Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

Harry had been to the Ministry of Magic and knew where the Department of Mysteries was.

He led everyone running quickly through the hall, past the fountain, past the table where wands were checked, and through the golden gate to the nearest elevator.

Accompanied by the clattering sound of the elevator, it dropped rapidly and then came to an emergency stop.

A cold female voice sounded---'Department of Mysteries'

The elevator door opened slightly, and Harry took the lead and led them to the corridor outside. There was no movement in private, except for the torch closest to them that was swayed left and right by the air current stirred up by the elevator.

After passing through the corridor, a completely black door appeared in front of everyone.

"Okay, I think we should leave two of us here to look out for the wind..." Harry took a few deep breaths to calm the beating heart in his chest.

"If anything unexpected happens, please notify us immediately."

Harry said goodbye, but his eyes kept looking at Ginny. The ominous premonition made him clear that the next thing might not go smoothly, let alone face the hairless braised egg.

When I say this here now, I just want Ginny to stay outside.

Ginny understood what Harry meant, but she shook her head.

"If there is any movement, how do we let you know? It may be a big place inside."

"We're going with you, Harry," Neville said.

"Go on." Ron also objected.

Only Hermione,

"I think Harry is right. We must stay here alone to look out. If someone comes, you can be prepared."

"About the notification...I have an idea."

"The Patronus Charm can be done, and I also know that technique."

"But you and I are the only ones here..." Harry said.

"So I can only stay here." Hermione replied softly, "There may be no one inside, or there may be a group of Death Eaters inside. Stay vigilant and don't scatter. The power of the collective is always much stronger than the individual. "

Harry nodded. He actually didn't want them all to go in, but he seemed to have no choice at this time.

He turned to the door and stepped forward.

Except for Hermione who was still in Umbridge's form and Soul who was invisible, the others disappeared into the door.

The black door closes.

"Why don't you let me go in with you?" Hermione asked softly.

Of course, it was because a war was about to break out inside. Suer thought to himself that this was his selfishness. He was not a saint and could not let the most important person to him go there knowing that there would be danger ahead.

Because the plot has changed, no one knows how things will change after the butterfly flaps its wings a few more times.

Soul waved his wand, canceling the Disillusionment Curse, and swayed the torch that released light to illuminate half of his face.

He recited the spell softly, and in the dim environment, the silver magic trail of the Patronus Charm was particularly dazzling.

After telling the patron saint some words, the silver badger disappeared in a flash.

Soul put away his wand before answering Hermione's question.

"Because we have to wait here for Professor Dumbledore and others to come over. The situation inside is unknown, and I can't let you put yourself in danger."

"But..." Hermione wanted to say something else.

But Soul moved his ears---'Shh...'

He quickly pulled out his wand, cast the Disillusionment Charm on Hermione and himself, and pulled her into the shadows.

A burst of chaotic footsteps got closer and closer, and soon, with the help of torches, Soul and Hermione saw the person coming.

The leader was Lucius Malfoy, a man with long silver hair, followed by a crazy-looking woman and a group of masked wizards in black robes.

"Are you sure Potter and the others have gone in? Lucius, if this trip is in vain, you should know how angry the master will be." One of the men held up the wizard's robe and said roughly.

"Shut up, Dolohov, don't forget that I am the leader of this mission." Lucius said coldly. "Do your own thing."

Antonin Dolokhov!

Sur, hiding in the shadows, looked coldly.

It was the enemy who killed the parents of this body. Although he was only a latecomer, he had taken possession of this body, and the cause and effect should be inherited. This naturally included hatred.

Even Bones Jr. couldn't remember what happened at the time.

No, it wasn't the time. Soul suppressed the urge to pull out his wand and cast a spell on Dolohov, watching the group of Voldemort's lackeys disappear into the black door.

"What's wrong?" Hermione noticed something strange about Soul.

Suer looked at the black door that was closed again, took a deep breath, and shook his head.

"It's okay. It's your turn, Hermione. Inform Harry and tell them that a group of Death Eaters have entered. Ask them to pay attention to safety inside and stay vigilant. If something goes wrong, run here as soon as possible."

Hermione did as she was told, but the way Umbridge's thick fingers pinched Hermione's slightly slender wand looked weird.

A shiny silver cat disappeared into the air to complete its mission.

Silence returned to the air, and the torch crackled and burned. The flames swayed from time to time, lengthening and shortening the shadows.

The next step is to wait.

The waiting process is certainly not a quiet one.

"By the way, Hermione, I just noticed that there was something wrong with the expressions of you and Ginny. Did something happen when they went to get Umbridge's hair?" Soul broke the silence and opened the topic.

"Well..." Hermione obviously hesitated, "No, it went very smoothly. Madam Pomfrey didn't use any treatment method on Umbridge at all."

"It's just... Ginny seems to have noticed you."

"Ah?" Suer asked in confusion, "How did she discover me?"

"That's not right." Hermione's voice was a little strange. "She thought you were Ebo, and she suspected... uh... suspected that Mr. Ebo and I were... in a relationship."

"As for how she found out..."

"Well..."

Hermione hesitated even more and said softly, "I didn't admit it at first, but Ginny said she saw us hugging each other... Do you remember that Christmas when Mr. Weasley was in the hospital? It was that night, we were While chatting in the living room..."

"So you admitted it?" Suer asked funnyly.

"Then I can only admit it." There was a hint of embarrassment in Hermione's tone, "It's all your fault. Now Ginny thinks I'm a bad woman because I've moved on."

"Ha, of course you are not a bad woman." Soul moved his hands and wanted to wrap his arms around Hermione's waist, but when he thought about Hermione still being like Umbridge, he thought about it and held back.

"This is just a misunderstanding."

"Of course I know this is a misunderstanding! So when can you 'alive' it?" Hermione said.

"I don't know. It may continue for a while. Dumbledore must have plans..."

In the darkness, Suer shook his head,

"Hush...someone is here, it should be Professor Dumbledore and the others."