The curtain was made of silk, but the faint view of the outside could be seen from the inside, and the various sounds coming from the ball were doubled. It seems that this www.biquge.info is dedicated to talking about some secret whispers.

"How's it going? Mr. Elias Story is no longer visiting the sights of Paris. "Phoenix is sure, otherwise his uncle wouldn't have to come.

"Yes, they set out from Sedan for Geneva," De Tréville was wary of the situation outside, "and we arranged a search before they left. Nothing out of the ordinary, they just seem to be ordinary travelers, we candid a picture. ”

He pulled out a photo. Phoenix, the three of them put their heads together, and there were only three people in the photo. Among the three people, one middle-aged man had a vigilant face, which made the other two laugh so happily that they almost burst their bellies.

"This is the locket!" Harry said excitedly, and his words turned terrified, "and he put it on." ”

"yes, what about the back?" Phoenix responded.

"Nothing, just like a normal traveler. I was going to have the Aurors take them down—while they were visiting the Ministry of Magic—but, this person—" Battenberg began, gesturing to the serious, vigilant man in the photo, "he's the former Minister of Security of MACUSA, and Abraham Potter Jr. is a descendant of one of MACUSA's first twelve Aurors. Considering the situation, the risk of forcible arrest is high, so I didn't do it. They have now gone to Rome. ”

"WHAT IS MACUSA?" HARRY ASKED HERMIONE HABITUALLY.

"The equivalent of the U.S. Department of Magic. She whispered.

"The Roman Parliament has also taken over, and they are still watching. Outside, there was a burst of laughter, and someone set off a couple of magic firecrackers from the Weasley Trick Shop.

"I'll talk to Harry. Phoenix graciously asked them out.

The curtain was lifted in a corner, and the noise outside poured in at once, as if someone was talking about turning up the volume of the radio to the maximum. When they put down the hand covering their ears and looked at each other, neither of them spoke first.

"That's a Horcrux, he's wearing a Horcrux -- I mean, think of Ginny. Hermione was the first to speak, her voice lowered.

"It's okay for now, he's an adult, and the Horcrux won't work on him so quickly. Phoenix thought it was okay, "And for the Horcrux to have a direct effect on the owner, it must be approached further. ”

"What does that mean?" asked Harry.

"It's like a diary, you write to him and he responds to you. It's good contact behavior. Just wearing it for limited contact, I still suspect that a Horcrux can only materialize and amplify some of your characteristics. To be in control, one has to go into a deep communication, not a feeling. ”

"Perhaps, it's time for us to go," Harry said earnestly, "I mean, I'm ready." ”

"No, we're not enough—I mean our level of magic," Hermione replied immediately, apparently considering this, "and that man has an Auror as a bodyguard, we must not be impulsive." Whether or not he was possessed by Voldemort can only be guessed, and in case we are struck by the snake, we may never find him again. ”

"She was right. We went to school right away, and it was very dangerous - I don't know, no matter who that kid was, he wouldn't be a good person with a Horcrux sooner or later. ”

Phoenix stroked the pattern on the curtain.

"So we're just waiting?" Harry couldn't contain his emotions.

"Wait, wait for him to come home. We knew where he lived, who he was, and we'd go, but I thought it might have been a bit long. "Phoenix is telling you the truth," they clearly take the international tourist route, browsing places of interest, shopping, and visiting along the way. We must be prepared to drift abroad for a long time, in addition to their group, we must also be careful, those dark wizards in the world, they are not taking the route of good babies. ”

"Let's go," Slughorn looked outside, "don't let the professor look for us, we're guests." ”

Phoenix pulls Hermione off the curtain and joins the dance floor. They were surrounded by young boys and girls, dancing to the music. The adults were on the periphery discussing with great interest all matters related to power and money.

The two eccentric sisters played a waltz themselves.

Slughorn pulls the reluctant Harry around as if he were his son.

"Don't go back to the dorm tonight. Phoenix whispered in her ear.

"How's that going to work?" Hermione's tone wasn't very resolute, hesitant.

"Why not, we're adults. ”

"I am, you're not. Hermione corrected.

"It's only a month or two. Phoenix gestured slightly, "I have a good Christmas present for you." Hope you like it. ”

"Uh-huh. Hermione said disapprovingly.

"Yes, no- I mean, those Muggle books you gave me, I'll keep reading them. As you know, I taught myself some Muggle studies. Definitely good, trust me. ”

When the Weird Sisters start playing a classic old song, everyone goes down. A particularly jazzy song "A Pot of Fiery Love" was quite popular decades ago, which just met the tastes of many people present.

Oh, come and stir up this pot of soup of mine,

If you do it properly,

I'll boil out fiery love,

Accompany you to warm tonight.

After the prom ended, Phoenix sneaked with Hermione to the eighth-floor Room of Requirement. As always, if it were just the two of them, he would always think of a room with a bed in the hope that something would happen, if not every time in Turin.

"Take it out, what Christmas present?" Hermione untied the large diamond necklace, perhaps it was too heavy.

"Take it apart," Phoenix handed her a wrapped gift box, "I read it in Muggle books specifically for my girlfriend at Christmas." ”

Hermione tore open the package, revealing a special set of clothes inside. The red and white velvet clothes are very strange, and they seem to have shrunk compared to ordinary robes.

"Are you sure it's clothes," Hermione frowned, "and how it feels like it's for children." ”

Compared with his own figure, the white fluff can only cover the thighs, and there is a possibility of walking away at any time as he walks. After taking off the hat, the milky white stockings exposed underneath made her even more alarmed.

"What books are you reading," two blushes rose in Hermione's face.

"This magazine," Phoenix didn't know what was wrong with what he was sending, "Well, this one--this year's Christmas hot gift in the back, it's been the hottest Christmas gift for two years, and although the name of this outfit is strange, the style seems to be even weirder." ”

Hermione ignored him and flipped to the back. Blue Christmas outfit to let your girlfriend give you a touch of heat in the cold winter.

"That's not what the blue Christmas outfit means," Hermione said angrily and amusedly, "and don't read this kind of magazine, it's not healthy." ”

"Well, okay, but you put it on first, so let me see what it is. ”