A certain Hogwarts rune professor

Chapter 573 Preparations for both sides

Harry narrowed his eyes slightly, the broomroom was pitch black except for a few wands emitting faint light.

There were three people standing closest to them——Angelina, she was the captain of the Quidditch team; the other two were familiar to Harry, and he recalled it carefully, and recognized that he saw it in the auditorium at noon The eccentric couple.Harry couldn't figure out how they met Angelina, and how they hid in the broom with her and tried to drag them in.

"Angelina, what the hell is going on? And—who are they?"

Harry asked, as Hermione poked him quietly behind her, which made him notice three or four people still standing vaguely in the corner, their faces mixed with wooden boxes, brooms, and cleaning tools, and only part of their bodies could be shown The silhouette of a man looks like a monster with multiple arms and arms.

'Angelina' opened his mouth, and Ron interrupted suddenly, "Be careful that she's not the real person, she might have used Polyjuice Potion." Harry thought that what Ron said made sense, and his heart suddenly rose.

There was chuckling in the dark, and Harry noticed one of the big guys looking down at something.

"Don't be suspicious, boys." The tall student with the bowed head stood up and approached them, Harry's grip on his wand was usually only seen in Slytherin teams.If Ron hadn't just reminded him that Angelina might be a fake, he would have thought that the captains of the two teams had colluded.

In the darkness, the silhouette of the speaker bent slightly and dropped something on the ground. Harry realized it was a magic lamp, and the room lit up in the next second.

A bright soft light completely illuminates the small broomroom.

That's when Harry, Ron, and Hermione finally got a glimpse of what was inside the house.

Counting them, there are eight people in total.There are three of them here...Harry unconsciously thought about how they would win once they made a move. Although it seemed that the other party did not show any hostility at the moment, Harry could be sure that the 'Angelina' in front of him was by no means the ball he was familiar with. team captain.

"It's me, Tonks," said 'Angelina', closing her eyes and making a thoughtful expression as her face gradually changed into another shape and her hair turned pink.

Harry, Ron and Hermione opened their mouths.

"It's really you! Well, then they—" Harry stammered.

Tonks seemed to be in a good mood. She pointed to the two people Harry felt familiar with and said, "This is Frank and Alice. You have met before in the Order of the Phoenix, although now they have a different face..." She continued Pointing to the people in the corner, "Alastor and Kingsley."

These people greeted them one after another.

"I'm sorry, I may have scared you." Alice Longbottom said, "But you are indeed very powerful." She pointed to the bruise on her wrist, and then wiped the wand on the scratched skin, and it healed immediately .

Harry felt that what happened today was unbelievable, but he at least solved one doubt: the two people across the dining table during the day were the Longbottoms, and they were not looking at him, but at Neville next to him...but there were more doubts It happened, why did they appear in the school collectively and pretend to be students?
Hermione took a sudden breath and asked in a hissed voice, "Are you after Umbridge and Avery?"

Harry and Ron suddenly realized.

"What a sharp girl." said the big student in a Slytherin green robe. Harry saw Professor Moody's shadow from his walking posture. The big student raised the paper in his hand, dense lines and black The dot flashed by.

"The Marauder's Map?" said Harry, startled.

"You recognized it? No wonder, I heard you had a similar one, the original—this one was from Felix," said Moody, his voice growing younger and without a blue one in his eye socket. Harry was very uncomfortable watching the fake eyes, but the next second his intact and much younger eyes stared at them: "Little guys, you almost messed up the plan."

The three immediately tensed up.

"Don't scare them, Mad-Eye." Kingsley said with a smile. He still had a dark face and a lot of braids on his head. At first glance, he looked a bit like Quidditch commentator Lee Jordan.But Harry knew he had always been bald.

Harry felt like he was at a masquerade ball.

Kingsley said mildly: "We did go to school with Umbridge and Avery, but we had other tasks."

"What mission?" Ron asked impatiently.

Kingsley shook his head slightly.

"Is Voldemort involved? Do you need help?" Harry tentatively made suggestions based on what he had just heard in the abandoned girls' bathroom.

Kingsley winked at him.

"Okay, okay, there's plenty of time to catch up - let's get down to business first," said Moody, his eyes falling on Harry, Ron and Hermione, even though it was a completely different face now , much more upright than Moody's face, but they still felt bursts of pressure subconsciously.

"I saw it from the map. That ghost named Myrtle led you to the girls' bathroom, didn't it?" He waved the Marauder's Map on his hand, and Harry, Ron and Hermione nodded in a murmur .Moody snorted and paced back and forth in a small area, "It seems that your school life is colorful, but you really shouldn't disturb them."

"But they forced Malfoy into a contract—" said Hermione eagerly.

"Still the Unbreakable Vow!" said Ron. "That thing is deadly."

"Yeah, we can't just watch..." Harry murmured.

Moody stopped pacing, and everyone else showed surprised expressions.

"That's surprising," Moody said, glaring at them, still with suspicion on his face, "tell me what you know, and we'll help analyze it. Tell me, Granger." He ordered Hermione's name.

"Oh, yes, Professor Moody." Hermione was a little surprised.

Moody grinned silently, and Harry was finally sure that it was scary enough on any face.

"I have been your professor. Although it has only been half a year, your thesis impressed me deeply. To be honest, I wish I had such an assistant when I was working. At least I don't have to worry about the report."

"Professor Haip probably thinks so too." Ron muttered in a low voice.

"I also wrote some reports for you, Alastor." Tonks reminded kindly, "You gave me a normal score."

"Yeah," said Moody. "It's a wonder I didn't look for you afterward."

After talking and laughing, Hermione cleared her throat and began to describe their experience. "Well - we came back from the library, it was about eight o'clock - and we met 'Crying Myrtle' on the way, and she told us -"

Hermione was done.

The people in the broom did not speak for a while, each lost in thought.This made the three of Harry a little uncertain about their attitude, and Hermione asked softly, "That—did we do something wrong?" She thought of the 'plan' that Moody mentioned at the beginning, and worried that she would inadvertently sabotage .

"No, you've done a good job." Kingsley comforted her, "We locked Umbridge and Avery early on, but we also suspected that there were other insiders in the school, so we have been using maps to monitor their movements for the past few days." I hope we can follow the trend, like tonight. But we can't squat under their noses and find out what they said, let alone know that they forced students to make an unbreakable oath... You saved that child."

"Young Death Eater," Moody said contemptuously.

"But they are also students in the school." Kingsley nodded and said.

"He might be a Death Eater too, like his father and uncle and aunt," Moody growled.

"You'd better make it clear that it was the aunt who married Lestrange," said Tonks cheerfully, "to avoid accidental injury."

"Oh, I'm so sorry," Moody said angrily.

Harry wanted to laugh a little. He thought of the 'pure-blood dilemma' that Sirius had mentioned to him, picked up one and pulled out a bunch... But it was not the time to laugh, the atmosphere in the broom was a bit serious, and Frank interrupted, "But the kid isn't a Death Eater, at least for now. If we try, he won't have the chance to inherit the 'family business.'"

"I hope so." Moody's young face was a little less interested.

"Alastor just talked about it, but in fact he is more principled than us." Kingsley comforted Harry, Ron and Hermione who were a little stunned: "He will also do it in your position." Make the same choice, so don't worry about it, you guys did a good thing today. I heard you and Malfoy are not on good terms? This is even more impressive, go back and get a good night's sleep—"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and the three of Harry turned their heads in horror, "Are there any others?"

"Probably Emmeline," mumbled Moody, taking up his wand and motioning the others to be quiet.

The door opened, and a girl with straw-colored hair and a round face walked in, carrying a cloth bag, "The food in the kitchen is much more abundant than I thought." She said happily, Harry always felt Where had he seen this face before? He guessed it might be from a senior student like 'Angelina'.

"Well, you're here too? Want some?" asked Emmeline Vance, sharing food from her pockets with the others.

"No thanks," said Harry, and Ron and Hermione shook their heads too. "By the way," Harry turned to Tonks, "where's the real Angelina?"

"Of course she is in her dormitory now," Tonks said, taking a bite of the pie in his hand, "I made an agreement with her that when she thinks about the game plan by herself, I will temporarily borrow her identity." , you know, I'm Transform Magus. Others rely on Polyjuice Potion to transform, Alastor, Frank and Alice use ordinary people's hair, anyway, the school is so big, no one can guarantee to know everyone ... Emmeline has a relative at school. Usually the two of us gather information outside."

Harry nodded, and Emmeline turned around and came to him again, holding up her pockets, while Ron and Hermione held a piece of chocolate sponge cake in their hands, and smiled mischievously at him.

"I've been catching up on my homework all night, and I'm a little hungry." Ron whispered.

"Have a little, I've asked the house-elf in the kitchen for some extra desserts," said Emmeline Vance kindly.

Harry couldn't resist his hospitality, so he picked up a deep-fried jam donut and ate it silently.

"Why are you back so late?" Moody asked.

Emmeline Vance sighed, "There was a club in the kitchen, and they had a lot of fun with the house-elves, and I managed to catch one who was alone and asked him to help... really Fresh, we didn’t have such a thing back then.”

"Well, can I ask a question?" Ron asked.

Several people looked at him, and Kingsley smiled, "What do you want to ask? We won't disclose things that need to be kept secret."

"What are they doing at school—I mean Umbridge and Avery?"

"You should ask the mysterious people what they want to do. They can't help themselves. Sabotage, stealing things, asking for information... It's all possible, but the possibility of sabotage is not high."

"Why do you say that?" Ron asked, wiping the cake crumbs from his mouth.

Several people glanced at each other, and Frank Longbottom answered carefully: "Because the gain outweighs the loss. We judged that those two people should be one of the few undercover agents of the mysterious man in the Ministry of Magic. After all, we now have the upper hand and are willing to take refuge in the past." There are not many people. And it’s different from the last war—with the Anti-Thieves Waterfall, it’s impossible to use the Imperius Curse and other confusing magic. Principal Dumbledore also confirmed this.”

Harry, Ron, and Hermione exchanged meaningful glances with each other, taking the opportunity to eat with their heads down.They probably knew Voldemort's purpose, the Horcrux... It's just that Harry was wondering, if Principal Dumbledore had a good Horcrux in his hand, why didn't he destroy it as soon as possible?

"Well, I want to ask a question too, can I?" Hermione asked.

"Okay, one question per person. Then you all go back to sleep obediently." Kingsley said in a coaxing tone.

"How long are you going to stay?" said Hermione.Harry looked up excitedly, and couldn't help applauding Hermione mentally at the same time.

"We can't stay for too long." Tonks said regretfully, "No matter what they plan to do, they have to act within a few days. That's why they arranged for us to come in and keep a few more pairs of eyes on... and then drag on the magic The people from the Ministry are going back."

"Well, enough talking," interrupted Moody, looking at Harry, "one last question."

Harry stuffed the last of the jelly donuts into his mouth and asked, "Professor Moody, do you see Professor Snape on the map? What is he doing? And Sirius?" he asked. Guiltyly added another sentence.

"Snape's name is not on it, Felix said when he gave me the map, his name was erased." Moody said calmly, as if he didn't catch the targeted meaning in Harry's question. "As for Sirius, he's a little angry. He thinks we didn't tell him immediately. Now—" He lowered his head and stared at the Marauder's Map. "He's circling around in his office, probably thinking about something."

He clapped his hands and ended today's conversation.

"Children, I have to thank you for your noble behavior today, but you have to hurry back, because the lights are going to be turned off outside. Be careful, you know a lot of inside information, because we regard you as one of our own," he said. Seeing that Harry wanted to answer, he waved his hand and continued: "It's not about juniors, it's about future companions and comrades-in-arms. I've heard about the club you run these past two days, the front-line lookout station... that's very good."

"Remember, there is no end to catching dark wizards. There will be time in the future for you to flex your muscles. But not now."

Disappointed, Harry said, "So we don't have to do anything?"

The question made Moody hesitate.He looked at Ron and Hermione who also looked expectant, and said: "If there is a riot in the school these two days, you can help maintain order. But it is very likely that you will pass by without feeling anything."

"Under the premise of not threatening your own safety." Kingsley added.

"Fine," said Harry.The three of them walked out of the broom closet.

Hundreds of kilometers away, Voldemort was walking down a long, eerie, dark underground passage lined with green torches, with Bellatrix Lestrange at his side.

"Master, can they succeed?" Bellatrix asked in a low voice.

"It doesn't matter whether they succeed or not." Voldemort said grimly. After so long, he had completely calmed down, but his desire for his Horcrux grew day by day with the passage of time.

Especially after his attempt to make a new Horcrux failed.

After the Battle of Hogsmeade, Voldemort realized that the old man Dumbledore knew the secret of the Horcrux. Although he was shocked, he was not overly frightened. Calm down and think about it. to die.At that time, there will be only one Felix Haip left, and he firmly believes that at least he will not fail.It is even said that when the critical moment comes, it is not impossible to change one life for another. After all, he still has a Horcrux by his side, and he can continue to make Horcruxes.

But when he planned to use the death of Principal Ilvermorny to make a new Horcrux, the violent tremor in his soul made his heart skip a beat, as if he would disappear in the next second.

Voldemort realized that he might not be able to split souls anymore.

Being unable to split the soul means that new Horcruxes cannot be made, which means that every Horcrux that still exists is extremely important.

That is not one life, but countless lives.

Severus had brought mixed news - he hadn't recovered the remains of the locket from Black's old house, but the house-elf had indeed survived, suggesting that his supposedly loyal servant had really betrayed him. Him, give him a fatal blow.

But combined with the information that Regulus Black was dead, he could probably guess that Regulus didn't have time to destroy the Horcrux, but exchanged his own life for the life of the house elf.

He is confident enough in the magic trap he has set up.

"That's stupid," he said through gritted teeth.

"Master?" Bellatrix looked at him puzzled.

Voldemort ignored her, and continued to walk in the eerie and deep corridor, going deeper and deeper into the ground, and faint rustling sounds could be heard from the end.

House-elves do have tricks, and that's where he stumbled... But house-elves are too weak to destroy a Horcrux.If Severus hadn't recovered the locket from the old house, it probably fell into the hands of old man Dumbledore.

The whereabouts of the two horcruxes are unknown... Voldemort clenched his fists violently, his eyes flashed with a dangerous red light.

Just like Dumbledore knew Voldemort, Voldemort also thought he had seen through Dumbledore. He knew one thing: no matter whether those two Horcruxes are still there, Dumbledore will definitely destroy them all before he dies...

Voldemort took a deep breath. "Bella," he whispered, and Bellatrix looked up at him respectfully.

"Call all the forces."

"But--"

Voldemort gave her a cold look, and she fell silent for a moment.

For Voldemort, even if all the servants are dead, he will not feel bad, but the premise is that the death is worthwhile.And in his heart, if he could snag a few opponents a little bit and buy some time for his plan, they would be considered worthy of death.

(End of this chapter)