HP Magic Biography

For a moment, there was no other sound in the entire interrogation room, only the sobbing of the poor woman sitting in the middle.

The inexplicable Fan Lin felt a little annoyed, the situation in the interrogation room... to question a wizard's right to own a magic wand? The fight against Muggle wizards started very early.

The birth of wizards is mostly inherited from blood, but that is not the so-called blood of so-called pure-blood wizards, otherwise how was the first wizard born?

There has never been anything superior to others, whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, every Muggle has the potential to become a wizard, this is just a transmission from the depths of the blood, some people can, but most people can't.

Umbridge is just too much.

Umbridge let out a little-girl laugh, and Harry felt the urge to beat her up. She leans forward over the railing to get a better view of her 'victim'

No, said Umbridge, no, it's not like that, Mrs. Cattermore. Wands only choose wizards, and you're not a wizard. I've got a questionnaire you filled out here... Mafalda, hand it over. Give me.

Umbridge held out her tiny hand: she looked so repulsive for a moment that Harry didn't see the webbing between her stubby fingers. Hermione's hands were shaking with shock. Fumbling among the pile of papers on the chair beside her, she finally produced a roll of parchment bearing Lady Kettermore's name.

Umbridge glanced at Mrs. Kettermore's questionnaire, and said louder, You're not like me. 'Parent's occupation: Greengrocer.'

Alex smiled mockingly. Below the platform, the fluffy Patronus cat was still patrolling back and forth, and the Dementor stood waiting in the corner. Umbridge's lie sent Harry's blood running upwards, leaving caution behind...

What now? Umbridge was desperate to humiliate a wizard as much as possible? The bottom line?

In a fit of rage, Harry raised his own wand, not even bothering to hide it under the cloak, and yelled, Swoon! There was a flash of red, and Umbridge fell, hitting his head on the railing. the edge of.

Mrs. Katemore's papers slid from her lap to the floor, and the patrolling silver cat beneath the platform suddenly disappeared. Suddenly bursts of cold hit them.

Alex looked around in bewilderment for the source of the accident, seeing Harry's hand under the cloak pointing at him with his wand, he tried to draw his own wand, but it was too late: Stunning!

Yaxley fell, curled up on the floor.

Harry!

Hermione, if you think I should sit here and let her talk nonsense...

Good job, Harry, we can leave now, I got what I wanted! Fan Lin said quickly, stretching out a hand to pull Hermione up.

Wait a minute. Hermione struggled, Fan Lin, save Mrs. Cattemore!

Oh, of course! Fan Lin turned around, facing the middle of the courtroom.

Below the platform, the dementors had left the corner and slithered towards the woman chained to the chair. I don't know whether it is because the Patronus has disappeared, or because they feel that their master has lost the power to control them,

The dementors did not continue to restrain their cravings. Mrs Kettermore let out a horrific scream as a scabbed, sticky hand grabbed her chin and tried to lift her face up.

Guardian! A silver cat rushed out from the top of Fan Lin's wand and ran towards the dementors. Those guys then returned to the dark corner. In comparison, Fan Lin's cat stared more intently than Umbridge's cat, and that warm feeling spread wantonly, driving away the surrounding coldness. It ran slowly around the room, and the light illuminated the whole between dungeons.

Harry, get her done! Fan Lin said, pulling Hermione outside, if exposed here, it is very likely that they will be punched out, but let's open it first.

Harry ran up the steps again, picked up the Invisibility Cloak and tucked it behind his back, and walked towards Mrs Kettermore.

It was you? she whispered, looking into Harry's face, but...but Ray said you put my name on the interrogation list.

Really? Harry murmured, yanking hard on the shackles that held her arms. Well, I'm rehabilitated. Falling apart! The shackles didn't budge.

Hey, Van Lin, Hermione, how can I open this shackle? Harry shouted loudly, of course, everyone used the current name.

Wait a minute, Harry! Fan Lin said, controlling his Patronus to drive these dementors out, and then looked back at Harry, Get out of the way.

Saying that, Harry took two steps back, and then a strong wind blew Harry felt something passing in front of him, and then there was a sound of gold and iron clanging, and Harry was looking at the manacled man. position, the original strong shackles have been divided into two halves.

The shackles rattled back into the arms of the chair. At this moment Mrs Kettermore was as terrified as before.

I really don't understand, she whispered. How did you do it, this is...

It's not important, what's important is that you get out of here with us, Harry helped her to her feet, and said to her, Go home, take your wand and your family, and leave, if necessary, please Get out of this country. Disguise your identity and run. You've seen it all, you'll never get a fair chance here.

Stop talking nonsense, Harry, come here, I think we have to go out together. Fan Lin said, the silver light on the tip of the wand exploded, as if detonating the light source, and kept forcing the dementors who rushed forward. retreat.

Call God to protect you! Harry raised his wand, turned it slightly, and accompanied by a soft silver light, a stag appeared in the center of the venue, complementing Fan Lin's silver cat.

Harry, you open the way, I'll clean it for you! Fan Lin said, and the silver cat started to pounce nimbly.

Harry nodded, and under his control, the stag slowed down and walked towards the door, still glowing all over.

Summon them as much as you can. Hermione, summon your patron saint. Fan Lin said quickly, the huge number of dementors seemed to have gained some kind of blessing in the dark crypt, as if no one knew It's like trying to use the Patronus Charm in Azkaban to defeat all the dementors.

Huh...huh God's guard. Hermione said. But nothing appeared.

That's the only spell she doesn't know how to use. Harry explained with some embarrassment to Mrs. Kettermore who looked completely bewildered.

It's a pity... come on, Hermione, and get on with it.

Guardian guardian! A silver cat identical to Fan Lin suddenly appeared in the air at one end of Hermione's wand, and then Fan Lin's patron saint swam towards the door gracefully.

Follow me, Fan Lin said, and walked towards the door with Hermione, Harry, and Mrs. Katemore. When the Patronus came outside the dungeon, they heard the screams of those waiting outside the door.

Fan Lin looked around: the dementors fled in all directions to avoid the silver creatures in front of them, and were forced to retreat into the surrounding darkness.

The trial has decided that you all have to go home and hide with your families, Fan Lin said to the Muggle wizards waiting outside the door. They were still a little scared, and they were blinded by the light around the patron saint. Eye. If you can, go to another country, as far away from the Ministry of Magic as possible. This is... well... this is the new official arrangement. Now, just follow the Patronus, and you can leave the Atrium. I don't want to repeat the first Twice, if you can understand, follow up!

The soft radiance emitted by the patron saint seems to have given an inexplicable power to the wizard outside.

One by one they rose from the stone benches, but as they made their way to the elevator Harry began to worry again. If a silver stag, two silver cats floating in the air, and twenty more people... half of them accused Muggle wizards...

With such a combination popping up in the atrium, he thought there was no way they would go unnoticed...and that was the last thing he wanted.

Fan Lin, is there any way, I mean...look... Hermione asked, holding onto Fan Lin's arm with one hand.

Obviously, isn't the empty elevator more surprising, it's in the Ministry of Magic, and, don't forget, there is surveillance at the door. It seems that they can see the worry of the two, However, we can call out, after all , these people can’t be captured without a fight, right, we can leave while we’re in the chaos!”

While Fan Lin and the others were waiting for the elevator and discussing how to leave, the elevator descended unsteadily, and a person who was familiar to many people appeared in the elevator.

Ray! Mrs. Kettermore cried, throwing herself into Ron's arms. Lancorn and Nader got me out, they attacked Umbridge and Alex, and he got us all out of the UK. I think we better do it, Ray, really. Let's go home and take the kids away, and then—why are you so wet?

That's water, Ron muttered as he took off his clothes. Van Lin, they know there is an intruder inside the Ministry of Magic. It seems to know from the hole in Umbridge's office door. If that's true , I think we only have five minutes to...

Hermione's Patronus suddenly disappeared with a snap. She turned around and looked at Fan Lin with horror on her face.

Fan Lin, if we are caught here...

No, as long as we move fast enough. Fan Lin said with certainty. He was speaking to the silent people behind him, who were staring straight at him.

They were forced into the car?

No matter what, Fan Lin is not obligated to rescue them, right? If you want to leave, you need everyone present to work together, right?

Who brought the wand? Fan Lin turned his head and asked, about half of the people raised their hands.

Okay, those who don't have wands should follow those who have wands. Before we are stopped, we have to move quickly. Let's go. If anyone is unfortunately left behind, then sorry, that's the only way to go.

They managed to squeeze into two elevators. The patron saints of Fan Lin and the others stood in front of the golden door like sentinels, they closed the door, and the elevator began to ascend.

The eighth floor is here, said a cold male voice, the central hall.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Fan Lin knew right away that they were in trouble: the middle hall was full of wizards running around to seal the fireplace.

Fan Lin! Hermione called. How should we...?

Stop! Suddenly, Harry roared, and Lancorne's menacing voice echoed in the hall. The wizards who were blocking the fireplace stopped.

Stay close, he whispered to the terrified Muggle wizards. They huddled together, led forward by Fan Lin and Hermione. What's the matter, Albert? asked the bald wizard who had followed Harry from the fireplace earlier, looking nervous.

Get these people out before you seal the exits, Harry replied as authoritatively as possible. The wizards in front of him looked at each other.

However, we have been notified that all exits will be blocked and no one will be allowed...

Are you going to fight me? Harry growled. You also want me to send someone to check your family tree, just like I did to Dirk Cresswell's family?

I'm sorry! the bald wizard took a few steps back, panting. I don't mean that, Albert, but I think... I think they're here for interrogation and...

They're all blood, said Harry, his deep voice echoing solemnly through the hall. I dare say more pure than many of you. You go.

shouted Harry to the Muggle wizards. They hurried forward into the fireplace, and disappeared one by one. The wizards from the Ministry stood aside, some looking confused, others terrified.

At this moment... Mary! Katemore turned around. The real Ray Katemore came out of the elevator and ran towards them, not vomiting but just pale.

Ray... Ray? She looked from her husband to Ron, who cursed loudly. The bald wizard was dumbfounded, turning his head comically between the two mines.

Hey... what's up? What's going on...?

Block the exit! Block the exit! Alex rushed out of the other elevator and ran to the people by the fireplace. By this time the Muggle wizards had all left through the fireplace, only Mrs. Kettermore remained. But just as the bald-headed wizard raised his wand, Fan Lin threw his fist and knocked it flying.

He's helping Muggle wizards escape, Alex! Harry shouted at him. Taking advantage of the commotion among the bald wizard's colleagues, Ron grabbed Mrs. Katemore and pulled her into a still-open fireplace before disappearing together.

Alex looked at Fan Lin, Harry and the bald wizard with some doubts. That's when the real Ray Katemore yelled: My wife! Who was that with my wife? What the hell happened?

Alex's head turned, and Harry saw a look of enlightenment come across his beastly face.

Let's go! Fan Lin suddenly shouted at Hermione and Harry, he grabbed her hand and jumped into the fireplace together, Alex's spell was wiped from the top of his head.

Go away! Taking advantage of the last moment, Fan Lin used his magic wand to pick it up vigorously. Suddenly, the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic seemed to explode, but a black shadow seemed to tear apart the flames in the sky...

They were whirling in the fireplace, and after a while Harry bounced out of a bathroom and into a small bedroom.

Harry flung the door open: Ron was standing by the sink, still tangled up in Mrs Kettermore.

Ray, I don't understand...

Let go, I'm not your husband, you have to go home!

Just then there was a loud bang in the bedroom behind them, and Harry turned his head: Alex was coming.

Oh. Damn it! While speaking, Harry saw Fan Lin pulling Hermione out of the stove behind him.

Accompanying it, an ice edge also drilled out, but it was very eye-catching, Harry could clearly see the blood in Fan Lin's pupils and the corner of his mouth!

Let's go! Harry yelled.

No, wait a minute! Hermione said anxiously, but before she finished speaking, Alex recovered, and the debris rushing across the icy edge rushed towards them, which was very obvious, as if As if his body was burning, the distorted black flame gradually devoured Alex's body. Inexplicably, Fan Lin felt an incomparable crisis.

With a flick of Fan Lin's wand, the space began to shake violently, as if the sky was collapsing and the earth was falling. The strong light burst out at the same time as the astonishing cold air, but the bloody smell floating in the air became even more intense.

Go! Fan Lin turned his head, grabbed Hermione's hand and Ron's arm, Harry hurriedly put his hands on them, and then Fan Lin began to Apparate. Darkness engulfed them. They seemed to be squeezed by invisible hands.

But something was wrong... Hermione's hand seemed to be slipping out of his tight grip... Fan Lin felt extremely flustered for a moment, and he wanted to scream... But, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't see anything, And the only thing he could touch was Ron's arm and Hermione's finger that was slowly sliding out... Then Fan Lin saw the gate of No. 12 Grimmauld Place and the door knocker decorated with poisonous snakes. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, however, there was a scream and a flash of black flame: Hermione's fingers in his hand suddenly went stiff, and everything went dark again.

Fu... Fox... Fan Lin could only speak with difficulty, but the time was too short, Fox was not a bound partner, but Fan Lin could only place his hopes on this little phoenix.

...

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, dazzled by the gold and green that greeted him, he didn't know what happened, only that he was lying on a pile of what looked like branches and leaves.

He took a few breaths of air trying to calm himself down, and blinked, realizing that the intense light was sunlight streaming through the leaves that covered his head. Suddenly something near his face twitched, and he propped himself up on his hands and knees, expecting to see a savage little creature, but it turned out to be Ron's foot.

Harry looked around and saw that they and Hermione were lying alone in a forest. Harry's first thought was of the Forbidden Forest, and after a while, although he knew how dangerous and stupid it would be for them to appear on the Hogwarts grounds like this, the thought of being able to sneak through the forest to Hagrid's hut, He couldn't help being extremely excited.

At this point, however, Ron let out a low groan. Harry started to climb towards him and realized that this wasn't the Forbidden Forest, the trees looked younger and more spaced apart, and the grounds were cleaner.

He saw that Hermione was awake too, propping herself up on her hands and knees above Ron's head, trying to get up. For a split second his eyes fell on Ron, and everything else disappeared from Harry's mind, as the blood soaked the left side of Ron's body, making his pale face stand out against the weedy ground. striking. The Polyjuice Potion was slowly wearing off: Ron's appearance was halfway between Katemore's and his own, and his hair was getting redder, but the last trace of life in his face was gone.

What's up with him?

Split body, Hermione said, holding back her panic, but it could be clearly seen that Hermione's tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Before she could think about it, Hermione had already started to unbutton Ron's sleeve, where the blood was the wettest and the darkest. She tore off Ron's jacket, and Harry watched in horror. He had always thought it was ridiculous to be separated, but this time...

Wriggling uncomfortably, he watched Hermione flatten Ron's upper arm, where a chunk of flesh was gone, as if it had been cleanly dug out with a knife.

Harry, hurry up! Find a small bottle labeled Bai Xian in my bag...

Bag...Okay... Harry hurried to the place where Hermione apparated just now, grabbed the small beaded bag, and stretched out his hand. Immediately, he felt one thing after another, he felt the spine of a leather book, the woolen sleeve of a pullover, the heel of a shoe... Quick! He grabbed his wand from the ground and pointed at the magical Deep inside the packet.

Bai Xianfei! A small brown bottle flew out of the bag quickly. He grabbed it and hurried back to Hermione and Ron. Ron's eyes were half open at this time, and only the whites of his eyelids could be seen.

He's passed out, said Hermione, who was also very pale, and although she no longer looked like Mafalda, some of her hair was still gray.

Help me open it, Harry, my hands are shaking. Harry uncorked the vial, and Hermione took it, and dripped three drops of the potion on Ron's bloody wound.

Green smoke rose immediately, and when the smoke cleared, Harry saw that the blood had stopped. The wound now looked like it had healed for days; new skin covered the tender flesh that had grown.

Harry sighed.

That's as much as I can do to be safe, said Hermione weakly. There are some pills that will make him fully recover, but I dare not try again. If I go wrong, it may lead to more serious problems. The injury...he has shed too much blood...

How did he get hurt? I mean... Harry shook his head, trying to organize his thoughts, trying to figure out what happened just now...

Why are we here? I think we're going back to Grimmauld Place? Hermione took a deep breath, but she couldn't hide the crying in her tone.

Harry, I don't think we'll ever be able to get back there.

You mean—

When we Apparated, Alex grabbed and held me, I couldn't escape from him, he was so strong, he was still holding me when we got to Grimmauld Place, and... Yeah, I think he must have seen that door and thought we were parked there, so he let go of his grip. I managed to escape him, and then I made us manifest here!

But where is he, then? Wait... You mean he's still in Grimmauld Place, right? He can't get there? She nodded, with tears in her eyes. Harry, I think he can. I... I've got his Imperius Curse and I've almost taken him out of the Fidelity Curse. We've been Keepers of Secrets since Dumbledore's death, so I've told him That's a secret, isn't it?

It couldn't be false; Harry was already sure she was right. What a terrible blow! If Alex was able to enter the house now, there was no way they could return.

Even now, Alex may have Apparated to bring the other Death Eaters there, and while the room is dark and depressing, it's at least a safe haven: even, now that Kreacher is thinking about it, he's kinder. Much more, and it seemed more like home. Stung by a regret that had nothing to do with the food, Harry imagined the house-elf busy preparing the steak and kidney pie they'd never eat.

Harry, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!

Don't be stupid, it's not your fault! If anything happens, it's all my fault... Also, where is Fan Lin?

It was like a sharp sword that pierced Hermione's heart in one stroke!

I... I don't know, I can't find him... Harry, I can't find him, and then I found Ron, Harry... I... I can't find him! Hermione's tear glands As if breaking down, suddenly, a lot of tears flowed down Hermione's cheeks.

When I left, I was controlled by Alex, and Fan Lin was entangled with him all the time, I saw the two of them magic, and later I saw Fan Lin was caught, his body was entangled with Alex's hand Together, I...

Alex caught him?

I don't know, Harry, I don't know, I went up later, and then I got the Imperius Curse... Hermione covered her face with her hands, tears were washing the blood on Hermione's hands, but That only made Hermione even more embarrassed.

No, it won't...he is, he is the strongest among us... Harry said in a daze. He never imagined that in Harry's eyes, split body was already the most serious consequence.

Suddenly, Harry thought of Fan Lin's unhealed body, the powerful magic when he escaped, Alex's change, and the blood at the corner of Fan Lin's mouth...

Harry, help me find him, okay, Harry, help me find him... Hermione said almost pleadingly, her body lost strength, and she knelt on the ground as if she couldn't support herself, her gray hair flowed smoothly. He hung down, and suddenly Harry knew what it felt like.

He... he'll be fine... Hermione, he's the strongest, isn't he... Harry said bitterly, I, I'll go right away, maybe... maybe Fan Lin might be here ...

Harry stood up suddenly. A strong sense of dizziness hit Harry, he felt dizzy and dark, and Harry felt like he was going to fall down in a trance, but when he thought of Hermione...

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry lifted Harry's spirits, the cry...

Fox, it's Fawkes, Hermione, look quickly, it's Fawkes! Hermione raised her head blankly, and the space above their heads seemed to open a hole, and in the next second, countless flames illuminated the surroundings, a slightly The embarrassed figure rushed out of the hole along with Fox.

Fan Lin! Hermione exclaimed hastily, but Fan Lin's current appearance made Hermione feel very...

You... Hermione wiped her tears with her hands, and the dark scorching marks left an indelible mark on Fan Lin's heart like a brand.

I'm fine, aren't I... Fan Lin said, but his whole body was a little limp.

You...are you okay? Hermione cried, but laughed while crying, and hugged Fan Lin desperately, and the two of them hit the ground directly.

You always have to make Alex pay something, don't you? Fan Lin said, looking up at Hermione's blood-stained face, What's wrong with you? Are you injured, Fox...

No, Ron had a split... Hermione said, I helped him treat the wound.

By the way, Fox, Fox's tears... Hermione suddenly realized something as she said, staring intently at the wound on Fan Lin's chest, Have you used it?

It's not important... Fan Lin said, watching the tears in Hermione's eyes kept piling up.

Oh, please, Harry, I can't stand up, please Fox! Fan Lin said, Harry nodded, Fox lightly rubbed his head against Fan Lin's arm, and then flew to Luo En's body.

A drop of tear fell, like the most enthusiastic reaction to the potion, and the white smoke quickly spread all over Ron's wound. Visible to the naked eye, the wound healed due to the whiteness quickly transformed into a normal skin state, but there was a fly in the ointment , a huge scar twisted and spread across Ron's body.

Ron opened his eyes with a groan, his face still pale, his face glistening with sweat.

How do you feel? Harry asked softly.

Uncomfortable, Ron said hoarsely, flinching as if feeling his arm hurt.

Where are we now?

In the woods where the Quidditch World Cup was held, Hermione wiped away her tears and hugged Fan Lin, I want a closed and secret place, and this place...

It's the first place you thought of, Harry finished for her, scanning the seemingly deserted glade, and couldn't help thinking of the first place Hermione thought of the last time they Apparated. place—and how did the Death Eaters find them in minutes, using Legilimency? Did Voldemort and his men know where Hermione had taken them at this moment?

Ron turned his head with some difficulty, So, Fox... oh, thank you, Fox...

You should thank Hermione. Harry shook his head.

Fox rubbed against Fan Lin's arm again, then turned into a ball of flame and disappeared in front of everyone with a bang.

Fan Lin, how are you? Ron struggled to sit up, and Harry quickly supported him.

Fortunately, at least Fox healed my trauma. Fan Lin said, looking at Ron's wound, You may have suffered some, at least for a while.

Do you think we can move on? Ron asked Harry suddenly, and Harry saw the same answer on Ron's face.

I don't know. Ron still looked weak and pale, and he couldn't sit up for too long, as if he was too weak to do it.

And Fan Lin was not much better, at least, Hermione didn't have the slightest intention to let Fan Lin sit up.

It appears that the idea of ​​moving is impractical right now.

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