Chapter 1045 ?We Are Living with the Consequences

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Number 12 Grimmauld Place, located in northwest London, England, has been very busy these days.

After the Burrow was burned to ashes by Death Eaters, the homeless Weasley family accepted Sirius' invitation and temporarily moved to the Black ancestral home - after confirming that the mysterious man was driven away in this way. Later, the Order of the Phoenix couldn't help but relax their vigilance and chose this place, which theoretically had some security risks. As an insurance, the white wizard Dumbledore also temporarily chose to live here in order to be able to personally protect Harry.

Fortunately, after Kreacher was unable to provide services, the Black family got a handy robot as their nanny. Otherwise, Mrs. Weasley alone would not be able to afford such a heavy housework - apart from that, there are only those who are skilled in housework. Harry, Ginny, and Tonks, who occasionally came to help, could take some of the load off Mrs. Weasley's shoulders.

Accordingly, Harry's birthday, which is coming in a few days, is completely different from usual for Harry. This should be the most exciting time he has ever spent in his life.

After entering Hogwarts and before his third year, he spent most of his life hiding alone at No. 4 Privet Drive to celebrate his birthday. Mr. and Mrs. Dursley would give him coat hooks and Old socks and the like were used as gifts, and it wasn't until he later met Alan and Flagg that he began to have some normal kid's birthday experiences. It wasn't until the third grade that I met Sirius, and the rest of the birthdays were basically spent by the godfather and his godson. Although he was much happier than when he was a child, it was still very rare for so many people to gather together like this year.

But in the past few days, in the ancestral home of the Black family, the members of the Order of the Phoenix were constantly coming in and out, and Harry kept hearing about the Phoenix who had been arrested and who were being treated at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies. After hearing the news about the club members, Harry felt that his heart was heavy, and the unspeakable sadness and guilt made him breathless.

This morning, Harry walked heavily into the kitchen in the basement. It was surrounded by rough stone walls. There was a fireplace at the far end, tin cans hanging from the ceiling, and a table that could accommodate many people. and lots of chairs. Mr. Weasley's family were already sitting on it.

Looking at the smiling faces beckoning him to sit down, Harry avoided them and lowered his head. He felt a little sour in the corners of his eyes. The Burrow that had given him a homely feel over the years had now been burned to the ground. Mr. Weasley The family can only live here temporarily with Sirius - and all this is for him.

"Careful, Harry." George moved a chair in front of Harry to prevent Harry's knee from hitting the chair.

"Oh, thank you George..." Harry's eyes couldn't help but glance at the dark hole on the side of George's head. Thanks to Mrs. Weasley's careful care, George's wound had become smooth and flat, but Harry still couldn't help but glance at the dark hole on the side of George's head. Not used to it, although the twin brothers made many jokes about it, "Sorry..."

"You don't have to tell him once a day...and now no one will mistake us for anything." Fred waved his wand, "George, you shouldn't stop me, we're not exactly the same, and that takes away a lot of fun."

George held down the wand in Fred's hand: "If you do that, I think Angelina might cut off my other ear."

Harry's heart sank suddenly. He remembered seeing Fred gesticulating against his ears in front of the mirror in the past few days. He thought he just felt sorry for George, but now he realized that the other person wanted to look at George. Look, give your ears a little...

Arthur Weasley, who had completely healed from the injuries caused by the Torture Curse, turned around flexibly: "This is not funny, Fred." Arthur just stared at his twin sons for a long time, he thought This son might really be capable of such a stupid thing. "If you mention it one more time, I'll tell your mother and let Molly deal with you."

Fred shouted nervously and perfunctorily: "I was wrong Dad."

It didn't take long for both sides of the dining table to be filled with people. As the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, members of the Order often came to eat because they had to study things. Sirius leaned on his chair absentmindedly and watched Lupine coming from the small dining room. In the kitchen, help Molly and Tonks put the breakfast they made on the table.

"Ginny, help me send this to Dumbledore. He is probably thinking about something again and is distracted... Don't disturb him, just put it in the room." Molly filled a lot of toffee finger cakes and placed them On a plate, it's similar to a chocolate trifle, but with toffee inside, it's crispier.

Ginny, who was across the table, took it, "He seems to be in a bad mental state recently... Tonks is too, I never thought she loved reading so much..."

"Ginny, please, just put it on the table..." Dumbledore's voice came, and he walked into the basement, "I'm sorry, Molly, I often let down the delicious food you cook these days."

"You should rest more, you look too tired... But it's just in time. Albus, Minister Len Harris is not willing to be accommodating..." Kingsley Shacklebolt's deep voice sounded, "But They are not suffering, they are just having their freedom restricted in prison.”

"This time because of Wizarding TV, everyone knows the ins and outs of this operation clearly... It is impossible for the Ministry of Magic to do favoritism for our Order..." Lupine frowned, "Our operation this time is indeed It violated the secrecy law and made the Ministry of Magic very passive in front of the International Federation of Wizards..."

"Pure-blood families...including some of my own relatives from the Shacklebolt family..." Kingsley rubbed his forehead: "After Alan Harris defeated the mysterious man so powerfully, internal opinions also split. Some People think that Harris is already unstoppable and intends to surrender. They think that if they cannot stop Harris from teaching, then they might as well directly support his actions, try to catch up with the reform as soon as possible, minimize losses and ensure their own status, while some Some people were hysterical in desperation. You saw what they said in the magazine. In this situation where Harris had just defeated You-Know-Who and was well-known, trying to use the umbrella to acquire Hogsmeade was to extract the wealth of wizards. Such a harmless reason to attack..."

"They first supported me, then I failed, and then some people tried to put their expectations on Tom, and now Tom also failed... They now don't know how to stop Harris's reform, but they are not convinced... "Dumbledore sighed, "It's not just a protective umbrella... I just received news from the centaurs, saying that a wizard told them that the reform of Hogwarts would affect their survival and asked me about my situation... Those pure-blood families seemed I want to create more trouble for Allen by inciting conflict between those non-human races and Hogwarts."

"Most of the people in the Order of the Phoenix will have their sentences commuted. Except for Mad-Eye, they will actually have to squat for a while..." Sirius's voice suddenly sounded.

For a moment, everyone stopped eating and looked at Sirius.

"Harris invited me to serve in the Ministry of Magic. I took the opportunity to put forward this condition so that the arrested members of the Order of the Phoenix could have their sentences reduced." Sirius spread his hands and said easily, "But Mad-Eye has a bad mouth and they refused. .”

Harry felt that the bacon in his mouth was hard to swallow. How could a freedom-loving person like Sirius stand up to the constraints of the Ministry of Magic?

"It's okay Harry, I'm going to the Department for the Regulation and Control of Magical Creatures managed by Josephine Harris... By coincidence, I happened to choose the Centaur Office..." Sirius looked at the depressed Harry and said calmly. , "No centaur will use this service so the work is very idle. In fact, according to convention, if anyone in the Ministry of Magic is sent to this department, then he is not far from being dismissed..."

"But Sirius, I don't think there is any coincidence in Harris right now..." Kingsley shook his head, "And they allow pure blood to attack them on the issue of making money... I'm worried that these pure blood families will be more... To further make his reputation worse, I heard students I taught secretly tell me that Harris was actually looking for some trivial evidence of those families... I don't understand why both of them want to use these. Things are ridiculous."

"Uh-huh..." Ron made a strange noise to interrupt everyone. He frowned and spat out the chicken in his mouth: "Well...Mom, this piece of chicken is raw and bloody."

The ungentlemanly look on her brother's face made Ginny move closer to Harry in disgust. UU reading www.uukanshu.net

"What you eat should be my share." Bill still had a few hideous scars on his face. He exchanged the plates he had not touched with Ron's. "The meat will be more juicy and delicious if it is raw. I like it very much recently." Bill was keenly aware of Harry's tight grip on the table knife in his hand, and said nonchalantly, "The wolfsbane potion developed by Umbrella Company is very effective. I will not become a werewolf, except for just changing my diet. No big deal other than the taste.”

"And Harry, the problem at the Burrow is actually the responsibility of Fred and I. The two of us made special fireworks for the mysterious man and made him angry." George was a little annoyed by Harry's mother-in-law, so I also took the opportunity to persuade him once.

"No one has really left us because of this. This is something worth celebrating. In addition, in fact, if the therapists at St. Mungo's Hospital were not too careful, Professor McGonagall, I think she would have been discharged from the hospital long ago..." Arthur He raised his glass to Harry.

"Harry, what is the purpose of living?" Dumbledore's kind voice came out of his mouth gently. Noticing Harry's confused eyes, he smiled, "What I want to express is... I am Said, if I keep looking back, I won’t be able to see the future. It is these consequences that have made us what we are today. We are living in the consequences, do you understand?”

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