Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"It's like a dream. When I got up this morning, I almost thought I was escaping from Azkaban. I was still that weak but crazy dog, but I stretched out my hand and looked at Everything around me felt like—'Ah, I really took my past life back.'” Sirius said emotionally, “but the only thing that makes me regretful is that I have to register this one. thing."

Sirius took everything back, but many of his deeds were also registered by the Ministry of Magic. For example, he was an illegal Animagus. If the original situation was serious, he might even be thrown into Azkaban, but The Ministry of Magic probably didn't want to be a sidekick, so it vaguely obscured the matter, but ordered Sirius to register with the Office of Abuse of Magic and become the recorded Animagus, which Sirius is no longer. I complained for the first time, because many Animagus are illegal. It is said that there are only seven Animagus registered after the 20th century!

"Forget it, don't always listen to me complaining. Harry, how is your homework?" Most of the time Harry will think that Sirius is his buddy rather than his godfather, but every now and then he will switch to Adult thinking mode, asking some questions that brothers would not ask, this is also a problem that makes Harry feel headache, but he also feels happy because someone cares about him.

He answered this question vaguely. Fortunately, Sirius is not a very strict person. He might even do things like helping him copy his homework because Harry couldn’t finish his homework (according to Harry’s understanding of Sirius, Such a situation is very likely to happen), the real severe person is Professor Lupin, but if he is not here now, Harry can be lazy for a while.

"Are you going to this year's World Cup?" Harry nodded. His good friend Ron invited him to watch the World Cup finals a long time ago, saying that it was Mr. Arthur who got the ticket for the best position through the door.Of course he also invited Sirius later, but to the surprise of the two boys, Sirius refused the invitation.Even his best friend used to be a good player in Quidditch.

"I still need to do a lot of things, I can't squeeze too much time..." Sirius explained that the two lions express their understanding. Even if no one is gone, the Black family is still an old and troublesome family. There are a lot of cumbersome and boring processes that need to be explained, but they have to be followed because this is the tradition.

"When will they come to pick you up?" Harry heard this question and said lazily: "I think about it, they said they will pick me up this Wednesday and let me stay at Dursley's house..." He suddenly realized what There was something wrong, and he sat up abruptly, Sirius also realized the same problem as him.

"Harry, all you need to know is that today is Wednesday." Sirius frowned. "When do they say it will arrive?"

"Early, nine o'clock in the morning..." Harry stared at the wall clock blankly, the hands indicating that it was nine ten ten.He jumped up like a burning buttocks, greeted Sirius indiscriminately, and ran towards Dursley's house at No. 4 Privet Road.

Chapter 12 Coming to the Burrow (Part 1)

Harry almost stumbled out of the fireplace connected to the Floo net. He slammed into someone standing near the fireplace, who staggered back two steps with a scream."Hug, sorry!" Harry's glasses almost fell to the ground, he hurriedly helped, and finally calmed down the chaotic vertigo when using Floo powder, and then raised his head: "Morning, early. ,Ginny."

Ginny was still rubbing her belly in anguish at first, and Harry didn't use much energy when she rushed over.But when she saw Harry standing in front of her, looking at her apologetically, as if eating a box of rum chocolates in one go, Ginny's face turned red with a bang, "Huh, Huh, Harry? Have you arrived yet?"

Harry just thought Ginny’s evasive attitude was a little weird. He was completely unaware of the goodness of the girl in front of him: "Yes, Mr. Weasley let me go into the fireplace. Something happened to us, I wanted Help, but he said he will solve it..." He vaguely, thinking of everything he saw before stepping into the flame, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Ron and the others?" He asked Ginny. The three of them weren't in the kitchen, waiting for Harry to bring them first-hand news, which was really incredible."Just now my mother called them over. They said they didn't want to leave at all. They said they wanted to wait for you here. Mom asked me to wait for you here." Ginny lowered her head shyly.

At this moment, three red-haired boys walked towards the fireplace and talked and laughed. Two of them had almost identical faces, making it hard to tell who was who. They were twins from the Weasley family. George Weasley and Fred Weasley, you can’t find anyone at Hogwarts who likes troublesome more than them.Both of them were snickering at this time, the kind of smile that succeeded in a prank.On the far right, the boy who walked towards the fireplace while talking with them was a bit thicker than the twins. It was Harry’s best friend Ron Weasley at Hogwarts. The three of them came to Harry Yes, Ron's eyes lit up, he put the plate in his hand on the table and surrounded Harry.

"Did he eat that candy?" George asked eagerly, winking at Fred, "Dad is so annoying, I wanted to see the effect with my own eyes. But he insisted on letting us go first." He held his mouth, holding back his laughter, "What's that? Dudley's tongue is about to swell to the size of two feet, and it continued to grow and grow when I left!"

"Fat tongue toffee. It was invented by George and I. We spent the entire summer vacation!" Fred winked at Harry. "It has the same effect as you've seen before. It is used for pranks. Let any object's tongue become as long as an elephant's tongue. I think this little invention should make a lot of money." He said thoughtfully.

There was a burst of happy laughter in the kitchen, and finally Harry couldn't help laughing with the three boys. Dudley used to rely on Uncle Vernon's support and his big waist, always like to bully him.Harry couldn't be more happy to see Dudley's luck.

"I think you are a genius inventor, Mr. George Weasley." Fred pretended to bow solemnly to George.

"Yes. I am also sure that your whimsical ideas are enough to stand side by side with me, Mr. Fred Weasley." George also imitated him exaggeratedly, and the two hooked their shoulders and began to compliment each other.

Ron leaned in front of Harry and whispered to him: "They really did a big project. They locked themselves in the room for the whole holiday, and they fiddled with those funny little things all day, let alone, they really A lot of results have been achieved, not just toffee, but also various other prank props."

"What are you talking about?" Ginny approached and asked. She seemed a little worried. "If you are talking about those prank props, my mother has already taken a batch of them. She told them to stop spending energy on these useless items. Above things."

"As long as you don't tell it, she won't know, will she?" Ron looked at her, "Or are you standing with mom?" Ginny shook her head quickly: "I'm just worried that they will give things away. It's a big trouble, my mother has not had a good temper during this period of time. You know, George and Fred only passed three OWLs exams. Mom thinks that they are not learned and skillful. If you don't study hard, you will know how to engage in these sneaky dogs. Gadgets..." She gave a small smile, "but I think those little props are really great, how long their brains are!"

The flame in the fireplace began to beat again, it turned green in an instant, and then a tall and thin man came out of the fireplace wearily, he was Arthur Weasley, the four red-haired fathers present.When he saw the twins, his face sank."George, Fred, I didn't expect you to deliberately prank a Muggle boy."

"He picked it up by himself, and he moved like a boar." "Yes, it was not what we gave him. We just accidentally fell out of our pockets..." Mr. Weasley had a headache. The brothers stopped arguing and said angrily, "You deliberately spilled those candies on the ground to tempt him to pick it up! That boy is losing weight recently, you know!"

"Who keeps that guy always bullying Harry?" George and the others used Harry's experience as a shield. "Has his tongue stopped growing?" Mr. Weasley nodded slowly: "After Harry left, he Harry’s tongue grew around four feet long. Harry’s uncle and aunt were so panicked that they didn’t even want to let me approach, even though I kept trying to explain... In the end, the boy couldn’t take it anymore and they let it I tried to restore his tongue to its original shape."

He stared at the boys celebrating with high fives: "But this seriously damaged our friendship with Muggles. You did too much this time. You used magic props to attack an innocent Muggle kid ("If That guy can be considered innocent, then we are two harmless little squirrels!"). I must tell your mother, your behavior..."

Mrs. Weasley walked in from the kitchen. Hermione Granger, another good friend of Harry, followed her. She was invited by the Weasleys this year to spend the summer vacation at the Weasleys, and she will also be with them later. Go to the World Cup together.She held a basket in her arms filled with freshly picked vegetables from the yard.

"Harry!" She gave him a big smile, but Harry could see that there was no energy in that smile. He was surprised that Hermione never was not full of motivation and fighting spirit. This not only made Harry feel Hermione is worth relying on, and occasionally finds her tough.But now Hermione looked very low. This low was not obvious, but it did exist.

"What happened, Arthur? What did you just say outside to tell me?" Mrs. Weasley looked at the people in the kitchen suspiciously. "Nothing, dear, just a small matter..." Mr. Weasley tried Soothing him, he didn't tell the "good things" the twins did.

But Mrs. Weasley is not easy to fool. When she sees her husband's eyes drifting towards the twins unconsciously, she understands half of her heart. Since the twins enrolled in school, the college warnings sent to the home every year are more than theirs. The total number of children dropped is even more, "What did you two do? If it is still related to those Weasley magic tricks..."

"Harry, Ron, I think we need to go to your room first and make sure that the place you will live next is always good." Hermione said calmly, and at the same time made a gesture to Ginny Wink.The youngest daughter of the Weasleys understood. She tugged Ron, who was trying to refute Hermione, "No need to do this, I know where Harry lives..." After speaking a few words in his ear, Luo Eun suddenly enlightened and said: "Yes, let's go, Harry!"

Although very sorry to have left the twins who were about to face Mrs. Weasley's anger, Harry was happy to escape from the suffocating environment.As soon as the four of them left the kitchen, they heard Mrs. Weasley screaming at the twins from the kitchen, "I guess they have to be scolded for two hours at least. Mom just needs a good vent." Ginny smiled. It was a bit nasty, and Harry realized that this was the first time he had seen expressions other than shyness from this girl.

Ginny noticed Harry staring at her, and her face became burnt again.When they walked to the living room, Harry found two people sitting on the sofa who he hadn't seen before, but they also had a very distinctive feature, that was the inherited red hair of the Weasley family.

"You haven't seen it before, haven't you?" Ron said, "This is Charlie, studying fire dragons in Romania; he is Bill, the pride of our family, and now works in Gringotts." Harry shook hands with the two. They all behaved very friendly. Charlie is a little shorter than his other brothers, but he is strong, has a strong physique to be a Quidditch goalkeeper, his palms are covered with blisters and thick calluses; and Bill , Harry thought he was a nerd who was very similar to Percy, because he was the only good student of the Weasley family who had served as the president of the student council, but Bill looked like a rock star, his dress was free and unruly, he still stayed With long hair, he combed them into ponytails, looking very personal.

Ginny warned them not to go to the kitchen first, because Mrs. Weasley was teaching George and Fred in it that she might get involved in disputes if she entered.At this time, Bill invited her to play wizard chess together, saying that he could only play with Charlie before and wanted to try another opponent.Ginny looked a little moved, but she looked at Bill first and then Harry and the others (for some reason, Harry always felt that Ginny's eyes were kept in sight), as if she was expecting something.

Harry's heart moved. He probably knew what Ginny was worrying about. She was one of the owners of this house, and she probably couldn't save face, letting herself run to play when she needed to lead guests."It's okay, Ron and they will take me to the room. You are so fun, Ginny." He thought he had spotted the problem and smiled thoughtfully, but didn't notice that Hermione behind her rolled her eyes. At the same time, she glanced sympathetically at the dazed Ginny.

Chapter 13 Coming to the Burrow (Part 2)

"Why would you want to answer like that?! Unbelievable, Harry!" When the three of them walked up the stairs to Ron's room in the attic, they put Harry's luggage down, because they only stayed at Weasley's for a few days. He didn't bring much heavy luggage. Sirius gave him peace of mind, saying that he would be responsible for transporting large items before school started.Hermione put Harry's bag on the corner of the bed and couldn't help turning her head to criticize him.

"What's wrong with Harry? Why did you suddenly start a fire inexplicably?" Ron frowned, but Hermione glared at him with a more terrifying look. She came over and poked Harry in the chest: "You Don’t you see that Ginny wants to go with us? She just needs someone to speak to keep her, and you are the best candidate. But you don’t care what Ginny is thinking at all, just put her back It's blocked."

She hugged her shoulders and murmured dissatisfiedly: "That's why I said that you guys don't understand the mood of girls at all. If you can distinguish between Quidditch and pranks, even if there is only one-third degree of enthusiasm. How could it be so naive in being considerate of others!" Harry could hear a hint of complaint and grievance in Hermione's tone for some reason, but it was not them at all.

He looked at Ron and found that the other person was also looking at him confused: "During this time, she would occasionally complain like this, but it's not a matter of discussion at all, it's just a sort of finding fault as if we are venting something. As soon as the boys did not do well enough, she began to babble, full of resentment. As if it was our fault that we did not become the perfect prince to welcome her."

Harry thought deeper than Ron, because with his knowledge of Hermione, her performance could be said to be very unusual."Did something happen to you, Hermione?" He wasn't sure either, just asked tentatively.Hermione looked nothing unusual, but she gave him a blank glance, "What can I have, do you want to act like an emotion expert now?" Harry always felt that she was a bit irritable, than she was in exam week. The kind of anxiety is much lighter, but it has been pestering her.

"Hey, Harry. How does it feel to live with Sirius?" Ron asked curiously. "There must be a lot of weird things in him. You said that Professor Lupin lives there too." Come here, but her focus is not here: "You are so lucky, Harry. There are two excellent wizards who can help you and give you advice."

Harry told them some interesting things that happened during the holidays. Compared with the discrimination and humiliation he suffered at Dursley's home last year, this year was simply the best summer vacation he had ever had.Sirius welcomes him to come home for the weekend, but only on weekends he can spend the night here. Usually he still has to go back to Dursley’s house. Fortunately, he can eat at Sirius’s house instead of chewing cheese and cheese at Dursley’s house. celery.Dudley’s weight has reached the point where it cannot be ignored. Even if reluctantly, Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia must follow the healthy recipes prescribed by the hospital.He also wrote a letter to tell his friends about this, so this time the twins made fun of Dudley.

The two boys were very happy about it, but Hermione was calm: "What did they do? Mr. Weasley was right. The two of their brothers did too much this time, even if Dudley It's a bit bad, but they shouldn't treat him in this way. This is not something worthy of praise! A wizard used a way that Muggles couldn't even imagine him encountering unknown horrors..."

"But it's impossible for Dad to watch the two of them grab Dudley for a fight, even though I'm pretty sure they would be willing to do it." Ron said nonchalantly, and Hermione glared at them and started talking again. "That's why I said you careless boys..." She sat down annoyed and waited for a while before she calmed down again.

"What happened during the holidays?" Harry thought she would ask this question to change the subject, but he didn't know her true thoughts either. He just suddenly remembered the nightmare he had during the holidays and nodded. "A very strange thing happened. I had a nightmare. I dreamed that Voldemort killed an old Muggle man. Then my scar suddenly hurt so much that I was awakened..."

Sure enough, as he had expected at the time, when the two partners heard him say this, their eyes widened, with a look of surprise, Ron even forgot to panic because he said Voldemort directly.Hermione got up from her chair shhh, and began to turn around in the attic, thinking, "Harry, your scar hurts! This is definitely not easy, because it can't suddenly hurt, let alone you. Had a nightmare...Have your scars hurt before?"

She saw Harry shook her head, thoughtfully: "I think there must be a connection between the two, maybe a deep magic is affecting your scar and making it painful. I can go to the book. , There must be a description of the reasons for all this in the book, or you can write to Professor Dumbledore..."

Ron also couldn't find any clues as he thought. He couldn't think of the cause of all this. In the end, he could only attribute the pain of the scar to an accident, but he thought of what Hermione had missed: "Of course you Write to Dumbledore and tell him that he would definitely want to know. But before then you didn't tell Sirius what happened to you?"

But the real anxiety and worry of his companions did relax Harry. He nodded: "I said, and Sirius, Professor Lupin was there at the time. They argued for a while, but it seemed that They also thought this was a very unusual thing, and he wrote to Dumbledore for me at the time, and they have always been in contact..."

"Then what did they say?" Ron asked impatiently. Lupin was their third-grade Defence Against the Dark Arts class professor. Even if he later left because of his identity as a werewolf, people who admired him during his tenure were also a lot of."They keep me on guard at all times, and hope that I won't mess around in the new semester, Sirius said they will look for clues."

"Speaking of this semester, I think of Percy." Ron frowned and said unhappily. "He is now working at the Ministry of Magic and writing reports on the thickness of his crucible all day long. He is very irritable. There was a slight voice, and he was about to yell, feeling that his work was disturbed."

"He is under a lot of pressure, Ron. You shouldn't say that to Percy, think about him, he just wants to do his job better and keep improving..." Hermione and Percy have a good relationship. They both All of them are excellent students.

"No, you should look at his proud face and think that his boss trusts him in all his work," said Mr. Crouch. ``What Mr. Crouch told me was ``I think Mr. Crouch means this. '... Does he consider himself an assistant to the Minister of Magic? He still keeps that secret. This is what makes me angry most."

Hermione closed her mouth when she heard him mention it."What's going on?" Harry asked curiously. "What else? He always said triumphantly that after the World Cup, a big event would happen again at Hogwarts. It was hosted by the Ministry of Magic, and he knew the inside story. I just hope someone will beg him, and he just waits!" Ron complained, "And so is my father, too indulging him. He knows what it is, but he never tells us, and his mother supports him."

"'You know, those are all confidential matters. Only if Mr. Crouch approves of my strength will let me know about it.'" Ron learned Persina's tone of voice, "Bah! I'd rather go to the garden. Goblin, I won’t satisfy that guy’s vanity..." Hermione quickly changed the subject, "Have you seen Crookshanks, Harry? It’s playing in the garden. I have never seen a goblin like this before. Creature, have fun."

Harry followed Hermione's topic, and finally finally made Ron temporarily forget his complaint against Percy."Let's go help Mrs. Weasley, they should be over." Hermione opened the door, and she couldn't hear Mrs. Weasley's reprimand.

In order to have dinner as quickly as possible, everyone needed help. Because there were too many people, Mrs. Weasley finally decided to put the dinner place in the garden and put two tables together.Harry was very happy. It was the first time he was surrounded by the stars, sitting around a group of people eating lively, which made him feel like he was also a member of the family.