After listening to Harry talk about his "dream", Professor McGonagall took him and Ron away, and they went to see Dumbledore, and Darren asked the others to go back to bed, after all, the dorm was almost all D.A. members, and the behavior at the assembly would naturally affect the usual behavior. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

By the time they got up in the morning, Harry and Ron hadn't returned, not only the two of them, but Darren hadn't spotted the twins and Ginny at the dinner table, apparently, the Weasleys had left Hogwarts.

Umbridge was very angry about this, especially when it came to Harry, and she tried to talk to the people in the dormitory, but unfortunately, the holidays were just around the corner, and everyone managed to delay until the school announced the official end of the semester and escaped from Hogwarts, but this meant that Darren's vacation time was also lost...... In addition, Hermione told him that Dumbledore had told him what had happened last night in the morning, and as a result, he could only tell Penelope in great frustration that he should relax during the Christmas holidays.

Because he was leaving the school with the other students, Darren didn't want to be too conspicuous, so he took the knight's bus with Hermione to 12 Grimmauld Place, where it was already six o'clock in the evening.

Harry and the Weasleys had already moved in, so according to the previous arrangement, Darren and Hermione were arranged in their separate rooms, and after settling in, they went to find Harry, but they were told that they hadn't seen him since this morning, not even at lunchtime, and at the same time, Ron said what they had heard with their telescopic ears last night, Harry was looking through the eyes of the mysterious snake, if the mysterious man was attached to him...... It seems that, at least until now, Dumbledore has not understood the real reason why Harry and Voldemort are connected to each other.

In the end, only Darren was left next door to the room, "I know you're here," Hermione said, "are you coming out? I want to talk to you." ”

"What are you doing here?" asked Harila as she opened the door, "I thought you were going to be with your parents!" Darren really wanted to punch him in the chest with his little fist, bear boy, too much to beat......

After Hermione and Ginny's enlightenment, Harry finally stopped suspecting that he had attacked Mr. Weasley, and then grabbed a sandwich from the plate on the bed and stuffed it into his mouth.

Fortunately, Moody will also come to 12 Grimmauld Place, and Darren will finally find a chance to learn Occlumency from him, because what Dumbledore did to Hermione makes him feel bad, and it is not clear that he wants to pull them into the Order of the Phoenix.

"Occlumency, a spell to prevent the mind from being invaded by outsiders. It's the obscure branch of witchcraft, but it's very useful!" Moody took a sip from his curved flask, "When I was still in the Ministry of Magic, some Aurors who were asked to go undercover had to know this, otherwise, in case they met someone who could take their minds," he tugged at his throat with his hand.

"Actually, the practice of 'Occlumency' is very simple, eliminate distractions, throw away all feelings, and then restrain your thoughts, but it is quite difficult to actually operate, of course, it is easier than the mind of the defence," Moody said. The first thing you can do is to empty your mind, not to think, not to remember, not to feel, that's why I wanted you to learn the Detrination first, it can make your brain ossified, no one knows why you were suddenly able to learn the Dementor, I don't want to take any chances," he added, "And it's such a waste of time to sit motionless all day, you still have to participate in the Triwizard Tournament!"

Thank you, Moody's......

On Christmas morning, 12 Grimmauld Place was bustling, and after Christmas lunch, Darren heard that people were going to see Mr. Weasley, led by Mad-Eye and Lupin, and Mondongus found a car, and put an enlargement charm, the size of the outside was normal, but ten people sat in it without crowding, which was especially important to the Weasleys.

Although Darren had been to St. Mungo's Hospital for the Physically Injured and Injured in order to treat Blake's injuries, it was all carried by Kreacher through Apparition, and they had never been from the outside, and they came to a wide street, parked in front of an old-fashioned red brick department store, with a sign that read "Taotao Co., Ltd.", and only a few cracked dummies in the window, wearing wigs and postures, wearing clothes from at least ten years ago, and a large sign that read "Closed for Renovation" on the dusty doors.

"Here," Mrs. Weasley led them to a shop window, where there was only a particularly ugly female dummy, with false eyelashes falling off, and wearing a green nylon dress.

"Are you ready?" she asked, and Darren saw the people around him nod, leaning in towards Mrs. Weasley, and following, "Hello, we're coming to see Arthur Weasley." ”

Just like at platform 934 at King's Station, after taking a step forward, it becomes a waiting room, which is also decorated with festive decorations, bright red and gold crystal bubbles, like giant Christmas balls, with holly hanging from every doorway, and a Christmas tree covered with snow and ice sparkling in every corner, with a twinkling gold star at the top of the tree.

"Family strife, huh?" Darren heard a blonde witch behind the information desk smirk, "You're the third one I've seen today...... Spell Damage Section, 5th floor. ”

When they entered the room, they found Mr. Weasley leaning on the bed, he had just finished eating the Christmas turkey, and the remaining scraps were still in the tray on his lap, and the expression on his face was quite meek, but when Mrs. Weasley asked him about his condition, he seemed a little overzealous, probably because he had not heard the idiom "there are no silver three hundred taels here".

"You want to tell me," Mrs. Weasley said word by word, apparently not noticing that everyone else was panicking, and Darren pulled Hermione out of the place, "Are you using Muggle therapy?"

"It's not nonsense, Molly, my dear," Mr. Weasley's pleading voice came from behind him, "it's just ...... It's just that Pai and I want to try...... It's a pity...... ...... for this particular wound It wasn't as effective as we expected......"

"What do you say, that's how it works?"

"That's Daddy. When the other children finally slipped out of the room, Ginny shook her head and said, "Stitches?" I ask you, what is that?"

"Oh, it's effective for non-magical wounds," Hermione replied, "I think there's something in the snake venom that melts it away......"