Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

“No, no, no trouble at all...” Mrs. Weasley said softly.

She looked at several people with an exploratory eye for a long time, then smiled a little awfully and walked straight away.

No one spoke, Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, Elaine watched her waving the wand by the drying rope, and the wet clothes were automatically bought and hung up in the air. At this moment, Mrs. Weasley's back looks so sad and painful...

Perhaps influenced by this atmosphere of unknown sadness, this time not even Ron, who was very dissatisfied with his mother recently, said anything.

In a heavy atmosphere, Harry's seventeenth birthday came just like this.

Early that morning, Ivan was woken up early, and Harry and Ron in the bed beside him were talking in their dreams.

Ron shouted “no” from time to time and laughed badly, seemingly having strange dreams.

Harry's there is even more worrying because he's been saying "Grigovich”.

Grigovich, the wand maker, and Olivandezzi, one of the three largest wand maker families in Europe.

Harry wasn't even dreaming, he was connected to Voldemort's soul, and Voldemort was exploring the secrets of the old wand.

Since the last ambush failed, Voldemort's soul seems to have become more volatile and his direct connection to Harry has become more frequent.

He himself does not seem to have noticed this, which suggests that Voldemort is gradually losing its remaining reason and control over the soul.

Evan wasn't sure if Voldemort's soul was unstable because of that evil magic or for other reasons, he had a bad feeling, seemed to have missed something, but couldn't make it clear, couldn't figure it out, he was lying in the march bed listening to the two people talk for a long time, his thoughts were getting confused, and he finally sighed and opened his eyes.

The sun hasn't risen yet and the house is still dark.

On the cupboard, Hedwig and Piglet buried their heads beneath their wings and slept perfectly, making a mumbling noise.

Ivan used to wake up two people, and they didn't seem to have figured out what was going on.

“I think I'm dreaming again!” Harry said he rubbed his scar and tried to remember the scene he had just dreamed of, but could only recall the contours of a mountain and a small village in a deep canyon, "Voldemort was looking for a man named Grigovich, who was Grigovich? ”

“A renowned German wand maker.” Ivan said.

“What did he want with him? ”

“Voldemort wants to find out the secrets of the wand. The three major European wand makers, each with a long history of pureblood wizards, each with many secrets, have been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years. Voldemort is probably wondering about the most precious part of these secrets. After all, his wand always has problems when he encounters you again.” Ivan said, "Or he wants to take the opportunity to gain more power, but it doesn't really matter. ”

“Why doesn't it matter? ”

“Because his power is already strong, adding another powerful wand will not change anything, and strength will not hide the fact that his soul is broken, and he will not necessarily be satisfied, Voldemort does not know the wand at all, neither Olivender nor Grigovich will tell him all the secrets, so let us not worry.” Evan said, "But it's you, Harry, and you can't keep spying on his mind in your dreams. It's dangerous. ”

“I know, okay, Ivan, don't tell Hermione!” Harry said powerlessly.

Ivan nodded and turned around and asked, "So what about you, Ron, you've been talking in your dreams, and what have you dreamed of? ”

“Ah, I...” Ron paused for a while, seemingly trying to remember, and then said in a low voice, "I think I dreamed of joining the Quidditch team, the Chadley Artillery team, and I kept all the balls in the Quidditch World Cup finals, and that's probably it. ”

“You smile so weird, you keep yelling no, I thought you had some nightmares. ”

“Really? Probably don't want ghost flying balls in the door. Well, it doesn't matter, does it? Just a boring dream.” Ron shook his head and said, "It's Harry's seventeenth birthday. Happy birthday, Harry. ”

“Happy 17th birthday, Harry!” Ivan followed.

“Thank you!” Harry said, smiling, "How could I forget! I'm 17! ”

He grabbed the wand by the march bed, pointed at the messy desk where he put his glasses, and said, "Glasses fly!” Even though the glasses were only a foot away from him, watching them fly towards him brought him great satisfaction. But it didn't last long: the glasses flew in and poked him in the eye.

“Haha! ”

“That's not bad! ”

For the next few minutes, Ivan and Ron were dressed, Harry was still intoxicated by the joy of the loss of trace, and he let his, Ivan's and Ron's things fly around the room, letting Hedwig and Piglet's cage float in the air, Hedwig looked blamefully at him, and Piglet pounded his wings in the cage with excitement.

In addition, Harry tried magic to lace up his sneakers, and it took him minutes to unwrap the crease.

Then, purely for fun, he turned the orange robe on Ron's Chudley Artillery posters into bright blue.

“You can stop, Harry, or I'll have to zip your pants empty-handed.” Ron warned Harry that Harry had stopped quickly and Ron was laughing out loud, "This is a gift for you. Take it apart right here, you can't show it to my mother. ”

“A book?” Harry took the rectangular package and said, "It's a little farewell to tradition, isn't it? ”

“This is no ordinary book. Ron was proud to say," It's the gold of Shenzhen: Twelve Victory Treasures for Fallen Witches, "which explains everything you need to know about girls. If I had this book last year, I'd know how to get rid of Lavender and how to get close to the girl I like, and I figured out a lot about it. Take a look, you'll be surprised, and you don't all need a wand. By the way, Evan, you can take a look. ”

“Sounds good. Hope it helps Hermione. It's my gift, Harry.” Ivan said, throwing the gift away.

“What is it? ”

“A magic talisman, which I did myself, can to some extent resist the spiritual attacks of evil gods or Voldemort, which I think will be important in the battle that follows.” Alvin said, "With it, Harry, it will buy you a few seconds so you have time to use the Guardian's Curse or other magic. ”

“It's amazing.” Harry unwrapped the package and looked happily at the stag shaped talisman.