Since it was already lunchtime,
It was not appropriate for Drac to leave,
So in the end, the long table was full,
Harry did not sit in the seat of the head of the table, but left it empty. Seeing this, Kreacher seemed quite satisfied,
His attitude towards Harry was much better,
When the dishes were served, he did not glare at Ron and the others, keeping the atmosphere at the table harmonious and pleasant.
The only disharmony was that Tommy, who had just started teething, could not eat anything, and Kamia was impatient to feed her,
So she threw her to Harry. Xenophilius was about to get up when he saw this,
His attention was diverted by Kamia's words.
Harry: (⊙ v ⊙)? Then he turned around and put Tommy on the sofa, surrounded her with a pile of pillows, and went to eat with peace of mind.
In the end, it was Kreacher who found Tommy sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed,
At first, he did not pay much attention,
But after taking a closer look,
He was surprised to find that this strange girl gave him a very familiar feeling,
As if he had seen her many years ago. But the Black family and the Lovegood family had never dealt with each other before? Kreacher was confused,
But he still went back to the kitchen to make a bowl of fruit porridge and fed it to little Tommy,
As he fed it, he observed the gloomy and angry expression on the baby's face. It was becoming more and more familiar...
Harry also specially prepared ice cream after the meal, which was everyone's favorite. But Lovegood and her husband still had to go back to work on their "Sing and Sing" career, so they left with Tommy first.
Harry obediently sent them out of the door,
Then he turned back to look at his secretly excited friends,
The corners of his mouth curled up. "How about a little more surprise?"
"Hurrah!"
The group moved the battlefield to Harry's bedroom on the third floor. After a few days of renovation, Harry had removed part of the magic barrier in the room. Only then did he succeed in connecting the wires in. Thus, the native Ron and the others saw a square black box placed in front of the bed. They were all stunned. "This is … the surprise?"
Hermione was relatively calm, but there was a hint of excitement in her voice. "This is a television."
Harry scratched his head. "And the DVD player." He tried a few methods, but he still couldn't receive the signal well, so he could only look at the discs for now.
This was enough to excite the children in the wizarding world. Even Drac was sitting right in front of the TV, picking up the discs prepared by Harry one by one. Ron, who was also eager to try, had no choice but to walk around him without saying a word. In the end, Hermione, who was looking on coldly, pointed to a disc and said, "Let's watch this." Drac saw that Harry had gone to the toilet. She knew that only the Muggle born Hermione knew how to use the DVD, so she nodded.
Harry, who went out to the toilet, walked into another empty room on the third floor, closed the door, bent down and put down Scabby, who was clinging to his robe. Then he whispered, "Tell me, you've been looking at me since we were eating. What do you want to say?" Scabby looked up at Harry and only made a squeaking sound. Harry frowned and explained, "I didn't prepare the magic potion. You can change back."
After a moment of silence, Scabby lay on the floor and slowly turned back into Peter Pettigrew. He squatted on the ground and whispered in a voice that he hadn't used for a long time, "I found out Ginny's secret."
Harry rubbed his eyebrows and said, "I didn't ask you to spy on Ginny."
Pettigrew trembled, then took out a crumpled piece of paper from his dirty pocket and handed it to Harry. He stammered, "This is … this is what I found … Ginny's drawing. She drew it many, many times, and threw it away after drawing it, and threw it away after drawing it …"
Harry frowned and slowly unfolded the paper. It was full of different shades of red, which seemed to be random graffiti, but … Harry walked to the window, tilted the paper, and looked at it against the light. "… I found that Ginny was drawing a person." Pettigrew finished his words and saw that Harry was still standing by the window, deep in thought, so he turned back into Scabby and lay on the ground without making a sound.
This face … Harry felt that he must have seen it somewhere before. This young and handsome man had such a sad and fragile temperament. Harry knew that he must have seen such a person before, but who was it? The ghastly red color gave the boy a headache.
He raised the paper against the sunlight again, but found that the light had suddenly dimmed. He could not help but feel a little strange. He went closer to the window and saw that the sun was suddenly covered by dark clouds. Was it going to rain? Harry folded the drawing into his pocket and took out his wand at the same time, he turned around and picked up Scabby. Almost as soon as he walked into the corridor, there was a scream from the bedroom. Harry hurried to open the door and saw that the room was in a mess. The wreckage of the exploded TV was everywhere, and the cause of all this … Harry's heart sank. It should be Ginny who had fainted in Luna's arms.
"What's wrong with Ginny?" Harry asked as he felt an extremely cold aura approaching the house.
It was Hermione who answered, "Her magic suddenly went on a rampage!" The little witch's voice was unconsciously nervous.
Harry already knew where the terrible chill came from. He walked straight through the crowd and opened the curtains. It was already dark outside, and in the distance, a suspicious black fog was raging.
"What's that?" Hermione asked Harry with a pale face.
Harry frowned. "A Soul Catcher. That's a Soul Catcher."
"Why would a Soul Catcher come to London?" Drac's face suddenly changed. "Aren't they the guards of Azkaban?"
Harry had seen Soul Catchers wreaking havoc in London before, and he did not want to see it again. He turned his head and quickly said to everyone, "Hermione, you and Luna help Ginny! The fireplace in Black's house is sealed, so you can only stay here for now. I'll ask Kreacher to prepare the chocolate. You guys go to the living room and warm up by the fire. Don't panic … "
"What do you mean by 'you guys'?" Ron was confused. "Harry, where are you going?"
Taking a breath, Harry tried to speak calmly. "I'm going to find Professor Snape. He lives in London. I'll ask him to protect us and treat Ginny."
The reason sounded credible, but Hermione stared at Harry with a hint of worry in her eyes. Drac said coldly, "Then I'll go with you. Professor Snape is my director after all."
Looking at the people around him, except for the unconscious Ginny and the distracted Luna, who were all staring at him nervously, Harry did not know what to do. At this moment, Kreacher appeared with a bang. Ignoring the others, he only bowed to Harry and mumbled, "Master Harry, there's a guest knocking at the door."
Harry breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, let them protect us."
"Who?" Everyone asked in unison.
Harry led the group downstairs and opened the door. It was raining heavily outside. An old Auror with a prosthetic eye and a face full of scars and a young female intern with purple hair were standing at the door. It was Moody and Tonks.
"Harry Potter!" Moody shouted Harry's name unceremoniously. His ferocious look startled Ron and the others behind Harry. "It's not safe here. Come with us!"
Harry knew that Scrimgeour would definitely send someone to watch Black's house, but he did not expect it to be Moody and Tonks. However, looking at the old Auror's expression, he did not seem to be willing. He would rather capture the Death Eaters who had escaped. Thinking of this, Harry hurriedly said, "Um, sir …"
Moody stared at Harry with his prosthetic eye. "Alastos Moody, I'm an Auror."
"Um, Mr. Moody, you see, my friend here just had a magic riot …" Harry's face was bitter. "Can you check on her first? Also, it's really scary outside. We don't dare to go out … "
"I'll send you to the Ministry of Magic. It's safe there." Moody seemed to be very impatient. Harry quickly said, "Or you can let this young lady stay and look after my friend?"
Moody, who was worried about the situation outside, stared at Harry and the others for a while. He seemed to feel that it was really not worth his precious time here. He turned around and said to Tonks behind him, "Stay alert!" Then he disappeared with his Phantom Shape Shift. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Harry hurriedly invited Tonks in. The female Auror did not say much. She went straight into the living room and cast a few spells on Ginny, who was lying on the sofa, to check her body. She was relieved. "It's just a magic riot. However, she's already eleven years old. It's rare to see a magic riot at this age. Did something happen? "
Everybody looked at each other in bewilderment for a while. Harry shrugged, indicating that he didn't see anything either. In the end, it was still Hermione who stood out and explained, "We were just eating and watching a movie … Then, Jenny's magic power went on a rampage, and then we found Dementors outside …"
Tonks's father was also a Muggle, so she knew what a movie was. Her hair suddenly turned pink. "You can watch movies here?" Harry had to explain. Tonks nodded and then cast a few healing spells on Ginny. "That's all I can do. When things calm down outside, we'll send the girl to Saint Mungo."
But in the end, Ginny was fine. She was just unconscious. Tonks lit up the fireplace, and Harry asked Kreacher to bring hot chocolate over. Everyone sat in the living room and drank hot drinks. Tonks used Magus's talent to change his appearance to liven up the atmosphere, and talked about his internship experience to amuse the children. Harry listened to their conversation, but the aching scar and the chill around him made the smile on his face unsteady. In the end, he used the excuse of going to the toilet to get up and go downstairs.
Creech followed him silently, watching him walk down the corridor and towards the door.
"Harry? Where are you going? "Tonks, who did not know how to soften his footsteps, followed him out and asked in confusion.
"To find a friend." Harry opened the door. The cold wind blew in against his body. "I'll have to trouble you to protect my friends, Tonks."
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