Chapter 1647: Dumbledore's Will
"I didn't expect to have a chance to see you as an adult, Harry!" Sirius said excitedly, rubbing the back of his hand against the corner of his eye, his voice choked up, "I thought I wouldn't have this opportunity, I never thought it would be this day...... You are like your father, and he was like that when he was an adult, and we celebrated him at Hogwarts. So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and if your father could see you now, he would be proud of you. ”
Because of Harry's adult birthday, Sirius thought of Jaime again, and he seemed to be extraordinarily sentimental.
He had a lot to say to Harry, all of which was reminiscing about the past.
At this moment, Harry, who was sitting across from Sirius and listening intently, seemed to have really become his best friend Jaime.
The others had made room for Harry and Sirius to be alone and have a good talk.
The afternoon was fleeting, and at seven o'clock, the guests arrived.
Fred and George stood at the end of the path to greet them and lead them into the house.
Lupin shook Harry's hand with a relieved smile, and the Tonks beside him looked simply radiant.
"Happy birthday, Harry. Tonks said, hugging him tightly.
She used to sit with Fleur and asked with interest about the wedding preparations.
Lupin sat down with Sirius and talked, and Mrs. Weasley prepared a bottle of wine for them.
After a while, Hagrid arrived.
As a sign of his attention, he put on his best furry brown suit, which was extremely ugly.
"Seventeen, isn't it?" Hagrid said as he took a keg of wine from Fred's hand, "We met today six years ago, Harry, do you remember?"
"A little impressed. Harry looked up at him with a grin, "Did you smash the door, give Dudley a pig's tail, and tell me I'm a wizard?"
"I can't remember the details. Hagrid chuckled, "How are you doing, Aven, Ron, Hermione, Elaine?"
"It's good. Hermione said, "What about you?"
"Oh, it's ok. Busy, we have a few newborn unicorns, and I'll show you when you get back. Hagrid dug out a small drawstring pouch in his pocket, with a long strap attached to it, apparently to hang around his neck, "Donkey skins, whatever is hidden in them, only the owner himself can take them." It's rare, this thing. For you, Harry!"
"Hagrid, thank you so much!"
"Nothing. Hagrid waved his hand the size of the lid of a trash can, "Yo, Charlie is back, too!
Charlie walked over and helplessly touched his freshly cut, mistakably short hair.
He was shorter than Ron, with a stout physique, and his muscular arms were covered in burns and scratches.
"Hello, Hagrid, how is everything going?"
"I've wanted to write to you for a long time, how is Noble?"
Noble was a fire dragon hatched from a dragon egg that Harry and Hagrid had obtained when they were in their first year, and finally gave it to Charlie to take care of.
"Norber?" Charlie laughed, "the Norwegian Ridgeback Dragon, we're calling it Norbeta now." ”
"What, Noble is a girl?"
"yes. Charlie said.
"How can you tell?"
"The mother is much more vicious. Charlie said, he turned his head to look and lowered his voice, "I really hope Daddy will come back soon, Mommy is starting to get upset." ”
They all looked at Mrs. Weasley, and they saw that she kept looking towards the gate as she bred up to speak to Mrs. Delacour.
After a few moments, she shouted into the garden, "I think we'd better not wait for Arthur, let's start now, he's going to have something to delay, oh!"
Everyone saw it at the same time: a ray of light swept across the courtyard, jumped onto the table, and turned into a bright silver mole.
It stood on its hind legs and spoke in Mr. Weasley's voice.
"The Minister of Magic is here with me. ”
The Patronus suddenly vanished, and the Fleurs family stared in horror at the place where it had disappeared.
"We shouldn't be here, hurry, Sirius!" Lupin said immediately, "Harry, I'm sorry, I'll explain ...... next time"
"I'm not leaving!"
"Sirius!" Lupin's voice carried a hint of warning, "we can't see the minister. ”
"Alright, alright, I'll come back later, don't rush to sleep, Harry. Sirius said, quickly getting to his feet, "So do you, Aven, I'm going to talk to you about my plans for the future." Don't worry, I've promised not to get involved, but there are some things you have to be aware of. ”
The two of them, along with Tonks, quickly left, and the three ran to the fence and flipped over and disappeared, leaving Mrs. Weasley confused.
"Minister, but why? I don't understand ......."
There was no time left to discuss the issue, and a second later, Mr. Weasley suddenly appeared at the gate.
He was flanked by Rufus Scrimgeur, who was instantly recognizable by his long gray hair.
The two newcomers strode across the courtyard toward the garden and the lantern-lit table, and everyone at the table was silent as they approached. Scrimgeour walked into the light of the lantern, much older than the last time they had met, emaciated, and grim-looking.
"Sorry to interrupt!" Scrimgeour limped over to the table and stopped, "and I found out I had trespassed into a party." ”
His gaze lingered on the giant snitch cake for a moment, then turned to Harry's face.
"I wish you a long and 100 years old. ”
"Thank you. Harry said.
"I want to talk to you alone. Scrimgeour continued, "And Evan Mason, Mr. Ron Weasley, and Miss Hermione Granger. ”
Strange, what are Scrimgeour looking for them for?!
"What did you tell us to do?"
"I'll tell you when we find a more hidden place. Scrimgeour said, asking Mr. Weasley, "Is there such a place?"
"Yes, of course. Mr. Weasley said, looking a little nervous, "Well, the living room, the living room." ”
"Very well, you go ahead. Scrimgeour said to Ron, "Arthur, you don't have to stay with us. ”
When Evan stood up, he saw Mr. Weasley and Mrs. Weasley exchange an uneasy look, and the four of them walked towards the house without saying a word.
Did Scrimgeour know they were going to drop out of Hogwarts?
Could it be that it was Dumbledore's will, the headmaster made a will in advance when he knew that he couldn't do it, or made it a long time ago, just in case.
If so, then what will he leave for them?