Chapter 1,130

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"Phew, alive." Hermione said with a rosy face.

"You didn't do anything at all..." Ron said softly.

"What?"

"I mean, let's stay here all afternoon." Ron took a deep breath, and everyone was intoxicated by the smell of toffee in the air.

"It seems that not everyone has left. Hogsmeade is a relatively safe place." Fan Lin said, this is all the influence of the Death Eaters. If it were not close to Hogwarts, it would be so changed. Becoming the next Diagon Alley is the inevitable result.

"Maybe we should notify Fred and George to take down the joke shop."

"Oh, it's useless," Hermione shook her head, "If this is the case, Filch will definitely be searching at the school gate every day, no matter what time it is."

"But Dumbledore shouldn't object." Fan Lin said, "But now, maybe we can leave first... Oh, no..."

"Harry, my boy!" a rumbled voice came from behind them.

"Oh, no," Harry muttered.

The four of them turned around and saw Professor Slughorn. He was wearing a huge fur hat and a matching fur coat. He was holding a large bag of pineapple preserves in his hand and occupied four corners of the room. One-third of the space.

"Harry, Al, you two have missed three of my dinners!" Slughorn poked Harry's chest affectionately. "This is not possible, my children, I am determined to invite you two! I heard that you and Miss Granger are friends, why don't you come together? Al? Miss Granger likes them. ,Yes or no?"

"Ah...yes, yes," Hermione said helplessly, "They are really -"

"Oh, I just..." Fan Lin looked at Slughorn with a headache. In fact, Slughorn is definitely the headache for everyone now, "You know, I have a lot of work, and according to the According to Nicolas Flamel's instructions, I have to spend a lot of time practicing alchemy every day, and, professor, you also know that Dumbledore..."

"Oh, well, study always comes first, but work and rest must always be balanced." Slughorn narrowed his eyes.

"Then why don't you come along, Harry?" Slughorn asked.

"Well, I have Quidditch practice, Professor," Harry actually arranged Quidditch practice whenever Slughorn sent for an invitation tied with a purple ribbon. This strategy kept him from leaving Ron behind, and the two of them often laughed with Ginny imagining Hermione staring at McLaggen and Shabini.

"Well, I believe you can win the first game after training so hard!" Slughorn said. "But it doesn't hurt to have a little fun. So, how about Monday night? You don't want to train in this weather anyway..."

"No, Professor," Harry said reflexively, and Slughorn was stunned.

"Harry and I have - uh - made an appointment with Professor Dumbledore to meet that night." Fan Lin said quickly, "Maybe Professor Dumbledore has something to explain, but in short..."

"Unlucky again!" Slughorn exclaimed strikingly. "Ah, okay... you two can't avoid me forever, Harry and Fanlin!" He waved his hands grandly and staggered out of the store, without even looking at Ron, as if he was a display Cockroach dumplings on the side.

"I can't believe you got away with it again," Hermione said, shaking her head. "They're not that bad... and sometimes they're funny..."

However, Hermione obviously noticed Ron's resentful eyes, and had to admit that Slughorn was still very strong in these aspects. For example, Slughorn would treat people who were irrelevant or unimportant in his eyes. It can be completely ignored.

“Oh look – here’s a deluxe set of sugar quills – that last for hours!”

Harry was pleased to see Hermione change the subject and pretended to be interested in the new oversized sugar quills, but Ron remained sullen and just shrugged when Hermione asked him where he wanted to go next. shrugged.

"Let's go to the Three Broomsticks," Fan Lin said, looking at the chaotic crowd. Something worse than Slughorn might pop up in the next second. The most important thing is that it is very close to here. .

"It will be very warm there." They wrapped their faces with scarves again and walked out of the candy store. Leaving the sweet warmth of Honeydukes, the biting cold wind blew on their faces like knives. There were not many people on the street; no one was chatting, everyone was just walking with their heads buried. But there were two exceptions. Not far ahead of them, two men stood in the doorway of the Three Broomsticks. One of them was tall and thin; squinting at the rain-stained glass in his hand, Harry recognized him as the barman from another bar in Hogsmeade, the Hog's Head.

As the four men approached, the waiter pulled his cloak around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man fumbling awkwardly on the ground for something.

"Mundungs!" Fan Lin asked tentatively. This figure gave him a very familiar feeling.

The crouching man with shaggy ginger hair jumped up and an old-fashioned suitcase fell out, fell to the ground and opened, spilling out a whole set that looked like something from a thrift store. s things.

"Oh, hello, Fanlin," Mundungus Fletcher said in an unconvincing lightness.

"Well, I won't disturb you anymore." He began to randomly grab things on the ground and stuff them into his suitcase, looking like he was in a hurry to leave.

"What are you doing here? Did Dumbledore ask you to come here?" Fan Lin asked, "Is it still a mission from the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Ah, it's nothing, I just..."

"You're selling these?" Harry asked, watching Mundungus grab the dirty-looking items from the floor.

"Oh, well, just to make ends meet," Mundungus said. "Give me that!" Ron just bent down and picked up a piece of silverware.

"Wait," Ron said slowly. "This looks familiar-"

"Thank you!" Mundungus took the goblet from Ron and stuffed it into the suitcase.

"Well, bye everyone - ow!" Harry grabbed Mundungus by the throat and pushed him against the wall of the pub. Holding him down with one hand, he pulled out the wand with the other.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed. "You took it from Sirius's house," Harry said as he and Mundungus came face to face with the unpleasant smell of old tobacco and alcohol. "It also has the Black family crest on it."

"I-didn't-what-?" Mundungus said incoherently, his face gradually turning purple.

"Are you sure?" Fan Lin said. He saw what was in Mundungus's hand. Obviously, Sirius had been away for too long, which made Mundungus...

"That was given to me by Black..." Mundungus said defensively. Obviously, no one would believe what he said, "So...so, Harry, can you..."

"I think Sirius will definitely kill you when he comes back, Mundungus." Fan Lin said, obviously not believing what Mundungus said.

"You thief!" Harry said, and the strength in his hand increased. Suddenly, Mundungus pushed hard, and with a bang, Harry felt his hand leave Mundungus' throat. .

Mundungus gasped and grabbed the box from the floor, and then—snap—he Disapparated.

Harry swore at the top of his lungs and darted over to see where Mundungus had gone.

"Come back, you thief-!"

"It's no use, Harry." Tonks appeared out of nowhere, her gray-brown hair soaked by the rain. "Maybe Mundungus is already in London. There's no point in calling."

"He stole from Sirius! Stealed!"

"Yes, but," Tonks looked unfazed by the news, "don't stay here, it's too cold."

She watched the four of them enter the door of the Three Broomsticks. Harry shouted as soon as he entered, "He's stealing from Sirius!"

"I know, Harry, but please stop barking, everyone is watching," Hermione whispered.

"Go and sit down somewhere, and I'll buy some drinks." When Hermione came back with four glasses of butterbeer, Harry was still angry.

"Can't the Order keep Mundungus under control?" Harry whispered to them both furiously. "Can't they even do the minimum thing of not letting him take advantage of him at the headquarters?"

"Shh!" Hermione said desperately. She looked around to see if anyone had heard; several wizards sitting nearby were staring at Harry with interest, and Shabini was lazily leaning against a pillar not far away.

"What happened, Tonks?" Fan Lin said, looking at Tonks' tired face, "Why did Mundungus get something at the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"That's why I came to you," Tonks said. "In fact, it's pretty bad."

"What happened?" Harry asked quickly.

"Oh, this was just an accident. You know, Fan Lin, we have been studying the vampire forbidden area."

"Dumbledore gave this job to you?"

"It's Sirius and vampires!" Tonks said, "Our whereabouts were discovered, and before we even got close, we were attacked by Death Eaters."

"Attack? How is this possible? They are not in France, staying with Nicoléme..."

"Oh, yes, but Nicoléme needs some organization. He wants to know what is in the vampire forbidden area, Fanlin?"

"A monster, maybe. Anyway, Tom gained power in him." Fan Lin said, "Harry, you should know that what you felt the last time you were connected to his mind..."

"Is that vampire power?"

"Yeah, that's pretty bad, and we found out about it and we've been trying to figure it out."

"Let's put that aside," Harry said, "How is Sirius, the attack on you?"

"He was injured and is currently lying in St. Mungo's Hospital in France. Maybe Mundungus thought he wouldn't survive, so that's why..." Tonks said hesitantly...

"You can't survive, what do you mean?" Harry said angrily. He had not received a letter from Sirius for a while, which in itself made him very uneasy.

"That's what he thought," Tonks said, "Sirius was hit by a spell when he was escaping, and he left his body."

"Apparition?" Fan Lin said, "How could this happen?"

"We were unprepared." Tonks looked a little exhausted. "Fortunately, Nicolas Flamel helped Sirius get the other half of his body back."

"How is he now?"

"There's no problem, I just can't leave his bed for a short time. It's just that the wound is relatively large and it will take some time to heal." Tonks said.

"Not all members of the Order of the Phoenix know about this?"

"So far, it's just you and me, Lupine and Mundungus."

"Him? How did he know?" Harry said in confusion, "A person like him..."

"You have to admit that Mundungus is quite good at sneaking into the dark wizard team, isn't he?" Tonks said, "It's just that we didn't know there was a problem in that link."

"It must be Mundungus, that coward. Perhaps he has..."

"Don't say that, Harry." Fan Lin frowned, "Joining the Order of the Phoenix requires an oath. We should trust..."

"What about Peter Pettigrew?" Harry said, "There was such an example before."

"That's just..." Tonks opened her mouth. She must admit that the example Harry found was very vivid.

"Let's do this for now, Tonks. Are you here just to inform me?" Fan Lin asked.

"Oh, there is another sentence," Tonks said, "Hidden in the corner of time... This is what Nicoléme asked me to tell you, what is this..."

"Hidden in the corner of time?" Fan Lin was a little confused, "What does this mean?"

"I don't know, maybe Nicolas Flamel wants to..." Hermione frowned, "Maybe he wants to remind you of something you forgot."

"Things you forgot?" Fan Lin shook his head, "But I don't remember that I forgot..."

"Perhaps you should bring Neville's memory ball over and use it." Ron touched his nose and said, "They are always like this. If they have some mystery or prophecy, can't they tell you directly?"

"Who knows?" Fan Lin rolled his eyes, "Hidden in the corner of time, what else did Nicoléme say, except this sentence."

"No more." Tonks shook her head, "That's all."

"So, Dumbledore has been with Nicolas Flamel?" Harry asked.

"It should be like this." Tonks said, "In fact, it's hard for me to see Dumbledore."

"Oh, he is always busy." Fan Lin shook his head and said, "No matter what, thank you for coming to tell me, and helping us convey your regards to Sirius, and keeping him in the ward. No drinking, I think it was enough to drive him crazy."

Fan Lin shook his head, remembering how Sirius had been injured a few times before, especially when no one was looking at him. This definitely made him extremely crazy.

Maybe I should go take a look at him?

But Harry can't be taken there. After all, Harry is just...an airdrop?

Anyway, a lot of people's eyes are on Harry. If Harry disappears from Hogwarts inexplicably, not to mention the Death Eaters, the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic will definitely destroy Hogwarts. Turn it over and look for it.

Given Harry's current position, this was an easy thing to do.

As the biggest trump card against Voldemort, almost everyone now places their hope on Harry. Even Dumbledore or Fan Lin are the minions around Harry...

It seems that he is a minion himself... (To be continued)