94 hp Diagon Alley

, and assured him that he would take good care of it while he was away.The elf bowed low to Harry and Ron respectively, and even twitched comically at Hermione, perhaps trying to salute, before pulling out a large bunch of antique keys from under the dirty blanket.

Then several people smoothly entered Regulus' bedroom full of silver and green decorations.

They spent more than an hour searching every inch of the house, and were finally forced to conclude that Regulus had no clue about the other Horcruxes either.He was able to find the locket, perhaps only because Voldemort happened to "need a house-elf".

It was already early morning, and Ron nodded sleepily, leaning on Regulus' wardrobe.

"Do you know what I realized?" Hermione flipped through all Regulus's books in frustration, and put them back on the bookcase one after another, "Even if we find a Horcrux, with our ability It cannot be destroyed."

"...Yes...Yes." Ron, nodding at a high frequency, responded subconsciously.

"Did Dumbledore... teach you how to destroy a Horcrux? They solved the locket after all—" Hermione asked, yawning.

"Hermione, be quiet, I hear someone!" Harry listened carefully, his hands still raised, warning them not to speak.After a while, rustling sounds came from the porch downstairs.The three of them clenched their wands and stood behind the door, holding their breath.

The creaking of the old stairs came closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of their door.

The moment the man outside pushed open the door, three wands were pointed at his nose. "Hold on!" Harry said.

"Don't fire, it's me, Cedric!"

"Oh, thank goodness," said Hermione weakly.Ron lowered his wand too, but Harry didn't.

"Prove it!" he shouted.

The tall, handsome Auror stepped into the light, his hands still raised in a gesture of surrender.

"During the Triwizard Tournament, you revealed to me the content of the first level. As for the second level, I suggest you use the prefect's bathroom."

"Oh, yes," said Harry, lowering his wand, "but I have to check, don't I?"

"Mad-Eye would be proud of you," Cedric said. "I heard the Burrow was raided, and I thought you might be hiding here, so I came to have a look. Listen, there are two Death Eaters out there in the plaza—"

"—what?" Ron exclaimed.

"—I had to Apparate right up to the top of the front steps to make sure they didn't see me. There's no way they'd know you're here or they'd send more, but they're still here for some reason. Come downstairs with me first, Harry. It's not safe here now, Snape may reveal his position at any time, and the Death Eaters outside the door are staring at him again."

"But we have nowhere else to go," said Harry, "and Sirius is still here."

"As long as you are not in this house, Sirius is safe." Cedric changed his previous gentle image, glanced at the direction upstairs with concern, and then said firmly: "You stay here for a day, for him It means danger everywhere." He said and took out a note, "You can live in my house, this is another safe house arranged by Dumbledore before his death."

"But..." Harry looked at Cedric suspiciously, not feeling that Digory's house was any stronger than Sirius' house.

"You need help," whispered Cedric, and waved a few men to the window, and with his wands he drew the curtains a tiny slit, and the two men in long cloaks stared silently and vigilantly as usual. Houses 11 and 13. "No matter what tasks Dumbledore has left for you, members of the Order of the Phoenix need to do everything they can to keep you safe. So you need a temporary shelter until the day my house is exposed, Harry."

"Where are Mr. Diggory and Mrs. Diggory?" Looking at Ron who was ready to leave, Hermione asked.

"My parents have gone abroad, and the Department of Magical Beasts Management and Control has lost control over the management of werewolves..." Cedric hinted to them vaguely, "The situation in Britain is not as good as before, and I joined the Order of the Phoenix early. Dumbledore As soon as the accident happened, I sent them to Austria, where my mother has a distant relative."

Hermione agreed with the answer, but she looked to Harry for his opinion.

Harry's scar had been aching from time to time tonight, and Voldemort's rage had never ceased.He couldn't think of a better option, so he nodded to Cedric and smiled gratefully.

"Then, both the Portkey and the Floo Network have been monitored." Cedric smiled wryly, "I haven't returned to the Ministry yet, so I don't know what their plan is. But it seems that we have only one way. We will wait at the front door Apparate, remember to hold on to my arm—be careful not to be seen by them." He passed the note he had taken out earlier to Harry, Ron and Hermione in turn, "Remember this address, loyal Curse, I'm the Secret Keeper."

The three followed Cedric to the porch.Kreacher poked its sparse white-haired head out of the ground.

"Kreacher, promise me, take good care of Sirius and don't let him get hurt." Harry felt very guilty when he thought of his godfather's disappointed expression in the morning, and couldn't help but turn around and tell the elf.

The little elf, still dripping with tears and snot, bent over so hard that his big nose almost hit the floor.

"Wait a minute," Hermione slapped her forehead suddenly, and said softly, "I...I forgot to take something, I'll be back soon." She ran up the stairs quickly, and came down again after a while, the small The beaded pouch seems to be a bit heavier than before.

"Let's go. Grab my arm." Cedric was nervous.He opened the door of Black's old house with the smallest movement, stood on the steps one by one, and then let the people inside the door come out one by one.The four of them stuck close together, for fear that one of them would accidentally expose someone's elbow or heel. "Three, two, one."

It's another uncomfortable apparition journey, and four young wizards appear in an unfamiliar courtyard.Tall hedges and orchards hid the little house from Muggles.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione mentally recited the address on the note, and a house soon appeared in front of them.

This house is not the same as the Burrow.Very compact and regular, but still out of place with ordinary small houses in the countryside.The white brick walls are about four stories high, but with exaggerated spires on the roof, like a miniature castle or church, full of Elizabethan architecture.

"Welcome to Diggory's house." Cedric cast several protective spells as if obsessive-compulsive, and then turned to the three tired guests.

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Late at night on the wedding day, Ginny and Gwen were tossing and turning in the room.

"Can't sleep?" Gwen asked, looking at Ginny who was sighing softly on the opposite bed.

"I'm so worried about them." Ginny rolled over, looking at the low ceiling of the Burrow. "I wish they'd come back with word."

"You know the situation now," Gwen sat up, leaning back against the head of the bed, "everyone is being watched, and any way of transmitting information is dangerous."

"What about retractable ears?" Ginny asked. "I was going to give Harry one before they set off... I didn't expect the Death Eaters to come so soon..."

"I'm afraid not." Gwen said in a voice that was almost a whisper. "Just now, before going to bed, Fred and George studied for a while, and found that there was always a sizzle sound coming from the retractable ears—maybe it was also Ministry of Magic'," she uttered the words exaggeratedly and emphatically, "by what means was it monitored?"

Ginny sighed loudly, "It's the same as the Floo network... Ron has already said that the two of them are doing business with someone. Look at it now, such a convenient contact method is no longer available."

"Go to sleep, little girl." Gwen buried her head in the quilt, "Maybe there will be some new news tomorrow."

At the breakfast table the next day, everyone was silent.Because they're not sure what to say is safe.Lupine and Tonks had returned to their den last night after making sure the Weasleys were safe.Moody on the hospital bed was a little irritable. Since Cedric couldn't just send the Patronus to the Burrow to report, he didn't know whether his arrangement yesterday was perfectly executed.

After breakfast, a little guest suddenly appeared in the Burrow.

Dobby was Apparating directly to the room where Ron and Harry were staying before, so much so that it made the grunting ghoul squawk out of fear.Others in the house immediately ran up to the sixth floor from all corners.

"I have a message!"

"Hush—" George covered Gwen's screaming mouth, and Fred reined in the house-elf who was going to speak directly.Bill went downstairs and said that he would bring Mad-Eye up—"because this stinky room is the last place Death Eaters pay attention to".Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley yelled things like "My God, his pus is popped!" Cast soundproof magic on the surrounding area.

Moody was helped up the stairs by Bill, panting and looking terribly ill.But the moment he saw the elf on his ferocious face, he felt a lot more relaxed.Sitting down on Ron's bed, he didn't dislike the ghoul-stained sheet.

"Go ahead, Dobby." Moody rolled his magic eyes, and then signaled to the others that it was safe here now.

"I have come