I swung a sword at Hogwarts

"Merry Christmas, Percy," Ginny said hastily as she stood up and ran up to her room.

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Chapter 459 Stardust Flying Out of the Window

After a while, screams were heard from upstairs.

Ginny came running down quickly, carrying a tightly wrapped broom-shaped object.

Ron asked incredulously, "You bought her a broomstick?"

"Percy, can I open it?" Ginny asked eagerly.

Percy naturally didn't mind.

Don't underestimate how fast a woman is at opening a package. In just a few seconds, the layer of paper wrapped around the broom is torn into pieces and flies all over the place.

Inside was a brand new Nimbus 2000, and you could still smell the maintenance oil on it.

Ron's eyes widened.

Is Percy so rich?

Although it is not the latest Nimbus 2001, it is still not cheap.

Ginny was very happy because now she didn't have to be afraid of Slytherin's trident tactics.

Harry was happy for her too.

Percy came back, invited by Arthur.

Arthur knocked on his office door and invited his son to come back for the holidays.

George and Fred made faces at Percy.

Charlie went up to hug his brother and Percy sat down next to Fleur.

Sirius and Lupin sat down, their eyes running over the star emblems they were wearing.

There seemed to be an awkward atmosphere.

Mrs. Weasley took off Mr. Weasley's coat.

Mr. Weasley said, "The department remains busy today, George, Fred."

He called on the twins by name and said, "Don't forget to check your curse-proof hats."

After Percy sat down, Mrs. Weasley picked up a portion of noodles for him.

"Try this, your mother makes it very well." Fleur pushed the gravy in front of Percy.

Ron, who was about to take a spoonful, felt resentful.

"I thought you were going back to France," Percy said unexpectedly.

Fleur glanced at Bill, and Percy understood.

Two people from the Ministry of Magic came to the table, so inevitably, the topic would turn to the Ministry of Magic.

Percy's position is the most important one in foreign relations, and he knows a lot about foreign affairs.

Mr. Weasley finished the last of his gravy, scraping the sauce off his plate with his bread and putting it into his mouth.

"The werewolf community has been rebuilt and expanded," said Mr. Weasley. "Their buildings are almost all left over from the last century."

"Silverhand Fashion Architecture will build an extension for it," Percy said, glancing at Mr. Weasley, "and the Ministry of Magic will hardly have to pay a penny."

"Yes, the Silver Hand style of architecture," said Mr. Weasley unhappily. "The Silver Hand has infiltrated almost the entire wizarding world."

"That's not infiltration!" Percy interrupted Mr. Weasley, "At least what they are doing is truly beneficial to the wizarding community."

The sound of knives and forks scraping across plates is much quieter.

Charlie looked at his brother, then at his father.

Mrs. Weasley tugged at her husband's clothes pleadingly, and Mr. Weasley took a deep breath.

The father and son almost got into a quarrel when they sat down to eat.

The two people did not continue talking.

Furong could also see that the relationship between father and son was tense and that they held different positions.

Of course she was on Percy's side, which made things difficult for Bill.

After dinner, they sat on the sofa.

The children opened their presents.

Ron confirmed again and again that he had indeed not received any gifts from his dear brothers.

He said to Harry unhappily, "I can't believe that none of them gave me a present and Ginny received a Nimbus 2000."

George and Fred also sent Mrs. Weasley a wonderful hat.

This put Mrs. Weasley in a dilemma as to whose hat to wear.

Charlie received a bag of Galleons sent by an owl. When he opened it, he found that there were five hundred Galleons inside.

He was surprised who gave it to him.

When I looked at it, it said donations to the dragon trainer who was injured in the escape of a fire dragon in Romania.

This made Ron very envious, and he felt that he could consider becoming a dragon tamer.

But unfortunately, he did not choose Care of Magical Animals.

Ron's presents still included the sweater made by Mrs. Weasley, and even Harry got one.

But Fleur didn't receive it, as if that would be a waste of Mrs. Weasley's time.

Sirius complained to Lupin about how annoying Kreacher, the house-elf, was.

"Percy, can we talk?" Lupin found Percy after saying a few perfunctory words to Sirius.

Percy glanced at Mr. Weasley, nodded and said, "Okay."

They walked out the door and into the garden outside the Burrow.

The gardens had trees that twisted around the walls, overgrown weeds and grass, a large pond, and a large population of goblins.

A goblin ran by Percy's feet and he kicked him.

"Don't blame your father, Percy," said Lupin. "He was only trying to protect his family."

"John would never hurt us, and you should know that." Percy glanced at Lupin and said with a straight face, "As a werewolf, you know John's talents better."

Lupin laughed bitterly, "Yeah, I just realized that as a werewolf, I shouldn't be like this."

He looked up at Percy, a former student of his. He knew how good Percy was.

"The more I understand, the more I understand why you are willing to follow him," Lupin sighed, "He is very charming, I can't deny it."

"So I want to know, what is his real ambition?"

Lupin couldn't help asking.

The people from the Star Society are the ones who know John best.

This is important to him.

"Ambition?" Percy thought for a moment and said calmly, "Is it important?"

Hearing this answer, Lupin was slightly stunned.

Percy continued, "He is a good friend, a good classmate, and someone worth following. Isn't that enough?"

Lupin was silent, obviously this was not the answer he wanted.

Percy looked back at the Burrow that looked like an illegal building and said calmly, "Dumbledore and John, there is no difference between them. The only difference is that John only wants to be good to his own people."

Compared to Dumbledore, John is more like a human being. He is selfish and will give priority to his own people when giving benefits.

Unlike Dumbledore, he is selfless.

That's why he feels like a god.

Percy said as he prepared to leave, he just came back to spend Christmas instead of being interrogated.

Lupin couldn't keep her, and Fleur was ready to leave.

Bill asked in confusion, "Where are you going?"

Furong rolled her eyes at him, "Your mother doesn't welcome me, so of course I have to celebrate the festival somewhere else."

She said it bluntly, and it should be said that her pride prevented her from being servile.

Bill was about to explain when he saw Fleur also leaving the Burrow.

The two members of the Star Club left.

Ginny ran down, never letting go of the Nimbus 2000.

Harry and Ron went downstairs, Harry carrying some old clothes.

He lived in a shabby place for a period of time, and these old clothes were left over from that time.

When he stepped over a staircase, he lost his balance and nearly fell down.

The clothes fell off and a bottle filled with black powder rolled out of the pocket.

The bottle rolled to Ginny's feet, and she picked it up and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Harry picked up the clothes and was also stunned when he saw that thing.

Lupin walked back, saw the bottle, and said, "It appears to be some magical substance."

Ron muttered, "I don't remember having anything like this in school."

As they discussed, Harry laid out his clothes on the sofa, ready to take them to Black House in the evening.

He came over and took the bottle, saying, "This is called Stardust, a magic item that can be used to detect if anyone is snooping."

"Oh." Ron lost interest when he heard the purpose of this thing.

The sky gradually darkened and time passed quickly.

It's dinner time and people who went out come back.

Fleur didn't come over this time, which made Mrs. Weasley feel visibly better.

She was humming "A Pot of Hot Love" as she stirred the thick soup in the pot.

Ginny was curious about the contents of the bottle and asked, "How do I use it?"

Harry picked up the bottle, his mind flashing back to how he had used it when John had given it to him.

Opening the bottle, he poured out a fingernail-sized amount of stardust.

Spread out to the surroundings.

I thought the stardust would fall to the ground, but I saw it floating out of the window.

The flying stardust is as conspicuous as the stars in the night sky.

Ron came over and asked in confusion, "Where is it going?"

Harry was also confused and said, "I don't know."

He suspected that this thing had been stored for too long and had become ineffective.

The three of them stood by the window and looked in the direction of the drifting trajectory.

As they watched, the dust drifted into the garden outside the Burrow and settled behind the tall weeds.

Harry saw this scene and stared at the weeds.

Suddenly, the weeds moved.

Harry saw it; it was a wand pushing aside the weeds.

"Someone's there," Harry began.

Then the wand shot a spell towards the Burrow.