"I can try to help your hands recover, professor"
Dumbledore nodded. That's what he meant by calling Zhou Hao over alone. If he could survive, he wouldn't have deliberately sought death.
Zhou Hao grabbed the arm that was waiting for the bad luck, and a platinum light began to appear in his eyes. The energy wings behind him also grew out, making the whole room illuminate.
At this time, Lupin pushed the door and walked in. He saw the light from the house outside, thinking that something had happened and rushed in.
Professor Lupin is like the werewolf who do not do bad things - poor, expensive wolf poisons keep most werewolfs below the line of food and clothing.
Wolf poison can keep transformed werewolf sane, but the price is unfriendly
Originally, his salary at Hogwarts was very high and he could maintain the demand for wolf poison, but because of the exposure of the werewolf identity, he had to leave Hogwarts.
Of course, this may also be the reason for Voldemort's curse. It is impossible for him to be a teacher in the Black Magic Defense Class for more than a year.
He has no high-paying jobs and has to maintain his demand for wolf poison. Of course, he is getting poorer and more patches on his body now.
Dumbledore waved to Lupin and signaled that he was fine, while Lupin felt the light that appeared from Zhou Hao made him feel uncomfortable.
Although it will not be burned into ashes like a vampire, it will make his skin feel burning.
He quickly retreated, Dumbledore felt his arms begin to numb and itch, and those withered places began to regain their vitality.
In the blink of an eye, his arm returned to its original appearance, and Dumbledore could feel the curse surrounding him disappearing.
After the treatment, he waved his hand and smiled, "Zhou Hao, I have to say that your treatment method is so amazing."
People from the Order of the Phoenix were very happy to know that Dumbledore had recovered his health. Dumbledore was the pillar of the Order of the Phoenix. If he died, the Order of the Phoenix would be the same as destroying his martial arts.
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I don’t know how Bill from Weasley’s family got together with Furong, but the two were actually engaged to Harry’s birthday party, and she also came.
Another week later, Harry wrote a letter to Zhou Hao, who was far away in Hogsmeade Village, inviting him to go to Diagon Alley to buy the books for the semester.
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It was a dark, cloudy day.
When Zhou Hao and his friends came out of the Burrow, a special purpose car from the Ministry of Magic was already waiting in the front yard. Harry had once sat on this car.
Zhou Hao is very interested in this flying car, and learned that he can sell floating cars when he returns to Marvel.
"Luckily, Dad can send us a car again." Ron said happily
Because they had once quietly driven a flying car to Hogwarts, Weasley had never dared to let them touch the car.
Zhou Hao and Hermione got into the car and found that the space inside was like an extended car, too big
At this time the car drove away from the Burrow briskly, and Bill and Furong waved at them at the kitchen window.
"Don't be used to sitting, it's just for Harry," Arthur turned his head and said.
He sat in front with Mrs. Weasley and the driver of the Ministry of Magic. The passenger seat next to the driver became considerately widened, like a double sofa. "He is now enjoying first-class security. When he arrives at the Burnt Cauldron Bar, he will also strengthen the security for us."
Zhou Hao was speechless. With him there, even ten Voldemorts could not hurt Harry.
Harry said nothing. He didn't want to buy things and there was a large number of Aurors following him. He had already stuffed his invisible clothes into his backpack.
He had thought that since Dumbledore did not object, the Ministry of Magic would not object, but now when he thought about it carefully, he could not be sure whether the Ministry of Magic knew that he had an invisible cloak.
"You're here." After a while, the driver said, this was the first thing he said. He slowed down and drove into Chalin Cross and stopped outside the Burnt Cauldron Bar. "I'll wait for you to come back, do you know how long it will take?"
"About two hours," said Mr. Weasley, "Ah, it's great, he's here!"
Harry also looked out through the car window like Mr. Weasley. His heart suddenly jumped up. There was no Auror waiting outside the bar, but there was a big guy, black-bearded Ruber Hager, the guard of Hogwarts' hunting ground. He was wearing a long beaver fur coat. When he saw Harry's face, he smiled happily and ignored the surprised gazes of passing Muggles.
"Harry!" he said sternly. As soon as Harry got out of the car, Hagrid held him hard and squeezed his bones into his arms. "Buckbeck...I mean, I mean, you should really look at it, Harry, it's so happy that it returns to the open air..."
"It's fine to be happy," Harry said with a smile while rubbing his ribs, "I didn't expect that the 'security' was referring to you!"
"I know, just like in the past, isn't it? You see, the Ministry of Magic wanted to send a group of Aurors, but Dumbledore said I'll do it."
Haeger said proudly, he raised his chest, inserted his two thumbs into his pocket, turned to Zhou Hao and said, "Actually, if you are there, I won't use it."
"Okay, let's go in-you guys first, Molly, Arthur..."
In Harry's memory, the first time the Break Cauldron Bar seemed so deserted and empty. The lively crowds of people in the past disappeared, leaving only the owner Tom, who had wrinkles on his face and lost his teeth.
As soon as they entered, Tom raised his head hopefully, but before he could speak, Hagrid said solemnly: "Today is just passing by, Tom, you must understand. It's Hogwarts' business, you know."
Tom nodded in a depressed mood and continued to wipe his glass.
Zhou Hao and the others walked through the bar and came to the cold little yard with the trash bin behind. Hagrid raised the pink umbrella in his hand and knocked on a brick on the wall. There was an instant door opening, leading to a winding pebble path. They stepped through the door opening, stopped and looked around.
Diagon Alley has completely changed. The window originally displayed spell books, potion materials and crucibles, which are colorful and cannot be seen now, but are covered tightly by the large notice posted by the Ministry of Magic.
Most of these intimidating purple notices are enlarged versions of safety advice on the ministry’s summer brochures, and some with black and white photos of the wanted Death Eater.
Bellatrix Lestrange sneered grimly at the door of the nearby drugstore. Several windows were nailed to death by wooden boards, including the Forlorin Fosco Ice Cream Shop.
On the other hand, many dilapidated stalls suddenly appeared on both sides of the street. The stall closest to them was built under a stained striped canopy outside Lihen Bookstore, and a cardboard sign was nailed in front of the stall:
Talisman: Effectively resist werewolf, dementor and corpse
A sloppy little wizard sold a large string of silver mascots tied to passers-by, shaking them loudly.
Chapter completed!