Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

July 31st is Harry Potter’s birthday.

But for Joanne, this day is an ordinary Tuesday.

On this day, she got up at nine o'clock in the bed. At that time, the room above the reef was empty.

She went in and wrote a profile, and made the most reasonable inference based on what she heard last night.

Keeping these contents in my heart, Joanne turned and walked out of this room on the verge of collapse.

"How?" On the boat under the reef, Jon looked up at Joanne above, who jumped down, and her good physical fitness made her fall firmly on the deck: "It's almost there. Why, are you leaving?"

"Yes." Jon nodded: "The things here are basically almost the same. Is there anything else you haven't collected yet?"

Joanne thought for a while, then shook the head: "No, basically it's almost the same, just a little bit more."

"Diagon Alley?"

Joanne was nodded.

"It’s too late, Harry and the others have gone to Diagon Alley, and you can’t get in."

Jon shook his head in denial: "But then I can prepare a copy for you. Shop, you should use it, and Harry Potter's observation log, I will also send you regularly, the rest, you can use the writer's imagination to deal with."

"OK, Let's go now."

"Go call Rank, and bring my paper back by the way."

Breakfast will be settled on the boat, and I will get dressed and come out. Rank was relatively normal at first, but as soon as he approached Jon, he involuntarily bowed his head, acting like a servant.

Fortunately, there was nothing else but this strange thing during the whole breakfast.

"What did you do to him? Didn't it mean that it was just a little magic?"

"How do I know." Taking advantage of the neutral position when Rank was driving, Jon and Joanne began to gossip: "It is estimated that something went wrong, and I will study it later."

"Okay, where shall we go next?"

"Meeting girl Zhenlu took things and went to Manchester to see your new home. After that, I should leave."

"So fast?"

"I have stayed here already It’s been too long, I won’t be able to hold it any longer."

Jon shook his hand: "I really can’t hold it anymore. I wanted to see Harry. Now, let’s let it go. I have no motivation to stick to it."

"Well, anyway, you have to go back to school to go to class, I won't bother you, and I will contact you if I have something to do."

In two sentences, Rank had already driven the car over.

Get in the car, there is nothing to say all the way.

Jon doesn't have much stuff, a Little Pi box, but Joanne has a lot of stuff, and she also has a lot of stuff in Dormitory, a worker in Manchester.

"In fact, there is nothing upstairs, only some information. I can do it alone."

Joanne refused Rank’s intention to help and gave it to Jon gave a look.

Okay, this time this lady will not be down for a while.

"Boss, where are you in a while? I'll drive you there later."

"No, I can go by myself, and don't try to stare at me, Dumbledore should No such instructions were given to you."

Silence.

"Boss, what are you talking about?"

Rank's laughter sounded rather blunt.

Jon was too lazy to go around in circles, he simply said: "Rank Meadows, 23 years old, graduated from Beauxbatons Academy of Magic five years ago, your aunt Dorcas Meadow Si, a former member of the Order of the Phoenix, died under Voldemort in 1981. After the Meadows family immigrated to France, you also transferred from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons, and returned to Britain two years after graduation to join the Order of the Phoenix, I said That's right?"

There was silence in the carriage.

After a long time, Ranke slowly nodded: "What you said is not wrong, but...how did you find me?"

"My father will not easily intervene in me Life, unless my mother scared the order, I know that my grandmother and Dumbledore have personal relationships, but I have never used these relationships, I don’t know if Dumbledore told you, but my identity is not what the outside world looks like. It’s that simple."

"Headmaster Dumbledore didn’t tell me what your identity is, but he told me before, let me follow your orders completely when I’m here, and I don’t need to report to him. What..."

Lanke pursed his lips: "I really have no malice, you don't need to be on guard for me."

"The purpose of my appearance is actually pure I just want to protect you."

"I never doubted your purpose, because I totally believe in Dumbledore's character."

Jon turned his head and looked towards the car window. In addition, he estimated the time for Joanne to go downstairs: "I said at first, Dumbledore knows who I am. If he really wants to know, just ask Fawkes to send me a letter to ask me. No, I don’t need to send a new person, and I didn’t hide this at first. Dumbledore knew what I wanted to do without guessing. Dumbledore should have arranged to assist Joanne for your appearance. ?"

Rank didn't speak.

"Not speaking means acquiescence. I guessed that Dumbledore must have thought of my purpose. I will discuss this with Dumbledore personally after I return to school. As for you..." Jon thought I thought: "Just help Joanne here. I value her book. Dumbledore should also value it now."

"Okay, I will protect Miss Rowling."

"Also, don't report my whereabouts to my family, and don't let them disturb Joanne. You should follow Dumbledore's orders, not my grandmother's."

Rank stopped speaking again.

Because Joanne has come down.

It's Jon's job to help Joanne move this kind of physical strength. Rank and Joanne can handle it completely. After finishing moving things, Rank will drive Jon to the station.

"Boss, where are you going?"

"en? Didn't you ask you not to ask?"

"This is Professor Dumbledore who asked me Asked, he said, if you want to go abroad, it’s not safe to go out at this time."

Rank said as he drove, "The professor said that time and happiness can make hatred disappear. , Let you not be too aggressive."

"Really, then you can tell Dumbledore for me that I will not go out. I am not so reckless and will protect myself. Moreover, how can hatred be? Will it fade naturally?"

Jon remembered a sentence he didn't know where he heard it, and raised his head and said to Rank: "Hate can only be solved by hatred."