Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 284: Knowledge lecture on the table
The atmosphere of this dinner is indeed pretty good, with Fred and George, a pair of life treasures, plus Lenny and Tonks, at least on the surface it is really lively. X23US. The fastest update of COM
It’s just that everyone sitting around the dining table probably understands that this is just an illusion created by everyone.
And let’s not mention Percy. The disappearance of Mad-Eye Moody hasn’t been a clue until now, and it’s enough to upset everyone.
To be honest, Maca also has a headache about this.
Moody is one of the pillars of the Order of the Phoenix. He used to decide a lot of on-site affairs, and he was even more important than Dumbledore.
If Moody was still there, Dumbledore would not have put the burden of the Order of the Phoenix on Maca's shoulders so early.
Right now, across from Harry's seat, Tonks was eating her nose while deforming her nose, making Hermione and Ginny happy.
Every time she closes her eyes tightly, showing a trace of pain.
Her nose was suddenly stretched like a bird's beak, and it looked like Snape's nose; it suddenly retracted and became the size of a round mushroom, and a lot of nose hair appeared in each nostril. .
This is a regular entertainment program during a meal recently, and soon Hermione and Ginny asked her to change their favorite nose.
"Conjure a pig nose, Tonks."
Tonks happily complied.
Harry raised his head, and at that moment, he thought a female Dudley was grinning at him across the table!
On the other side, Mr. Weasley, Bill, and Lupin are engaged in a fierce crusade about the goblins.
"They were still not leaking and would not say anything," Bill said. "I still don't know if they believe that'him' is back. Of course, they probably don't want to support either side, and they don't want to get involved. "
"I believe they will never fall to the mysterious person," Mr. Weasley said, shaking his head. "They have suffered a lot. Remember the last time he killed the fairy, it was in Nottingham. Nearby?"
"I think it depends on what price they are paying them," Lupin said. "I'm not talking about gold... If someone offers them the freedom that we have not been willing to give them for centuries, They will probably be unable to resist the temptation..."
"Really," Maca suddenly joked, "We can't ask fairies to have the same ideas as wizards. As far as I know, what fairies really value is not freedom, nor gold... It's a magic item!"
He forks a sausage, takes a bite, and chews and says, "...that's the nature of a fairy, and it's also a tradition."
"I dare say that if the Gryffindor sword is given to the fairies as a reward, they will even dare to help us flatten Voldemort's lair!"
"Does this make no sense?" Lupin said suspiciously.
Maca smiled and waved his hand.
"Don’t try to reason with different species...It’s like those horsemen in the Forbidden Forest, and how many years have been neighbors with Hogwarts? But there are so few signs of being subtle... …" He said, "When it's about faith, truth doesn't make sense."
"Faith?"
Seeing Harry, Lenny, Tonks and others were also attracted by his words, and they all seemed to understand, and Maca couldn't help but spread his hands.
"This is the same as the question of whether Santa Claus exists. No one has seen it before, but someone will really believe that it exists. This is a belief, and when this belief is repeated, deepened, and strengthened After affirmation, it may evolve into a kind of belief."
"Santa Claus?" Hermione widened her eyes. "He does exist. He is a bishop named Nicholas in the fourth century AD, because he likes secretly helping the poor. Later, he was picked up by others. Number."
"Well, yes! Hermione, you know so much." Maca smiled at her before continuing, "But I'm not talking about Nicholas, but that every Christmas in the middle of the night The old white-bearded man who broke into the homes and stuffed the woolen stockings on the fireplace from door to door."
"I never received Christmas gifts when I was a kid, so I never believed in the existence of Santa Claus." He said, "But I know that many Muggle parents make their children believe that Santa Claus actually exists. Has always existed."
"And children like gifts, which is the same as the nature of fairies who like magical items, but the belief in them is much stronger..."
Maca said while eating, but stopped as he said, and looked at them dumbfoundingly: "I'm just looking for a topic to talk about, aren't you hungry?"
"Maca, there is actually a problem I have been curious about..." Ron said cheerfully, "Why does the magical world celebrate Christmas? I heard Harry say, isn't it a Muggle holiday?"
"Ron, Muggle Christmas and Wizard Christmas are not the same thing!" Hermione rolled her eyes and said, "I won't copy the future work on the history of magic! Otherwise, you must Will not graduate..."
"What? There is this kind of content in the history of magic?" Ron looked surprised. He couldn't help but grow his mouth, and the half-eaten chicken drumsticks fell back to the plate.
"Wizards celebrate Christmas as a continuation of the custom of the ancient Juzi religion, and the hanging mistletoe and the making of Christmas trees are also because of this." Maca explained, "Does the Juzi religion know? A wizarding religion that advocates nature, Merlin is The last inheritor of the sect."
"Oh! This sounds so cool!" Ron nodded, "At least if I take this in the next exam, I won't forget it!"
"I don't think so." Hermione immediately poured cold water on Ron habitually.
Three servings of butter breadcrumbs, followed by custard cakes, everyone felt that they couldn’t eat it anymore.
But Maca is still stuffing his mouth. Although he seems to eat very calmly, he actually doesn't eat less than the others in this room!
"All... finished?" Maca looked at everyone, because everyone was watching him.
"Oh I think so." Ron glanced left and right.
"Gluck... Bastard Maca... Hahaha, you can really eat it!" Lenny held her belly and smiled happily.
"Wasting food is the worst behavior." Maca didn't take it for granted, he said naturally.
When Maca finally put down the spoon, the conversation on the dinner table gradually calmed down.
Mr. Weasley leaned on the back of the chair, looking full and relaxed; Tonks opened her mouth and yawned, and her nose had returned to normal.
Ginny led Crookshank out of the cupboard, sitting cross-legged on the ground, rolling some butterbeer corks around, letting Crookshank chase and play.
"It's almost time to go to bed, I think." Mrs. Weasley yawned.
"Not yet, Molly." Sirius pushed the empty plate in front of him aside, turned his head to look at Harry, "You know, I'm so surprised for you! I thought you were the first to be here. The thing is to ask about Voldemort."
The atmosphere in the room suddenly changed, and the speed was so fast that people thought it was a dementor.
A few seconds ago, it was still so relaxed and drowsy; now everyone has become alert and even nervous.
Hearing Voldemort's name, a shudder passed around the dining table. Lupin just picked up the glass and was about to drink, then slowly put down the glass, showing a vigilant look.
There are only a few people in the audience who are still relaxed, but they are also a little quieter.
"I asked!" When he mentioned this, Harry felt annoyed again. "I asked Ron and Hermione, but they said we were not approved to join the Order of the Phoenix, so"
"They are right," said Mrs. Weasley, "you are still too young."
She sat upright on the chair, her two fists held tightly in her arms, her sleepiness disappeared without a trace.
"Since when do we have to join the Order of the Phoenix before asking questions?" Sirius gently tapped the desk and said, "Harry has been sleepy in that Muggle house for a whole month, and he has the right to know what happened. What"
"Wait a minute!" George interrupted him loudly.
"Why is Harry's question answered?" Fred asked angrily.
"For a month, we have been trying to ask you something, but you won't tell us anything!" George said.
"You are too young, you didn't join the Order of the Phoenix," Fred said, and the shrill and thin voice was his mother, and it sounded incredible. "And Harry is not even an adult. !"
"No one tells you what the Order of the Phoenix is doing, you can't blame me," Sirius said quietly, "It was your parents' decision. But Harry is different"
"You don't need to decide what is good for Harry!" Mrs. Weasley sternly said, the expression on her normally kind face is scary at this moment.
The heads of Ron, Hermione, Fred, and George are turning around between Sirius and Mrs. Weasley~IndoMTL.com~ It is as if watching a back and forth rally on a tennis court.
Ginny knelt in a pile of discarded Butterbeer corks and asked, watching them talk blankly, her mouth slightly open.
Lupin stared at Sirius without blinking.
"Who will smash it online first?" Maca thought without regard to himself, and picked up another custard by the way and ate it.
He can decide many things in his daily tasks, but now he doesn't want to care about it, and he really can't care about this, which is one of the things that should be faced by Harry himself.
"I only plan to tell Harry what he needs to know, Molly," Sirius said. "He should be the most powerful person in the world to know about Voldemort, isn't he?"
"He is not yet a member of the Order of the Phoenix!" Mrs. Weasley said, "He is only fifteen years old, and"
"McLean, what do you think?" Sirius suddenly raised his head again and asked Maca who was sitting on the other end, "I remember, you seem to have never expressed your opinion on this matter!" )Download the free reader!!