Hogwarts Diary: Snape Goes Crazy

"No, Harry, Remus John won't feel comfortable here, and Scrimgeour hates werewolves.

"But.....…"

Harry wanted to say something, but there was no time to discuss the issue.

Because Mr. Weasley came with Scrimgeour.

The two of them didn't say a word, they were as quiet as if they didn't know each other.

Harry also noticed that Scrimgeour looked older than last time.

He limped over to Harry.

"Sorry, I didn't expect that today is your coming of age ceremony...I mean, I need to talk to you, your sister Vesey Potter, Miss Hermione Granger and Ronald Weasley!"

Harry frowned.

Mr. Weasley hesitated and said, "Vesey is missing."

Scrimgeour showed a clear expression. He looked at Harry pitifully, and then said, "I'm sorry."

Harry shook his head.

"Don't be sorry, she's not dead, I will bring her back."

Scrimgeour said nothing. He looked at Mr. Weasley.

"I need a quiet place."

"this way please!"

Mr. Weasley led them to an empty room.

Harry and the three of them sat on an empty sofa, looking at Scrimgeour.

"I need to talk to you about the distribution of Dumbledore's estate and his will.

Harry froze.

Ronald blurted out: "Did Dumbledore leave anything for me?"

He thought Dumbledore couldn't remember him at all.

"Why did you just think of giving it to us now?"

Harry suddenly clenched his fists.

If Dumbledore's will contained words that would help them, they missed it because of Scrimgeour's concealment.

Maybe Vesey won't be caught either.

"He must be checking what Dumbledore left behind. For a whole month, they didn't even think of contacting us!"

Hermione said with hatred.

Scrimgeour glanced at her.

"The Ministry of Magic has the right..."

"The Ministry of Magic can only confiscate evil items. Obviously, the things Principal Dumbledore left for us must not be evil, otherwise you wouldn't come to find us!"

Hermione shouted loudly.

Harry looked at Scrimgeour coldly.

"You should confiscate them all and don't tell us, maybe we won't hate you so much...

Hermione interrupted.

"He is not voluntary, but the Ministry of Magic has legal provisions. If it is proven that the item is not dangerous, they cannot keep it for more than thirty-one days, right?"

Her eyes are a little red.

Apparently he also thought that if there was Dumbledore's will, maybe Vesey would be fine.

She could comfort Harry and tell everyone that this was what Vesey wanted, and she was proud of Vesey.

But that doesn't mean she's not sad or in pain.

"If you had been earlier..."

she murmured.

Tears filled my eyes.

Scrimgeour looked at her for a moment and looked away.

He looked at Ronald.

"Ronald Weasley, I want to ask you, are you very close to Dumbledore? Why did he leave things to you?"

"It's not that..."

Ronald said subconsciously.

Harry quickly stepped on him.

"They have a very good relationship!"

In fact, Dumbledore rarely spent time with Ronald, and spent almost no time alone.

Scrimgeour didn't quite believe it. He held up a piece of parchment and read: "I left the Deluminator to Ronald. I hope he will think of me when he uses it..."

He handed Ronald the deluminator.

Ronald fiddled with the deluminator, looking confused.

"I want to know, why did Dumbledore give you this?"

Ronald shook his head.

Jay looked at him for a moment, then looked at Hermione.

"Miss Granger, Dumbledore gave you a copy of The Tales of Beedle the Bard. I would like to know, does it have any meaning?"

Hermione took the book and looked through it carefully, but just like Scrimgeour came to the conclusion, there was nothing special about this book.

"Do you have a contact code?"

Scrimgeour asked.

Hermione sneered and shook her head.

"How do you think it's possible for us to communicate in code?"

Scrimgeour didn't believe it, but he still looked at Harry.

He pulled out a Golden Snitch.

"This is what Dumbledore left for you. It's the snitch you caught during your first Quidditch match. What do you think he wants to tell you?"

Harry was a little disappointed.

He thought it was something that could make them successful!

"I don't know, if you knew you could crack it yourself."

He said coldly.

"As we all know, the Golden Snitch has a memory function, and it will remember the first person who touches it.

This will quickly tell who is the first to grab it, and I think the snitch contains something, so, Potter, touch it with your hand!"

Scrimgeour thrust the Snitch into Harry's hand.

He expected any reaction from the Golden Snitch, but no, the Golden Snitch didn't react at all.

Scrimgeour retracted his hand in disappointment.

Then he was silent for a while and said:

"Dumbledore left most of his fortune, his private library, and his magical items to Vesey Potter, but she was dying..."

"Bang!"

Harry smashed the Snitch into Scrimgeour.

"You are dead, she is not dead, I said she is not dead, try another nonsense!"

Scrimgeour pulled out his wand and pointed it at Harry.

"||Who do you think you are? Potter? You have to learn to respect me."

You and your sister are the same, you two are both equally bold. I heard that she was kidnapped by a mysterious man, and she was not reduced to a vent by the mysterious man..."

Before he could finish speaking, Harry had already picked up his wand and cast a spell on him.

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

"Go away! Potter, you think I will be attacked by you. I am an Auror. I once..."

The door to the room was suddenly opened.

Mrs. Weasley appeared at the door with everyone in tow.

"What's wrong? Minister, I heard something is wrong...

Scrimgeour looked at the anger on Harry's face and let go of his wand with an ugly expression.

"Sorry, I just wanted to say that we could have worked together to save her...

Harry glared at him.

"You don't deserve it and you will never get respect from us.

Vesey once told you to let you deal with Umbridge, but where is she now? She is still alive and well, right? What did you do? Why do you cooperate with us? "

Scrimgeour looked at him for a while, and finally limped away on crutches.

After he left, Harry collapsed on the ground.

Then his eyes turned to Hermione, who was standing there blankly, as if she had suddenly gone crazy.

3pm.

Harry sat in the garden, forcing a smile to celebrate his birthday with everyone.

Because the current situation is very serious, not many people came to participate, but everyone gave gifts.

Just as they were singing "Birthday Cake", suddenly there was an explosion outside.

"What?"

"Collapse!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Thunderbolt explosion!"

Countless spells came in from outside, and when Harry subconsciously walked out the door, he saw a person.

No, it's not one person, it's many people, Lupin, Sirius, they are all fighting.

During the battle, a pretty figure stood out.

"Vese!"

Harry ran towards her in surprise, but when he was not far away from her, Vesey touched his chest with his finger.

"Harry Potter, come with me! My father said he's going to catch you!".