Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Perhaps it was Hermione's calmness that affected Harry, and he finally controlled his mind that was about to go crazy.

Sur, no, the warnings and reminders that Mr. Ebo had taken him out alone in class came to life in his mind.

"Why did I forget?!" Harry patted his head hard, "You are right, Hermione, we should confirm Sirius's safety first."

Harry looked around and noticed Ginny, who had a cold expression but a worried look in her eyes. Only then did he realize what he had just done.

"Sorry, Ginny, I just..."

"It doesn't matter." Ginny shook her head. In the conversation between Hermione and Harry just now, she had almost figured out what happened. "If we want to use the Patronus Charm, we'd better change places."

"That's right, that's right." Harry breathed a sigh of relief, "Let's go find an empty classroom now."

"The Room of Requirement." Ron interrupted abruptly, "It's the closest to here."

They hit it off immediately and set off immediately.

"Is anyone here?"

There was someone in the Room of Requirement. Harry originally wanted to find another room, but the Room of Requirement never responded.

"Try our Defense Against the Dark Arts room." Ginny suggested.

Sure enough, after the key was correct, the door quietly appeared.

"Neville? Hannah? Why are you here?" As soon as he entered the door, Harry was surprised to see two people standing in the center of the room holding wands.

Soul couldn't help but raised his eyebrows and turned his head in Hermione's arms---

Uh-huh... If Hannah is replaced by Luna, the Department of Mysteries expedition team will be exactly the same as the original. As for Luna being replaced by Hannah, probably because of the butterfly effect, Hannah and Neville met earlier The reason for walking together...

Neville and Hannah obviously didn't expect a group of people to come here at this time, and their faces turned red.

"I...we...uh..."

"I suggested that Neville come here to review the exam content after he finishes the exam, so that he can predict the exam results." Hannah explained to everyone calmly, with a bright smile appearing on her fair face. .

"So that's it." Ron muttered, "No wonder I always have to wait until bedtime to see Neville."

"Ah, yes." Neville looked a little guilty for some reason and agreed, "That's it."

"Why are you here?" Hannah asked curiously.

"We need a suitable place to release the Patronus," Harry said, glancing hesitantly at Hannah and Neville. "The common room is too crowded."

"Do you need us to leave?" Hannah noticed Harry's expression and asked thoughtfully.

"Ah, that's not necessary." Harry shook his head and raised his wand, "Calling the Guardian."

The silver thread suddenly appeared and quickly condensed into a stag in the air.

"Please, go to No. 12 Grimmauld Place and find Sirius..." Harry paused mid-sentence, "Find anyone inside and ask about Sirius' whereabouts."

The stag stood kicking in the air, silver mist swirling between its hooves. When it heard Harry's words, it tapped its chin lightly, then turned around gracefully and disappeared through the wall.

Next is the process of waiting for the news to come back, which is destined to be a tortured process.

Hannah and Neville had already moved closer to Hermione. Since Harry didn't let them leave, it meant that they could know about this.

Hermione didn't hide anything and explained the situation to Hannah and Neville in a low voice. When Voldemort was involved, Hannah and the other man's faces became extremely pale.

The Patronus had been gone for three minutes and there was still no reply. Harry couldn't stand still and moved back and forth eagerly.

Breathing heavily.

Just based on how uncertain he was when this happened, Harry still had a long way to go.

The atmosphere in the Room of Requirement was extremely heavy, with the only sound of Harry's soles scraping against the carpet, back and forth, until a ray of silver light penetrated the wall, accompanied by a blast sound unique to Apparition.

A short, thin elf with some flesh on his body appeared along with the stag.

"Kreacher?" Harry looked at the elf who appeared in the room in surprise.

"Master Potter." Kreacher appeared, with a polished locket hanging on his chest, and bowed to Harry first, "And, Miss Granger, Master Weasley."

As mentioned earlier, after Kreacher's heavy burden was resolved, he completely recognized his new owner and returned to the mental state of a normal house elf.

"Kreacher, why are you here?" Harry asked urgently, "Where is Sirius, where is he?"

"The master is out, Mr. Potter." Kreacher said, "Kreacher saw Mr. Potter's Patronus, but Kreacher didn't know how to let the Patronus bring Kreacher's words, so Kreacher came here, come After arriving at Hogwarts, Kreacher knew that Mr. Potter must——"

Since Kreacher stopped being a resentful woman, the whole elf has become more enlightened and talks more.

"Never mind that, Kreacher." Harry was anxious and interrupted Kreacher, "Where's Sirius? Where's Lupine? Where's Mad-Eye? Everyone is fine. Is anyone there?"

"No one else but Kreacher." Kreacher said softly. When Sirius was mentioned, it was silent for a moment, and then said, "As for the master, he has not been at the Black Mansion for several days."

"Is it the Department of Mysteries? Did he go there? Tell me, Kreacher, you must know."

"Kreacher can't say." Kreacher shook his head. "Kreacher was ordered to abide by the contract and not to mention anything about that place to anyone other than the Order of the Phoenix."

"Sorry, Mr. Potter, Kreacher is cleaning the frame of the mistress's portrait."

"Bang..." After saying that, Kreacher disappeared with a burst of air.

Kreacher didn't seem to admit or deny it, but under the current circumstances, it was no different than admitting it. Harry's face showed despair.

"That's right, it must be..." Harry murmured, "Sirius was captured by Voldemort..."

The word Voldemort made the air feel cold. After a long silence, a look of determination flashed across Harry's face.

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic," he said.

"No matter what, I must go to the Ministry of Magic!"

"But...Harry..." Ron hesitated, a flash of fear in his eyes, "That's..."

"Nothing!" Harry waved his hand decisively, "I can't watch Sirius die there. I already have no parents, and I can't lose Sirius again. Do you understand?"

Ron's expression was stunned.

"You don't understand." Harry smiled sadly, "I have to find a way, no matter what you think...it's up to you..."