Harry Potter – Approaching the Magic World

"Ah, Harry!"

In the kitchen, Mrs. Weasley looked at Harry walking by, loudly said, interrupting Fleur's long monologue about the wedding.

"Very good, I'm about to tell you the safety measures along the way to Hogwarts.

We borrowed the Ministry of Magic car again, when the time comes There will be Auror waiting at the station—"

"Is Tonks there too?"

Harry passed his Quiddich ball gown over and asked.

"No, probably not. I heard Arthur said that she should have been arranged elsewhere."

"The Tonks, she's becoming raunchy now."

Fleur looked thoughtful and said, while taking a picture of her beautiful face at the back of a teaspoon: "It’s a big mistake to ask me to say--"

"Yeah, many thanks to you."

Mrs. Weasley said sharply, interrupting Fleur again, "You better hurry up and continue packing, Harry.

If possible, I hope you pack the box tonight so that you don’t get messed up when you leave as usual."

Indeed, the second day morning they set off more smoothly than usual.

When the Ministry of Magic's car drove to the door of The Burrow, they were already waiting there: the box was packed,

Hermione’s cat, Crookshanks, stayed calmly In its travel basket,

Hedwig, Ron’s owl Pigwidgeon, and Ginny’s newly bought purple pygmy Pu A-Nan, are all well locked in the cage.

"Goodbye, Ali."

Fleur said in a hoarse guttural voice, and kissed Harry.

Ron hurried forward with a look of expectation, but Ginny stretched out a foot and tripped Ron, causing him to fall on the dirt near Fleur's feet.

He flushed with anger, covered with dust, and hurried into the car without saying "goodbye".

It is not the happy Hagrid who is waiting for them at King's Cross Station in the country.

As soon as the car stopped, two Auror bearded men in black muggle suits and stern-faced faces walked up to the station without saying a word, covering them from side to side.

"Quickly, quickly, go through the retaining wall,"

Mrs. Weasley said, this heavily guarded posture seemed to make her a little nervous and flustered,

"It's better to let Harry go first, and—"

She looked at an Auror inquisitively, who nodded slightly, grabbed Harry's arm, and led him towards the ninth and Walk to the retaining wall between the ten platforms.

"I can go by myself, thank you."

Harry said angrily, freeing his arm from Auror's hand.

He pushed the trolley towards the sturdy retaining wall, ignoring the silent companion of Auror.

One second later, he found himself standing on platform nine and three-quarters. On the side of the crowd, the bright red Hogwarts express train was spraying steam.

A few seconds later, Hermione and the Weasley family also came over.

Harry did not seek the opinion of the gloomy-faced Auror, so he motioned Ron and Hermione to walk along the platform with him, looking for an empty carriage with no one.

"We can't go together, Harry,"

Hermione said apologetically, "Ron and I are going to the Prefect Carriage first, and then we have to take a tour in the corridor."

"Oh, yes, I forgot."

"You'd better get in the car as soon as possible. There are only a few minutes left."

Mrs. Weasley looked at his watch and said.

"Well, I wish you a happy semester, Ron..."

"Mr. Weasley, can I have a word with you?"

Harry made a decision on impulse.

"No problem."

Mr. Weasley said that he looked a little surprised, but he followed Harry to a place where others could not hear them.

After much consideration, Harry came to this conclusion: If he wants to tell someone, Mr. Weasley is the most suitable person.

First of all, he works in Ministry of Magic, which is the most conducive position for investigating; second, Harry thinks it is unlikely that Mr. Weasley will become angry all at once.

As the two of them walked to one side, he saw Mrs. Weasley and the gloomy-faced Auror cast suspicious glances at them.

"When we were in Diagon Alley—"

Harry began to say, but Mr. Weasley changed his face and stopped him.

"I was trying to figure out where you and Ron and Hermione went! You still pretended to be in the cabin behind the Fred and George shop."

"You Why—"

"Harry, stop talking to me. Do you know who you are talking to? I brought up Fred and George."

"Hmm... …Yeah, yes, we really are not in the back cabin."

"Very good, then let us hear the worst."

"That's it , We followed Draco-put on my Invisibility Cloak."

"Do you have any special reasons for doing this? Or a whim?"

"Because I think What is Malfoy's conspiracy."

Harry ignored the ridiculous look on Mr. Weasley's face, and then said, "He dumped his mother. I want to figure out why. Why."

"You are right."

Mr. Weasley said with an accommodating tone,

"Later, did you figure out the reason? "

"He went into the Borgin and Burkes shop,"

Harry said, "Starting fiercely to order the guy in the shop--Bokin helps him fix something.

Then he also said that he hoped that Bojin would keep another thing for him.

Listen to him, this is the same thing as the one that needs to be repaired. It seems to be the same thing. Yes, later..."

Harry took a deep breath.

"There is something else. When Madam Malkin tried to touch Malfoy's left arm, he jumped eight feet away.

I think he should be branded. Dark Mark.

I think he replaced his father as Death Eater."

Mr. Weasley seems to be startled.

He paused and said: "Harry, I don’t believe you know who will make a sixteen-year-old—"

"Who really knows you know who will do What, what will you not do?"

Harry asked angrily: "Mr. Weasley, forgive me for being presumptuous, but isn't this matter worth investigating?

If Malfoy has a Something needs to be repaired, and Bojin needs to be threatened to fix it for him. The thing is probably related to dark magic and is dangerous, right?"

"To be honest, I'm not sure, Harry "

Mr. Weasley said slowly, "You know, after Lucius Malfoy was arrested, we searched his home and stolen everything that might be dangerous."

"You probably missed something."

"Yes, maybe."

Mr. Weasley said, but Harry could feel that Mr. Weasley was Playing him perfunctorily.

There was a whistle behind him, and almost everyone got on the train, and the door was closing.

"You have to hurry up."

Mr. Weasley said, then Mrs. Weasley shouted: "Harry, hurry up!"

Harry Rushing over quickly, Mrs. Weasley helped him put the box on the train.

"Well, dear, you come to spend Christmas with us. This has been discussed with Dumbledore, so we will meet again soon."

Mrs Weasley said through the car window, when Harry closed the car door heavily: "Must take care of yourself—"

She trot after the train, and then turned around and the train turned a corner. arrive.

Mr. Weasley walked from behind and stood beside his wife, his face heavy.

"He probably guessed it."

"It doesn't matter if he guessed it, there is always a mental preparation that will not be too sudden."

"I think you Thinking a little better, he It shouldn't be..."

"Who knows, go back to go with Jon and say it."

"en."