Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“There's nothing in the paper right now, nothing about the fight that night.” Bill said, "They remain silent on this. ”

Everyone came this evening, the kitchen was full of people and it was difficult to use knives and forks.

“The Ministry of Magic is hiding everything?! Hermione was surprised to say," Evan, Sirius and the Death Eaters had seen a lot of Muggles. ”

“There were probably hundreds of Muggles, and it was an emergency, and I had to deal with the Death Eaters quickly, and I couldn't care less.” Ivan cut the chicken in his plate and looked up and asked, "So the Ministry of Magic sent someone to modify all the memories of Muggles at the place? ”

“I'm afraid not. It was a little late to hear from the ministry, and there were so many Muggles you saw fighting, that there weren't so many people in the ministry handling the matter.” Mr. Weasley replied, "I heard that Skringer later went to Prime Minister Muggle and asked Muggle's arrogants to help with the matter, but there was still some leak, but there was no sound on the magic interface. He sent everyone out to make sure of that. ”

“In fact, wizards know less now than Muggles does. It's ridiculous, isn't it? ”

“Haven't they held a hearing on the underage magic I used to escape the Death Eaters?” Harry asked Mr. Weasley aloud across the table, Mr. Weasley shook his head, and he continued to ask, "Did they know they had no choice, or did they not want me to tell you that Voldemort attacked me? ”

“I think the latter, Skringer, is reluctant to admit that the mystery man is so powerful, nor to admit that Azkaban has been captured. ”

“Yes, why tell the public the truth?” Harry ironically said, holding the knife tight in his hand.

“Skringer may have been helpless, and he has no good way of dealing with this complex situation at the moment.” Sirius objectively said.

“Hmm, telling the public the truth is the best way. ”

“He did not dare because doing so would immediately disrupt the magic world and the Ministry would lose all control.” Ivan said that Sklinger now faced a similar choice than he did back then, that Foggy was afraid to tell the public that Voldemort was back, and that Sklinger was afraid to tell everyone that the Ministry was powerless and that the war had begun.

“Wasn't anyone in the Ministry prepared to resist him?” Ron asked.

“Of course there is, Ron, but people are scared. Mr. Weasley replied," Now whoever speaks the truth and who manifestly resists will be attacked, fearing that they will be the next missing person, and fearing that their children will be attacked the next! Terrible rumors are spreading. For example, I don't believe Hogwarts' Muggle Studies teacher resigned, she's been gone for weeks, but I can't say it, even if it's useless, it doesn't matter. During this time, Skringer kept himself locked up in his office all day, and to be honest, I wish he was making plans. ”

No one spoke in time, Mrs. Weasley magically took the empty plate to the console and served the apple pie.

“By the way, we have to decide what you look like, Harry!” Furong said after everyone had split the pie, seeing Harry's face confused, and she said, "At the wedding, of course, there were no dead eaters in our guests, but there was no guarantee they wouldn't leak the news after drinking the champagne. ”

“What?”

“Ivan also needs makeup, you two can't be spotted right now, let me think about how to dress you..."

“Yes, that makes sense. You all need to disguise yourselves.” Without waiting for Evan to say no, Mrs. Weasley, sitting on the table, said that her glasses frame was on the tip of her nose, browsing her grass for a lot of work on a long parchment paper, "I said," Ron, did you clean your house? ”

“What?” Ron screamed, heavily lowered his spoon and stared at his mother, “I really don't understand. Why is my house cleaned? Evan, Harry and I were comfortable in there! ”

“In a few days, we're going to have your brother's wedding here, young man...”

“Were they married in my bedroom?” Ron asked angrily, "No! So look at the old man in Merlin..."

“Don't talk to Mom like that!” Mr. Weasley said beyond a doubt, "Do as she says. ”

Ron stared angrily at his parents, then picked up the spoon and used his best efforts to attack his last few apple pies.

“Me and Ivan can help, there's...”

Harry was interrupted by Mrs. Weasley, “No, Harry, honey, I want you to help Arthur clean the chicken coop; Ivan, can you go to the warehouse and see if Arthur put too much muggle in it; Hermione, Gabriel, please go and change the bed sheets for the Draculs, they'll be here tomorrow at 11: 00 a.m.; Ginny, Elaine, you two come with me to the kitchen, there's so much to pack. ”

Under her arrangement, several people had to pack their things separately from each other.

The warehouse was chaotic, filled with all kinds of debris, and there was a suspicious gasoline smell in the air.

Not long later, Mr. Weasley snuck in.

“Don't tell Jasmine, Evan!” He said, "Well, Ted Tanks sent me most of the wreckage from that Sirius motorcycle, and, uh, I hid it, and I mean, it was amazing to have it here: there was an exhaust pad, which I believe was called, and it was a powerful shell, and it gave me a rare opportunity to figure out how the brakes worked. While Molly's away, I mean, while I have time, I'm gonna try to reassemble it. ”

Ivan watched as he skilfully removed the case, pulled out a bunch of motorcycle parts from a broken couch, and excitedly tapped the west with a wand.

Considering that Mr. Weasley had once converted his car, a motorcycle should have been hard to beat.

After watching for a while, Ivan thought it was pointless and went out first.

Harry wasn't at the chicken coop, and he didn't see Mrs. Weasley back home.

Ivan thought about it, walked to Ron's room, just went upstairs to open the door, and Elaine walked out of it.

She seems to be waiting here to talk to him.

Indeed, her wine red eyes looked at Evan and said in an unquestionable tone, "I want to talk to you, come in! ”