at the end of the path to welcome them and led them into the house.
Lupin shook Harry's hand with a gratified smile. Tonks, who was beside him, looked radiant.
"Happy birthday, Harry," Tonks said, hugging him tightly.
She went over to sit with Hibiscus Chinensis and asked about the wedding preparations with interest.
Lupin and Sirius sat together and talked. Lady Weasley prepared a bottle of wine for them.
After a while, Hagrid came.
To show his importance, he had put on his best shaggy brown suit, and it was hideous.
"Seventeen, isn't it?" Hagrid took a glass of wine the size of a small bucket from Fred and said, "We met six years ago today. Harry, do you still remember?"
"I have some impression of it." Harry grinned and looked up at him. "Did you smash the door, give Dudley a pig's tail, and tell me I'm a wizard?"
"I don't remember the details," Hagrid giggled, "How are you, Elwyn, Ron, Hermione, and Elaine?"
"Pretty good," said Hermione. "And you?"
"Oh, not bad. We have a few newly born unicorns. I'll show them to you when you get back. " Hagrid rummaged through his pocket and pulled out a small furry bag with a drawstring. There was a long strap tied to the bag, which was obviously meant to be hung around the neck. "It's made of donkey skin. No matter what is hidden inside, only the owner can take it out. It was quite a rare thing. For you, Harry! "
"Thank you so much, Hagrid!"
"It's nothing." Hagrid waved his hand, which was as big as a trash can lid. "Hey, Charlie's back too! I always liked him. Hey! Charlie! "
Charlie walked over, helplessly stroking his newly shorn hair.
He was shorter than Ron, thicker, and his muscular arms were full of burn and scratch marks.
"Hello, Hagrid. Is everything okay?"
"I've been wanting to write to you for a long time. How's Nobber?"
Nobber was a dragon hatched from a dragon egg that Hagrid got when Harry and the others were in first grade. He was eventually given to Charlie to look after.
"Nobber?" Charlie laughed. "That Norwegian Ridgeback? We call it Nobeta now. "
"What, Nobber is a girl?"
"Yes," said Charlie.
"How can you tell?"
"The females are much fiercer," said Charlie. He looked over his shoulder and lowered his voice. "I wish Dad would come back soon. Mom is getting upset."
They all looked at Mrs. Weasley, who, as she gathered herself to talk to Lady Delacourt, kept glancing towards the door.
After a moment, she shouted toward the garden. "I think we'd better not wait for Arthur. Let's start now. He must be delayed. Oh!"
Everyone saw at the same time: a light swept across the yard, leaped onto the table, and turned into a bright silver mole.
It stood on its hind legs and spoke in Mr. Weasley's voice.
"The Minister of the Ministry of Magic is here with me."
The Patronus suddenly disappeared. Hibiscus Chinensis and her family stared in astonishment at the spot where it had disappeared.
"We shouldn't be here. Hurry up, Sirius!" Lupin said at once. "Harry, sorry. I'll explain next time …"
"I'm not leaving!"
"Sirius!" There was a hint of warning in Lupin's voice. "We can't see the Minister."
"Okay, okay. I'll come back later. Don't go to sleep, Harry." Sirius said, quickly getting up. "You too, Elwyn. I want to talk to you about the future plans. Don't worry. I promised I wouldn't get involved. But there are some things you have to be aware of. "
The two of them and Tonks quickly left. The three of them ran to the fence and disappeared over it. Lady Weasley looked confused.
"Minister, but why? I don't understand … "
There was no time to discuss this. A second later, Mr. Weasley suddenly appeared at the gate.
Beside him was Rufus Scrimgeour. Scrimgeour's long white hair was recognizable at first glance.
The two newcomers strode across the courtyard towards the garden and towards the lantern-lit table. Every one at the table looked on in silence as they approached. Scrimgeour walked into the light of the lantern. He looked much older than when they had last met. He was thin and haggard, his expression stern.
"Sorry for the interruption!" Scrimgeour said as he limped to the table. "And I found out that I trespassed on a party."
His gaze lingered on the giant snitch cake for a moment before turning to Harry's face.
"I wish you a long life."
"Thank you," Harry said.
"I want to talk to you alone," Scrimgeour continued. "And Elwyn Mason, Mr. Ron Weasley, and Miss Hermione Granger."
Strange. Why was Scrimgeour looking for them?!
"Why did you call us?"
"I'll tell you when we find a more secluded place," Scrimgeour said. He asked Mr. Weasley, "Is there such a place?"
"Yes, of course," Mr. Weasley said. He looked a little nervous. "Well, the parlor. The parlor will do."
"Very well, you walk in front," Scrimgeour said to Ron. "Arthur, you don't have to accompany us."
When Elwyn stood up, he saw Mr. Weasley and Lady Weasley exchange uneasy glances. The four of them walked into the house without a word.
Did Scrimgeour know that they were going to drop out of Hogwarts? It didn't seem so.
Could it be Dumbledore's will? That the headmaster had made a will before he knew he couldn't make it, or had made it long before, just in case.
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