Daily Life at Hogwarts Chapter 1163: 1 hair

In mid-September, the rainy season in the United Kingdom seems to have advanced slightly. The streets of London, which were filled with cold fog, began to rain sparsely. Pedestrians with umbrellas were in a hurry, and not staying on the road seemed to be a kind of tacit agreement.

Since the thick fog appeared all over the UK in July, everyone clearly felt that something was wrong, especially after two months of frequent strange things, the dark cloud that shrouded everyone's hearts has never dissipated.

Among the passing pedestrians, a middle-aged man with an umbrella and a briefcase stopped, tucked the briefcase in his left hand under his right shoulder, and stretched out a hand from his suit pocket. After carefully reading the name on the note, he raised his head and looked around, as if he was looking for something. Soon, his eyes lit up, and after putting the note back into his pocket, he quickly walked forward with the briefcase, and soon turned into a coffee shop two shops away.

With the help of putting away the umbrella and putting it on the umbrella stand, Bill, disguised as a middle-aged man, looked around the store and found a blond man in the corner. He smiled and nodded at the waitress, indicating that he had an appointment Then he went to the table in the corner.

"I hope I didn't make you wait too long."

Bill greets a strange man who is reading a newspaper in front of him.

Actually, this is the password between the two sides. No matter who is late, they will say this sentence.

"No, I just arrived."

The man put down the newspaper and gestured to Bill with a smile: "Let's start then!"

Bill breathed a sigh of relief when the password matched.

Sit down in front of Albert, disguised as a middle-aged blond man.

"You should take a look at this material first!"

Albert took a document from his briefcase and handed it to the man across from him.

Bill deeply admired Albert's ability to disguise, even if the Death Eaters were staring here, 80% of them wouldn't recognize their identities.

Whoever sees this scene will think that they are just two ordinary salesmen who are talking about the company's cooperation business.

Bill found out that the document was indeed a company document, and he soon saw the handwriting printed on it with very light ink at Albert's direction.

Every page has it, the content is very simple:

Albert wanted Bill to help him deliver a few letters to the therapists at St Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, in the process when he needed Bill and Fleur to go to the hospital disguised as a pregnant couple , by the way, send the letter there.

"This..."

Bill put down the document in his hand and looked up at Albert, but seemed to realize something, and quickly suppressed the confusion on his face.

Honestly, Bill really doesn't understand what Albert is trying to do?

"Actually, if you really need to, I can just..."

"What would you like to drink?" Albert interrupted politely.

"Just like you."

Bill smiled when he noticed the waitress next to him.

"Please bring this gentleman a cappuccino," Albert said to the waitress.

After the waitress left, Bill lowered his voice and asked, "Can't you just send it over there?"

"It's easy to be suspicious, and I don't want to get them into trouble. You know I'm not in a good position. Oh yes, that's Mrs. McDougall's letter to an old friend."

"Okay, no problem, I'll do it for you this weekend." Bill hesitated for a moment before agreeing to do Albert a favor. Although he felt that Albert's actions were completely superfluous and just let the owl deliver the letter, there must be a special reason for Albert's arrangement.

Perhaps it's more subtle and less visible?

Bill didn't refuse. This matter is not difficult for him. Anyway, it only needs to go there, that is... I believe that Furong should be willing to cooperate.

"By the way, I'm getting married next summer, remember to come to the wedding then." Bill said of another thing.

"I will. However, I think you may have misunderstood,"

Albert took a sip of his coffee and explained to Bill with a smile.

"I just need a few strands of your hair and borrow your identities. Then at some point, I hope you don't show up outside to avoid arousing suspicion. It'll probably only take two hours."

Bilton was stunned when he heard Albert's words.

He never thought that things would turn out like this, he thought...

"Oh, okay! Of course there's no problem." Bill nodded stiffly in agreement. He was a little dizzy by Albert's rude manipulation.

I thought the other party had something to ask me, but I just wanted to borrow their identity.

Albert naturally won't let Bill deliver the letter. He will take Mrs. McDoug directly to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries to find a therapist, and use Mrs. McDoug's relationship with Garen to get things done. Avoid any nonsense during this period.

As for pretending to be Bill and Fleur, of course, it is to avoid suspicion, not to mention that the two are already engaged, and it is not a strange thing to accidentally do something before getting married. Last time, the mysterious man gained power People run away from time to time.

Bill was bewildered by Albert and told Fleur about it when he returned.

"Could it be that Albert's wife was pregnant, so he planned to secretly contact the therapists at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries." Fleur expressed her guess, "Albert is being attacked by the group. The dark wizard is offering a bounty, if he appears directly in a crowded place like St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, it is easy to be targeted."

"It makes sense, maybe it's true," Bill realized, kissing his fiancée's forehead and saying, "You're so smart, I was still depressed about why I pretended to be pregnant."

"However, that guy is really cautious." Fleur said softly.

Bill will get the hair from Fleur, put it in a glass jar with his own, and plan to give it to Fred and George when he goes to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters this evening. Stay at home and tutor Furong in English.

"By the way, Bill, I have something to discuss with you." Fleur said suddenly.

"What's the matter."

"I plan to join the Order of the Phoenix?" Fleur said earnestly.

"You're going to join the Order of the Phoenix, but... wouldn't that be too dangerous."

Bill hesitated, he didn't want to drag Fleur into this endless war, it was too cruel for Fleur, and although the Order of the Phoenix needed more allies, he really didn't want to...

"If we get married, I don't think I'll be in much better position than joining the Order of the Phoenix." Fleur looked at the hesitant Bill and reminded pretending to be annoyed, "Don't forget, I also participated in The Triwizard Tournament is not as fragile as you think."

"Okay, you convinced me, let me ask you about Dumbledore."

Bill kissed Fleur on the forehead again and took the pretty girl into his arms. He knew that this matter had nothing to do with Furong, but because she resolutely joined in, he felt a lot of guilt, especially since he could see that neither his sister nor his mother liked Furong very much. , and the other party did not complain about it.

At this moment, there is a knock on the door, and Mrs. Weasley appears outside.

"I hope I didn't disturb you."

After the door opened, Mrs. Weasley said to her eldest son, "Lupin just told me that the evening meeting was brought forward, as if it was because of some action. I heard that it was a crazy idea from Fred and George."

"By the way, Mom, Fleur also plans to join the Order of the Phoenix." Bill said suddenly.

"Ah, this..."

Mrs. Weasley stopped, turned her head to look at Fleur in surprise, frowned slightly and said, "Joining the Order of the Phoenix is ​​very dangerous, and you have to get Dumbledore's approval first."

"I will." Bill nodded.

After a brief dinner with Fleur at home, Bill hurried to 12 Grimmauld Place, where Sirius just finished dinner. Mrs Weasley was helping with the dishes. When Bill walked into the hall, Kingsley is handing out documents: "Scrimgeour has agreed to that plan, and intends to use this opportunity to ambush the Death Eaters. I think he is more eager than anyone to reduce the power of You-Know-Who."

"That's good news, isn't it?" muttered Fred. "Better than Fudge, and working with the Ministry of Magic can greatly reduce the threat of Death Eaters, even though the ministries don't necessarily Sure, Scrimgeour seems to be aware of the problem."

All thanks to Albert, of course.

Until now, many members of the Order of the Phoenix have wondered how Albert managed to convince Scrimgeour, which was a very difficult task.

Who made Scrimgeour's relationship with Dumbledore average?

"The success rate of this plan is very high. Even if it fails, it's just a matter of spending some time to act." Sirius agreed with this plan very much. Bad luck.

"Did he say anything?"

Moody put down the parchment and looked at Fred and George, believing that it was definitely not Fred and George's idea, it was probably Albert's idea.

Well, it really conforms to that guy's style of behavior. You don't need to do it yourself to get revenge. Others are very enthusiastic to help him do it for him. In the whole process, he only needs to pay a hair for it.

"No, Albert has been busy all the time, and seems to be planning to compile another Defence Against the Dark Arts book recently," Fred seemed to think of something, and added: "We are also very busy, the next Defence Against the Dark Arts book I will not attend the training.”

"By the way, we have a good thing here that should come in handy."

George followed Fred's words, he smiled and pulled out a few very ordinary bags from his pocket, and then pulled a metal rod from the bag in front of everyone's eyes

"Unmarked Stretching Spell?" Kingsley couldn't help but smile when he saw this scene: "You guys really like to abuse this spell."

This wasn't the first time, he could always see traces of the Invisible Stretch Spell on Fred and George, and there were signs that they were abusing it.

"What's this?" Sirius was more interested in what George was holding.

"Communication pen, probably," George said uncertainly. "This thing is one of Albert's latest researches, and it's used like magic coins, but better than magic coins, and can be used in time. Deliver a message"

Fred unfolded the metal rod, which was covered with long strips of metal, about five inches long.

"This is an integrated version of the communication bookmark." George introduced to the crowd: "You can use magic to change the text on the metal bar to achieve the effect of mutual communication. Although it is not as convenient as a double-sided mirror, this thing is easier to carry. , and can message many people at the same time."

"The downside is that once someone gets it, it's easy to expose. Of course, as long as you take good care of it, people usually won't notice this little pouch that's been cast with a Traceless Stretch Charm, like this." George gestured Fred shows others the magic of this little pouch that has been enchanted with the Unmarked Stretch Charm.

Just use the sticky charm to pinch it on the clothes, put it in after using the communication pen, and it can be easily picked up with **** when holding it.

When Albert took out this thing, they were all amazed. They didn't expect that newsletter bookmarks could be used like this. Although they had seen Albert turn the newsletter bookmark into a book before, it was cumbersome to use.

Now this thing is undoubtedly a simplified version, it is cheaper to build, and it is easy to pass messages to each other.

"If you want to add another communication bar, just take it apart and add a matching communication bar to it." George suggested that everyone can pick it up and try it.

"It's really convenient!" Sirius guessed how this thing was made, but there are actually very few wizards who can master the transformation spell like Albert.

The difficulty of changing numbers for ordinary coins is much easier than it is today.

Several communication pens were quickly divided up by Sirius and his gang, and it just so happened that this operation could come in handy.

"If you think there is any problem, please let us know."

"You're going to sell this thing?" Kingsley asked with a frown ~IndoMTL.com~ When this war is over, a low-end version should be available. "George didn't hide it, he believed it would be very popular.

At least couples will love it, he remembers Albert using it to chat with girlfriends a lot.

"It always feels like a lot has changed now." Moody fiddled with the newsletter bookmark in his hand, and said softly: "There were not so many auxiliary props before, and it was not so convenient."

Even if you use a double-sided mirror, you can't always find someone at the first time, and this thing will heat up when it receives a message, as long as you wear it, you will notice it, and you can keep the message, and you will definitely receive it. .

If they had these things in the last wizarding war, maybe things would have been a lot better.

Albert brought them a lot of thinking changes, but the Death Eaters didn't know anything about it. This is also the fact that after Voldemort's recovery, the Death Eaters have been eating deflated.

"Okay, it's almost time, Snotling should be here!" Sirius looked at the clock and reminded.

The meaning is obvious, which is to hide this from Snape.

Everyone's distrust of this Mr. Spy has been deflected by Sirius, who, in his words, didn't need to let Snape know.

Everyone hurriedly put away the parchment on the table, then brought glasses and poured butterbeer for everyone, and chatted about some light-hearted trivia.

Bill also talked about his fiancee Fleur's plan to join the Order of the Phoenix, which was not opposed by anyone else.

It's just that Mrs. Weasley looked a little distressed.

Last Wizarding War, both of her older brothers joined the Order of the Phoenix and died as a result. Now, however, almost the entire family has joined the Order of the Phoenix.

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