The two sides then proceeded so quickly that, at Phoenix's behest, George agreed to pay an additional 30% of the Arab parliament's expenses. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info U.S. Department of Security Aurors are not involved in any Arab operations (which can save a lot of special allowances). Afterwards, he complained to Phoenix about the New York Fire Dragon incident, and the overtime pay paid to the Office of Misinformation, the amnestics and the maintenance of rescue teams in the United States were about to collapse.

He just smiled and put his arm around George's shoulders and shook it.

On the last day, they attended an extremely dull farewell banquet, as both sides had enough reasons to be dissatisfied. On the way back, Phoenix fulfilled his promise to Yao Hong, telling them that there would be some dangerous magic experiments in Arabia, and if it was exposed, let them prepare in advance and cover up the past with natural disasters, and the magic agency would cooperate with them.

Back at the castle, the sky was slowly falling with snowflakes.

"Reasonable, is it necessary to add that thing?" said Watson, dusting the snowflakes off his shoulder, "the castle has already updated its security measures. ”

"The province has used the weather spell, don't you think the snow scene is beautiful?"

On the path, Hermione could be seen holding a drawing board by the lake in the distance, and a small golden unicorn was in front of her. He crept up behind Hermione and suddenly hugged her.

"I'll come back. ”

"Ah," Hermione exclaimed, "it scared me." ”

"Isn't there any induction? you gave me Muggle books that said lovers could be sensed and dealt with. Phoenix said aggrievedly.

Little Watson stopped to say hello to Hermione and walked straight to the castle.

"There's no scientific basis for that. Did it go well?"

"Very good, I took a cursory tour of the bazaar. The unicorn leaned over curiously, and he reached out and stroked its mane.

"Aren't you going to work? are you lazy again?" Hermione grimaced, and was about to start reasoning with him again.

"Yes," said Phoenix, hurriedly, "I have found time to write you a song." ”

"What can you really talk nonsense, what are you writing?" Hermione sneered and stood with her hands folded over her chest.

Against Hermione's will, Phoenix took a hand and knelt down. He was glad to have taken the time to glance at the book "Twenty-Four Poems That Melt the Witches."

To part, to die a little,

It is a kind of death of the love of the past;

No matter when or where,

People always give up a part of their lives and leave.

It is the wailing of the oath,

It is the last verse of the poem;

To part, to die a little,

It is a kind of death of the love of the past.

A departure is also a gamble,

Until the final farewell,

Take the soul of the person who gave it as a note.

"To be willing to gamble and lose at every farewell, and to parting is to die a little—" Hermione read out the last sentence with him.

Phoenix stood up awkwardly, covering his eyes with one hand, pretending to block out the glare that wasn't there. Feeling so embarrassed that the little unicorn bit his cuffs and tried to pull him away from Hermione.

"Well—you know the poem—"

"Of course, I memorized Edmund Arrogu's poems when I was in elementary school, and I couldn't think of you—" Hermione was moved, thinking he had read the Muggle poet's work. Phoenix scolded the author in his heart and sighed for his good luck.

"But the next time you recite a poem, remember the flower in your hand. Hermione kissed him on the cheek and grinned as she grinned at her sketchpad.

Hermione's ginger, loop-legged cat, Crookshan. It scurried around the meadow, its tail like a bottle brush standing high up, chasing a goblin. The goblin was covered in mud and lived like a potato with legs. Less than ten inches tall, his hardy little feet snapped and walked fast.

With a flick of Phoenix's hand, Crook Mountain was lifted up in the air and flew into his arms, his eyes fixed on the direction of the goblin's escape.

"I'll tell you something, I bought Hermione a pet when her magical Animagus-" Crook Hill turned his head swiftly, stretched out his paws, and smacked him on the arm, "Oh, that's because you can't be exactly a magical creature, and you can only blame your parents." ”

Crookshan jumped to the ground, turned around and screamed at him, and ran towards the castle.

"That's bad luck," Phoenix pulled out his wand, healing the wound. Watson took a stack of letters and walked towards him, "All right?"

"Very well, there are a few letters, mostly from your friend—" Watson pulled one out of it and handed it to him, "It's from Weasley." ”

The letter was short-lived, and Moody's discovery of Black's will was found one last time when he checked Grimmauld Place to make sure no sensitive documents had been left behind.

He wanted Phoenix to make a trip, which was supposed to be Arthur's way to pick up Harry at the Burrow, but Arthur thought it was safer for Harry to stay at his uncle's house in the current situation. The Minister was keen to take Harry to the Burrow's Mansion so that it would be easier for the Ministry to protect him.

Eventually, he told Phoenix that Arthur suggested that he visit him in a Muggle manner.

"Call me like a house-elf. Phoenix complained. He just came back and didn't really want to go out now.

At dinner, Hermione told him about the recent events in England.

Almost every day, the Daily Prophet reports on the disappearance or even death of people, as well as other bizarre events.

When she got up to serve him soup, she said: "They found the body of Igor Karkarov in a small cabin in the north. The Dark Mark hangs in the sky - do you remember him?"

Phoenix nodded. It has to be said that Karkaroff is very good at saving his life, and it is almost certain that he was prepared. Few of the people who betrayed Voldemort had survived for a week before.

"The Death Eaters are not as powerful as they used to be. ”

"The guy who runs the ice cream parlor in Diagon Alley, Flolin Fasco, judging by the situation in the shop, has been robbed. ”

"Oh, I like his ice cream, these scumbags. Phoenix scolded angrily.

"He must have offended them somehow. Hermione said, "Harry has been in contact with me. He wondered, when would he be able to go to the Burrow?"

"That's not good, he's safe at his aunt's house, the Burrow—but I think it's fine with the Loyalty Charm, I'll talk to them. ”

Phoenix said, looking up at her.

"Speaking of which, Professor Moody told me that he had found Blake's will and wanted me to take a run, would you like to come with me?"

"Of course, when are we going?" Hermione was stunned for a moment and realized who he was talking about.

"Tomorrow, Mr. Weasley reminds me to use Muggle transportation. Maybe Potter's aunt and uncle were a little sensitive to magic. Maybe I should get some Muggle clothes before I go. ”

A few years ago, Phoenix had visited the house, but the Dursleys would not have remembered. (To be continued.) )