The small town of Buderton...

"Professor, what are you bringing me here for?"

In the town at night, two figures, an old man and a young man, walked on the streets, and their reflections were long in the moonlight.

The old man was gray-haired, dressed in a white-gray robe, and his beard stretched to his chest, tied to his chest with a purple ribbon.

The young one is sixteen or seventeen years old, and his sapphire eyes are very charming, and if he doesn't wear glasses, I'm afraid he can fill in the charm of another three points.

"Voldemort is back, and if we want to defeat him, we must unite all the forces that can unite. Here, there lives a powerful wizard who helps us in our situation, and I don't want to bother him if it weren't for the terrible situation. ”

The old man bowed his head slightly, waved his hand at the boy, and took out a note from his pocket.

In front of my eyes, the note reads A request to meet, and the signature underneath is Arthur Weiss.

"Professor Dumbledore, what's wrong?" The young man raised his head slightly, looking at the old man's expression.

The old man, who was Dumbledore, shook his head with a smile and said, "It's Arthur's messenger note, don't worry, Harry, it's okay." ”

Spreading the note in his hand, Dumbledore scribbled it on his fingertips and wrote down his current address.

After writing the address, the handwriting on the slip of paper disappeared, as if a message had been sent, and it became a blank sheet of paper.

Three seconds later, the surrounding space blurred for a while, and when it returned to normal, there was a middle-aged man in a woolen sweater not far away.

"Arthur, what did I say to you the last time we met?" Dumbledore had his hands in his sleeves, as if he were warming his hands, but in fact there was his wand.

Arthur stood not far away, thought for a moment and said, "You told me that only thousands of us can stand up and break through the darkness that shrouds the sky. ”

Dumbledore nodded slightly, and every time they met, he said the conversation he had when he left last time, which would help distinguish between friend and foe.

In the wizarding world, there is something called a polyjuice potion that can turn one person into another.

Now the situation is so chaotic, no one dares to say that the friend who talks to him must be his friend, not someone who is fake.

"Professor, I've met a very powerful man who has a very troublesome curse on him, and I think we can win him over to our side by helping him." Arthur stepped forward, looked at Harry as he spoke, and smiled, "Good evening, Harry!" ”

"You, Uncle Arthur." Harry was smiling, as happy as if he had seen a loved one.

It's a pity that Dumbledore didn't give much time to catch up, so he took the initiative to ask, "Did you fight?" ”

"Yes, I'm losing badly, and if he wants to kill me, it's probably no more difficult than getting a beer from the wine cabinet. What's more, he's an Asian, he doesn't have a Death Eater logo on his hands, and he has a lot of disdain for mystery people, so he can't be an accomplice of mystery people. Arthur said as he recounted the situation.

The more Dumbledore listened, the happier he became, Arthur was a member of the Order of the Phoenix, and Dumbledore knew his strength well.

The person who can easily defeat him is at least Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and the existence of the level of the vice principal cannot be found in the entire wizarding world.

"What's his name and what curse has he been under him?" Dumbledore asked with some impatience with a happy face.

Arthur was not the leader of the Order of the Phoenix, and had no idea how much pressure the Order of the Phoenix was facing.

Now that Voldemort is back, Dumbledore is racking his brains, but he also feels powerless, he needs strong support too much.

"Wang Xu, this is his name, it's hard to say whether it's true or not. The curse in him is also strange, a curse that gives people nightmares, and I've tried several spells to break the curse, but it didn't work very well. Arthur's tone paused slightly, and he added, "I've checked a lot of information, and I'm not sure about the curse at all, I think I should inform you." ”

"Arthur, you're doing a good job, you go back first, I'll be there in a moment." Dumbledore glanced at the night and whispered to Harry, "Come with me, I'll take you to meet a man with whom I used to work and now it's time to ask him out." ”

"Professor, what's his name?"

"Horace Slughorn..."

In the Harry Potter world, there is no clear hierarchy, and Harry doesn't know what kind of strength this Slughorn professor has.

If Wang Xu was here, he could tell Harry with certainty that Slughorn had at least the strength of a vice-principal.

There are four branches of Hogwarts, namely Gryffindor led by Professor McGonagall, Steuterin led by Professor Snape, Ravenclaw led by Professor Flitwick, and Hufflepuff led by Professor Sprout.

The deans of these branches have more strength than ordinary professors, and they are masters of manipulating magic.

When Voldemort was a student, Slughorn was the head of Dieterin, and he was a man of Professor Dumbledore's time, and he regarded Voldemort as his proudest disciple and was deeply proud of him.

Later, Voldemort became the villain, and Slughorn felt disgraced and chose to leave in frustration.

He has been gone for decades, but there is no denying his strength, he has a power far beyond that of ordinary wizards, and his only drawback is his greed for fame and fortune.

"It's time to eat!"

The flowers bloomed two on each branch, and when Arthur approached Dumbledore, the Burrow had a dinner party.

On a long table that can seat more than a dozen people, there is a large plate of sandwiches and a pot of mushroom and meat soup.

Like a hard-working little bee, Madame Molly handed out two sandwiches and a bowl of mushroom soup to each of them, and said, "Eat quickly, everyone, and try my craft." ”

With a sandwich in one hand and a soup spoon in the other, the children lowered their heads and began to eat.

Wang Xu didn't move, but looked at the sandwich.

The sandwich is simple to make, and two slices of bread are sandwiched with turkey, tomatoes, lettuce, and peanut butter.

But this is too small, a sandwich is only half a palm the size, and the bread is thinly sliced, Wang Xu cushioned it and estimated that there were not even two taels.

Seeing that Wang Xu was stunned, Mrs. Mo Li sat beside him with a smile and took the initiative to say, "Isn't it to taste?" ”

"It's okay, I'm very casual about what I eat." Wang Xu picked up the sandwich, took a bite and a half, and ate it in two bites.

The taste is not bad, and if you eat Western food occasionally, you should change the taste.

One, two, three or two bites, and the two sandwiches that were given to him were gone.

Wang Xu was not polite to everyone, nodded to Mrs. Mo Li with a smile, and reached out to take two more from the plate.

Two bites and one bite, Wang Xu will not stop eating.

The people who practice martial arts themselves have a large amount of food, and there are many people who fight ten catties of rice and meat in the eclipse, and Wang Xu is practicing kung fu all over his body, and the amount of food is also the best among those who practice martial arts.

At first, Madame Molly was very happy, and the fact that the guests ate a lot showed that her craftsmanship was good, and it was a good thing to be appreciated.

It's not good when you get to the back, Wang Xu doesn't eat too much, but eats too much.

Hermione ate a sandwich and drank a bowl of mushroom soup to fill up, Ginny ate two, and Ron ate three.

Wang Xu didn't stop eating, there were a total of thirty sandwiches on the plate, and he ate twenty-two alone, and Mrs. Mo Li was afraid that he wouldn't be full, so she gave him her two sandwiches.

Wang Xu didn't refuse to come, you can't eat enough these years, he is not a guest on an empty stomach and leaves on an empty stomach, it's a big deal to go back and ask the Wes family to rub it again.

"Eat too much, are you alright?" Seeing that Wang Xu was still going to serve soup, Mrs. Mo Li couldn't help but speak.

Wang Xu shook his head with a smile and said bluntly: "My meal has always been very large, and I can eat seven or eight people in an ordinary meal, and sometimes I can order more." ”

Mrs. Molly swallowed and foamed, she had many children in her family, and this time she made thirty sandwiches, which she wanted to keep for the children to eat.

It's good now, not to mention the children, she doesn't even have to eat, and it looks like she's going to lose weight tonight.

"Mom, you haven't eaten yet, have you?" Ginny is worthy of being a little padded jacket, and the first thing that comes to mind is her mother.

Mrs. Mo Li smiled bitterly and said strongly: "I have been blessed recently, and I dare not eat anything at night. ”

"Mom, are you losing weight?" Ron reacted slowly and said approvingly, "That's great, you're as fat as a seal now, it's time to lose weight." ”

"Hehe..."Mrs. Molly smiled with exhaustion, who could she reason with such a stupid son.

Wang Xu ate a lot, but it was not a rice bucket like Ron, and he said, "Mrs. Mo Li, you invite me to eat sandwiches, and I invite you to eat roast duck in the capital." ”

After saying this, Wang Xu stretched out his hand and wiped it on the table, and a plate of Beijing roast duck suddenly appeared.

When I looked closer, I saw that the duck was still steaming, and it was obvious that it had just come out of the oven.

"Please..."Wang Xu pushed the roast duck forward and motioned for Mrs. Mo Li to taste it.

Hermione smacked her tongue as she watched from the sidelines, and couldn't help but speak, "What kind of magic is this?" ”

"No comment." Wang Xu smiled at Hermione, where would he know what magic, this was what he took out of the spatial ring.

It's just that he doesn't want to reveal too much about the matter of owning the space ring, and he doesn't think it's necessary to reveal it.