[HP] Seven Nights Talk

Chapter 123 A Fool

After getting the consent, Hermione immediately started to prepare.She and Ron hadn't yet learned to Apparate, and they didn't know where Voldemort was, so they couldn't go straight to the door.But she has already decided to collect the arguments in their favor first, and then ask Voldemort to face up to these matters.She didn't publicize this, because such a risky thing is likely to be stopped by members of the Order of the Phoenix - to argue with the Dark Lord!

Ron is her assistant.He still had a hard time accepting the equation between Voldemort, his beloved professor and Harry's other half, but was starting to realize that it was reality.

"Well, I don't blame Harry for it," he said once when he brought it up, sighing: "I'll never know if he doesn't; then everything's still safe, isn't it?"

Hermione dismissed the thought of him as an ostrich. "Come on, Ron, don't hypnotize yourself. Since that's the reality, we'll just have to face it and fix it."

Ron was speechless, and immersed himself in the information Hermione had sorted out.It is said that it is information, but it is actually what happened in their first grade. Hermione sorted out all the details she could find, and every conclusion pointed to the same result-Harry did know it early on, and has been thinking about it for a long time. They plan.If they had a rage that was too much concealed, it was dispelled by the fact. "How did Harry do it?" he asked again. "I always knew he was powerful...but actually, how could he be in front of Voldemort...I mean, why does he seem afraid of nothing?"

He didn't describe it clearly enough, but Hermione got it. "It doesn't look like it, Ron," she replied, "I think he's really made up his mind of some kind, and he's got to achieve something."

The two were silent for a while, both thinking about the words they had heard.Because they were all paying attention to the Order of the Phoenix meeting (and seemed to be about to say something very crucial), and then noticed that Harry went in, and of course they all leaned over.As a result, the facts were so shocking that to this day 12 Grimmauld Place has a lingering depression.

"Oh..." Ron sighed again.Originally, he had a good summer vacation, because he had more qualified OWLs than Fred and George combined, and finally he was able to successfully fight back when the twins bullied him.And what happened now made him feel that these were not things at all, as if they happened in the last century; in comparison, the attraction of Hogwarts seemed to be eclipsed.

Hermione, who got all A's, had already forgotten the test results.In fact, this is much more important than exams, start of school, etc., isn't it?

Others don't look too relaxed and cheerful.On the eve of the start of school, the children needed to go to Diagon Alley to buy necessities, but Harry still didn't want to see anyone.Instead, a packed package was delivered by itself outside gate 12, Grimmauld Place, marked as addressed to Harry.

Although there was no label on it, the only one who could do it was Voldemort - because it contained all kinds of items Harry needed for the new school year.The crowd looked at each other, knowing that Voldemort already knew about the huge quarrel that happened not long ago.So is this a demonstration?When they're all over it?

Dumbledore had a strange expression, but he still took several members of the Order of the Phoenix to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the package, including Moody who hadn't appeared before.In the end they all had to admit that there was nothing wrong with the wrapper or the contents; if there was one, it was "a damn fussy Slytherin vibe" (in Moody's words).

"I think I can explain that," said Sirius dryly. "My two cousins ​​should be more than happy to give away their inheritance."

By "those two cousins" he was referring to Bellatrix and Narcissa.Everyone knew this, and there were too many pure-blood families among the Death Eaters, far more than these two.Voldemort can control a lot of resources, but this does not mean that everyone can predict that he will do something for Harry.

"He seems to be paying attention?" Lupine said softly.He also participated in the inspection just now, and in his opinion, it was obviously not a gift that was packed casually.Since he had already heard about Sirius' description of the Resurrection Stone, he was more inclined to Sirius' position.And he could see that Sirius and Harry had something else to hide.

Snape snorted, but uncharacteristically, said nothing.Despite the tendencies in Lupin's words, he couldn't deny that the Dark Lord was very careful.In fact he had to say that he had never seen the Dark Lord put his heart into it, if not his acting.You know, in his impression, the Dark Lord never gave gifts.But how did this happen?

"So, is it all right?" Mr. Weasley asked in a fairly normal tone, looking down at the cauldrons, magic materials and books.Then he muttered again: "If Molly knew this, she would be more worried."

"Oh, because in her eyes, Harry is still a child." Dumbledore replied, seeming to mean something. "Since you mentioned this, Arthur, can you tell me how the children reacted?"

"Well?" repeated Mr. Weasley, with a wry smile: "I don't think they fully appreciate the meaning behind it."

Dumbledore raised his eyebrows, motioning for him to continue.

"Oh, they're generally more optimistic," said Mr. Weasley curtly, obviously not wanting to go into detail, "Fred and George in particular...they seemed to think they could see black on a map of unknown origin. The Demon King's name is something to celebrate," he said, adding, "Maybe we should check that map too?"

Sirius and Lupine exchanged a quick wink, which was noticed by Dumbledore. "It's a wonderful little thing, I suppose," he said, "and I'm afraid Harry hasn't used it very often."

Everyone exchanged glances.Although Dumbledore said so, it didn't sound like he thought there was nothing wrong with the map, but that even if there was a problem, he couldn't ask Harry for it.You know, the trust between them is now in jeopardy, and the slightest suspicion may tip the balance.

While they were discussing, Moody was still relentlessly examining the items.At last he did spot a detail on the inside of the wrapping paper that they hadn't noticed before—a line of writing gleaming under a spell—"Come and see this!" he yelled, soon regretting it.

"I heard you've been reluctant to go out lately," the handwriting read, "so I think you'll like this."

Everyone stared at the typesetting, and they all felt that the back molars were dangerously loose.Although you can't tell the tone just by looking at it, imagine Voldemort saying this to Harry...

"Okay, then pack it up as it is, and let Kreacher take it to Harry." Dumbledore looked it over carefully, and finally said. "I don't think he'd mind if we opened his parcel. Because I suspect Tom wanted us to see it."

Everyone felt that they seemed to have misheard something, because when Dumbledore said intentionally, his tone seemed to rise with joy.How is this possible... They must have heard it wrong!

Three days after this incident, the date for the start of Hogwarts came.Distraughtly, Harry packed his parcels and headed to the station with Sirius before anyone else knocked on his room door.Sirius understood that he didn't want to run into the rest of the Order, and said nothing, but gave him a hug so hard it hurt before getting into the car.

Harry was very grateful to Sirius for his thoughtfulness, but the start of school also meant that a door could no longer block others.Not long after he sat down in the prefect's compartment, Hermione rushed in angrily: "Although I really want to beat you up first, you are willing to come out, Harry!"

"Uh..." Harry stood up abruptly.At this time, when he hadn't seen his friend for almost a month, he didn't even notice that his fingers were nervously grabbing the hem of his clothes. "Hermione, I..."

Hermione yelled, "You're an idiot, Harry!" She was so emotional that she didn't care about the unanimous attention of other students in the corridor of the carriage, "After all the yelling, you shut yourself in your room What's the use of that?"

"I..." Harry couldn't say a word, feeling like he was about to hear a trial.He felt that he didn't even know where to put his hand, so he could only raise it weakly in the end, and patted Hermione on the shoulder twice.

"How could you do that?" Hermione rushed over and gave him a hug. "Why do you think we won't be on your side?"

"Hermione..." Harry was shocked.He opened his mouth, and found that he could only spit out the syllable of the name, but couldn't say anything after that.What did he hear?Does he not have tinnitus?Obviously a very crazy plan, isn't it?

"Greatest fool in the world," a voice agreed. "And we're going to take risks for you oversized fool, and our heads must be broken."

Harry looked up and saw Ron standing by the carriage door. "Ron..." He was surprised and delighted.

"Hey, don't look at me like that, buddy." Ron was dissatisfied, "Don't remind me, I also know where I must be unconscious, so I think you are doing the right thing." He walked in , and said: "But anyway, I think Hermione hit the point this time. If you hadn't closed the door, I'd have to beat you up—" He gave them both a hug, "Hiding us for so long for you, and turning us into idiots even stupider than you!"

Harry felt moisture in his eyes.There were a lot of curious students watching at the door, looking like they were all crazy, but he didn't mind at all. "Yeah," he murmured, "we're three of the biggest, biggest fools in the world."