"Mystery person, it doesn't matter if you're a serious person or not, I'm just reminding you first. Professor McGonagall raised an eyebrow, then said flatly.

"Don't you have magic, you can deal with that mysterious man!" Uncle Vernon roared, anyone who felt that he was suddenly targeted by terrorists, especially terrorists who knew magic, probably looked like him, or even more exaggerated.

"I'm sorry, but the other side also knows magic, and is stronger than us. Professor McGonagall said calmly, but there was a hint of helplessness in her tone

"What about the old man with the white beard who came before?"

"He's dead. Professor McGonagall said without minus, but with a hint of pathos in her tone.

"Ha......" Vernon still remembered the old man's sharp gaze hidden under the lenses, and now felt even more breathless.

"So what are we going to do?"

"Dumbledore's magic lasts until next year, and until then this is the safest place to be, and if the mystery man hasn't been defeated by then, you'll probably have to move. ”

The man's fingers trembled as he tried to point at Professor McGonagall and felt a little rude, because the woman across from him was not easy to deal with.

"Do you know how hard it is to find a house?" he sat back in his chair, muttering and grumbling.

"It seems that we have reached a consensus. ”

"Let's go, Harry. ”

"But my luggage, and ......"

"You've got about five minutes to prepare. Glancing at the old-fashioned quartz wall clock hanging in the middle of the living room, Professor McGonagall said casually.

"Goodbye. Professor McGonagall said.

"Goodbye. Harry followed Professor McGonagall and beckoned to his relatives.

The two walked on the side of Privet Road, and in the evening, a row of illuminated street lamps had been lit up, extending to the other side of the street, and the yellowish light sprinkled all over the street, revealing a faint sense of warmth.

The shadows of the two were short in duration, as if they were constantly rushing from one moon to another.

"Now where are we going?"

"Go to Diagon Alley first, buy textbooks, and don't need to prepare when school is about to start. ”

"Why in advance?"

"When school starts soon, the mysterious people will be eyeing you. As if knowing what Harry was trying to ask, Professor McGonagall explained.

"But the nearest Floo network is over there......" Harry pointed in the opposite direction to their itinerary.

"We don't use Floo.com, look, it's here now. ”

A bright purple bus stopped in front of their eyes - a knight's bus.

As a means of transportation, it is quite safe at the moment

It's not the most dangerous yet.

"Two people, two tickets...... Okay, do you need a toothbrush?"

"No need. Professor McGonagall politely replied, and Harry nodded.

It didn't take long for them to come to Diagon Alley, which was now empty, with few people walking on the street.

Residents who are somewhat sensitive have heard the wind and sensed the anomaly of the atmosphere

And it wasn't until school started.

The shop's windows, which used to display spell books, potion ingredients, and cauldrons, were now invisible, but were obscured by large notices posted by the Ministry of Magic.

The notice was purple in color, and it looked very intimidating, varied, with unrecognizable faces and entire bodies hidden in cloaks, and the text below stated that it was a vampire who had attacked several innocent Muggles and wizards.

Werewolves also accounted for some percentage, smiling hideously and baring their sharp teeth.

There were also giants, but they didn't hurt anyone, they just destroyed some buildings

Several windows were nailed with wooden planks, including Florin Fosco's little ice cream shop. On the other hand, many dilapidated stalls suddenly popped up on both sides of the street. The nearest stall was set up under a stained striped canopy outside the Blotts, with a cardboard sign nailed to it:

Amulet: Effective against werewolves, dementors, and necromancers

The door to the Blotted bookstore didn't open, just a small movable door panel in the lower right corner, which is now the case with most of the shops on the street.

Professor McGonagall and Harry slumped in.

Buy the book first, and then you don't have to come back again.

"It's the Weasley home and you'll have a great time spending the second half of your vacation. ”

"Plus it" tossed a brand new copy of Advanced Potions Crafting into it.

"I haven't gotten my grades down yet, but I don't think I'll be able to take Potions class. Harry said helplessly.

"Don't give up hope. Professor McGonagall ignored Harry's answer.

"Take it, it will be useful in the future, there will be surprises. ”

"But before that, there are two people you want to meet. ”

I walked out of the bookstore and followed the road to a store.

One hung a rather brightly colored sign, with a little boy drawn in a cartoon stick figure grimacing the words "Weasley Magic Joke Shop" in gradient red lettering on the face. ”

"We are one of the few shopkeepers who dare to open a shop on this day. George and Fred said with a grin.

The Weasley Joke Shop?

Harry thought he had guessed something, "This is your shop?"

"We're graduating. Fred sighed.

"yes, I've finally stepped into society. George chimed in.

"Take a look at our wares, shall we?" the two brothers graciously invited Harry, as they tried to reach over and drag him into the store.

"It's time to go, we're short on time," Professor McGonagall shook her head, still shying away from the pranks.

"Now it's time for us to go to the Weasleys, that's where you're going to live next. ”

"Your report card will also be sent there. ”

After explaining Harry's precautions, Professor McGonagall led Harry into the shadows of no one around the corner of the alley.

"Hold on to my hand, I remember you haven't passed the illusion exam yet. Professor McGonagall said.

After a brief moment of distortion, in the blink of an eye, Harry felt that his body had become illusory and unreal, and his whole body seemed to float in the air, and the vision in front of him gradually distorted and became clear again.

It was only when his feet returned to the earth that Harry felt real, and he lifted his glasses, revealing a slightly Tudor-style building with a pigsty next to it, from the floor to the ceiling to the staircase, everything was a little crooked, and nothing was perfect.

"Well, I still have some work to do. Professor McGonagall led Harry to the door of the Underworld and didn't go inside.

"I'll leave it to you, Molly. ”

"Okay, he's going to gain a few pounds with me. Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry in surprise and said quickly, only to let him go after a while.

"Long time no see, Harry!" Ron hugged him.

He looked at it and then immediately became overwhelmed, for he saw many acquaintances gathered around the table.

Sirius, Ginny, a strange pink-haired woman, Lupin, etc......

They sat huddled around a somewhat low wooden table, with grease stains and scratches on the legs and top, the remaining members of the Order of the Phoenix.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Harry was also introduced to members he was not familiar with.

"This is Nymphadora Tonks. ”

"Just call me Tonks, I remember we met on the Express, Harry. ”

Lupin's arm accidentally touched Ron as he turned to let him go, knocking over the teacup, and the pale red tea stretched along the texture of the wooden table.

"If only ......" Sirius looked in front of him, and halfway through his sigh, his voice could not be pronounced.

The contract he signed with his nephew was also confidential.

He originally wanted to say that it would be good if his ancestral home had not been transferred, but it came to an abrupt end every time.

In fact, the Burrow is also good, in addition to being a little crowded, it can also make people feel a feeling.

"What about Mr. Moody?" Harry looked around, suddenly realizing that someone was missing.

"He was besieged by dozens of werewolves in the Wissam Forest. The smile on Lupin's face faded a little, and he said in a low voice,

"Shhh......hh

"It's okay, in the end, it's just that his wooden prosthetic leg is bitten, and he doesn't turn into werewolves, but most werewolves are turned into barbecue and ashes. ”

"But now that he's recuperating at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, the doctors have to take the time to get him a new leg. ”

"I guess you're going to have to change your Defence Against the Dark Arts class again. Lupin shrugged.

"Shall we go see him?"

He said no. ”

"And what about Hermione?"

"I don't know, maybe something else. ”

"Don't keep asking, give Harry a break. Mrs. Weasley brought some more cups of hot tea, "It's been a long time since we've made such a fuss." She had a smile on her face.

"Aren't George and Fred noisy enough?" said Ron, annoyed.

"That's different. Mrs. Weasley looked at the scene before her and nodded with satisfaction, she enjoyed the time she had together.