"Your --"


    "My dear mother, yes," Sirius said, "we wanted her to be settled a month ago, but now we think she has the right of permanent residence. She used an enchantment spell on the back of the canvas. Let''s go downstairs before all those guys wake up


    "But what is the portrait of your mother doing there?" Harry asked, puzzled. They now went through the hall door and came down a stone step with others following them.


    "Has no one told you? This is my parents'' house, "Sirius said," but I am their only offspring, so this house is mine now. I''ll give it to Dumbledore as the headquarters, but I''m alone, a bunch of bad hanging portraits and a crazy elf


    Harry wanted to have a better way to welcome him, but he noticed that Sirius''s voice sounded so helpless.


    He followed his adoptive father to the bottom of the stairs and through a door entered the kitchen in the basement. The


    kitchen looks as like as two peas in the hall above. It''s dark and dark. It''s surrounded by rough stone walls. Most of the light in a cave like room comes from the most massive flame inside the room. A thick cloud of smoke hung in the air, like the smoke of battle. Look at the ferocious shapes of heavy iron cooking utensils and pans hanging from the dark ceiling.


    The room was full of chairs for meetings, and a long wooden table was placed in the middle of the chairs, filled with rolled up parchments, goblets, empty wine bottles, and what looked like rags.


    "Harry!" Exclaimed Mr. Weasley, who hastened to greet Harry and shook Harry''s hand tirelessly. "Nice to see you!"


    Through his shoulder, Harry saw Bill. Bill still had long hair and a ponytail. He quickly rolled up a long piece of parchment and threw it on the table.


    "What happened just now? Did you lift the curtains?" Van Lin came from behind and asked that he had just sent those members of the order of the Phoenix away. In fact, this was supposed to be Sirius'' job, but Sirius was going to send Snape?


    It''s like a joke.


    "Oh, it''s me." Tonks said with chagrin, "that damned umbrella stand. It tripped again."


    "What a pity." Van Lin shook his head, a very helpless look.


    Tonks was always so reckless, and Fanlin doubted that if it had not been for Voldemort''s incident, Tonks'' small mind


    "Harry, how are you, how are you feeling?" Fanlin went over and said, "Dementors can''t beat you."


    "Oh, of course, I would feel better if it hadn''t happened." Harry said in a bad voice, "who are they just now? I think I saw Professor Dumbledore."


    "Oh, you''re wrong." "In fact, Dumbledore had already left before he came. We are just in the concrete finalization..."


    "Cough, all right, Harry, come here." Weasley waved. "We''re ready for dinner. Don''t let irrelevant things affect your mood."


    Vaseline shook his head, and all forms of disclosure would be stopped, well, at least in front of Mrs. Weasley.


    "How about it?" Hermione asked, "I mean meetings."


    "Not bad." Vaseline shook his head. "I think I might have to leave."


    "Leave?" Hermione''s eyes widened. "What about Hagrid?"


    "Yes, Hagrid had some trouble in the north, but the people here couldn''t get away, so it was me and Sirius."


    "You and Sirius?"


    "Well, Sirius is not in a good position in the Ministry of magic recently, so Dumbledore decided to let him deal with some other things."


    "Didn''t you say Dumbledore wasn''t there?"


    "Well, it was arranged before, but it was only determined when Harry entered the protection area."


    "When do you leave?"


    "Just these two days..."


    "You two, don''t talk about it. We''re getting ready for dinner." Mrs. Weasley knocked on the table, and she didn''t want vaseline to reveal too much information.


    "It doesn''t matter, Molly," Sirius said. "Sooner or later, it''s just a matter of day and night."


    "What''s the matter?" Harry asked.


    "It''s Hagrid." Sirius looked at Molly.


    "You shouldn''t involve these children, black."


    "He wants to know sooner or later, and I''m the main person in charge." Vernin said, "it''s Hagrid, you know, Harry."


    "Giant!" Harry thought, "Hagrid is going to find the giant."


    "Yes, that''s right." Van Lin nodded. "With Mrs. maxim, in Northern Ireland, the Italian giant is too far away to fight for.""Fight for it?" Harry asked, "you mean to bring the giant to our camp."


    "Yes, that''s what Dumbledore meant." Van Lin nodded. "But Hagrid is in some trouble. He needs some support."


    "Support, so it''s you?"


    "Well," Fanling nodded, "I''m sorry, Hermione, I can''t take you this time."


    "It doesn''t matter," Hermione said. "I know."


    "I say you two, take care of other people''s feelings." Fred leaned over to van reen. "I heard from bill that you two lived together all the time in Egypt, isn''t it true?"


    "Of course we..."


    Fanlin looked at Hermione''s hand in the waist. How could this girl learn to pinch people?


    "Of course we stayed in a hotel, otherwise it would be hard to arrange." Hermione said quickly.


    "But that''s not the version I heard, Hermione. Lying is not your style." George also came along. The Weasleys always liked the plot, especially when they were busy these days and no one satisfied their curiosity.


    "I don''t think you should put your energy on the two of us. Harry has just arrived. As a senior student, I think it is necessary for you to give Harry some care and warmth." Fanlin said solemnly.


    "Oh, come on, Ron is enough." Fred said, "he played the role very well."


    "And, of course, our lovely little sister..."


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