Chapter 1322 Birthday and Adulthood

Harry had already stuffed the Invisibility Cloak in his backpack. He had thought that since Dumbledore did not object and the Ministry of Magic would not object, it would be a wise choice to carry the Invisibility Cloak with him, and he might use it, but now Come to think of it, he wasn't sure the Ministry knew he had an Invisibility Cloak. Reading at midnight

Immediately afterwards, he thought that there should be no danger in going to Diagon Alley, and Voldemort and Death Eaters would not appear openly.

Besides, there are so many Aurors accompanying him, and Aiwen is also there. He is even more powerful than those Aurors.

Harry's attention shifted quickly, and he didn't worry about these things for long.

Mrs Weasley remained silent all the way, and her nervousness seemed to be contagious to the others. Mr. Weasley kept saying that he recounted to them the contents of the Ministry of Magic's safety protection manual, telling them what to do when encountering various dangers, which invisibly increased the tension.

Harry and Ron were still thinking about Quidditch, and they were studying how to form a new team.

Hermione and Ginny also whispered together, and Ivan heard that the two of them were going to buy new clothes.

Speaking of which, because of the tight conditions at home, most of Ginny's clothes were bought second-hand.

Her first new robe was given to her by Aiwen.

Now that she has money, this girl naturally wants to buy new clothes and other things that girls like.

Watching her discussion with Hermione, Ivan realized that Ginny is no longer the little girl who was held by Mrs. Weasley and ran around. She has grown up, matured a lot, and is a beautiful big girl. .

And Hermione didn't seem too young anymore.

After her birthday on September 19 this year, it seems that she will be seventeen years old.

In the wizarding world, turning seventeen means becoming an adult, you can do many things that you couldn't do before, and end a memorable first time.

Ai Wen thought so, there are not a few days until September 19th, when Hermione becomes an adult...

Although he is not yet of age, but who cares, whether a man is an adult is not measured by age.

Hagrid's younger brother Gropp fully proved this point. Men value responsibility and experience more.

"You are here." At this moment, the old driver in front said.

These were the first words he said as he slowed down Charing Cross and stopped outside the Leaky Cauldron.

"I'll wait for you to come back, do you know how long it will take?"

"About two hours," said Mr. Weasley. "Oh, great, he's here!"

They looked out the car window like Mr. Weasley did, and saw a familiar figure.

There were no Aurors waiting outside the pub, but a huge, black-bearded Rubeus Hagrid, Hogwarts gamekeeper, in a long beaver coat with a With a joyful smile, he waved vigorously to a few of them, ignoring the surprised eyes of the passing Muggles.

"Harry, Ivan, Hermione, Ron, Ginny!" He said in a rough voice, rushed over, and hugged Harry, who was the first to get off the car, into his arms, crushing his bones "How was your summer vacation? Nice to meet you, you have no idea how much Grapp misses you guys..."

"Oh, how has he been?"

Hagrid looked fine, at least not bruised.

"Very well, he has learned to be polite, and his temper is not as grumpy as before, thanks to you..." Hagrid said, and he hugged Ivan tightly again, "But I haven't found a new female giant to fight with His company."

"Look slowly, you can always find it." Ivan said.

Men with stories tend to be popular, even giants.

"Hagrid, we didn't expect the security guard to be you." Harry rubbed his ribs and smiled.

"I know, it's just like the old days, isn't it? You see, the Ministry of Magic wanted to send a group of Aurors, but Dumbledore said I would do it." Hagrid said triumphantly, puffing out his chest and putting Putting two thumbs into the pocket, "Okay, let's go in. You go first, Molly, Arthur..."

They walked into the Leaky Cauldron, and for the first time it looked so deserted and empty.

The lively crowds of the past are gone, leaving only the wrinkled, toothless owner Tom.

As soon as they entered, Tom looked up hopefully, but before he could speak, Hagrid said solemnly, "Just passing by today, Tom, you must understand, it's Hogwarts business, you know."

Tom nodded sullenly and went on polishing his glass.

Ivan, Harry, Hermione, Hagrid and the Weasley family walked through the bar and came to the small, cold yard behind where the trash cans were placed. Hagrid raised the pink umbrella in his hand and tapped on a brick in the wall, and there was an instant a doorway leading to a winding cobbled path.

They stepped through the doorway, stopped and looked around.

Diagon Alley had changed, as they had been hearing all along.

Spellbooks, potion ingredients, and cauldrons used to be displayed in the window, all colorful and colorful, but now they can't be seen, but are tightly covered by large notices posted by the Ministry of Magic. Most of these dreaded purple notices were amplified versions of the safety advice in the pamphlets that the Ministry of Magic distributed over the summer.

Among them, there are also black-and-white photos of wanted Death Eaters printed on some notices.

Aiwen is very clear that in the past few months, the number of such wanted people has increased.

This shows that the number of Death Eaters is increasing, and many dark wizards have joined Voldemort's army, even including a certain number of foreign wizards. They worship Voldemort, regard Britain as the main battlefield of the war, and regard the upcoming war as a A jihad is coming from all over the world.

At the current speed, it won't be long before the entire Diagon Alley will be covered with wanted posters.

As they moved forward, they could clearly see the boarded-up windows of several shops, including Florin Fusco's Ice Cream Parlor.

On the other hand, many dilapidated stalls suddenly appeared on both sides of the street.

The nearest stall to them, set up under a stained striped awning outside Lihen Bookstore, had a cardboard sign nailed to it: Amulet, effective protection against werewolves, dementors, and inferi.

A scruffy little wizard was selling a bunch of silver charms on chains to passers-by, rattling them.

"Ma'am, buy one for your little girl?" he called to Mrs. Weasley as they passed, casting a lewd look at Ginny. "Protect her pretty neck?"

"If I was on duty..." said Mr. Weasley, glaring at the amulet seller.

"Yeah, but you don't have to catch people now, my dear, we are short on time." Mrs. Weasley said, looking anxiously at a list, "I think we'd better go to Mrs. Malkin first." Robe store, everyone needs to buy new clothes, they are all growing too fast, well, let's go." 8)