war and peace

Among the stunned people, Boggs Chester was the first to react.He was standing by the doorway, watching the two camps quarreling with each other coldly.Then Hermione rushed past him, and he turned to see the Savior standing there perfectly.

Chester narrowed his eyes slightly.Harry was comforting Hermione at a loss, and the others were behind him, and no one noticed his expression.The Dark Lord said before that if he saw Harry Potter well, then he must be alive.To be honest, Chester had a bad premonition about what seemed to be something dangerous, but he couldn't influence the Dark Lord's decision.But even if the Dark Lord had said it, the Savior was undoubtedly alive and well now, so why wasn't he summoned?This is not normal, the Dark Lord himself said, he is the most loyal servant.

In front of a large group of members of the Order of the Phoenix, Dumbledore also paused.It is impossible not to be surprised, but doubts follow.Since the second half of last year, he had asked many people to check the castle, and he himself went to the arena, but he found no clues.Harry and Voldemort seemed to have evaporated from Hogwarts out of thin air, and the two living people disappeared like air.They had also guessed whether they had left the school through some secret passage or method, but it was undoubtedly not so fast - they had just entered the auditorium with their front feet, and Harry was there with their back feet, huh?Moreover, none of the members of the Order of the Phoenix that he arranged near the school issued an alarm that someone was approaching!As Dumbledore thought, his eyes flicked from Harry's dark circles to the hem of Harry's robe (where it seemed to be cut short, leaving his ankle exposed).

When Hermione explained the ins and outs of the matter, Harry immediately became anxious.They're gone for a year, and that delicate balance is upset.Harry couldn't imagine what would happen next if the soul fusion failed.Voldemort wasn't dead, but he couldn't say he was in a deep coma, for the same reason as before.Now, he couldn't control both the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters.But now is not the time to mess around...Harry looked around quickly, and an idea slowly came to his mind - procrastination.

"Very well, our work today has finally achieved some results." Chester spoke slowly and clearly. "Harry Potter," he scratched at the air and shook out a scroll of parchment. "This is an investigation order from the Ministry of Magic. I hope you will cooperate with our work."

Several reporters were already busy writing. When they heard what he said, they looked at each other, drew two strokes with quill pens, and continued writing.

Harry saw the tall, dark Kingsley Shacklebolt, and the round-faced Frank Longbottom, and found that Ron's father, Arthur Weasley, and Sirius were absent.The red-haired Weasley was clearly not particularly noticed by the Death Eaters, and Sirius wasn't a member of the Ministry of Magic.Of course Hermione would be on his side, but her persuasion was obviously not as good as the first two.It looked like he was going to be alone, and Harry cheered himself up and answered, trying to keep his voice steady and composed, "Yes, sir." He came down in a hurry, without a medicine chest.This means you have to have a good attitude, or you will end up being forced to drink Veritaserum.

There are only a few issues in the missing persons procedure: time, place, event.Harry gave the correct time and place, but he didn't say which floor it was on, or the real reason, except that he didn't know.He himself has not yet confirmed that Voldemort is out of danger, so it is not conducive to stabilizing the situation to speak out rashly.His level of lying is still not very good, but fortunately, Occlumency is very good - thanks to Merlin, Voldemort who helped him train this is a master of insanity.Although some people are very skeptical, they can only be skeptical.

"So," Chester tapped on the table with his fingertips, staring at Harry opposite. "What do you know about Tom Calder King and Mal Vironka Roald?"

They now occupied a long house table, with the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters sitting opposite each other.Harry sat in the middle of the high-backed chair that had been brought over from the teachers' bench.The reporter and the clerk sat behind him, and the sound of the quill scraping across the page made it difficult for Harry to concentrate.

"I don't know." Harry continued to bite the bullet and lie. "Hermione just said, I just found out." He knew that few people believed it, because there was a small rustle of whispered conversations in the crowd.

"That is to say, the last time you met was in Gryffindor Tower? You woke up and found yourself in a different place?" Chester repeated, his tone was factual, and there was not much doubt in it.

But Harry knew he was just acting, and it wasn't the first time he had seen Barty Crouch Jr. act.But now that he was riding a tiger, he could only nod his head. "I haven't seen Professor Roald since the exam." He added, feeling that he was thoughtful for once.

"Okay, I'm done asking." Chester turned to the others and announced his result. "The Ministry of Magic will send the best healer in St. Mungo's to give Harry Potter a full physical examination to make sure he has not suffered any injuries."

"Thank you, sir." Harry breathed a sigh of relief.Chester probably knew, but he didn't expose him.It looked like he was holding the Death Eaters side of the scene, at least temporarily, and everything behind him was coming at him.

Neither the Death Eaters nor the Order of the Phoenix made a statement, but the neutrals nodded. "Anyone else have a question?" Chester asked, but everyone knew he was addressing Dumbledore because he was looking in his direction.

Dumbledore hadn't said a word since the beginning, silent as a statue, but now he finally answered. "I have, Minister." Chester gestured that he could start.Then he turned his head and stared intently into Harry's eyes: "Harry, I just have one question, and I hope to hear a real answer."

Harry met his eyes.The latter's blue eyes were still sharp, but the previous feeling of being able to see everything disappeared—no, it wasn't that Dumbledore had changed, but the effect of his own Occlumency after he had learned it well. "Excuse me, Professor." To be honest, he was most worried about Dumbledore.No matter what Chester said, he would never be against Voldemort, but if Dumbledore knew about Voldemort's situation, maybe the Phoenix Society would not take advantage of it to attack... He had to nip all the possibility of war in the bud inside.

Dumbledore smiled slightly. "Hope it doesn't make it hard for you...Harry, do you say that entirely of your own volition?"

Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix immediately looked at each other in blank dismay.Dumbledore's question is very strange, because most people will ask at this time, "Are you sure that everything you said is true to what you know? There is no half false?"

This question is almost like saying "I know you're not telling the truth, I just want to know if you did it voluntarily".And Harry had never tried to keep such a lot of secrets, and he almost couldn't control his small movements of avoiding his eyes.But he defeated himself in the end, and the purpose of what he did was set from the beginning. "Yes, Professor." He glanced at Chester again, thinking that the latter would definitely not let it go.

"Very well." Dumbledore gave him one last deep look, "I'm fine now."

That night, Sirius, who received the news, rushed over from No. 12 Grimmauld Place.For this reason, and because Harry did not want to dine with a large number of members of the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts teachers (which would mean all kinds of stares and grilling), Hermione took food from the kitchen. Yes, the three of them were in the Gryffindor common room together.

Sirius was not at all interested in food.He looked at Harry carefully several times, and then began to complain loudly to the Minister of Magic, "St. Mungo's healer should be sent tonight! Soul and body separated for a year, really nothing will happen." Repercussions?"

Hermione hastily motioned him to keep his voice down.But Harry didn't care, his control over the castle was not as strong as Voldemort's, but it was no problem to control their words from being overheard by other people or portraits. "I'm fine," he explained, "it's just that my hands and feet didn't work very well at first." Sirius and Hermione's maintenance moved him very much.

Sirius muttered something uncomfortably, something that sounded like "If anything goes wrong with you I'm going to fuck him up".Then he pushed his own share of food in front of Harry: "Eat it all, Harry!"

"It seems to me that Harry grows while he sleeps," said Hermione pertinently. "Your robes are at least a few inches shorter." That said, but there was something hidden in the depths of her brown eyes. concerns.Voldemort was still in a coma, which was not good news, no wonder Harry refused to speak in public.She also now understood why Sirius didn't tell Dumbledore the reason for the split soul, just as she had guessed before.She really didn't want to upset the godfather who loved Harry so much.

Harry could tell from her expression that she was worried that speaking out would offend Sirius.That's right, it's good that his godfather didn't directly rush forward to do his best, not to mention his amiable face. "Really?" Harry followed Hermione's words, "I haven't noticed yet." Looking up and seeing two large servings of creme brulee pudding, his eyebrows furrowed.He must eat to death...

Sirius leaned on his chin, watching his godson, whom he had not seen for a long time, finish eating.He felt that there were still some things his godson hadn't told him, just to keep him from worrying.Take the Death Eaters, for example. Judging from Voldemort's habit of keeping all kinds of back tricks, it is impossible for him to put himself in danger unprepared.That said, some Death Eaters should have been notified beforehand.Those people were probably going to be bad for Harry... he had to watch his godson 24 hours a day!

Meanwhile, the principal's office.Several main members of the Order of the Phoenix were inside, discussing intensely.

"Now is a great opportunity!" Kingsley-Shacklebolt said, "Harry is back, and Voldemort is still missing."

"Are you sure that Voldemort isn't lurking somewhere, just waiting for us to strike first?" Frank Longbottom objected, "Harry said he didn't know at all—what if it was the other party's trick?" Neville I have a very good impression of Harry and Roald, and I don't have any negative thoughts about Tom.He believed in his son, and Harry didn't appear to be under the Imperius Curse, nor was there a trace of the Dark Arts.Taking a step back, if they had been duped, his guess was more likely to be true.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.There were clearly doubts about the veracity of what Harry had said, but they were afraid to bring it up.The Savior voluntarily lied, that is, he voluntarily defended those two dubious people—no, one.If you say it, it will confirm your doubts, and the morale of the army will be quite shaken.

"Should we ask Harry again?" said Lupine at last. "Maybe... it's the reporter's problem?" He added without confidence.He had been staying at 12 Grimmauld Place, and had come with Sirius after receiving the news.

Dumbledore was standing on the stairs next to the bookshelf, his back turned to them, looking for a book.While everyone was discussing, he kept searching quickly.At this moment he finally stopped, and everyone looked at him. "It's not just us who want to know, the other side will want to know even more. The patrols inside and outside Hogwarts will be strengthened tonight. I guess they will have large-scale operations in the next few days." He closed the book with a snap.He will soon know whether Harry's choice is right or wrong.

Just as Chester landed in the office of the Minister of Magic, several fast letters floated out through the fireplace of the Floo network.He flipped through it roughly, no doubt they were all asking about the Dark Lord's whereabouts.The volume of Bellatrix's voice was almost approaching that of Howler, and it was so sharp that it gave him a headache—he wanted to know the answer to this question himself.But St. Mungo's treatment had to come before that.There are probably some small problems with Harry, but if the Dark Lord returns, it would be a big mistake not to deal with matters related to the Savior, no matter how trivial.And the Order couldn't beat them to getting the Savior to tell the truth, as it had done a long time ago.

"Three days later, at midnight, in the Forbidden Forest." Chester replied to these letters in unison, and the one sent to Harry used a very small owl with an invisibility spell cast on it.Although he didn't write anything except the time and place, he believed that the savior would definitely understand him and would definitely come.