That night, Ryan and his young men lived together in a tent set up in the kitchen. Because there are so many people staying here tonight, the Burrow is too small to spare enough beds. So Ryan and the young men had to pitch a tent for one night. Fortunately, the tents in the wizarding world are not so cramped.

To make matters worse, Ryan was sleeping that night when a scream suddenly came from Harry's room. He immediately jumped out of bed with a carp thud, then grabbed his wand at the bedside and put on his coat and ran towards the house where Harry was. As he ran out of the door, he saw Hermione, who lived across the door from him, rushing out dressed almost the same as himself.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" Ryan pushed open the door to Harry's house and walked in as Hermione stayed on guard, then sat up in shock as Harry sat up in his pajamas.

"I just saw Lord Voldemort. Harry didn't try to hide what he had just seen. "He was now furious, torturing the Death Eaters in a large house with a fireplace and a long table, because they had lost so much today under the guidance of false news. ”

"Sounds like good news. Ryan nodded. "But this connection to the soul of the mysterious man should stop! Your scar—it shouldn't be like this anymore! You must not let that connection be connected again. ”

"I know, but I can't really close my brain. Harry shook his head and said helplessly. "It's not that I didn't practice hard, but every time Voldemort's mind always broke through the defenses in my brain. ”

"I think you can try this. Ryan thought for a moment and pulled out a silver-white strap, "Tie this to your head and feel it." ”

Harry said after feeling it for a while, Harry took the strap from Ryan's hand and tied it to his head. "It felt amazing, I felt like I had a pair of warm wings around my brain. ”

"That's good," Ryan nodded. "This is a new magic item that I made recently, and the main purpose at that time was so that I could avoid mental interference when I was researching, and now I can be sure that as long as the mysterious person is not too close to you, he can basically be immune to this uncontrolled state of connection between the two souls you encountered. ”

"Thank you. Harry looked at Ryan and said seriously. "Also, I swear I didn't mean to criticize you when I spoke this afternoon, I was really just talking about myself, please believe me. ”

"I believe in you, Harry. Ryan yawned. "Also, it's supposed to be one o'clock in the morning. That sound of yours really scared people. Okay, I'll go to bed, see you tomorrow morning. ”

"The vigilance of others is also too poor. After closing the door to Harry's bedroom, Ryan explained to Hermione a rough idea of what had just happened. Hermione nodded, then pouted at the door where the Weasley twins and Ron were asleep. "If someone had attacked, I don't think they would have reacted adequately. ”

"You should believe that the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic have planted a double defense around here, and what they encountered today is too exciting for them, so it is normal to sleep deeply at this time for the sake of brain self-protection. You can't measure the two of us against each other's level. Ryan said, and he kissed Hermione on the cheek. "Alright, let's go to bed. I'm going to wake up early tomorrow. ”

The next few days were busy. For example, Ryan began to make a new batch of alchemy items for the members of the Order of the Phoenix with the help of Hermione, and only Harry and Ron seemed to be more idle. However, Mrs. Weasley soon found the two of them, and soon they were busy preparing for the wedding.

Ryan was thinking about the future in addition to making alchemy props during this time, and he felt that it was basically impossible for Voldemort to attack the Ministry of Magic on the wedding day while Dumbledore was still alive, but in this way, Ryan also lost his prediction of Voldemort's next move, making everything in front of him seem to be shrouded in fog.

"Regardless of him, in short, the soldiers will come to block it, and the water will cover it. It's too late to wait for Voldemort to attack before responding, but it's strange to say, I didn't worry about this when I was weak before, but now when I can resist Voldemort head-on, I start to think about it. After thinking for a while, Ryan smiled relievedly and continued to finish the task at hand, in this era of war, war-related magic items are never enough.

"I'm so tired. It was two nights before the wedding, and Harry complained before he was ready to eat. "You know what? For the past two days, Ron and I have been scrubbing the dishes, coloring gifts, ribbons, and flowers, removing goblins from the garden, and baking a bunch of appetizers for Mrs. Weasley. ”

"No way, everybody's busy. Ryan took the plates from the cupboard to the table and placed them one by one. "But weddings always have to be prepared, and Mrs. Weasley can't do it alone. ”

After a few men had set up the dishes, the door opened, and Mr. Weasley, Kingsley, and Bill entered, and sat down at the table, a little tired. Perhaps due to the defection of Malfoy's mother and son to live at 12 Grimmauld Place and Snape, many members of the Order of the Phoenix now often choose to come to the Burrow for dinner.

For this reason, the kitchen was crowded with people after the meal, and it was difficult to use knives and forks. Ryan had to move his arm carefully to make sure he didn't elbow Hermione, who was sitting next to him.

"How's it going up outside lately?" Ryan broke the silence as he was almost eating, asking Bill on the other side

"Nothing has happened, or it's been too quiet for the past few days. Bill put down his knife and fork with a serious expression. "The clash of the last two days was not insignificant, but none of the newspapers had mentioned it lately, and not even the Ministry of Magic had done anything about it. You know, there were several illegal portkeys that were used, and if they had been in the past, they would have come to the door to ask for the guilt, but they didn't do anything now. ”

"Could it be that in this critical situation, the Ministry of Magic is still planning to bury its head in the sand and be an ostrich?" Harry's eyes widened.

"It sounds incredible, but sometimes it's always the case. Mr. Weasley said. Scrimgeour didn't want to admit that the Mystic Man was so powerful, and even less willing to admit that the Ministry of Magic was completely out of control in the current situation. ”

"And what about the others besides Scrimgeour?" Ryan asked, "There are not many people in the Ministry of Magic, and there are many resistors who are naturally mysterious, such as those hemp wizards who are on the front line. Won't they stand up for themselves?"

"Of course there is, but people are afraid," Mr. Weasley replied, "for fear that they will be the next to disappear, and that their children will be attacked next! But the Ministry of Magic, which should have stepped forward the most, couldn't even protect its own staff, and the only thing Scrimgeour could do was lock himself in his office all day, and I really hope he's working on a plan. ”

No one spoke for a moment, until Mrs. Weasley magically brought the empty plate to the counter and brought out the apple pie.

"Okay, let's be happy, after all, the wedding is in two days. As the organizers, we can't be so depressed. Mrs. Weasley said. "I want people to laugh at least when the wedding happens. ”