Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"I didn't expect it, I actually had the chance to see you in adulthood, Harry!" Sirius said excitedly, rubbing his eyes with his back, with a hint of whimper in his voice. "I thought I didn't have this chance, never I thought that there will be a picture of you and your father on this day. When he was an adult, that was the same. We celebrated him in Hogwarts. After a long time, it has passed. If your father can see you now, He will be proud of you."

Because of Harry's adult birthday, Sirius thinks of James again, he seems to be extra sentimental.

He has a lot to say to Harry, and he is remembering the past.

At this moment, Harry, who was sitting across from Sirius, seemed to really become his best friend James.

Others leave room for Harry and Sirius to stay alone and talk.

The afternoon was fleeting, and at seven o'clock, the guests came.

Fred and George stood at the end of the path and welcomed them into the house.

Lupin shook hands with Harry with a beaming smile, and Tonks around him looked radiant.

"Happy birthday, Harry." Tonks said, hugged him tightly.

She used to sit with Furong and asked about the preparations for the wedding with interest.

Lupin sat down with Sirius and Mrs. Weasley prepared a bottle of wine for them.

After a while, Hagrid came.

In order to show his concern, he put on his best furry brown suit, which is very ugly.

"Thirteen, isn't it?" Hagrid took a glass of wine as big as a small bucket from Fred, saying, "We met each other six years ago, Harry, do you remember?" ”

“A little impression.” Harry smiled and looked up at him and said, “Are you smashing the door, giving Dudley a pig tail, and telling me that I am a wizard?”

"I can't remember the details." Hagrid chuckled. "How are you, Ivan, Ron, Hermione, Elaine?"

"It's good," said Hermione. "What about you?"

"Oh, okay. Busy, we have a few unicorns that have just been born, and I will let you see them when you go back." Hagrid pulled out a little furry drawstring bag in his pocket. There was a long **** the bag, apparently for hanging around the neck. "The suede, no matter what is hidden inside, only the owner himself can get it. Very rare, this stuff. Send For you, Harry!"

"Hag, thank you very much!"

"Nothing." Hagrid waved the big hand on the trash can. "Hey, Charlie is back! I always like him, feed! Charlie!"

Charlie walked over and couldn't help but feel his newly cut, short, unbearable hair.

He is shorter than Ron, his body is thick, and his muscular arms are full of burns and scratches.

"Hello, Hagrid, is everything alright?"

"I have long wanted to write to you, how is Norbert?"

Nobel was the fire dragon that Harry had hatched from the dragon egg when they were in their first grade, and finally gave it to Charlie.

"Nobel?" Charlie laughed. "The Norwegian Ridgeback? We call it Nowetta."

"What, Norbert is a girl?"

"Yeah," said Charlie.

"How can I see it?"

"Mother's is much more fierce." Charlie said, he turned his head and lowered his voice. "I really hope that my father will come back soon, and my mother is getting bored."

They all looked toward Mrs. Weasley, only to see her while she was talking to Mrs. Dracul, and kept looking at the gate.

After a moment, she said loudly to the garden, "I think, we better not wait for Arthur, let's start now, he must have something to delay, oh!"

Everyone saw it at the same time: a light passed over the yard and reached the table, turning into a bright silver mole.

It erected on the hind legs and spoke with Mr. Weasley's voice.

"The Minister of Magic came with me."

The patron saint suddenly disappeared, and the Furong family stared in dismay at the place where it disappeared.

"We shouldn't be here, hurry up, Sirius!" Lupin said immediately. "Harry, sorry, I will explain it next time."

"I do not go!"

"Sirius!" Lupin's voice with a warning, "We can't see the minister."

"Okay, okay, I will come back later, don't rush to sleep, Harry." Sirius said, quickly got up, "You are the same, Ivan, I want to talk to you again." After talking about the plan. Rest assured, I promised that I won’t get involved, but in some places you have to pay attention."

The two of them, as well as Tonks, left quickly. The three men ran to the fence and turned over and disappeared. Mrs. Weasley was confused.

"Minister, but why? I don't understand."

There was no time to discuss this issue, and one second later, Mr. Weasley suddenly appeared at the gate.

His side followed Rufus Scrimge, and Scrimge’s long, white hair could be recognized at a glance.

The two newcomers strode through the yard and walked toward the garden and the table with lanterns. Everyone at the table was silent and watched them step by step. Scrimgeour walked into the light of the lantern. He was much older than the last time they met, and he was thin and sullen.

"Sorry, bother!" Scrimgeour limped to the table and stopped. "And I found out that I broke into a party."

His eyes stayed on the huge thief cake for a moment and turned to Harry's face.

"I wish you a long life."

“Thank you,” said Harry.

"I want to talk to you alone." Scrimgeour continued. "And there are Alvin Mason, Mr. Ron Weasley and Miss Hermione Granger."

Strange, what did Scrimge find for them? !

"What are you calling us?"

"When we find a more hidden place, I will tell you." Scrimgeour said, asking Mr. Weasley, "Is there such a place?"

"Yes, of course." Mr. Weasley said that he looked a little nervous. "Well, the living room, the living room is not good."

"Good, you are going ahead." Scrimgeour said to Ron, "Arthur, you don't have to be with us."

When Avon stood up, he saw Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley exchanged an uneasy look, and the four men walked silently into the house.

Does Scrimge know that they are going to drop out of Hogwarts? It does not seem.

Is it Dumbledore's widow, the headmaster made a will in advance when he knew that he could not do it, or set it a long time ago, just in case.

If so, what will he leave for them?