novelslam Chapter 792 Adolescent Rebellion
Chapter 792 Adolescent Rebellion
Chapter 792 Adolescent Rebellion
It was the strangest night Harry had ever had.
He first spent 10 minutes packing his luggage:
Dirty laundry is packed; toilet paper is flushed down the toilet so evidence is destroyed;
There are only a few "study materials" with illustrations under the bed, which are hidden in the interlayer of the suitcase.
Harry brushed his hair again, sprayed on some of his aunt's cheap perfume, and left the house.
Across the lawn, Harry thought of his aunt's actions to stop the Aurors... He went back to the living room by a strange coincidence, leaving a note explaining the ins and outs.
After finishing all this, the team configuration of five people and three brooms set off from here, all the way to the west.
The twins share a Firebolt, which Harry recognizes immediately as William's.
Only the end of William's broom is engraved: William Granger, Hermione Stark.
That's a Firebolt!
Speaking of his Firebolt, Harry would feel bad for a long time if he dropped it, not to mention making nicks.
And Cedric and Cho, on the other broom.
It was a streamlined shape that Harry had never seen before. In terms of lines, it was completely different from the Firebolt.
The most bizarre thing was that the broom's activation speed was even faster than the Firebolt.
In the high-speed competition, it is not at all inferior.
This is obviously a world-class broomstick... and it is the latest product.
But that's not the point, the point is why Cho and Cedric are riding a broom instead of him!
No wonder Cedric asked him not to forget to bring the Firebolt as soon as he opened his mouth... so he was waiting here.
Treacherous Hufflepuff Badger!
For a moment, Harry had never hated his Firebolt so much!
Feeling Harry's small eyes, Cedric yelled at him:
"Harry, this is the Starbreaker that William bought from Germany.
Really fast, isn't it?
I'm also going to buy one that is exactly the same, otherwise Hufflepuff will suffer a lot in this year's Quidditch match. "
He hugged Qiu Yao again, and said murderously: "Harry, if it's cold, just tell me, I have thick clothes and warm-up badges here."
As he said that, Cedric leaned forward, as if he was a little cold.
Ah!
Harry roared from the bottom of his heart, he was so cold now that it wasn't his body, but his heart!
He really wanted to jump over and die with Cedric, it was better than watching him hug his goddess!
The five of them didn't fly too far, they just stayed away from the town where Harry was.
Floating high in the air, Cedric took out a small cup from his arms.
"Grab it, and the Portkey will start in five minutes."
Harry asked suspiciously, "Where are we going?"
"It's the address you just looked at, Black's old house." Qiu explained loudly.
"Then this..."
"This is the Portkey made by William, and it has not been reported to the Ministry of Magic. It can prevent others from following us and exposing the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix," Fred said.
First use the broomstick to fly high into the sky, and then use the illegal door key... If this can still be tracked, it can only be said that the Order of the Phoenix's lair deserves to be stolen.
Harry wanted to ask something, but before the words came out, he felt something pull him back, and he couldn't see anything in front of him.
It's a familiar feeling.
He used this kind of transportation when he went to the Quidditch World Cup last year.
Snapped!
Harry fell hard on the carpet, the Firebolt beneath him, hurting him.
The twins and Cedric, seemingly experienced, landed safely.
Qiu also almost fell, but Cedric has sharp eyes, how could he let go of such a good opportunity to perform?
A blue butterfly swam across the clouds, and he helped Qiu up.
Seeing this scene, George also hugged Fred, and the two performed hard there.
"Oh, man's going to fall, George."
"Don't worry, with me, I will protect you for the rest of my life, Fred~ Dede."
Both Cedric and Qiu were disgusted by success, and they separated immediately.
Lifting Harry up with one hand, he realized it was Mrs. Weasley.
"Oh, Harry, it's such a pleasure to meet you!"
Harry felt his ribs snapped as he was pulled into his arms.
Mrs. Weasley quickly pushed him away, looked at him carefully and said:
"You look thinner and need more food, but I'm afraid you'll have to wait a while before supper.
I need to go to a meeting, which has been going on for a while. "
"Ah, has it already started? We came back late!" Fred asked anxiously.
"But it's okay, the essence is in the back, and the front is full of lengthy reports." George is quite experienced.
Mrs. Weasley glared at the two of them: "Let me find out that you eavesdrop on the meeting again, and I will pull your ears off!"
"Mom, you are a threat." George said dissatisfied.
Fred chimed in: "It's domestic violence!"
Mrs. Weasley ignored the two and walked straight into the house.
Harry wanted to follow, but was stopped by Ron.
"No, Harry, only members of the Order of the Phoenix are allowed to attend the meeting, and you can't go."
Harry looked at his good friend, who was very happy at first, but his face suddenly turned cold.
Every thought Harry had had in the past month came flooding back:
Anxiety when not getting news; grievance when being left aside; anger when being followed.
He needed to vent his anger urgently, so he yelled at Ron: "What happened, I was left alone on Privet Drive all summer vacation!
Don't let me know any news! "
"I wanted to give you an answer too, buddy," Ron spread his hands innocently, "but Dumbledore made us swear not to tell you anything."
"Why can't you tell me?" said Harry angrily. "I was stuck on Privet Drive for four weeks, picking newspapers out of bins, just trying to figure out what was going on..."
Harry began to complain about Dumbledore, annoyed Ron and the others for not writing to tell him the truth.
"Okay, Harry, stop talking about the principal like that." Qiu said, "Dumbledore must have his reasons for doing this.
Even if you know a lot of things, how can you help? "
"Of course I can..." Harry argued.
Qiu said directly:
"Dumbledore lost the position of the Wizengamot, the British representative of the International Federation, and the post of president within a month.
Fudge is also preparing to withdraw his Order of Merlin.
Newspapers controlled by the Ministry of Magic were also writing articles slandering him.
This is only a matter of England, Vienna was attacked, Grindelwald escaped from prison..."
Qiu sighed softly: "There are too many things, just these things, even if you know, which one can you solve?
Is it possible to help him become the president again like William did; or to deal with these difficult problems for Dumbledore? "
Harry opened his mouth to speak, but was unable to refute.
In fact, Qiu wants to say:
That's where Harry's problem lies - arrogance.Always thought the world revolved around him.
But the fact is not like this, not everything can be solved with him.
Others have no responsibility and obligation to report all problems to him.
He is not the boss of the Order of the Phoenix, nor the Minister of Magic, just an ordinary little wizard!
And he lost his temper like this, besides hurting the friends around him...it won't help.
"Yeah, Harry, we're all just students," Ron whispered. "Don't think too much about it."
"But, I want to know about Voldemort!" Harry cried. "What is he doing? Where is he? What can we do to stop him?!"
Cedric smoothed things over and said:
"Harry, we don't know about this either. The Order of the Phoenix won't allow us to attend the meeting, but I have a little guess."
He said calmly:
"It's nothing more than recruiting those giants, werewolves, vampires... In short, his past servants are all his redevelopment targets.
And the Order of the Phoenix is making a corresponding confrontation. "
"Yes." Fred also said: "They are still absorbing more people to join the Order of the Phoenix."
"Are you in?" Harry asked impatiently.
"Of course we didn't, underage and students couldn't join...William was the only student who joined," Cedric said.
Harry asked again: "Mrs. Weasley said there was a meeting..."
"They're discussing the matter of the trial..." George closed his retractable ears.
"It's not about my trial?" Harry sneered.
Everyone looked at each other with strange expressions.
Qiu shook his head:
"It's really not your trial. You use magic in front of Muggles, it's nothing at all.
They were discussing Hermione's problems.
She was charged with assaulting Ministry of Magic officials as well as Aurors...if convicted, she could be imprisoned in Azkaban for life. "
Harry: "..."
Qiu walked over, patted Harry on the shoulder, and said softly:
"So grow up and hold back your teenage temper.
You said it was difficult for you...Dumbledore, the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix who fought against You-Know-Who, William and Hermione who were running around Vienna and Switzerland...they are really difficult. "
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(End of this chapter)