Journey through the Worlds from the Wilderness

Chapter 409
At the end of the sky, the remnant glow is like fire, blooming with the last splendor of the day.

Flapping thin but tough wings, thestrals flit across the calm water of the great lake at Hogwarts, rippling and rippling under the light touch of their hooves, creating a unique artistic conception.

The artistic conception was torn to pieces by the Aurors who followed. They rode the latest broomsticks and shot forward like a rocket squad. Their superb technology made them fly as fast as lightning and flew towards Hogwarts Castle one after another.

Scrimgeour revealed his identity, and the door of Hogwarts was opened, allowing everyone to pass through.

"There are many safe and secret places in Hogwarts, but the school is still operating normally. If Bellatrix doesn't want to be exposed, there are only two places where she can hide."

Striding forward, with a cold and stern face, Scrimgeour said: "One is Slytherin's secret room, hidden under Hogwarts Castle, which was originally Voldemort's hiding place, and the second is the vast dense forest. Accommodating many magical creatures to survive, naturally it can easily cover the traces of two people."

He paused for a moment, glanced at the manpower he brought, and ordered directly: "Prout, lead two-thirds of the Aurors to the dense forest, and after the attackers arrive, they also go to support. The dense forest is a vast area, and must be searched rigorously. ! Leave no gaps!"

"Yes! Mr. Minister!"

Auror Prout grinned in response.

This Auror acts recklessly, but is loyal enough. As an Auror's commando team, he is powerful and decisive. Although he often causes troubles, he is very useful in special missions. Now is the time to give full play to his strengths. The paradise of magical creatures, although not yet a restricted area for humans, is also extremely dangerous, and it needs a strong Auror like Prout.

Prout selected a dozen or so Aurors, and then flew towards the Forbidden Forest on a broomstick.

"Robards! You lead the rest of the people to Slytherin's secret room immediately, and if you find anything, seal it immediately, not even a fly can fly out!"

"understand!"

Gadvin Robards nodded solemnly, and then led them away.

Scrimgeour withdrew his gaze, glanced at the unhurried young man beside him, and said, "Van Gogh, this is the end of the seven days, if Harry Potter is still not found before midnight, then Voldemort will Will definitely be back again!”

"So we shouldn't give him a chance."

"But if Harry Potter wasn't here..."

"There is no such possibility, Mr Scrimgeour."

"Why are you so convinced?"

"Perhaps what you want to ask is what else am I hiding?"

Gao Feng smiled, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Scrimgeour, then shrugged his shoulders, shook his head and sighed: "Actually, I hope so, but unfortunately this is just my speculation."

When he said this, his eyes suddenly tightened, and a strange and inexplicable feeling flashed through his heart like lightning. This feeling was very vague, but in the spirit of martial arts master, he was also otherworldly, and he had a sensitivity beyond the five senses. Induction, not to mention the part deep in the gene that 'predicts the future' suddenly vibrated like an illusion, as if the traceless trajectory in time and space was quietly distorted.

"May your guess be correct, otherwise... Alas!~"

Scrimgeour sighed, and the worry in his eyes instantly faded into deep determination.

Dumbledore passed away, and it should be Deputy Headmaster McGonagall who took over as headmaster. She has such capital and ability, and she has signed the letter of appointment and stamped her official seal on Scrimgeour's desk. As long as the incident is stable, it will be issued to Hogwarts. As for the temporary principal position, it is Auror Rod Lux. After meeting Gao Feng, he immediately noticed that his belt was backed up, correspondingly, Dumbledore's snack cabinet was reduced by more than half.

"The old guy likes to eat sweets so much. If he knows that you have eaten so much, he doesn't know whether he is angry or happy."

Gao Feng touched the glass bottles containing various candies with his palm, and looked at the smirking Dawlish with a teasing smile, and said with a smile: "It's probably hi, after all, pure foodies like to share delicious food, except for the last bite."

"Report the situation, Dawlish, I made such a big commotion, the moths hidden deep in the dark must have some commotion!"

The blazing hatred is hidden in the cold words. If it weren't for the death eaters and spies, the Ministry of Magic would not have lost its majesty in the Battle of the Department of Mysteries. Although there is a reason for the Order of the Phoenix, the root cause is still the serious corruption within the Ministry of Magic , Let Voldemort's minions treat the Ministry of Magic as nothing, come and go wantonly, extremely arrogant!
And after the internal cleanup not long ago, the Ministry of Magic cut its tail to survive, but although the evil was eliminated, there were still dross left, and now is a good opportunity to take the opportunity to completely annihilate it!

Obviously, this unplanned move was because Scrimgeour could not believe Gao Feng's speculation. He thought that even if the plan to eliminate Voldemort failed on the business trip, he would try to destroy Voldemort's heritage as much as possible, which was considered as a guarantee.

Gao Feng was noncommittal about this, and Scrimgeour's plan would not be changed just because of his few words. Besides, although this move dispersed some of the forces, there were still enough Aurors and strikers. After all, it was only necessary to search for the traces of two people. .

He stepped lightly to the window, looking through the exquisite round window with a sense of history, looking at the group of little wizards on the spacious grass inside the castle, they seemed to be taking flying lessons, flying in line on broomsticks Flying into the sky, swinging like a fish swimming in the water, honing the flying skills, purely from the perspective of viewing, it is very interesting, especially there are those who can't control the broom and fall from mid-air, screaming, It also made the fun of watching soar.

After a long time, the flying lesson outside the window ended, and the little wizards in cloaks dispersed in a hurry. This meant that today's lesson was completely over, and from then on until dinner time, they were free to spend time at their own disposal.

The last quarter moon climbed over the height of the castle, emitting a vague gleam in the dim gray-blue sky. Looking at the sky, it can be concluded that there will be no rain tonight, and the ending of the second generation of the Dark Lord will not have any sense of ceremony.

Just when Gao Feng was thinking in a mess, news came from the Auror in the Forbidden Forest.

"The Forbidden Forest has discovered that the unicorns have been exterminated!"

There was faint excitement and joy in Scrimgeour's words, coupled with his words, he looked like a cruel, indifferent, and unsympathetic cruel guy. Even if the unicorn is really wiped out, it is nothing.

What's more, only the unicorns in the Forbidden Forest were exterminated. In the world of wizards, unicorns have never been a legend, and naturally they are not only found in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts, so Scrimgeour does not have the slightest psychological pressure. .

The same applies to Gao Feng, the two who heard the news left immediately!
(End of this chapter)