HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 182 No. 12

Chapter 180 No. 12

With a wave of Skool's wand, the apparition-preventing spell within ten meters of The Burrow was broken, and as one person Apparated away, more people Apparated away from the wedding venue.

"Guardian of the Ten Directions!" Scull released a spell that strengthened the defenses arranged by the Order of the Burrow. After that, several members of the Order of the Phoenix released similar magic. "Protect everyone!" "Protect everyone!"

Around the tent appeared a group of cloaked and masked figures, each blasting the protective charms around the Burrow with their own spells.

"Moody!" Scull found the limping Moody, "Execute the emergency substitute plan, right now!"

Moody thumped his cane to the ground, and Apparated away.Meanwhile, the protective spell around the Burrow was broken.

A dozen men surrounded the white tent, and they cast an anti-apparition spell.

"We're only looking for Harry Potter!" said a man in a cloak with a loud curse, "no threat to your personal safety."

"We didn't invite Harry Potter, the home of the Head of the Misuse of Muggle Artifacts Division at the Ministry of Magic! It's abhorrent that you're breaking into a wizarding wedding like this—" Mr. Weasley shouted loudly .

"Exactly." A man in a cloak took off his hat, and he held up a piece of parchment. "Here is the new search and arrest warrant signed by the new Minister of Magic, Piers Thicknesse."

"Rich? How come I don't know when we changed ministers?" Dana's cold voice sounded.

Taft Rich saw Dinah in the tent froze for a moment, then he put on a flattering smile, "Oh, Director Roland, why are you here too? Look," he put the parchment in his hand Handed it over, "Here is the signature and seal of the Minister of Magic, it can't be wrong."

Dinah frowned.

"Once the seal is stamped, it will take effect." Rich raised his head and waved his hand, "Whether Harry Potter is here or not is not up to you, Arthur, search. Everyone here has to be interrogated. "

When the Death Eaters searched the fourth floor of the Burrow, none of them dared to go up because of the stench coming from a certain room on the fourth floor.

"Oh, the fourth floor is my poor little son, Ron Weasley. He used to be so cute and wonderful. But he just got pox." Mrs. Weasley said, wiping away tears .When it came to pox, the four cloaked Death Eaters who searched shuddered.

"Would any of you want to go up and see my little boy? Only therapists have been there recently—" Mrs. Weasley added at the end.

The four Death Eaters looked at each other and hurried downstairs.Just kidding, pox is a vicious infectious disease.

The interrogation of the remaining guests lasted three hours, and the only question was whether anyone had seen Harry Potter.But in the middle of the process, the interrogation stopped altogether, because news came in the middle that someone saw Harry Potter on Privet Drive.A dozen or so people wearing cloaks walked more than halfway in an instant.

In the night sky, stars twinkle.In the middle of a small square that looks shabby and shabby.It was surrounded by tall, crumbling dilapidated houses on all sides.Harry, Ron, and Hermione suddenly Apparated in the center of the square.

All three of them could see number 12 because the Secret-Keeper Dumbledore had told them of its existence.They ran towards the house, checking every few meters to see if anyone was being followed or watched.Running up the stone steps, Harry tapped the front door with his wand. There was a series of loud clangs of metal, and a rattle like a chain, before the door creaked open and they hurried across the threshold.

Harry closed the door behind him, and suddenly the old-fashioned gas lamps came on, their flickering lights illuminating the long hallway.The hall was just as Harry remembered it: creepy and cobwebbed, with the house-elf heads on the walls casting odd shadows on the stairs, and the long dark curtains covering the portrait of Sirius' mother.The only thing that was wrong was the big umbrella stand made of the troll's broken leg, which fell to the ground, as if Tonks had knocked it down again.

"Why is it such a mess in here?" said Ron. "What did Ann call us here for?"

"Ann said this might be the only safe place right now." Hermione said, she clenched her wand and walked into the room, "I believe Ann has her reasons for saying this, but you still have to be careful, isn't Moody here?" Was it said at the meeting that there were several 'interesting' spells placed here?"

But nothing happened until they passed the foyer and walked up the creaking stairs to the second-floor living room.

"What about those 'fun' spells they do?" Harry asked.

"Maybe it only works when Snape shows up?" Ron guessed.He glanced at the living room, and the living room was also a mess, as if it had been ransacked.

"Why is it such a mess everywhere?" Ron kicked a broken piece of wood on the ground.The raised dust immediately made him cough again and again.Hermione, who was lighting the gas lamp in the room, gave Ron a complaining look.

Harry let out a sudden cry of pain and covered his forehead.

"What's the matter? Harry?" Hermione immediately walked to Harry's side and helped Harry sit down.

"What did you see?" Ron covered his mouth and nose and came to Harry's side, and asked, "Did you see him in my house?"

Hermione's hand trembled, and she almost lost her grip on her wand.

"No, I'm just angry—he's mad—"

"But probably at the Burrow," said Ron uneasily. "What else? Did you see anything? Is he putting a spell on someone?"

Hermione paled.

"No, I'm just annoyed—I don't know—"

When Ron opened his mouth to say something, Hermione cut him off.

"Come on, Ron," said Hermione loudly, "there are so many members of the Order there."

Ron shut his mouth just in time.But his eyes rolled around, and the Burrow was his home, but suddenly a group of Death Eaters came.

Hermione stood up, took two steps, and lit another gas lamp.

"Oh, Harry," said Hermione, sweeping into her handbag, "you need some quick fix—"

"No, no." Harry shook his head.

Suddenly Ron exclaimed, and he pointed straight at the living room window.Hermione and Harry gripped their wands tightly and turned around sharply, only to see a silver Patronus pass through the window and land on the floor in front of them, turning into a silver fox not much bigger than a palm, and the little fox rolled away In a circle, on all fours, he spoke in Ann's voice.

"The Burrow is safe and there are no casualties. No need to reply, just wait for me."

The Patronus disappeared without a trace.Hermione's eyes lit up, she let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the sofa.Ron's reaction was similar, the news that his family was safe was better than anything else.Harry also breathed a sigh of relief, although the pain in his head made him very uncomfortable.But he was also worried about Ginny, especially the night before the final wedding, when he thought of what Ginny said and did to him, he missed it so much.

Hermione sat next to Harry again, "Harry, how are you feeling?"

"Much better." Harry lowered his hand, the peak of the pain had passed.

Ron glanced at his watch, "It's still early, it's only 08:30, do you want to sleep?" Both Hermione and Harry shook their heads.

"Let's play chess then," said Ron. "Hermione, I remember Ann asked you to bring chess?"

"Yes." Hermione said, she opened her handbag, tapped with her wand, and a brand new box of magic chess flew out.Hermione handed it to Ron.

"Wow, it's a 'knight' card?? You know what? I always wanted a set when I was a kid, and it has the best looking and most handsome pieces in Magic Chess! Bill had one in fifth grade, and it was Because he became a prefect." Ron said while unpacking, "Ann is really rich. Of course, he is also thoughtful, who would have thought that we can play a game of 'Knight' chess in this situation? ?”

When Ron said this, Hermione remembered the way Ann put the chess in her handbag with a serious face, "You have to know how to balance work and rest, you know? It's important to relax once in a while!"

"Are you coming?" Ron asked Hermione, who had already moved a bench over and started arranging the pieces.

Shaking her head, Hermione said, "No, I haven't finished the book Dumbledore gave me."

"Okay." Ron shrugged. "Old rules, Harry, here we go."

Taking the book and the Dictionary of Ancient Runes out of her handbag, Hermione sat down in a well-lit armchair in the room.Listening to Ron and Harry directing the pieces on the chessboard back and forth to fight, Hermione suddenly felt like she was in the Gryffindor lounge.The three of them had always been this way before, Harry and Ron playing the games boys liked while they read.

Ron was right about one thing. In the current situation, the Minister of Magic was killed, Yiran was a coup, and the outside situation was unclear, but the three of them could sit here quietly.

All this is largely due to-

Ann.

girlfriend.

Hermione couldn't help but smile.

Two hours ago, the two of them had—

Shaking her head, Hermione told herself to read in her heart.

But as soon as her eyes glanced at the three words, Hermione couldn't help thinking, she didn't expect Ann's patron saint to be a little fox, and she must ask her about this next time, when did she learn it?

However, depending on the situation, she will definitely not be able to sleep again tonight.

He is obviously a greedy and lazy person, but he can stay up all day and night because of one thing.

The smile on Hermione's face disappeared again.

Didn't you tell any member of the Order of the Phoenix?She saved thousands of Muggles, probably because of Jill.

Holding Ann in her arms that day, Hermione thought about everything, but she didn't expect Ann to cry.

This man really has a lot of secrets in his heart.But she said, as long as she thinks, tell herself all the secrets.The box, Hermione couldn't help thinking, the little toy in it.

Hermione thought about it too, checked.Ann grew up in an orphanage. Who would make a toy for Ann when she was a child?

Ann as a child?

Hermione still remembered the first day she saw Ann.At that time, Ann was short, even shorter than herself, and she must have looked younger than 11 years old.In the Lihen Bookstore, she was holding a thick copy of "Modern History of Magic" with a smile on her face.I was curious at the time, is there anything funny in that book?Is this little girl a wizard?Instantly mustered up the courage, stepped forward to ask, smiled, but was unavoidably nervous.

After getting the book, I didn't dare to look directly into the amber eyes of the other party, so I had to open the book quickly.Hermione assured her that it was the first time she had ever seen someone with amber eyes, bright and full of energy.

What was in the book, in fact, I didn't read anything at the time, and when I raised my head again, the other party was gone.This was the first time I came to Diagon Alley, the first shop I entered, and the first person I greeted, but I didn't even ask for his name.

Hermione, who was caught in the memory, couldn't help but smile again.

She remembered the encounter on the Hogwarts Express, with Ann sitting small in the corner.I couldn't help but walked into the box, sat next to her, and introduced myself. Thinking about it afterwards, I felt that that part of the self-introduction was terrible.

"Everyone who is bad is a person who does bad things..."

Hermione still remembered Ann's words at that time and the expression on her face.

As soon as the floodgate of memory was opened, Hermione inevitably sank into it, and she didn't read a word of the book in her hand.Until Ron's voice sounded, "Hermione?"

"Huh?" Hermione looked up nonchalantly, "What's wrong?"

"This? Can you get something to eat?" Ron rubbed his stomach. "I didn't eat much at night. Harry was the same."

The pieces on the chessboard are shouting at each other.

"Ah? Okay." Hermione opened her handbag and groped for a while. There were two bottles of orange juice, a bottle of water, biscuits, dried fruit, chocolate...

Ron gave a cheer and hugged what had been brought out to the floor, and Harry opened a box of chocolate balls.

"If there's a TV around this time, it reminds me of Privet Drive," said Harry.

"TV? What's that?" asked Ron, popping a chocolate ball into his mouth. "Muggle world snacks are good too—"

Hermione took out an open candy box from her handbag, the same box Ann had given her.Tear open a package, Hermione put one in the mouth.

Cool and sweet.

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La la la, everyone, go to bed early after reading this.Good night.