HP Magic Biography

　　 "Fan Lin, come here!" Harry said suddenly, calling Fan Lin softly.

　　 "What's the matter?" Fanlin looked at Harry somewhat unexpectedly. When something had never happened before, Harry took the initiative to call himself over.

　　 "This...something is not so..." Harry said, and Fanlin stepped up, making a creaking sound from the soles of the shoes and the wooden stairs.

　　 "Here... is Luna's room?" Fanlin was taken aback for a moment. In fact, Fanlin still liked Luna very much, an elf-like girl, although she was too weird.

　　 "Unexpectedly, Luna would hang our photos on the ceiling. If it were me, it would be a big picture when I wake up, and I might not be comfortable."

　　 "Oh, my god, I didn't mean this..." Harry said with a headache, not understanding what happened to Fanlin.

　　 "I really miss it..."

　　 "I mean, Hui... Fanlin, it's like being in Bathilda's house, don't you think this is weird?" Harry said, "Here..."

"It's not like a trace of someone living." Fanlin's face suddenly became gloomy. He was too focused on Luna's arrangement before. After all, it was very comforting, but he settled down a little bit. To the dust...

　　 An inhabited room is naturally different from an uninhabited room.

　　 "Do you think so too?"

　　 "It's not just a question of love or not to clean up, isn't it?" Fanlin said, looked at Harry, then turned and went downstairs.

　　 Fanlin suddenly remembered what Lovegood might have done, or in other words, something that should happen.

　　 "What's wrong?" Hermione looked up and asked, she was immersed in the story of the Deathly Hallows.

　　 But before Fanlin could answer, Chenon Ferrys appeared at the top of the stairs leading to the kitchen, carrying a tray full of bowls.

　　 "Mr. Lovegood," Harry said, "Where is Luna?"

"what did you say?"

　　 "Where is Luna?"

　　 Shenonferius stopped on the top step of the stairs. "I... I have already told you. She's playing a poker fish under the Bolton Bridge."

　　 "Interesting explanation," Fanlin smiled, blocking the way up Shenonferius.

　　 "If, I want you to take us there?"

　　 "No...no need...she will soon...will be back..."

　　 "Come back soon?" Fanlin squinted, "Then... is it here, or Hogwarts?"

"What's a joke...Of course...Of course it is here..." Shenon Ferrys said that he was about to squeeze upwards, but Fanlin didn't mean to give way at all. Unconsciously, his hand hit When he touched Fanlin's body, the plate in his hand clanged because of shaking.

　　 "Then why are you only serving 4 plates...Mr. Lovegood?"

　　 Shenonferius tried to answer, but couldn't say a word. The only sound was the rolling noise of the printing press, and the rattling of the plate with the shaking of Shenonferius' hands.

"Can I tell that Luna hasn't been here for a while?" Fanlin squinted and stared at Lovegood. "Luna's clothes are gone, and no one has ever slept in her bed... …So, where is she? And why are you looking out the window?"

　　 Shenonferius missed his hand and did not hold the tray. The plate bounced and broke.

　　 Suddenly, Harry and Hermione drew their wands.

　　 Shenonferius reflexively reached out his hand into his pocket, but one hand held him down.

　　 It was a slender and white palm. The white palm was a little bit ugly and even dazzling, because there was no blood on it.

　　 That hand grabbed his wrist, and the biting cold caused Lovegood to stop the hand that was about to reach into his pocket.

　　 "So, what do you want to do, Mr. Lovegood, or, you don't know how to choose?"

　　 Fanlin asked faintly, a bead of sweat dripping from Lovegood's head, and then, close to half of his body, it was frozen into an ice crystal and shattered to the ground.

　　 "I...I just..."

　　 Suddenly, there was a loud noise from the printing press at this time, and countless counter-songs emerged from under the tablecloth and flew down the floor.

　　 Now, the printing press finally quieted down, completely quiet.

　　 Hermione bent down and picked up a magazine, her wand still pointed at Mr. Lovegood.

　　 "Harry, look at this." Harry hurried over all the mess and came to her. The antagonistic cover featured a photo of him, labeled "The Most Unpopular Person," and the title also read his reward amount.

　　 "It's time to change their position by singing against the tune, and then?" Harry asked coldly, an angry mood rushing into his brain.

　　 "So, did you report it to them? The Ministry of Magic? Or, more direct?" Fanlin asked, looking at Shenonferius's vicissitudes of face, shabby, and unshaven look.

　　 Thinking back carefully, the state was completely different from the last time I saw him at the wedding.

　　 Shenonferius licked his lips.

"They took my Luna," he said softly, "because of the articles I wrote. They took my Luna, I don't know where she is and what they will do to her. But They might return her to me if I... If I..."

　　 "Hand over Harry?" Hermione helped him finish.

　　 "Yes..." Fanlin let go, and Chenon Ferriers took a step backwards.

　　 Harry was taken aback suddenly, and he dropped his wand involuntarily.

　　 "I'm sorry, Mr. Lovegood, you have a better way, but unfortunately, you are not a smart person." Fanlin said, "We have to leave now."

　　 Hearing this, Shenon Ferrius looked pale, as if a century had passed. The corners of his mouth rose to form an evil smile.

　　 It's like those street perverts have seen the same expression as the little Lolita who is alone. It must be admitted that Shenon Ferrys is still a talented guy with acting, but he has some problems in choosing the expression.

　　 At this time, shouldn't it be a complex emotional face with firmness and reluctance in the struggle?

　　 "No, you can't leave here, they will come here soon. I have to save Luna. I can't lose Luna. You are not allowed to go." He stood in front of the stairs and opened his arms.

　　 Harry suddenly felt that he saw his mother make the same action before his baby.

　　 "Don't force us to hurt you," Harry said first. He knew what Fanlin would do. In fact, even though Fanlin had a gentle personality, Fanlin still had no habit of giving in to such things.

　　 People in the way must be cleaned out, right? No one likes to trouble themselves.

"Get out of the way, Mr. Lovegood." Harry said, raising his wand first and aiming at Lovegood. This made Fanlin a little speechless, as if he would take Lovegood next second. Like death.

　　 Maybe it was that he made a bad impression on Harry in the pursuit of Hogwarts?

　　 "Harry!" Hermione screamed at this moment, and some figures on broomsticks flew across the window.

　　 When the three of them looked away from Shenon Ferrius, to Fanlin’s surprise, Shenon Ferrius took out his wand from his pocket regardless of the discomfort of his arm.

　　 He still underestimated the determination of a father, and Fanlin didn't feel that Shenon Ferrys didn't understand their strengths.

　　In a hurry, Fanlin kicked Shenonferrius on the arm, and then the coma curse sent by Shenonferrius flew across the house and hit the horn of the poisonous beast. There was a huge explosion, and the shock wave of the explosion seemed to blow the house apart.

　　 Pieces of wood, pieces of paper, and rubble flying around, accompanied by a burst of impenetrable thick white smoke. Fanlin flew across the sky and fell to the floor, covering his head with his hands. He couldn't see anything, because the fragments fell on him like rain. He heard Hermione's screams and Harry's shouts, a series of dizzying metal blows telling Van Lin that Luna's father had fallen off the spiral staircase by the explosion.

　　 was half buried in the gravel, Fanlin tried to stand up, he could barely breathe or see anything in the dust. Most of the ceiling fell, and the tail of Luna's string of beads dropped from the hole. The bust of Rowena Ravenclaw, who had lost half of his face, fell beside him. Fragments of parchment paper floated in the air, and most of the printer's body fell to one side, blocking the way to the kitchen.

　　 Another white object moved closer.

After he settled down, Fanlin realized that it was Hermione. The girl looked a little miserable now, as if she was covered with dust, like a second statue. Her whole body was white, and fortunately it was only white. If Hermione had anything Question, Fanlin vowed that he would definitely demolish this place more thoroughly.

　　 When Harry squeezed out from under the collapsed wooden cabinet, the door downstairs slammed open.

　　 "Wait a minute..." Fanlin didn't say it, but pressed it with his hand, motioning for the two people not to make a sound.

　　……

　　 "Didn't I tell you not to worry, Trevel?" said a rude voice. "Didn't I tell you that this lunatic is just talking nonsense as usual?"

　　 There was a loud noise, and Shenonferius screamed in pain. "No...no...upstairs...Potter!"

"I told you last few days, Lovegood, we won't come back here for anything, unless it's reliable news! Remember last week? And last week..." It was a loud noise, a scream...

　　 "Do you think you can get your crazy daughter back in this way? What...cow...what nose?"

　　 is another heart-piercing wailing.

　　 "Look at what he used to welcome us, the horn of a poisonous beast?"

　　 "No...no...I beg you!" Chenon Ferrys cried, "It's really Potter, really!"

　　 "Now you are just looking for us here and want to blow us up!" The Death Eater roared, again there was a violent loud noise and Shenonferius screamed in pain.

　　 "It looks like it's about to collapse, Selwyn." Another cold voice said, his voice echoing upstairs in the broken building. "The stairs are completely blocked. Can you try to clean it? Maybe it will collapse the house."

"You filthy mouthful guy." The wizard called Selwyn yelled, "You have never seen Potter in your life, have you? Thinking you can lead us here to kill us, yes No? You think you can get your daughter back in this way?"

　　 "I swear... I swear... Potter is upstairs!"

　　 "Everything is revealed!" Suddenly a voice under the stairs said.

　　 Then Harry heard Hermione gasping slightly. He felt something suddenly passed him low and shrouded his body in its shadow.

　　 "There is something on it, Selwyn," the other man said quickly.

　　 "It's Potter, I told you, it's Potter!" Shenon Ferrys cried, "Please...please...return Luna to me, just return Luna to me..."

"The girl can give it to you, Lovegood," Selwyn said. "If you go upstairs and bring Harry Potter down to me. But if it's a conspiracy, if this is your trick, if you let you His helper is waiting to ambush us there. We will consider leaving a small piece of your daughter’s remains for you to bury it."

　　 Shenonferius let out a wailing of fear and despair. Then there was the sound of sprinting and throwing debris. He was trying to pass through the debris on the stairs.

　　 "Well, it seems we have to leave here by ourselves..."

　　 "Wait a minute!" Hermione said suddenly, "My book..."

　　 "It should be under there." Fanlin said, carefully holding up a pile of debris with a floating spell.

Now is not a good time to fight. They escaped from Voldemort not long ago. He and Harry have not even eased up. If they rushed out now to kill the Death Eaters and expose their whereabouts, that would be it. The real trouble~www.wuxiaspot.com~Okay," Hermione gasped, and at this moment, the broken printing press blocking the top of the stairs began to shake. Shenonferius was only one step away from them. Far away. She is still ashamed.

　　 "But, what about Lovegood?" Harry asked, bewildered. "If we leave... Luna is still..."

　　 "Do you believe me, Harry?" Fanlin said suddenly, and Harry nodded reflexively.

　　 "Then, cover us all in invisibility, and then hold on to me..."

　　 "Okay." Harry took out the invisibility cloak, holding a corner of the invisibility cloak with one hand, and tightly grabbing Fanlin's clothes with the other.

　　 Lovegood was almost up there, there were not many clutter on the stairs, and the last wooden board had to be lifted.

　　 "Then, get ready!" Fanlin said, half of his wand stretched out from the cloak.

　　 "Hermione, you help me clear Lovegood's memory. Harry exploded the floor under his feet, and then we fell. I will directly use the spell to clear the memory of the two people below."

"it is good!"

　　 "Then, 3, 2, 1..."

　　 "Forget it all!"

　　 "Blast!"

　　 "Forget it all!"

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