HP meets at Hogwarts

Chapter 190 Two Bite Back

"Go." Harry led Hermione and the wizard towards the door.

The crowd waiting outside screamed as the Patronus floated out of the courtroom.Harry glanced around as the Dementors on either side were retreating, melting into the darkness, dispelled by the silvery ecstasy.

"It's now decided, you all go home and hide with your families," said Harry to the Muggle-borns, who were dazzled by the Patronus lights and still cringing a little, "go abroad if possible." , away from the Ministry of Magic. That's the - er - new official position. Now, just follow the Patronus and you'll be able to escape the Great Hall."

They went all the way to the top of the stone steps without being stopped.Seeing Harry and Hermione in the lead, Ron quickly pressed the elevator button and took off the invisibility cloak.

"Is that so?" Ron asked, looking at the group of people behind Harry and Hermione.

"Not much to say now! I got 'em all out anyway," said Harry. "We'll throw the decoy bombs and flashbangs as soon as we get up!"

As soon as the words fell, the elevator door in front of them opened with a bang.

"Harry, there's still fifteen minutes left for the Polyjuice Potion," said Hermione, glancing at her watch.

"There's enough time!" said Harry, "if we act quickly!"

He turned to the group behind him who were staring at him dumbfounded.

"Who has a wand?"

About half of them raised their hands.

"Okay, if you don't have a wand, find someone with a wand to follow. When you get up, shut your eyes while I yell the flashbang! We need to move fast—we can get out, come on."

Everyone piled into the two elevators, Harry's Patronus at the golden grating door, which closed and the elevators began to ascend.

"The eighth floor," said the witch's indifferent voice, "the main hall."

There were still people coming and going in the hall, with countless wizards walking back and forth in a hurry.

"Flashbangs!" Harry yelled, dropping all the decoy bombs and flashbangs in his pockets!

Countless smoke and a burst of intense white light flashed.

Harry closed his eyes, and when they opened them again, he yelled, "Go to the nearest fireplace! Quick! Apparate away as soon as you get there!"

But soon, some Death Eaters responded in areas not covered by flash bombs and decoy bombs.

"The Ministry of Magic has been invaded! Quick! Shut down the fireplace!"

Harry, wand in hand, followed closely behind Ron and Hermione, who were only ten paces from the nearest fireplace.No one blocked off those fireplaces.

But suddenly, Harry quickly sank back, someone rushed over and grabbed him, lost his center of gravity, and he slammed forward and fell to the ground!

Tata Misien held Harry tightly, his thin body burst out with great strength, his bloodshot eyes were full of madness, and he shouted loudly, "I caught Harry Potter!" [-] Galleons! [-] Galleons!! Harry Potter! It's him! Here! From now on, I'm no longer a Mudblood! Hahaha, [-] Galleons plus a position at the Ministry of Magic! !!"

His crazy, explosive voice echoed throughout the hall.Soon, all kinds of spells were shot from all directions, and all the Death Eaters ran towards the direction of the three of them.

"Armor protection!" Ron yelled.A transparent wall appeared in the direction from which the spell came.

"Armor protection! Fainted!" Hermione also yelled.

Tata Misien fainted.

"Harry!" Ron yelled.

Harry picked up his wand and hurried to his feet.

Ron and Hermione pulled Harry away, cast a protective charm, and the three of them plunged into the green flames of the fireplace.Countless spells flew by the side of several people.

They spin for a few seconds and shoot out of the toilet bowl.

But soon there were noises from all the adjacent compartments, and the Death Eaters came out with them.

With a bang, the partitions of many compartments were blown open.

Harry clutched Hermione's and Ron's hands, and quickly transformed.

The darkness engulfed them, and there was that feeling of being strapped in, but something was wrong... Hermione's hand seemed to be slipping out of his...

He suspected he was suffocating, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't see, the only real thing in the world was Ron's arm and Hermione's finger, but her finger was slowly slipping off...

Then he saw the gate of 12 Grimmauld Place and the serpentine knocker, but before he could catch his breath, he heard a scream, a flash of purple light, and Hermione's hands suddenly gripped like pliers. Catch him, and everything goes back into darkness.

Harry opened his eyes to a blinding field of gold and green.He didn't know what was going on, only that he seemed to be lying among the branches and twigs.He inhaled with difficulty, his lungs seemed to be compressed.He blinked and realized that the dazzling color was sunlight streaming through the tall tree canopies.Something twitched next to his face, and he knelt on his hands, expecting to see some kind of vicious little animal, but it turned out to be Ron's feet.Harry looked around and saw that they and Hermione were both lying on the forest floor, as if no one else was there.

Harry thought of the Forbidden Forest first, and for a moment, knowing how foolish and dangerous it would be for the three of them to be at Hogwarts, his heart still pounded with excitement at the thought of sneaking into Hagrid's cabin through the woods. Pound up.Then Ron let out a low groan, and Harry crawled towards him, and soon saw that this was not the Forbidden Forest: the trees looked younger, with wider spacing, and the ground was more open.

He bumped into Hermione next to Ron's head, which was also crawling.Seeing Ron, Harry forgot all about it, because Ron's left side was soaked in blood, and his face was dead white as he lay his pillow on the dirt and fallen leaves.The medicinal properties of polyjuice are disappearing.Ron looked somewhere between Cattermole and himself, his hair growing redder as the little color faded from his face.

"What's up with him?"

"Separated," said Hermione, her hands already busy on Ron's sleeve, where the blood was the wettest and darkest.

Harry watched in horror as she tore Ron's shirt open. He'd always thought body separation was a funny thing, but this time...his internal organs stirred uncomfortably, and Hermione thrust out Ron's upper arm. A large piece of meat was removed, as if it had been gouged out by a knife...

"Harry, come on, in my bag, there's a bottle of fresh—"

"In the bag—ok—"

"Use the Flying Curse!" Hermione reminded.

Harry rushed to the place where Hermione landed, grabbed the handbag, opened it, and pointed with his wand, "Bai Xianfei!"

A brown vial jumped out of his bag, and he grabbed it and hurried back to Hermione and Ron.Ron's eyes were half-closed, with only the whites of the upper and lower lids showing.

"He's passed out." Hermione was also pale, and she no longer looked like Mafalda, although her hair still had a few spots of gray.Hermione took the bottle from Harry, pulled the stopper off the vial, and poured three drops on the bleeding wound.

Green smoke billowed up, and when it cleared, Harry saw that the bleeding had stopped, and the wound looked as if it had been growing for days, with a layer of new skin covering the freshly exposed flesh.

"Wow," said Harry.

"I only dare to do so much," Hermione said with trembling lips, "Some spells may allow him to fully recover, but I dare not use them, for fear of doing more wrong and causing more damage..."

"How did he get hurt? I mean," Harry shook his head, trying to gather his thoughts and make sense of what had happened, "how are we here? Wasn't the plan to talk back to Grimmauld Place?"

Hermione took a deep breath, looking like she was about to cry.

"Harry, I don't think we can go back."

"what--?"

"One of the Death Eaters grabbed me when we Apparated, and I couldn't shake him off, he was so strong. He was still holding on to Grimmauld Place, and then—I think he must have Saw that door, guessed we were going to stop there, so he let go a little, and I shook him off and brought you here!"

"But where is he? Wait a minute... You don't mean they're in Grimmauld Place? He can't get in?"

Hermione shook her head with tears in her eyes.

"Harry, I think he can. I—I used the Withdrawal Charm to force him to let go, but I've brought him under the protection of the Fidelity Charm. After Dumbledore's death, we're the Keepers of Secrets, so I'm letting him go." It's secret, isn't it?"

Harry fell silent for a moment.

"Harry, I'm sorry."

"No!" said Harry, plunging to the ground. "It's all my fault, I should have said sorry. The plan was all good, and none of this would have happened if I hadn't saved that man extra .I'm so stupid, really, Hermione, you should call me—"

Before Hermione could answer, Ron groaned and opened his eyes.He was still gray and sweaty.

"How are you feeling?" Hermione asked softly.

"Terrible," said Ron hoarsely, stroking his injured arm and flinching in pain. "Where are we?"

"The forest where the Quidditch World Cup was held," said Hermione, "I was looking for some secluded, secluded place, and it was—"

"—the first place you thought of." Harry finished for her, and he raised his head slightly, looking at the seemingly deserted glade.

"Do you think we should move?" Ron asked.He struggled to sit up, but Hermione stopped Ron quickly.Of course, Ron didn't try again after trying it.

"I don't--."

Harry said that at this moment he felt something hot in the right belly pocket of his inside suit.He quickly took off the large robe on his body. Inside was a shirt with four pockets in total.

He took out a small wooden token from his right pocket.There is a line of text on it, "Where are you guys?"

Hermione and Ron stared at the wooden sign in Harry's hand, and Harry replied while explaining, "Ann gave it to me, she said that Hermione's mobile phone might lose signal after leaving the city! Now she asks where are we? "

"Huh—" Ron breathed a sigh of relief, and Hermione had a similar expression.

"World Cup, forest, Ron, injury, split." Harry sent the message.

After a while, the message appeared on the wooden sign.

"Stay, late, seven o'clock, look for, pay attention, be safe."

Hermione poked her head over to glance at the message, breathed a sigh of relief, and jumped up.

"Where are you going?" Ron asked.

"If you're going to stay here, you'll have to put some protective magic around," she replied, wand raised, and began to walk in a wide circle around Harry and Ron, muttering.Harry saw a slight quiver in the air around him, as if Hermione had conjured a puff of heat over the clearing.

"Safe guarding...all protected...Muggle shielding...close your ears and listen...you can take out the tent, Harry..."

"tent?"

"In the bag!"

"Oh." Harry also stood up and put the wooden sign in his pocket.

With a flying curse, a pile of canvas, ropes and poles flew out.

"Stand up and take shape!" Hermione waved her wand and drew a complex figure-of-eight pattern. The pile of things on the ground immediately rose into the air, and all of them fell on the ground in front of Harry at once. The last nail came from the surprised Harry. The hand flew up and nailed it into the end of the stay rope with a puff.

"Trapping enemies," said Hermione, waving her wand skyward one last time. "That's all I can do. At least, if they're coming, we should be able to detect—"

Harry and Hermione dragged and hugged Ron into the tent.The tent looked very comfortable. It was a suite with three bedrooms and two living rooms. Once inside, there was a spacious living room with sofas, carpets, coffee tables, and fireplaces.

The living room is surrounded by a person's high porcelain, and the ceiling is a shiny crystal chandelier.The light penetrates into the room through the windows of the living room, and the Turkish carpet with complicated patterns glows with warm light.

Ron's face was pale, and he seemed to be in a bad state, but he couldn't help sighing as soon as he entered the tent, "This place is really nice."

"Ann prepared it," Hermione said softly.

Carefully put Ron on the bed in a bedroom, sweating coldly, he looked around, "This bedroom is at least twice as big as my room in The Burrow."

"Okay, you rest," said Hermione, "I'm going to the kitchen to make lunch."

Harry didn't speak all the time, he pulled a chair in the room and sat beside Ron's bed, staring blankly at the lamp on the bedside table.

Ron closed his eyes and rested for a moment, then said, "Harry—"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Harry asked nervously, "Shall I call Hermione?"

"No, it's nothing," said Ron, looking sideways at Harry. "It wasn't your fault, Harry."

"It's my fault." Harry had an expression of remorse and disappointment on his face. "I think you may be right. I'm the kind of person who likes to play a hero. I must have caused a lot of trouble this time."

"Don't say that, Harry," said Ron. "You've saved a lot of people this time. I've seen a lot of people run away."

"But what if they are caught back again? And the Order of the Phoenix? The plan was good this time, we can leave directly." Harry said, holding his head, "and let Grimmauld Place be discovered Well, it’s a good thing we cleaned up everything inside, if the information inside is found—”

"Lunch is ready!" came Hermione's voice, "Harry, I need your help!"

"Go and help!" said Ron. "I'm pretty hungry."

Harry nodded and stood up.

After a while, Hermione and Harry walked in one after the other carrying the dinner tray.

Helping Ron to sit up, Hermione handed Ron a bowl of steaming instant noodles.

"Smells good!" Ron sniffed and said, "What is this?"

"Japanese-style instant noodles." Hermione said, "There are two boxes, as long as there is hot water."

"It's amazing!" Ron took a sip of the soup, "Wow! It tastes better than my mother's pasta soup. The food in the Muggle world is amazing!"

Hermione smiled, opened a can of sardines, and asked, "Would you like some sardine meat?"

Ron's face recovered a little, and he nodded.

Harry buried himself in his instant noodles.

"Oh, yes!" Hermione suddenly exclaimed after putting a spoonful of sardines in Harry's instant noodles.

Both Harry and Ron were taken aback by Hermione.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked.

"I almost forgot!" Hermione put the can on the dinner plate and hurried out.

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

"This!" Hermione walked in carrying something. Harry and Ron took a closer look and found it was a locket.

"Oh, my God, we got it!" Ron exclaimed, almost choking on his face, "It's not easy!"

Harry also stood up holding a bowl of instant noodles, staring at the locket in Hermione's hand.

The locket suspended in the air by a silver chain was the size of an egg, and a gorgeous S, inlaid with many small emeralds, shone brilliantly in the light coming in from the bedroom window, looking extremely gorgeous.

Hermione held the locket in her hand, turned it over and observed it, "I think it should still be a Horcrux, and no one has destroyed it. Look, there is no trace of magical damage on it."

Harry put the instant noodles in his hand on the chair and took the locket.

Harry turned it over and over in his hand, the thing looked intact.He thought of the incomplete diary, and the crack in the ring Horcrux when Dumbledore destroyed it.

"I think Kreacher is right," said Harry, "we have to find a way to open this thing before we can destroy it."

Harry tried breaking the locket open with his hands, then tried the spell Hermione had used to open Regulus' bedroom door, but to no avail.He handed the locket to Ron and Hermione, who tried their best, but were as unsuccessful as he.

"But do you feel it?" Ron asked in a low voice, holding it tightly in his hand.

"what?"

Ron handed the Horcrux to Harry.After a moment, Harry understood what Ron meant.Was he feeling his own pulse, or was there something beating in the locket, like a tiny metal heart?

"How about we just chop it with Gryffindor's sword?" said Ron.

Hermione picked up her instant noodles and took two bites.

"No, I think that's too reckless," said Harry, holding the locket in his hand. "We'll wait for Ann to come back tonight and ask her."

"Good idea," said Ron.He started eating noodles again, finished a bowl, and asked Hermione if he could have another.

In the afternoon, Hermione sat on a small bench, reading "The Tales of Beedle the Poet" in the dimming sun, and an open dictionary of ancient runes was placed on the grass.

Harry was sitting on the grass with a copy of Cutting-Edge Dark Arts Revealed on his lap, and he reread all the passages that introduced Horcruxes.

All day, whether it was due to the protective spells and Muggle shielding spells cast by Hermione around them, or because people rarely came here, their woods remained quiet except for the occasional passing of birds and squirrels.

Starting at 06:30 in the evening, Hermione walked around outside the tent after dinner, holding the small wooden sign tightly in her hand, and her mobile phone did not have any signal at all.

The sky has completely darkened, and in the dark night, only the light from the gaps in the curtains of the tent casts long bright colors on the grass.

The stars overhead slowly lit up, and many bats were flying around in the low sky.

It was seven o'clock, but there was no news from the small wooden sign yet.Hermione wanted to send a message, but was afraid of disturbing Ann.She had to stretch her neck to look into the depths of the dark forest from time to time.

Harry pulled back the curtain of the tent, came out, and asked, "Did Ann hear back?"

"Not yet," said Hermione anxiously, glancing at her watch again.

At this moment, the small wooden sign in Hermione's hand flickered and became hot.Hermione stared at the little wooden sign all of a sudden.Harry stuck his head out too.

Words slowly emerged.

"Here we are, Fluorescent. Safe, two people, come and find."

"Harry!" said Hermione quickly, gripping her wand tightly. "Let's go find Ann!"

Harry nodded, holding his wand and stepping out of the range of the protective spell with Hermione.As soon as they stepped out, it seemed that they had passed through a transparent wall, and the lights and tents behind them disappeared immediately, and the two stood alone in the dark forest.

"Wait, I'll set up a sign." Hermione said, waving her wand to draw twice on a nearby tree, and a triangle of light disappeared into the trunk.

"Okay, lumos." The tip of Hermione's wand glowed white.

Harry's wand was already glowing.

"Let's go," said Harry.