Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

However, the garden lacked the usual jumping goblins and vigorous and wild plants, which seemed a bit strange and deserted, which made people feel very unnatural.

In addition to these visible changes, the magical atmosphere around the Burrow has also become very strong, especially for Ivan.

In the past year, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic cast an astonishing number of security spells on the Burrow. These magics made the security level here comparable to that of Hogwarts to a certain extent. The improvement of the security level is the most direct manifestation. That is, no one can come here directly by magic anymore.

So, Mr. Weasley went to the top of a nearby hill to meet the Delacours, who had arrived there via the Portkey.

When the guests arrived, the first thing people heard was an unnaturally high-pitched laugh, which turned out to be coming from Mr. Weasley.A moment later he appeared at the door, carrying a heavy luggage, leading a beautiful blond woman in a leaf-green robe, she was undoubtedly Fleur's mother, she looked so beautiful, charming, even more beautiful than Fleur Beautiful, and more mature, with a special charm, there is a feeling that people can't take their eyes off it.

But Madame Delacour is not a Veela, nor is she of Veela blood, Fleur and Gabrielle's grandmother is.

In other words, Mr. Delacour only has Veela blood.

Next to Mr. Weasley, Madame Delacour was nowhere near as charming as his wife.

He was a head shorter than his wife, stocky, with a small, pointed black beard.However, he seemed to have a good temper.He stepped on his high-heeled boots and walked quickly to Mrs. Weasley, and kissed her on both cheeks twice, and Mrs. Weasley was flattered.

"It's such a trouble to you, taking care of Fleur and Gabriel!" he said in a low voice, "Fleur told us that you have been working so hard."

"Oh, that's nothing, nothing!" said Mrs. Weasley in a trembling voice. "It's no trouble at all!"

Ron kicked at a goblin poking his head behind a newly planted wing-winging bush to get rid of his hatred.

Hermione whispered in Ivan's ear that Mr. Delacour looked very gentlemanly and personable.

Ai Wen looked at it carefully, and can only say that the magical blood of Veela is still working, but the male is working on the female.

"My dear madam!" said Mr. Delacour, smiling and still holding Mrs. Weasley's with his plump hands, "we are very honored at the impending marriage of our two families! Allow me Introduce my wife, Apolline."

Mrs. Delacour stepped up lightly and leaned over to kiss Mrs. Weasley.

"It's charming!" she said in French. "What a story your husband told us!"

Mr. Weasley laughed nervously, Mrs. Weasley glanced at him, and he immediately fell silent, with an expression on his face as if he was sitting on the edge of his friend's hospital bed.

After some greetings, Mrs. Weasley said cheerfully, "Well, come in!"

She let the Delacours into the room, saying "No, please!" "You first!" and "Nothing!"

Gabriel and her mother were chatting quickly in French, chattering, and Ivan understood a little, and she seemed to be saying that the Burrow is very good here.

Then, she may have mentioned Ivan, because Mrs. Delacour quickly set her eyes on Ivan and smiled at him.

After lunch that day, she came over to thank Ivan and Hermione for taking care of Gabriel during the holiday.

In addition, she also specially brought gifts from France to everyone, including snacks with French characteristics.

In short, everyone has a good impression of the Delacours.

It was also quickly discovered that the Delacours were pleasant guests and helpful to others.

They were happy with everything and actively helped with the wedding planning.

From the seating arrangements to the bridesmaids' shoes, Mr. Delacour said, "It's so cute!"

He wasn't critical at all, and he didn't raise any objections, which pleased Mrs. Weasley beyond imagination.

Madame Delacour is really good at housework spells, cleaning the oven in the blink of an eye, which greatly relieves everyone's work pressure.

The only downside is that the structure of the Burrow can't hold so many people, especially after the return of best man Charlie.

The Weasleys overcame the objections of the Delacours by loudly insisting that their guests sleep in their bedroom while they themselves slept in the drawing room.

Charlie and Bill shared a room, Gabriel moved over to sleep with her sister in Percy's previous room, Hermione, Ginny and Elaine were together, and Alvin, Harry and Ron were crowded on the roof, taking up a lot of space. It was so full that even Dobby the house-elf went up to share the attic space with the ghouls.

If Sirius or Lupine came, they would not be able to spend the night here and would have to leave.

Now, no matter what time, no matter where, the house is full of people everywhere.

In this way, Aiwen and the others could not get together to discuss plans.

Since the incident last time, Mrs. Weasley has been paying special attention recently.

In desperation, they ran to feed the chickens to avoid Mrs. Weasley and the overcrowded house.

"She still won't leave us alone!" growled Ron, his temper increasingly unstable as the wedding approached, and he believed it was mainly due to the pressure Mrs Weasley put on him. The second time they wanted to meet in the yard, Mrs. Weasley showed up with a large basket of laundry, foiling their plans.

"Oh, good, you've fed the chickens!" she came up and said loudly, "We'd better lock the chickens up again, someone's coming tomorrow...to set up a tent for the wedding."

She stopped and leaned against the chicken coop, looking exhausted, explaining.

"The magic tent at Miramont...it's wonderful, and Bill came with them...by the way, Harry, you'd better stay inside and out of sight while they're here. With so many safety spells, a wedding can get really complicated."

"I'm sorry." Harry said apologetically.

"Oh, don't be silly, dear!" said Mrs. Weasley at once. "That's not what I meant, alas, your safety is of the utmost importance! By the way, I've been meaning to ask how you wish to celebrate your Birthday, Harry, 17, it's a big day after all..."

"I don't want to overwhelm the crowd!" Harry said hastily, assuming that this would add to the pressure on them. "A normal meal will do, the day before the wedding."

"Oh, well, dear, if you really think so. A few of us will be there, Sirius should be too, he sure doesn't want to miss your coming-of-age birthday, and I'm planning Remus and Tonks, okay Right? By the way, and Hagrid, dear, is there anyone else you want to invite?"

"No, that's a great arrangement of yours!" said Harry, "but don't be too much trouble."

Chapter 1574 Birthday Present

"No, no, no trouble at all..." Mrs. Weasley said softly.

She looked at several people with probing eyes for a long time, then smiled a little sadly, straightened up and walked away.

No one spoke, Ivan, Harry, Ron, Hermione, and Elaine silently watched her waving her wand by the clothesline, and those wet clothes were automatically bought and hung in the air.At this moment, Mrs. Weasley's back looks so sad, it makes people feel sad...

Perhaps affected by this inexplicably sad atmosphere, even Ron, who was very dissatisfied with his mother recently, didn't say anything this time.

In a heavy atmosphere, Harry's 17th birthday came.

In the early morning of that day, Ivan was awakened early, and Harry and Ron on the bed next to him had been talking in their dreams.

Ron yelled "no" from time to time, and laughed nastyly from time to time, as if he was having a strange dream.

Harry was even more worrisome because he kept saying "Grigorovich".

Grigovich, the wand maker, is as famous as Ollivander, one of the three major wand-making families in Europe.

Harry wasn't dreaming at all, he was connected to Voldemort's soul again, and Voldemort was looking for the secret of the Elder Wand.

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

He himself didn't seem to notice this, which showed that Voldemort was gradually losing what little sanity and control he had left of his soul.

Aiwen was not sure whether the instability of Voldemort's soul was due to that evil magic or other reasons. He had a bad feeling that he seemed to be missing something, but he couldn't explain or understand. He lay on the camp bed and listened to the two After talking in sleep for a long time, his thoughts became more and more confused, and finally he sighed and opened his eyes.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and it was still dark in the house.

On the cabinet, Hedwig and the piglet buried their heads under the little wings and slept soundly, making cooing sounds.

Aiwen went to wake the two up, but the two didn't seem to figure out what was going on.

"I seem to be dreaming again!" Harry said, rubbing his scar, trying to recall what he had just seen in his dream, but he could only think of a stretch of mountains and the outline of a small village in a deep valley, "Voldemort Looking for a man, his name is Grigovich, who is Grigovich?"

"A well-known German wand maker." Ivan said.

"What did he ask him for?"

"Voldemort wants to find out the secret of the wand. The three major European wand makers, each of which is a pure-blood wizard family with a long history, each has many secrets. For thousands of years, these secrets have been passed down from generation to generation and have never been revealed by outsiders. As we all know, Voldemort probably wants to know the most precious part of these secrets, after all, his wand always has problems when it encounters you again." Ivan said, "Or, he wants to take the opportunity to gain stronger power, but these are actually not unimportant."

"Why is it not important?"

"Because his strength is already very strong, adding another powerful wand will not change anything, no amount of strength can cover up the fact that his soul is broken, and he may not be successful, Voldemort simply does not understand Wand, neither Ollivander nor Gregovich will tell him all the secrets, so we don’t have to worry.” Ivan said, “It’s you, Harry, you can’t continue to spy on his thoughts in your dreams Yes, this behavior is dangerous."

"I know, please, Ivan, don't tell Hermione!" Harry said weakly.

Ivan nodded noncommittally, turned his head and asked, "What about you, Ron, you've been talking in your sleep, what did you dream about?"

"Ah, I..." Ron paused for a while, as if trying to remember, and then said in a low voice, "I seem to dream that I joined the Quidditch team, the Chudley Cannons, and I played in the Quidditch World Cup final. He held all the balls and broke the record, that's about it."

"Then you're laughing so weirdly, and you keep yelling no, I thought you were having some kind of nightmare."

"Really? Probably didn't want the Quaffle to come in. Well, it doesn't matter, does it? It's just a boring dream." Ron shook his head and said, "Today is Harry's 17th birthday." , happy birthday to you, Harry."

"Happy 17th birthday, Harry!" Ivan followed up.

"Thanks!" said Harry, laughing. "How did I forget! I'm seventeen!"

He grabbed the wand next to the camp bed, pointed to the messy desk where he put the glasses, and said, "Glasses are flying!" It brought him great satisfaction.But it didn't last long: the glasses flew over and poked him in the eye.

"Ha ha!"

"That's not bad!"

For the next few minutes, Ivan and Ron were changing clothes, and Harry, still reveling in the joy of Twilight's disappearance, let his, Ivan's and Ron's things fly around the room, leaving Hedwig and Piggy Hedwig looked at him reproachfully, while the piglet flapped its wings excitedly in the cage.

In addition, Harry tried to magically tie the laces of his sneakers, and it took several minutes with his hands to untie the knot.

Then, just for fun, he changed Ron's orange robes from those Chudley Cannon posters to bright blue.

"You can stop, Harry, or I'm going to zip your trousers with my bare hands." Ron warned Harry, and Harry stopped quickly, and Ron giggled, "This is for you Just unwrap the present here, but don’t show it to my mother.”

"A book?" said Harry, taking the rectangular package. "It's a bit of a departure from tradition, isn't it?"

"This is no ordinary book," said Ron triumphantly. "It's solid gold: Twelve Ways to Win a Witch's way, explaining everything you need to know about girls. If I last year With this book, I will know how to get rid of Lavender, and I will also know how to approach the girl I like. Anyway, I have figured out a lot of knowledge from it. Read it, you will be surprised, and it is not You need to use a wand. By the way, Aiwen, you can also take a look."

"Sounds good, I hope it will be useful to Hermione, this is my gift, Harry." Ivan said, throwing the gift over.

"What is it?"

"A magic talisman, I made it myself, can resist the evil spirits or Voldemort's mental attack to a certain extent, I think it will be very important in the following battles." Ivan said, "Take it with you, Harry , it will buy you a few seconds, so you have time to cast the Patronus Charm or other magic."

"It's really good." Harry opened the package and looked at the stag-shaped talisman with delight.

Chapter 1575 Ginny's Gift

A few minutes later, the three of them came to the kitchen, and there was already a pile of presents waiting for Harry on the table.

Bill and Mr. Delacour were almost finishing their breakfast, and Mrs. Weasley was standing over the frying pan talking to them.

"Good morning, you three, sit down quickly, here is your bacon and fried eggs. By the way, Harry, Arthur asked me to help him say happy 17th birthday to you." Mrs. Weasley smiled Look at him and say, "He has to go to work early, but will be back for dinner, and our gift is on top."

"Thank you so much!"

"Well, Sirius' gift hasn't arrived yet. He said he wanted to give it to you in person, and he will come over in the afternoon."

Needless to say, Sirius' gift to Harry must be the most expensive.

Ivan sat down and watched Harry unpacking the square package designated by Mrs. Weasley.

Inside is a watch, the texture is gold, there are no hands on the dial, only a few stars are running.

"It's a tradition to give a wizard a watch when he comes of age," said Mrs. Weasley, watching him uneasily from the stove. "It's probably not as new as the one I gave Ron before, actually It used to belong to my brother Fabian, and he handled things very carelessly, and the back of the watch is a little uneven, but..."

Before she finished speaking, Harry stood up and hugged her tightly.

Harry probably wanted to pour a lot of unspoken meaning into this hug, and Mrs. Weasley understood.When Harry let go of her, she patted Harry's cheek awkwardly, then waved her wand a little haphazardly, causing half the bacon to jump out of the frying pan and onto the floor.

"Okay, when Ivan becomes an adult next year, I can give him another watch, which belongs to my other brother Jitian."

"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley!" Ivan said quickly.

Gideon Prewett and Fabian Prewett, both older brothers of Mrs Weasley and early members of the Order of the Phoenix, were killed during the First War with Voldemort.

According to ancient tradition, male wizards receive a watch when they come of age.

Compared with the brand new watches, the two old watches that Mrs. Weasley gave Harry and was going to give to Ivan are of great significance.

She didn't leave them to her son, but to Ivan and Harry, which can prove her love for the two of them.

"Happy birthday, Harry!" said Hermione at this moment, hurrying into the kitchen and placing one of her presents on top of the pile. "Not much, I hope you like it. Ginny, Elaine Gabriel and I will be down in a while, and Ginny probably wants to give you a special gift in person. By the way, what did Ivan prepare for you?"

"A talisman I made myself."

"That's not bad. I wanted to make something with my own hands, but it didn't work out, so I bought this. I hope you like it, Harry."

Harry unwrapped the presents, and Hermione bought him a new looking glass.

This one is much more advanced than the one Ron sent before, and its accuracy is also higher. Once someone with malicious intentions approaches him, he will not call the police.

Hermione believed that this could help Harry distinguish who is good and who is bad.

But the human heart is the most difficult thing to guess, and it is a bit overwhelming to rely on magic to judge.

A few other packages included a magic razor from Bill and Fleur. "Yes, it will give you the smoothest and most comfortable shave you've ever had," M. Delacour assured him, "but you have to put Your thoughts tell it clearly, or you may find that your hair is a little too thin... ".

Plus, there were chocolates from the Delacours, a big box of the latest Weasleys' Wizard Wheezes from Fred and George, and a lovely birthday card for Harry from Elaine and Gabriel, but Ginny hadn't come out, and she didn't know what special gift was being prepared in the house.

A few people did not linger at the table, because Madame Delacour and Fleur came, and the kitchen seemed crowded.