Harry Potter: Miss Malfoy

Chapter 211 Furious Harry Potter

“I want to attend the meeting, too.”

Harry tried to protest, and saw Sirius' eyes sparkle with approval.

“Harry, only members of the club can attend the meeting.

Ron and Hermione are upstairs, you can wait with them until the meeting is over.

They will explain everything to you.”

Mrs. Weasley spoke a little tiredly, her tone full of motherly authority, not allowing Harry to make any more rebuttals.

Harry could only go upstairs obediently.

Amid the excited welcome from Hermione and Ron, he discovered that his dissatisfaction was about to ignite.

He should be happy to see Ron and Hermione again.

But for some reason, ever since Voldemort's resurrection, Harry always felt like there was a dynamite in his chest ready to ignite at any time, as if the most insignificant thing was enough to anger him.

What's worse is that when the anger secretly burned, the scar on his forehead would always hurt slightly.

It was as if Voldemort was disturbing his mood.

Harry forced a smile, pretended to push back his bangs, and slightly pressed the scar that was beginning to hurt again.

Ron and Hermione looked worried as always.

But tonight, Harry felt their worries were unnecessary.

It was as if the two of them were afraid that they would fall ill at any time.

"So, you guys were here a long time ago?" Ron asked unhappily, exchanging glances with Hermione.

This made Harry even more unhappy.

Especially when the two of them tried to explain with guilt why Dumbledore did not allow them to contact Harry actively, and even felt that Harry was safest at Privet Drive.

The loneliness and frustration of being abandoned throughout the summer spread in my chest.

But what really made Harry's anger get out of control was the moment Hedwig flew in and handed the hairpin on her feet to Harry.

Draco was next door, and Moody had attacked her so indiscriminately.

What happened next surprised even Harry.

It was as if part of my consciousness was pulled out of my body, and I watched my body move involuntarily.

Harry saw his face flush and heard himself yelling at Ron and Hermione.

“So why can’t I attend the meeting?!

Who rescued the Philosopher's Stone?

Who got rid of Riddle?

And who saved you two from the Dementors?

Who saw Voldemort return?

Who risked his life to escape from him?

And who is most likely to die if Voldemort returns?"

It seemed that only in this way could I vent my chaotic emotions. Surprisingly, such a violent display of temper seemed to give the strange feeling of anger in my chest an unusual satisfaction.

"It's me!" She roared, holding Draco's hair tie tightly in her hand.

I know what I never said were three more words.

"And her."

On what basis did Moody attack her?

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Harry's anger was finally relieved a little during his roar.

But after hearing Fred, George, Ron, Hermione and Ginny take turns talking about what had happened during the summer vacation, my mood, which had gradually calmed down, began to fluctuate again.

Percy's break with the Weasley family, the slander in the Daily Prophet, and the lack of news from Voldemort all made Harry extremely depressed.

But at least, he finally understood why Moody was so cautious with Draco.

Number 12 Grimmauld Place is the secret headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.

If Voldemort knew this news, he could just send people to wait in the park across the street.

As long as a member of the Order of the Phoenix steps out of the door and leaves the protection range of the Fidelity Charm, he can launch an attack.

Of course, knowing it rationally is one thing, but Harry still couldn't accept that Draco was attacked, especially when he found out that Snape was still in the meeting.

In Harry's opinion, Snape was far more dangerous than Draco.

However, his concerns were not accepted by many members of the Order of the Phoenix.

They all clearly believed in Dumbledore and were therefore unwilling to doubt the man.

After dinner, there was another argument. This time the protagonists were Sirius and Mrs. Weasley, and the topic was whether Harry could know the secret of the Order of the Phoenix.

To Harry's relief, Sirius had the upper hand.

After the argument, Harry, Fred George, Ron and Hermione were able to stay in the restaurant to learn about Voldemort's movements.

Things did not look very favorable to the Order of the Phoenix. Apart from relying on Dumbledore's "insight", most of the time, they had no way to accurately grasp Voldemort's behavior and intentions.

One can only guess that he is busy recruiting soldiers and is also eager to master a "weapon" that he has never mastered before.

Worse still, Fudge's fear that Dumbledore would seize power seemed to have inadvertently aided Voldemort's plans for covert expansion.

After Harry asked, "Is there any weapon more dangerous than the Avada Melon?", Mrs. Weasley finally couldn't stand it anymore and got up to ask all the children to leave the restaurant.

Sirius ignored Mrs. Weasley and followed her out.

Harry, his mind in a mess, was taken to his room by Sirius.

Then, Harry was pushed out of the bedroom by his godfather and came to the balcony facing the back garden.

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"Go get some fresh air. You'll feel better."

Sirius closed the door and locked himself on the balcony.

Harry stood there in confusion, feeling his bulging pockets.

The Weasley twins mindlessly stuffed two folded sheets of parchment into themselves before going downstairs for dinner.

“‘A gift to the sponsor.’”

"From Riddle"

"And the robbers"

"In remembrance of '."

The twins said proudly and winked.

Looking at the parchment, Harry scratched his hair and sighed.

He looked up and saw Draco's namesake constellation looking back at him.

As Harry sighed, he heard the sound of a door being pushed open on his left.

Turning around, I saw the beautiful figure I had been thinking about day and night slowly walking out from the balcony next door.

My heartbeat suddenly dropped a few beats.