They packed up, locked the door, and came to the Burrow through the fireplace. As soon as they came out, they were pulled away by Sirius and Weasley twins. "Come and help, we are out of service, we have to arrange spells around the venue. If we can't finish it, there will be no food to eat."

"Defense Curse?" Harry asked in confusion, is this necessary?

"Muggle Exit Curse," Fred said with a smile: "We are going to make some big noise tonight, to prevent anyone in the village from coming over to be curious..."

They came to the orchard, Charlie, Bill and Lupin were building a tent, and Furong leaned against Bill, "Dear, how about you say we did this at the wedding? But we have to add a small fountain and an ice crystal statue..."

Ginny had a long face, and when she saw Harry and the others coming, she breathed a sigh of relief, ran over and pretended to follow the spell.

Everyone separated, Fred and George seemed to have found a goblin hole. They squatted on the ground and greeted with their throats: "Is anyone at home? I lost some fruit..."

Harry and Sirius got together, and Harry whispered, "What did you talk to Remus?"

"My worries." Sirius waved his wand lazily.

"Let me tell me," said Harry.

"Ah, you know Kliche?"

Harry nodded.

"Thanks to our genius brain of Mr. Hepp, we found the exact location of Bellatrix through Clicher, but this matter is not over yet. With the death of my cousin, Clicher lost his master again..."

"Uh, so he's free?" Harry guessed.

"You're going straight to the essence, but the process is not that easy," Sirius said. "According to the tradition of the Black family, Clicher automatically belongs to the next member with inheritance, namely Narcissa Black."

Harry widened his eyes and couldn't help but shout, "How can that be? See how they treat Dobby!"

"Yes, so Felix came to the door, and the family gave up the inheritance right reasonably, so... well, Cliche fell on Narcissa's sister, Tonks' mother."

"Felix didn't expect it, but fortunately they were all acquaintances. Remus came to explain the situation-"

"What's wrong? They refuse to let anyone go?"

"No, the family is very friendly and they leave Remus for dinner." Sirius said bitterly: "But Tonks was there that day. They discovered the strange attitude of their daughter. After asking, their daughter's emotional problems could not be hidden. They had a quarrel with each other." His thumb and index finger were almost close to each other, leaving only a gap.

Harry took a light breath, avoiding Ginny's gaze looking at this side, and gestured.

"Werewolf?"

"Yes," Sirius whispered: "Actually, judging from Tonks' state, she is confident of convincing her parents. The problem is Remus. He is under a lot of pressure. You may not know that the offspring of werewolf has a chance to be inherited, but Remus...he cannot bear the price."

In the following time, Harry was absent-minded throughout the whole process, aiming at Remus from time to time. He smiled gently, and set up a huge tent with the others, using the transformation technique to transform tables, chairs and benches. Even if Voldemort fell, everyone had their own worries.

Just like Harry himself, he deliberately avoided Ginny and didn't know how to respond to this relationship.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, the dinner officially began.

Hundreds of wizards sat under the huge tent set up with wooden stakes, and people kept moving towards him. Harry finally saw Aunt Muriel in Ron's mouth. She had a hooked nose, red eyes, and a pink feathered hat. She looked like she had a bad temper.

As soon as she came, she asked questions about the decorations on the tables and chairs and the above, "Look at this tablecloth, it hasn't been washed for many years, it's smelly..."

"Actually, it was Fred who made it with a skunk. There was not enough stuff at home." Ron whispered to Harry, who jumped aside quickly and made up his mind not to get any food from that table.

Aunt Muriel noticed them.

"Harry Potter? Yes, I saw the scar, lucky boy, can your scar shine?" Harry frowned, very dissatisfied with this statement. But the old witch turned his attention to Ron, "But he is not as lucky as he is, I will just tell you this. When I found that I actually heard the name of the Weasley son from those old sisters, I knew how much water the rumors were... The black devil could not beat the two little beads?"

She nagged, and when she pretended to mysteriously ask Ron about how much the Merlin medal cost, both of them couldn't help but feel angry. Hermione kept interrupting, but Muriel said that she "had too convex teeth and too messy hair."

"Let me see your ankle bone, little girl." Hermione walked to the side in anger, and the reinforcements finally arrived.

"Aunt Muriel? We're looking for you everywhere!"

Fred and George fell from the sky, almost carrying her away.

"What a touching brotherhood." Ron said with emotion.

They found a seat (avoiding Muriel and the table covered with a skunk tablecloth) and plates of food fell from the sky, beautiful music started, and the dinner began.

People obviously didn't focus on eating, buzzing voices and laughter came from all over the place, Harry turned around, Fred and George were playing tricks on Fleur's French relatives, and the table was filled with young people, so their jokes were very marketable.

"I'll just say that, if Uncle Billys was still there, he would have poured himself a whole bottle of flame whiskey in one go, then ran to the dance floor, lifted up his robe, took out bouquets of flowers, and from his - well, you know -"

Harry also found that Aunt Muriel was placed at the table of the distant relative of the Weasley family. She spoke loudly about the similarities between the "goblins and the Weasley family", but no one was willing to support her, and their faces seemed to be frozen. From his perspective, Marfalda could be seen supporting her chin with one hand, her head was half tilted, and her other hand was hidden under the table, and she threw out a dazzling spark with her wand.

Harry also saw several classmates.

Neville was caught by a fierce old witch on the way to them. He waved his hand to Harry in despair and followed his uncle. Ron shrank his neck and muttered, "The elders in the world are the same. Look, we may see Neville's fire spitting circle in a while!"

Opposite their table, Tonks, Lupin, Hagrid and Sirius sat together. It was obvious that many people were skeptical about getting close to Hagrid, perhaps because his hands could pull their heads off like picking grapes.

"A new professor has come to the school?" Lupin asked.

"Yes, his surname is Basharat." Hager replied, waving a pair of lobster pliers.

Harry asked with concern: "How is he doing now? I mean, is he in good health?"

"I don't know very well-" Haeger frowned, "I feel okay, but I don't come out very much. I've seen him in the auditorium several times-I occasionally see him basking in the sun on the balcony on the second floor."

Harry was a little relieved, and Professor Happ said something a little vaguely, as if he was deliberately watching his fun, even though he didn't know where the fun was.

"Is the new professor looking for it?" Ron asked disappointedly, "I thought I could not recruit anyone, Sirius could go back!" His voice was a little loud. Sirius turned his head and smiled after hearing it, "Teaching you that year has made me tired, I haven't had enough rest."

"Sirius?" Hermione couldn't help asking, "What does Animagus feel like?"

"Yes," Ron's eyes shined, "You have promised that as long as you get excellent, you will tell us how to practice Animagus!"

"Oh, can't wait?" Sirius said slowly, weighing them for a few glances, "You are barely qualified, but don't worry, I will find Felix to go in detail, but I can tell you what to pay attention to..."

In Harry's view, Sirius is more about showing off than teaching experience.

"...From the full moon, you have to stuff a leaf of Mandela grass into your mouth until the next full moon, and you can't spit it out in the middle. Think about it, you may have failed in your sleep, and this is just the first step. But James and I found a way to use a coma spell, plus a petrified spell... but this can only be controlled at night. For a while, James especially likes to tell jokes to people..."

Hermione listened carefully, touching the beaded bag several times, as if she wanted to take notes, but she forced herself to do so.

"It sounds very troublesome." Ron said with a frown, obviously trying to give up.

Harry also felt it was not worth it. After all, Animagus could only become an ordinary animal. He suddenly thought of Professor Heip, who could become a swift, but the professor once denied that he had learned Animagus...

He thought that it would be quite convenient if he could become a bird, but it would be uncontrollable for Animagus to become an animal. Maybe he tried his best to find that he turned into a toad, and Harry would definitely be fucked.

Then he felt depressed, and the mountain of Horcrux was pressing down, and he seemed to have no need to spend time learning new knowledge.

At this time, Sirius leaned over and approached the three of them and lowered his voice, "Believe me, it's definitely worth the money. Once you learn Animagus, the door to Transformation will be completely open to you... Half of the content of the Transformation Improvement Class is related to human deformation. If you know Animagus, you will find yourself in water."

He blinked, sat upright and said, "That's how my N.E.W.Ts certificate comes from, but I didn't spend much energy on it."

...

"There are so many people coming." Hermione looked around and said.

Harry shook his head slightly, and he whispered: "The Order of the Phoenix is ​​going to disband."

"Discontinued?" Hermione was startled. She had just learned the news, and then slowly changed her mind. "It is true... Voldemort has fallen, but where are they?" Hermione looked at the busy people coming and going, Dedalo Digo, Emilyn Vance, Hessja Jones...

"There is always a place to go. As far as I know - Remus returns to the Sword Castle, Tonks and Kingsley go back to the Ministry of Magic. I heard that Ms. Bones invites Neville's parents to be Aurors, but they refuse and prepare to open a small shop... Alasto, who was originally retired, became an Auror instructor, but no longer had his own way of living; in short, each had his own way of living."

"That's right," Lupin agreed: "Voldemort's fall will only make us better."

Halfway through the banquet, Ms. Bones appeared in a hurry, showing a decent smile to everyone she met, but in a blink of an eye, she found a chance to pull Hermione away.

When Harry and Ron saw Hermione again, they were almost finished.

"You guys have been talking for a long time. Is the Ministry of Magic eager to recruit you?" Ron said teasingly, he was still mocking Hermione for her awkward appearance when she said about her grades.

"Hmph," said Hermione, "It has nothing to do with my grades. But she does want me to go to the Ministry of Magic after graduation-"

"Which department is it?" Harry asked with interest.

"I guess it might be the assistant minister, that's the best position," Ron said, looking at Hermione with uncertainty.

Hermione shook her head, "It's the Fantastic Beast Management and Control Division."

"That's one of the worst choices, Hermione." Ron said in surprise: "The people inside were either sent out or really liked the magical animals..." He glanced at Hagrid not far away, "Maybe Hagrid would like certain positions from the bottom of his heart, but I bet that within three days he would break his colleagues' ribs-the executioners..."

"Not what you think." Hermione shook her head, "She talked to me about S.P.E.W.—" "What?" Harry and Ron shouted in unison. "--Don't interrupt, there is also the Pan-Magic Alliance, you know, I have written several papers... She hinted that the Ministry of Magic will form a new department around this in the future."

"Oh my God," Ron whispered.

"But why?" Harry asked in confusion.

"It is said to be related to a report submitted by Professor Hepp," said Hermione softly, "I heard anxiety and caution in her tone."

"Yeah, she's starting to ask students for help," Ron said. "You have two years to graduate."

"Ms. Borns said that it would take several months to prepare for this matter until the trial and awards were over," Hermione said with great fighting spirit. "She suggested that I have time to think more about this and keep in touch with her... Oh, I guess it would be of great significance regardless of what the professor's report was about."

Clusters of bonfires were lit up and surrounded the tent. The sky was clear and the stars were dotted.

Someone danced around the bonfire, and Harry also went up to sway his body until he heard Aunt Muriel say he was dancing "like a bear that stole corn." He went to the other side of the tent to watch Navi perform the flames of light.

The bright, glowing white flame attracted a lot of praise, and Harry applauded the onlookers.

Luna and her father danced happily in the distance, wearing goose yellow clothes, like two scattered butterflies, particularly conspicuous by the bonfire, Cedric sat with his parents and watched with a smile.

Ron was chatting with Collins who came with Ms. Bones.

"I'm about to become a formal Auror," she said, raising her eyebrows.

"Oh, congratulations." Ron said dryly.

Harry keenly discovered that several people had not come, and he shared this idea with Hermione, who was alone.
To be continued...