Shenhao's Journey to Myriad Worlds

A loud noise startled all the Death Eaters, and when they turned their heads to look, it was Lucius Malfoy, with his head lowered, holding the magic wand with countless decorations in his hand, and slammed it on on the table.

"Now... gather everyone and prepare to attack Hogwarts!"

As he spoke, Malfoy raised his head slightly, his expression extremely gloomy and fierce.

"...Don't blame me for not reminding you, attacking Hogwarts is ten thousand times more difficult than attacking the Ministry of Magic!"

Chapter 573 The Final Battle·Evacuation of Teachers and Students

"Hagrid, are there enough Thestrals and carriages?"

"Enough is enough, a car can accommodate up to forty people, and four Thestrals pull a car, the number is more than enough!"

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, a dozen carriages of various shapes were neatly lined up in a row. Hagrid was holding a rein and tied it firmly under the wings of thestrals.

The strangled Thestral, which was somewhat uncomfortable, turned its head and snorted, spraying mucus in Hagrid's stomach, but Hagrid didn't care, stretched out his hand to rub his chest, and continued to work again.

"All students, stand here, the prefects of their respective colleges will count the number of people, and no one will be left behind!"

"Hodge! Hodge! Where are you?"

"Here! I am here!"

With a loud cry, a lively girl with short gray hair and a broomstick in her hand jumped out.

"What are you doing? The professor told you not to carry anything but a wand! And you??? Carrying a broomstick???

Are you going to play Quidditch on the way out? "

"of course not..."

The short-haired girl shook her fist violently and shouted loudly:

"...but I might consider hitting a Death Eater's head like a Quaffle!"

"Okay, Hooch! Hurry up and get in the car!"

After Professor Slughorn heard the name Death Eater, his expression became flustered, and he raised his hand and pushed Hooch's shoulder, signaling her to pedal quickly.

"Professor Flitwick!"

A short figure came out of the castle's atrium in a hurry. After seeing that figure, Professor Slughorn shouted loudly.

"Hey! Professor Horace!"

Professor Flitwick is relatively short in stature, and the distance from the castle to the Forbidden Forest is quite a burden for him.

"Where's Minerva? Did she still insist on staying?"

Hearing this, Flitwick nodded sadly, took a deep breath, and said in a low voice:

"She...she insisted on staying in the school to wait for Albus and Professor Guyi..."

"What is she joking about?"

Hearing this news, Professor Slughorn couldn't help being anxious.

"The Ministry of Magic is completely finished. Now only Dumbledore can resist Voldemort. Now everyone knows that Hogwarts has become the most dangerous place, but she..."

"Yeah...Hogwarts is dangerous...we all know..."

Professor Flitwick looked at the students who were willing to live and die with the school, but were driven into the car by the young Mr. Filch with a broom, and whispered:

"...But if there is a choice...who wouldn't want to stay..."

"What did you say?"

Professor Flitwick's murmur was submerged in the din of the students' loud protests. Hearing Professor Slughorn's question, he couldn't help but look gloomy, shook his head and said:

"It's nothing... Our mission is to ensure the safety of the students. You know, it's not an easy journey from Hogwarts to Beauxbatons..."

"...yes..."

Professor Slughorn on the side also became dejected, turned his head, looked at the students who were thrown into the carriage by Hagrid one by one, shook his head and sighed deeply.

What is not easy is not only the distance?

The feeling of living under the fence is not so pleasant...

"Professor Flitwick, Professor Horace, is everything arranged?"

"Minerva?"

"Professor McGonagall!"

A rigid and serious voice sounded not far behind them. The two turned their heads sharply when they heard the voice, and shouted in unison.

"Phew, Merlin bless, Minerva, leave with us!"

"Yes, Professor McGonagall, how about this, I will stay and wait for Professor Dumbledore, and you will escort the students to leave together, what do you think?"

"Okay, Professor Flitwick, now is not the time to be willful!"

Hearing Flitwick's proposal, Professor McGonagall, who was wearing a gem green wizard robe and a pointed wizard hat, walked slowly and shook his head seriously.

"Students are important. You must protect the safety of the students on the way. I am the vice-principal of Hogwarts. Please obey my arrangement!"

"But..."

"No but, Professor Horace!"

Professor Slughorn, who was just about to say something, was interrupted by Professor McGonagall, who had a frighteningly serious face before he could finish speaking. Her eyebrows were erected, and she said solemnly:

"The enemy is at present, and there is no time for our mothers-in-law and mothers. If you leave a second earlier, the safety of the students will be more guaranteed. At this critical moment, please put the safety of the students first!"

"Uh..."

Professor Slughorn was speechless, turned his head to look at the students who were about to get ready, sighed softly, and nodded wordlessly.

"...Okay...Minerva, take care, leave Hogwarts if things can't be done, I believe, neither Albus nor Professor Ancient One wants to see you get hurt! "

As Professor Slughorn said, he took out a delicate and clear crystal bottle from his bosom. The bottle was not big, only about the thickness of a little finger, and it was in the shape of a drop of water. It looked very exquisite.

What is encapsulated in this delicate crystal bottle is a pure golden, translucent potion that sparkles with stars, exuding an elegant and seductive aura, very mysterious.

"This is..."

"That's right, Felix Elixir!"