Chapter 50 Nervous Harry

Harry! So Voldemort is probably dead! Ron said in surprise.

The Doraemon and the Dog Kingdom in his hand fell to the ground.

Oh no! This is the latest edition of my book. I went to Diagon Alley to grab it the day before yesterday! Damn Voldemort! Ron said distressedly. In the comic book on the ground, Luke Skewalk was acting cute with Doraemon again, trying to keep the dog.

Ron, didn't you hear what Harry said?

According to Lupin and Sirius's guess, the professor of our Defense Against the Dark Arts class next semester is probably a Horcrux.

And Voldemort must have other Horcruxes besides the locket and the professor, otherwise Dumbledore would have directly destroyed the Horcrux represented by the professor, and Voldemort would have been dead. Draco said with a frown.

Okay, but Luke is so pitiful that he can't even keep a puppy. Is his mother Padme really his biological mother? I don't think Luke is an orphan like Harry, he was just adopted. Ron said.

After learning that Voldemort might not be dead, he generously turned his attention to the plot of "Doraemon? Dog Kingdom".

Ron! I have a father and a mother! What orphan! Although Harry was good-tempered, he couldn't help but be angered by Ron's words.

If he didn't know Ron, he would definitely think that Ron was mocking him.

Ron, you are good in everything, but you have a big mouth. Draco said sarcastically.

Ah, right. Ron didn't pay any attention to what Draco said. He looked at Harry and his ears turned red. Harry, I didn't pay attention just now.

Come on, Ron, I know what kind of person you are. Harry waved his hand to show that he didn't care.

At the same time, he winked at Draco.

I also think that it might be better if Ron was mute.

After a while, Harry, so, Dumbledore will also come to your birthday tomorrow! Ron widened his blue eyes.

You just know it.

Didn't Dumbledore come last time, when we were at Harry's house? Draco said.

He thought Ron was making a fuss.

This is totally different, it's Harry's birthday!

It's a real bummer if some strange people show up on his birthday. Ron said indignantly, as if it was his birthday.

Besides, if Dumbledore comes, he won't be able to have fun.

Dumbledore isn't really a bummer, right? Harry said.

As the first decent wizard Harry knew about the wizarding world, besides Hagrid and his parents, Harry had a special feeling for Dumbledore.

Especially since Hagrid and even Ron kept mentioning him.

Perhaps Draco's previous speculation about Dumbledore was not groundless, Harry suddenly thought.

Dumbledore himself might not have led Harry to worship him, but Dumbledore himself was too famous, and how could Harry, who knew his deeds, not be partial to him?

I haven't celebrated my birthday before.

As you all know, this is my first proper birthday.

In addition to Dumbledore, I hope Hagrid, Ryan, and everyone else in our dormitory can come to my birthday party. Oh, and your parents, too. Harry said embarrassedly, shyly touching the back of his head that couldn't be smoothed out.

Harry, I don't think my parents are suitable to come. Draco laughed dryly.

He felt that his parents would be very disappointed when they arrived here. After all, they are all Death Eaters, and all wizards in the British wizarding world know that they are on Voldemort's side.

Yes, I'm afraid our family is not suitable to come.

This time, Regulus is here, and Sirius is obviously unwilling to let others know about his existence.

Although we can be considered relatives with Sirius's family, Ron also stuttered.

He felt that it was also a bit of a disrespect to Harry that his parents could not attend Harry's birthday party.

Well, I actually understand that this is unlikely, with Regulus here. Harry nodded depressedly.

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Time soon arrived at the next day, and Harry woke up dazedly from the carved bed.

To be honest, the bed was too soft, and Harry felt a little weak all over.

The high windows were covered with long velvet curtains, and the snake sculptures on the chandelier made Harry want to hiss all the time.

This reminded him of the annoying fact that he was a Parseltongue.

In fact, from Professor Snape and Draco, we can see that Slytherin is not a house full of nerds.

At most, it is a house composed of nerds and good people who look like nerds.

Parseltongue is the most significant talent of one of the founders of Hogwarts.

But Harry still couldn't help but feel a little repulsive.

His eyes looked at the sockets on the wall. Unlike the Muggle world, they were inserted with candles, and the solidified candle tears dripped like ice crystals.

It was really strange. To be honest, after living in the magic world for so many days, he actually began to miss the Muggle world.

In addition to the magical magic, some aspects of the magic world are more like the Middle Ages.

Harry shook his head.

He suddenly found a beautiful and gorgeous robe at the head of his bed. It was dark green, with gold threads weaving intricate and elegant patterns on the cuffs and collar.

Harry picked it up and found a parchment note underneath, which read:

Today is your birthday. I chose a dress robe for you. I think it will bring out the color of your eyes more beautifully.

Your favorite Sirius

Dress robe?

Harry still didn't quite understand the customs of the wizarding world, but this should be something similar to a suit, used for formal occasions?

As for why there was suddenly an extra piece of clothing, it must be Kreacher's work.

Although Kreacher was not as shy as other elves to appear in front of wizards, he still kept the habit of house elves when doing things, doing everything secretly without being discovered by the owner.

The house elves in Hogwarts were like this, Harry thought.

Put on a dress, open the carved door, and you will see all kinds of flowers and plants.

Plants like creepers blocked the beautiful silver satin walls, with wind chime-like flowers on them.

When Harry looked at them, the flowers kept emitting sounds like choir singing: Happy Birthday, Harry Potter!

In the corridor, the ancestors of the Black family on the wall, although they looked disgusted, perhaps because of Sirius's order, they also showed a stiff smile to these flowers and plants.

Harry looked at the clock, which was also decorated with flowers and plants: it was 6:30.

Harry suddenly realized why there was no trace of a living person in the Black family at this time.

They should still be resting in their bedrooms.

And he got up early because he was too excited about his birthday today.

Harry shook his head and walked to the living room.