"Happy birthday! Harry!" said Darren and Hermione, who were already waiting there, as they had given them birthday presents, and finally, Mrs. Weasley had all four of them live in a tent so that no one had to huddle in the same room with others, and of course, all four of them were very happy with this, because the conditions were much better than those in the Burrow, at least in a single room. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Thanks," Harry said with an effort to smile, but not very successfully.

"What's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. “

"......" Darren and Hermione both looked at Harry.

"Oh, I had a dream," Harry said unnaturally.

Darren sighed, "Do you still think your dreams are the same as others? That may have important information that you should tell us." “

Hearing Darren's words, Harry lowered his head, "I, I just don't want you to worry. “

"Yes, we'll be worried, but that might cause us unexpected trouble!" Darren shook his head, "Okay, tell me, what do you dream about?"

"I don't know," Harry rubbed his forehead, "Voldemort, I think he's looking for Grigovich somewhere abroad, and it doesn't look like he's in England." ”

"Harry," Darren stared at Harry, "Professor Dumbledore is no longer here, so I think you should be mindful of what you call the mystery man." ”

"That's what he called Voldemort when the professor was here!"

"Now he's gone. ”

"......," Harry paused, "so we should be the same as before!"

"We've talked about this before, do you remember the contract you asked Bagman to sign at the Quidditch World Cup?"

"The one who made the bet?"

"Yes, since there are spells that work directly on souls through contracts, do you think the mystery man will allow himself to feel for other people's names?"

Hearing Darren's words, Harry's eyes widened, "Is there this magic?"

"Even Horcruxes are there," Darren said.

"But why didn't Professor Dumbledore mention it?"

"I'm afraid even Professor Dumbledore can't know every spell in the world, especially some dark arts that affect the soul, because you can't try it at all," Darren shook his head slightly, "Besides, it doesn't matter to him, even if the mysterious man knows that he is talking about himself, how can he react? Fight with Professor Dumbledore? I'm afraid I've fought many times before." ”

"Are you sure?"

Darren looked at Harry seriously, "Suppose what would have happened if we hadn't been under the protection of so many spells and Voldemort now knew your location?"

“……”

"So, for the sake of you being able to complete the task, and for our safety, you'd better change your habits, otherwise, if you leak out at some critical moment, it will be miserable. ”

"That's a good idea, Harry," Ron walked over as well, "Happy birthday!"

"Thanks," Harry wasn't in high spirits, and although it was his birthday, the conversation was clearly not going to make people happy.

"Alright, let's look at the present," Hermione said as she handed Harry her and Darren's birthday presents, "this is a gift for you, just open it here, don't show it to my mother." Ron took his share.

"A book?" Harry said, taking the rectangular package, "a bit of a farewell to tradition, isn't it?"

"This is no ordinary book," Ron said, "it's a lot of gold, and "Twelve Ways to Beat a Witch," explains everything you need to know about girls. If I had this book last year, I would have known how to get rid of Lavender, and I would have known how to get close to ...... Ahem, Fred and George gave me a copy, and I've figured out a lot of things, and you'll be surprised, and you don't have to use a wand. ”

Hearing Ron's words, Darren glanced at the book in Harry's hand, "Twelve Winning Ways to Charm Witches", well, I have to get a copy myself when I go back, who knows what the hell wizards have for marriage, especially ......

When Harry packed up his gifts and went to the kitchen of the Burrow, he found a large pile of gifts waiting for him on the table, and Mrs. Weasley was standing in front of the frying pan and chatting with Mr. Bill and Mr. Delacour when they had finished breakfast.

"Harry, Arthur told me to wish you a happy seventeenth birthday. Mrs. Weasley looked at him with a smile and said, "He has to go to work early, but he'll be back for dinner, and our gifts are on top." ”

Harry sat down, picked up the square package that Mrs. Weasley had pointed to, and opened it, revealing a watch, similar to the one that the Weasleys had given him when Ron was seventeen, with a gold texture, no hands on the dial, and only a few stars running.

"It's a tradition for wizards to give him a watch when they come of age. Mrs. Weasley said.

Listening to Mrs. Weasley's words, Darren looked at Hermione's left hand and tried to buy her a suitable watch for her, only to find that the other party was also looking at his left hand......

"Come on, open your presents!" Ron said after Harry had hugged Mrs. Weasley.

In those packages was a magic razor from Bill and Fleur, which, according to Mr. Delacour, would make you shave smoother and more comfortable than ever, but you had to tell it what you were thinking...... Otherwise, you may find that you have a little too little hair......

With chocolates from the Delacours, and a large box of the latest Weasley's Magic Tricks merchandise from Fred and George, Harry and the others had to leave the kitchen, which was crowded with Madame Delacour, Fleur, and Gabrielle.

Harry was going to carry the gifts to the attic, and as they passed the second floor, "Harry, could you come in for a moment?" Ginny walked out of her room.

Ron stopped, and Darren grabbed him by the elbow and continued upstairs, the guy hesitantly following behind as Harry followed Ginny into her room with some trepidation.

"He ......" In the attic, Ron frowned and whispered something, but Darren could only hear one word.

"He's on his birthday today," Darren said, placing Harry's gifts on the side of the attic and taking Ron's from them.

Ron sighed and stood there, no longer speaking, but after only a moment, he walked down, "...... Long enough. Darren and Hermione followed him.

Ron came to the door of Ginny's room and slammed into it, "Oh, I'm sorry. Darren and Hermione heard voices coming from behind them, and they didn't go inside.

Then, in silence, Ginny whispered in a flat tone, "All right, Harry, I wish you a happy birthday." ”