Chapter 795 Before Dinner

"your--?"

"My dear mother, yes," said Sirius, "we had wanted to lay her to rest a month ago, but now we think she has taken permanent residence. She is used on the back of the canvas The possession spell has been cast. Let's go downstairs quickly before those guys wake up."

"But what is your mother's portrait doing there?" Harry asked confused. They now passed the hall door and reached a stone stairway that descended, followed by the others.

"Didn't anyone tell you? This is my parents' house," said Sirius, "but I am their only descendant, so this house is mine now. I offer it to Dumbledore as a headquarters , anyway, it’s just me here, a bunch of bad portraits, and a crazy elf.”

Harry would have liked a better welcome, but he noticed that Sirius' voice sounded so helpless.

He followed his foster father to the bottom of the stairs and entered through a door into the basement kitchen.

The kitchen looked exactly like the hall above, gloomy and dark. It was a cave-like room surrounded by rough stone walls. Most of the light came from a huge flame in the innermost part of the room. A gloomy thick smoke hung in the air, like the smoke of a battlefield. He looked past the ferocious-shaped cooking utensils and pans made of heavy iron, hanging from the dark ceiling.

The room was filled with conference chairs. A long wooden table was placed in the middle of the chairs. It was piled with rolled parchment, goblets, empty wine bottles, and a pile of what looked like... Rag stuff.

"Harry!" Mr. Weasley called, greeting Harry hurriedly and shaking Harry's hand tirelessly, "It's so nice to see you!"

Over his shoulder, Harry saw Bill. Bill, who still had his hair long and in a ponytail, hastily rolled up a long piece of parchment and threw it on the table.

"What happened just now? You opened the curtains?" Fan Lin came up from behind and asked. He had just sent the members of the Order of the Phoenix away. In fact, this should have been Sirius's job, but Sirius went to see the members off. Nap?

It's almost like a joke.

"Oh, it's me." Tonks said angrily, "That damn umbrella stand, it tripped over again."

"It's really pitiful." Fan Lin shook his head, looking helpless.

Tonks was always so reckless, and Fan Lin was very suspicious of Tonks's careful thinking if it hadn't been for something like Voldemort...

"Harry, how are you? How do you feel?" Fan Lin walked over and said, "The dementors can't trouble you."

"Oh, of course, I would feel better if this incident hadn't happened." Harry said in a bad tone, "Who were those people just now? I seemed to see Professor Dumbledore."

"Oh, that's because you got it wrong." Fan Lin said nonchalantly, "In fact, Dumbledore had already left before he came. We were just finalizing the details..."

"Ahem, okay, Harry, come here." Weasley waved, "We are ready to have dinner, don't let irrelevant things affect your mood."

Fan Lin shook his head. All forms of disclosure will be stopped, well, at least in front of Mrs. Weasley.

"How was it?" Hermione asked. "I mean the meeting."

"It's okay." Fan Lin shook his head, "I think I might have to leave."

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

"Yes, Hagrid encountered some trouble in the north, but no one here can get away, so it's me and Sirius."

"You and Sirius?"

"Well, things haven't been going well for Sirius at the Ministry of Magic recently, so Dumbledore decided to let him deal with some other matters."

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

"Well, it was arranged before, but it was only confirmed after Harry entered the protection range."

"when are we leaving?"

"Just these two days..."

"You two, stop discussing. We are getting ready for dinner." Mrs. Weasley knocked on the table. She did not want Fan Lin to reveal too much information.

"It's okay Molly," Sirius said, "Sooner or later we have to say it anyway, it's just a matter of one day sooner or one day later."

"What's going on?" Harry asked.

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

"You shouldn't have gotten these kids involved, Blake."

"He will know sooner or later, and I am the main person responsible." Fan Lin said, "It's Hagrid, you know, Harry."

"It's a giant!" Harry thought. "Hagrid is going to find a giant."

"Yes, that's right." Fan Lin nodded, "Together with Madame Maxime, in the north of Ireland, the Italian giant is too far away and there is no way to fight for it."

"Strive for?" Harry asked, "You mean, pull the giant to our camp."

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

"Support, so it's you?"

"Well," Fan Lin nodded, "Sorry, Hermione, I can't take you with me this time."

"It's okay," Hermione said, "I understand."

"I say you two, you should at least take care of other people's feelings." Fred tilted his butt next to Fan Lin, "I heard from Bill that you two have been living together when you were in Egypt. Is it real!"

"Of course we..."

Fan Lin glanced at Hermione's hand on her waist. How could this girl learn to pinch people?

"Of course we'll stay in a hotel, otherwise it won't be easy to arrange." Hermione said quickly.

"But that's not the version I heard. Hermione, lying is not your style." George also joined in. The Weasley brothers always like this kind of plot, especially during these busy days. Yes, when no one satisfies the curiosity of two people.

"I think your energy should not be focused on the two of us. Harry has just arrived. As seniors, I think it is necessary for you to give Harry some care and warmth." Fan Lin said solemnly.

"Oh, forget it, Ron is enough." Fred said, "He plays this role very well."

"Of course, there is also our lovely little sister..." (To be continued)