Chapter 1301 Confession
“Happy birthday, Harry!”
"What?"
Harry opened his sleepy eyes and looked confusedly at Ron sitting on the bed opposite.
“Birthday, your seventeenth birthday.” Ron reminded.
"Oh, thank you."
Harry covered a yawn, sat up from the bed, and stretched his arms lazily to stretch his body.
“I can finally get rid of the **** traces and use magic normally!”
“When do you plan to leave?”
Ron took out a package from somewhere and threw it to Harry with a smile.
"If nothing unexpected happens, we will first visit the group of students who were expelled by Snape tomorrow, and then set off for Godric's Hollow." Harry held the birthday gift thrown by Ron, but had no desire to open it. , for him now, receiving a birthday gift is no longer as exciting as before. He has more important things to do now.
"Don't you take a look at the birthday gift I prepared for you?" Ron pointed at the package and said, "Open it and take a look. This is the gift that Hermione and I picked out together."
"What's this?"
After Harry opened the package, he looked at the items in the package doubtfully.
“Wand holster.”
Ron pointed to his waist, where there was the same thing with a wand stuck on it.
"I ordered it from Fred and George. They also use it. After all, it's not a good idea to put the wand in your pocket." Ron pulled out the wand from the wand holder and introduced it to Harry excitedly, "Don't This thing looks ordinary, but it has a traceless stretching charm inside it, so it can easily store the wand and pull it out easily."
"It's a bit like a Muggle police holster." Harry checked briefly and inserted his wand into the wand holster. After simply pulling it out, he found that this thing was indeed very practical. There was no need to worry about encountering a draw when needed. The embarrassing situation without a wand.
“It’s pretty good!”
Ron saw that Harry was very satisfied with the gift he had chosen, and said proudly: "And it's also very practical."
“Thank you, Ron.”
"You're welcome, what do you think Hermione will give you?" Ron said mysteriously.
"have no idea."
Harry had no intention of guessing. The surprise would only come when the gift was opened.
However, Ron on the bed opposite had already said to himself: "I guess they are probably dueling gloves. High-end dueling gloves. Fred and George both have a pair. It is said that they are made of fire dragon skin. They can cast evil spells with their bare hands." The ones that were shot away are very advanced defensive items that will not lose their magic power even for a long time. They are usually made by Albert himself."
"I don't have that many galleons to buy expensive things like that." Hermione stood outside the door of the dormitory, handed her gift to Harry, and sent her own blessing: "Happy birthday, Harry."
“Thank you, Hermione.”
Harry took the package again, and after opening it, he found that it was really a glove. He put it on with a smile, took out the wand, tried it, and said to Hermione, "A very practical gift."
"You're welcome Harry, those are just dueling gloves I bought from Fred." Hermione glared at Ron with a big mouth, dissatisfied with this guy's nonsense.
“I thought Albert would give you a discount.” Ron shrugged, “The dueling gloves he gave you are great.”
This is what Ron found out last time by chance when he saw Hermione taking care of her gloves. He thought Hermione was also planning to transfer the dueling gloves to Harry.
"It's time for you to get up. Lupine and Tonks came here early in the morning to help. They are preparing birthday cakes in the kitchen." Hermione seemed to have thought of something again and added: "By the way, there are also birthday cakes sent by others. The gifts are all in the hall, you'd better get up quickly."
“I’m already up,” Ron muttered.
“Then go down and help.”
After Hermione and Ron went downstairs to help prepare for Harry's birthday party, Harry also climbed out of bed.
As soon as he changed into his pajamas, he saw the wooden door being pushed open.
“Happy birthday, Harry.”
Ginny poked her head in and saw that Harry was the only one in the room. She took a deep breath and seemed to muster up the courage to walk into Harry's room.
“Thank you, Ginny.”
Harry noticed that Ginny was staring at him intently, and quickly looked away so as not to look at her.
"I heard from Hermione that you will be leaving soon." Ginny asked tentatively.
"Yes, after the trace disappears, we should complete Dumbledore's mission." Harry did not deny this. The entire Order of the Phoenix knew that Dumbledore had assigned him an important mission.
"I don't know what would be useful to you," Ginny said, lowering her gaze.
When Harry raised his head and met Ginny's fiery gaze, the expression on his face was a little stiff.
“Actually, I have always liked you.”
Facing the sudden confession, Harry suddenly panicked.
"I'm sorry, but Hermione told me that you are ready to wake up. I feel that if I don't say it, I may not have a chance in the future." Ginny did not cry, but just took a step closer to Harry again.
"If it were before..." Harry shook his throat and shook his head: "I'm afraid we are not suitable now. There are some things I must complete."
"Actually, I had already guessed that this would be the case in the end. I just hope I can get some comfort from you." Ginny took a step forward, raised her head and kissed Harry's lips.
At this moment, Harry's eyes widened and his mind went blank. He felt as if he had drank a large glass of firewhiskey.
Harry kissed Ginny awkwardly back, with one arm on her back and the other stroking her long, lightly scented hair, a little obsessed with this feeling.
However, Harry knew very well that love had left him long before Dumbledore's death, and he was no longer suitable for love now.
So, Harry pushed Ginny away gently and whispered sorry.
“This was a stupid mistake, if I am still alive after this war is over…”
"No, you're right, maybe we should wait until this **** war is over before we fall in love." Ginny winked at Harry and said, "Happy birthday."
“I bet it would be an impressive birthday present.”
Fred appeared out of nowhere and said to Harry with a smile: "I brought you some stuff that you might use."
“When did you?” Harry asked awkwardly.
"Just when Ginny confessed to you." Fred was not embarrassed at all and comforted him with a smile, "There is nothing embarrassing about falling in love."
"I'm not embarrassed." Harry was still a little embarrassed. After changing his clothes, he hurried downstairs.
‘It’s nice to be young!’ Fred muttered.
As soon as Harry entered the kitchen, he saw Hagrid placing a large package on top of the pile of birthday gifts.
“Long time no see, Hagrid.”
Harry quickly stepped forward and gave Hagrid, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, a hug.
"Happy birthday, Harry." Hagrid hugged Harry gently and sighed softly, "Time flies so fast. Six years have passed in the blink of an eye. I remember that I was the one who sent you the letter."
“You also made Dudley grow a pig’s tail.” Harry couldn’t help laughing.
“I don’t remember much anymore.”
“Harry, this is for you.”
Sirius appeared in the kitchen at some point, holding a box in his hand and passing it to Harry, urging with a smile: "Open it and take a look!"
The box contained a small gold watch.
"When I became an adult, your grandfather also gave me one." Sirius recalled, "Although I know you already have a detection pocket watch, I think there is nothing more suitable as an adult gift for you than this. "
"Thank you, Sirius." Harry put the gold watch on his hand and began to open the gifts from others.
Hagrid’s big package contained a thick cloak made of animal fur. It was said that Hagrid asked Mrs. Malkin from Diagon Alley to help sew it.
Lupine and Tonks gave Harry a looking glass and a small demon mirror, Moody gave his own Auror notebook, and other members of the Order of the Phoenix gave Harry a magic tent and various items used in the wild.
Fred and George gave Harry a bunch of defense tools against the dark arts and a large bag of emergency rations.
“Is this...a biscuit?”
Ron looked at the large bag of tightly packed biscuits with a look of astonishment on his face.
"It's said to be an emergency food for Muggles. Although it's not very tasty, it can last you a long time. Albert said you might need this." Fred said with a smile, "It's not a bad idea to eat mushrooms every day. good idea."
"I think we need to stock up on more food." Ron turned to Hermione and said.
"No, you can go back to the headquarters to rest at any time. We will always have your strong support here." Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder and said.
Everyone shared the big cake made by Lupine, Fleur and Sea Jones while singing "Happy Birthday to You". After sharing a sumptuous dinner together, they talked about the next plan.
"Hagrid, are you really not going to go over and help?" Hermione looked at Hagrid and suggested, "I think you should listen to Albert's advice."
“I can’t leave Grawp behind.” Hagrid shook his head.
"Hagrid, you have to understand that if the Death Eaters really want to capture you, you still have to leave your brother behind." Sirius felt that Hagrid was stubborn.
Perhaps he really took that giant brother too seriously, but people have to grow up eventually, and Hagrid cannot take care of him forever.
(End of this chapter)