"So, uh...... Does Slavhorn look like a good teacher? ”

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"I don't know," Harry said. "It can't be worse than Umbridge anyway, can it?"

"I know there's someone worse than Umbridge," a voice came from the doorway. Ron's sister walked in listlessly, looking a little agitated. "Hello, Harry."

"What's wrong with you?" Ron asked.

"It's all her," Ginny slumped on Harry's bed, "she's driving me crazy." ”

"What did she do this time?" Hermione asked sympathetically.

"It's the way she talks to me - you'd think I'm a three-year-old!"

"I see," Hermione said, lowering her voice, "all she had on her mind was herself. ”

Harry was surprised to hear Hermione talk about Mrs. Weasley like this, and it was no wonder that Ron was angry and said, "Can't you two just put her down for five seconds?" ”

"Oh, yes, defend her," Ginny snapped, "and we both know you don't get tired of her." ”

This is a very strange assessment of Ron's mother.

Harry realized that he had made a mistake and said, "Who are you talking about?" ”

But he got the answer before he could finish asking the question.

The door to the room was opened again, and Harry instinctively jerked the quilt down to his chin, so much so that both Hermione and Ginny slipped from their beds to the floor.

A young woman stood in the doorway, so breathtakingly beautiful that she seemed to have enough air in the room. She was as slender and slender as a willow tree, and her long blonde hair had a dizzying silver glow. What made the scene even more perfect was that she still had a full plate of breakfast in her hand.

"Ahhry," she greeted in a guttural voice, "long time no see!" ”

She crossed the threshold and walked towards Harry, and Mrs. Weasley suddenly appeared behind her, looking angry.

"There's no need to bring the plates, I'm getting ready to do it myself!"

"No problem," Fleur Delacour put the plate on Harry's lap and leaned over to kiss him on both cheeks: Harry felt the place where she had kissed a sensation of heat. "I've always wanted to see you again. Do you remember my sister Gabrielle? She was always talking about Arleigh Potter. She'll be happy to see you again. ”

"Oh...... Is she here too? Harry said hoarsely.

"No, no, silly boy," Fleur laughed like a silver bell, "I mean next summer, waiting for us- don't you know anything?" ”

Her big blue eyes widened and she looked reproachfully at Mrs. Weasley, who said, "We haven't had time to tell him yet." ”

Fleur turned to Harry and flicked her long, silver waterfall hair right across Mrs. Weasley's face.

"Bill and I'm getting married!"

"Oh," Harry said blankly. He couldn't help but notice that Mrs. Weasley, Hermione, and Ginny were all resolutely avoiding their eyes. "Wow. Uh-congratulations! ”

She leaned down again and kissed him.

"Bill is very busy and working hard right now, and I'm just working part-time at Gringotts to improve my English, so he brought me here for a few days so I could get to know his family better. I'm so glad to hear you're here – there's not much to do here unless you like to cook and feed the chickens! All right - enjoy your breakfast, Arlie! ”

With that, she turned gracefully and left the room as if floating, closing the door softly behind her.

Mrs. Weasley made a voice that sounded like "Wow! ”

"Mommy hates her," Ginny said quietly.

"I don't hate her!" Mrs. Weasley whispered in annoyance. "I just don't think they should have gotten engaged so soon, that's all."

"They've known each other for a year," Ron stared at the closed door, looking a little odd, like he was drunk.

"Well, it wasn't long! I know why this is happening, of course. It's all because of the uncertainty that comes with the return of the mystery man, and people feel that they might die tomorrow, so they rush to make all sorts of decisions that could have been done slowly. It's the same as the last time he was strong, full of elopes—"

"Including you and Daddy," Ginny said mischievously.

"Yes, but your dad and I are a match made in heaven, so what can we wait for?" Mrs. Weasley said. "Bill and Fleur, on the other hand...... Well...... What do the two of them have in common? He's a hard-working, down-to-earth person, and she's—"

"A cow," Ginny nodded, "but Bill isn't so down-to-earth either." He's a spell solver, right, he likes a little adventure and a little charm...... I think that's why he likes 'pus'. ”

"Don't call Fleur like that, Ginny," Mrs. Weasley said sternly, while Harry and Hermione snickered. "Okay, I guess it's better to do my thing...... Hurry up and eat the eggs while they're hot, Harry. ”

She left the room looking worried.

Ron still looked like he was drunk; He tried to shake his head, like a dog trying to shake the water off his ears.

"She lives in the same house as you, aren't you used to her?" Harry asked.

"This ...... You can," Ron said, "but if she pops up, like she just did......"

"It's sad," Hermione said irritably, striding furthest from Ron, and after reaching the corner, she turned and folded her arms over her chest to face Ron.

"Don't you want her to be by your side forever?" Ginny asked suspiciously.

Ron just shrugged.

Ginny glanced at him, then looked at Harry and continued, "Mommy would have stopped this if she could, I'd bet anything." "How is she going to stop them?" Harry asked.

She had been trying to persuade Tonks to stay for dinner. I guess she wanted Bill to fall in love with Tonks. I wish I did too, and I would prefer to keep her at home. ”

"yes, it works," Ron said sarcastically. "Listen, no guy in their right mind would fall in love with Tonks when Fleur is around. I mean, Tonks wouldn't be bad - if she didn't do those stupid things to her hair and nose, but—"

"No matter how ugly she is, it's better than 'pus,'" Ginny said.

"She's smarter, she's an Auror!" Hermione said as she stood in the corner.

"Fleur isn't stupid. She's smart enough to compete in the Triwizard Tournament," Harry said.

"Don't breathe out of his nostrils!" Hermione said sarcastically.

"I think you'd love to hear 'Floating Pus' call you 'Ali', didn't you?" Ginny asked contemptuously.

"No," Harry wished he hadn't said anything, "I just said, 'pus,' I mean, Fleur—"

"I'd rather Tonks be in our house," Ginny said. "At least she can bring laughter."

"She hasn't brought any laughs lately," Ron said. "Every time I see her, I feel like she's getting more and more like a crying myrtle."

"It's not fair to say that," Hermione snapped. "She hasn't recovered from that incident yet...... You know...... I mean, he's her cousin! ”

Harry's heart sank.

They spoke of Sirius.

Sirius, though alive, voluntarily joined the team to track down the Dark Lord, the most dangerous job of all, with the most direct collision and contact with the Death Eaters, and no one knew when he would encounter Voldemort. Once Sirius did encounter Voldemort...... Harry didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He could only pick up his fork and shovel the omelette and put it in his mouth, hoping that this would avoid joining their conversation.

"Tonks and Sirius barely know each other!" Ron said. "Sirius spent half of Tonks' life in Azkaban, and before that time there had been no contact between their families—"

"That's not the point," Hermione said. "She thinks it's her fault that he's joining the tracking team!"

"How could she think that?" Harry couldn't care that he was avoiding the topic.

"Oh, she had been fighting Bellatrix at the time, hadn't she? I think she must have felt that Sirius wouldn't have been attacked if she had dealt with her sooner. Although he was rescued by Duten, he began to pursue Bellatrix, and then by pursuing Bellatrix, he discovered Voldemort's information, and then joined the advance team to find Voldemort's true traces. ”

"That's stupid," Ron said.

"It's survivor guilt," Hermione said. "I know Lupin has been trying to comfort her, but she's still really depressed. In fact, she also had problems with her disguise. ”

"What's she—?"

"She can't change her face as much as she used to," Hermione explained. "I think her abilities must have been affected by this blow, or something."

"I didn't know it could be like this," Harry said.

"I didn't know that before," Hermione said, "but I think if you're really depressed......"

The door opened again, and Mrs. Weasley popped her head in.

"Ginny," she whispered, "come downstairs and help me prepare lunch." ”

"But I'm talking to everyone!" Ginny seemed offended.

"Now!" Mrs. Weasley left.

"She just wants me to go down so she doesn't have to face the 'pus' alone!" Ginny said irritably. She tossed her long red hair in imitation of Fleur, and then walked out of the room with her hands held high and her head held high, like a ballerina.

"You'd better hurry down too." She said as she left.

Harry took advantage of the brief silence to eat more breakfast. Hermione squinted at George and Fred's box, occasionally glancing at Harry from the side. Ron was eating Harry's toast, his eyes still dreaming at the door.

"What is this?" Hermione asked, holding what resembled a small telescope in her hand.

"I don't know," Ron said, "but if Fred and George stayed, then they weren't ready to sell it in the joke shop, so be careful." ”

"Listen to your mother's joke shop doing a good business," Harry said. "She said George and Fred had a good way of doing business."

"That's a discounted statement," Ron said. "They're taking a lot of Galleons right now! I can't wait to check out their shop. We haven't been to Diagon Alley lately because Mom says Dad has to go too, so it's safe, but Dad has been busy with work lately, but I've heard it's great. ”

"How's Percy?" Harry asked; Percy is the third son of the family and has fallen out with the family. "Is he talking to your mom and dad now?"

"No," Ron said.

"But he should know by now that your father was right when he said Voldemort's return—"

"Dumbledore said that it is far easier for people to forgive others for their mistakes than to admit that they are right," Hermione said. "I heard him tell your mother, Ron."

"As soon as you hear it, you know it's the kind of nonsense that Dumbledore used to say," Ron said.

"He's going to give me a private class this semester," Harry said casually.

Ron choked on the slice of toast, and Hermione gasped.

"You didn't say anything before!" Ron said.

"I just remembered," Harry said sincerely. "He told me last night in your broomstick shed."

"Oops...... Dumbledore's one-on-one lesson! Ron said, looking very excited. I'm wondering why he ......? ”

His voice grew quieter.

Harry saw Ron and Hermione exchange a look.

Harry put down his knife and fork, his heart beating faster, and he wondered if he should do anything but sit on the bed.

Dumbledore said to do this...... Why not take advantage of the now? His eyes were fixed on the fork, which was glinting in the sunlight shining on his thighs, and he said, "I don't know why he taught me, but I think it must have been because of that prophecy." ”

Ron and Hermione were silent.

Harry felt as if they had all frozen into ice.

He continued to say to his fork, "You know, the one they tried to steal from the Ministry. ”

"But no one knows what the prophecy ball says," Hermione said quickly. "It's broken."

"While the Daily Prophet said—" Ron began to speak, Hermione quickly said to him, "Shhh ”

"The Daily Prophet is right," Harry said, trying hard to get himself to see them: Hermione looked terrified, and Ron was shocked. "That shattered ball of prophecy isn't the only record of prophecy. I heard the full prophecy in Dumbledore's office. The prophecy was made for Him, so He could tell me. The prophecy says," Harry took a deep breath, "and it looks like I'm the one who has to put an end to Voldemort...... At least, it says that two people can't both live, and only one can survive. ”

For a moment, all three of them looked at each other in silence.

Then there was a loud bang, and Hermione vanished into a puff of black smoke.