Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“Of course, Young Master Ivan, the broom room is on the top floor.” Cleecher said.

Ivan seemed interested in the broomstick, and Harry didn't understand what was going on.

Though he also wanted to see it, the feeling of discomfort in his heart was becoming more and more obvious.

He did not know how to vent this emotion. He was trapped in the Dusty family for a whole month, while others used his godfather's house here against Voldemort, and refused to tell him anything, as if it had nothing to do with him.

“Ivan, you haven't told me what a phoenix is...”

At this point, the serpentine-shaped door handle in the third bedroom on the second floor quickly turned and Hermione flushed out.

Ron followed him, both of them watching Harry excitedly, almost knocking him over his back.

And Ron's little owl pig, he was excited to fly round and round their heads.

“Harry, you're here, we just didn't hear you.” Hermione excitedly said, "How are you? Everything all right?"

“Not bad!” Harry replied in a low voice, actually trying to say he was bad.

“Yeah, I guess you must be angry, I can't tell you anything, but Dumbledore made us swear not to say anything, and he specifically ordered me and Ron before the holidays.” Hermione quickly said, "You don't know how worried I was when Ivan and I heard about you being attacked by the Phantom in Egypt, afraid of your accident, and the fact that you were interrogated by the Ministry of Magic, it's so disgusting. I've carefully checked the data, they can't fire you, absolutely not, it's clearly stipulated in the law...”

“Well, Hermione, let him breathe.” Ivan said, holding Hermione and calming her down.

After knowing that Harry was going to be questioned at the Ministry of Magic, Hermione had been reading there with a bunch of thick books about the law.

Hermione let go of Harry, still smiling, but without waiting for her to say anything, she heard a slight cry in the bedroom.

A white thing flew in from inside and landed lightly on Harry's shoulder.

“Hedwig!” Harry touched the feathers of this snowy owl.

His mouth made a clicking sound and he gently pecked Harry's ear with pity. “

“It's been restless!” Ron said, also smiling at Harry, "It sent you the letters you wrote, about me, Ivan and Hermione, have been urging us to reply, almost peck us half to death, look at this...”

He raised his index finger in his right hand, with a wound that was almost healed, but was clearly deep.

“I'm really sorry, but I want an answer, you know...” Harry said with regret.

“We would also like to respond to you.” Ron said, "But Dumbledore gave us a special order the other day, forcing us...”

“Swear not to tell me!” Harry said, "Yeah, Hermione already said that. ”

The cold feeling in his heart was becoming more and more apparent, and Harry looked at Ivan, Ron, and Hermione, and though he had been dying to see them for a whole month, he now felt that he would rather the three of them go away and leave him alone.

A tense silence, Harry mechanically touched Hedwig and couldn't even look at them.

“Well, let's not stand here. Cleecher was just about to show me the Broomstick Room of the Blacks. There's a lot of treasured broomsticks in there. Which one of you wants to go?” Ivan spoke in a simple tone.

Dumbledore made a decision best suited to his current interests because of the connection between Harry and Voldemort, effectively protecting Harry from anything related to the Phoenix and even leaving the Desirees.

He took everything into account and did the right thing, but ignored Harry's own feelings.

Or he thought about it, but thought it was not important, and that was Dumbledore's main problem.

The greatest white wizard in the world is not a saint, he has made many mistakes in his life and is still making new ones.

In his youth, he was a purely ambitious man who planned to conquer the magic world with Grindelwald to gain the strength of the mighty.

When his sister died as a result, he returned to Hogwarts to become a respected professor, persisted in the struggle against dark magic, treated every member of the magic world fairly and eventually became Hogwarts' principal.

In 1945, when the turmoil caused by Greendward reached the stage of white-hot fever, he emerged in anticipation of the world, defeating the black wizard Greendward and succeeding in locking this former friend into the highest level of Newmongade Prison.

Later, until the rise of Voldemort, Dumbledore did not have a greater interest in his mind, but only a change of approach, not a violent way to change the magic realm like Greendward and Voldemort, but a more gentle means.

As Ivan had previously judged, Dumbledore was now a "rights maker”, not for secular rights, but for a nobler purpose that had always existed in his mind, even in his own life.

Harry's emotions are really insignificant compared to these.

“Let's all go and see the broomsticks of the Black family's treasure.” Ron said hastily.

Led by Criche, several people climbed silently into the attic and came to the top of the old house.

Elvish opened a door and Ivan walked in.

He thought he was going back to a storeroom like a grocery store, but it wasn't like that. There were a lot of shelves on the wall with a flying broomstick on it and a seal in a glass cabinet, all kinds of models, like an exhibition.

Obviously, one of the Blake ancestors had a passion for collecting broomsticks.

“God, there are so many broomsticks.” Ron was astonished to say that he couldn't believe looking at all of this, "I lived in this house for a month and no one ever told me I had such a room. ”

Harry also forgot about the discomfort, comparing his broom pictures to what was in front of him in the book.

He came to a green broomstick and gently wiped the dust off it.

This is the dream of the moon, the prototype of the Silver Arrow series.

This broom was a product of the era of expansion, with a leap through quality.

These slender wooden brooms have been in great demand for Quidditch brooms for some time. The main advantage of the Moon Dream over other brooms is that it reaches a height that the previous brooms could not reach, and still be manageable at such a height.

Quidditch athletes are arguing and demanding more Moon Dream Brooms.

At that time, the broomstick remained in the production model of the hand-workshop, and the producer of the Moon Dream was unable to meet the market demand, which led to the emergence of the final series of silver arrows, became the true ancestor of the broomstick for the Quidditch competition, and began mass production, becoming the most successful commercial model of modern magic.

The sale of the Silver Arrow series eventually led to the rapid rise of the Jux family, also an individual broomstick manufacturer, to become a distinguished family of witches.