Jingyan of HP

The sound insulation effect of the tent was pretty good, but the screams and cries from outside still came in. One could imagine how loud the noise was and how panicked the crowd was.

Everyone gathered in the living room, and after a brief argument, Grindelwald and Snape went out to check the situation, leaving Dumbledore and Cheng Jingyan to protect the children.

The two children were a little nervous by the screams outside the tent, Cheng Jingyan went into the kitchen and worked for a while, took out several cups of hot chocolate, and gave each of them a cup.

Dumbledore took a big sip from his cup and said with a smile: "Children, don't worry, there are us adults around and no one can hurt you."

Cheng Jingyan is still not used to his young face, but now is not the time to worry about it.He found the leftover bomb from the space and placed it on the coffee table, staring at the tent door with full vigilance.

The two who went out to investigate soon came back.

Grindelwald looked relaxed, but Snape's expression was not very good-looking.

"We can't stay here anymore. Let's use the Portkey to go home immediately." He said eagerly, "Yan, put your things away. Someone outside has fired the Dark Mark, and some dark wizards—most likely lurking after the battle The Death Eaters - parading outside, the Ministry of Magic has gone to maintain order, it is not suitable for Albus to show up in this state, and it is not convenient for us to bring two children."

Cheng Jingyan nodded, "Let's go out first, and I'll put the tent in directly from the outside."

They were out the door immediately.Cheng Jingyan directly put the tent into the space under the astonished eyes of the old and the young. Fortunately, the size of the tent is not too big, so he put it in after all, but the vegetables in his space will be crushed a lot.

"Yan, is that... the size of your interspatial bag?" Harry asked curiously.

"I'll explain to you when I get back." Cheng Jingyan directly took out the key to the door leading to Spider's End Alley, and led everyone back home.

After returning to Spider's End, Snape was ahead of Cheng Jingyan and explained his space as the Chinese space equipment given by Cheng's father, so he fooled it.Cheng Jingyan laughed at the side without saying a word, who knows what kind of space equipment his father has, at least he has never seen it.

After all this tossing, the children were very tired, and immediately went back to their room to sleep under Cheng Jingyan's urging.

The four adults stayed in the living room.

"We have to analyze what happened just now, Severus, what was the specific situation when you went out to check?" Dumbledore asked seriously.

Snape said with a sullen face: "Those people are all wearing cloaks and wearing Death Eater masks, but they shouldn't be all Death Eaters. There won't be so many Death Eaters left after the war. I guess those people are just too emotional. Jing Xing just made fun of those Muggle camp administrators. Huh, there are always some die-hard pure-blood supporters looking forward to reappearing the era of that man's rule."

Grindelwald added: "Two Dark Marks appeared, but they were not in the same direction. When those people marched with those Muggles, I took a closer look. They should have been organized temporarily. Their team It doesn't look like it was planned."

Dumbledore pondered for a while, stood up and said goodbye: "I have to go back, the specific information will have to wait for tomorrow's Daily Prophet, I will ask others, and I will inform you tomorrow when I have news." Devore Apparated away together.

"Sev? What are you thinking?" Seeing his lover in a daze, Cheng Jingyan leaned over and hugged him and asked.

He shook his head, "It's okay, I'm just wondering if those people have anything to do with the few who escaped from prison."

"Whether it matters or not," Cheng Jingyan said with a smile, "Anyway, you don't have that damn mark anymore, as long as you don't provoke them, they won't be able to find you. With so many weapons, what are you afraid of with me around? What's more, now that we have another former Dark Lord on our side, the chances of winning are even greater."

Snape thought of Grindelwald, and his face became strange, "That old bee actually fought with the German Dark Lord... Could it be that Grindelwald deliberately lost to him in their decisive battle back then?"

"Very likely..." Cheng Jingyan nodded seriously, "Leave them alone, are you hungry? It's been a long time since dinner, shall I cook something?"

Snape nodded subconsciously.

The next day's Daily Prophet devoted a great deal of space to describing the horrors of the previous night.

Over breakfast Harry muttered while biting a bun: "The Ministry of Magic is in a panic... criminals not caught... law and order lax... dark wizards at large... disgrace to the country - oh, listen Listen to this passage: Those wizards were panicking, holding their breath waiting for news by the edge of the woods, hoping for comfort from the Ministry of Magic. Sadly, they were greatly disappointed. Shortly after the appearance of the Dark Mark, a Ministry official showed up, Declaring that no one was harmed, but refusing to say more. It remains to be seen whether his words will be enough to quell rumors that several bodies were brought out of the woods an hour later."

The bun in his hand fell to the dining table.The child's big green eyes were wide open, "How many corpses?!"

Draco said casually: "Harry, look at the reporter's signature, Rita Skeeter, oh, how can you believe her words?"

Cheng Jingyan added a spoonful of porridge to Harry's bowl, "Harry! How many times have I told you that you are not allowed to read newspapers while eating!"

"Oh..." Harry obediently put down the newspaper and buried himself in the porridge.After a while, he suddenly raised his hand to cover his forehead, "Oh, it hurts..."

All eyes turned.Cheng Jingyan went over and pulled his hand away to see that the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"It hurts! Sigh, it hurts..." Harry burst into tears in pain, and he raised his hand to scratch his scar.

Cheng Jingyan quickly grabbed his hand, "Don't scratch it, let me see." He gently rubbed the child's scar, "Is it better?"

"Well, I still need to knead..." The child rubbed his hand pitifully.

Snape stood up and stepped over, took out his wand and cast a few medical checks on him, but then found that the tests all showed that he was healthy.

Seeing Harry nestled in Cheng Jingyan's arms and about to rub it, Draco was suddenly jealous. He ran over a few steps, grabbed Harry into his arms and helped him rub his forehead, and then looked at Cheng Jingyan with a serious face. Say, "Don't stare at me! Don't you think it's time to ask the Headmaster to see Harry?"

Cheng Jingyan glanced at him viciously, and went upstairs to get his QQ to contact Dumbledore.

Snape took a bottle of painkiller for Harry to drink, and asked him, "Have you ever been in pain before?"

Harry nodded, "It hurt once during the summer vacation, but it's gone after that."

"What else was there?" Snape stared at his increasingly red and swollen scar. "Did the potion work?"

Harry smiled sweetly at him, "It doesn't seem to hurt much, thank you, Professor."

Snape froze for a moment, turned his face to the side, and said stiffly: "Don't change the subject, I just asked you what else happened at that time, answer me!"

Harry shivered and said, "No, it's nothing, I just had a nightmare..."

Snape turned his gaze immediately, "Describe your dream!"

Harry thought hard for a long time, "I dreamed that Peter Pedilou was scolded by a person sitting on a chair in a very old house, but I didn't see what that person looked like... that person Mentioning my name, he asked Pediru to take me back, and they killed a Muggle!" The more Harry said, the paler his face became, "Pedilou still called him 'Master'!"

Draco gasped in horror.

Snape's face was extremely ugly, he glared at Harry and roared, "Why didn't you say that?! Did Mr. Potter think that he could defeat the Dark Lord without anyone's help?!"

Harry cringed into Draco's arms and whispered, "But, it was just a dream, wasn't it? I, I mean, there's no need to bother anyone with a dream of mine..."

Snape looked at him coldly for a while, then asked, "When did you have that dream?"

"I, I can't remember, Professor, it seems to be the day before Sirius picked me up and went back to Black's house..." Harry said aggrievedly.

Snape stood up without a word, took a Pensieve from a cabinet and placed it in front of Harry.He took out his wand, stuck the tip into Harry's hair, and pressed it against his temple, "Recall the whole process of that dream in your mind, Potter, and I'm going to take your memory out."

Harry sat upright, with a serious expression on his small face, and he closed his eyes tightly.

At this time, Cheng Jingyan had already contacted Dumbledore and came downstairs. When he saw the battle, he asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Draco stared at him sternly, and put a finger to his lips to signal him not to speak.

After a while, Snape slowly removed his wand, and carefully placed the silver memory wrapped around the tip into the Pensieve.

"Sev? What happened?" Cheng Jingyan walked over to look at the silvery white memory in the basin.

Snape shook his head, "Let's talk about it together when Albus comes, your little savior will never make people feel at ease."

Cheng Jingyan smiled dryly, and turned his head to care about Harry who was still teary from the pain.

Dumbledore soon brought Grindelwald over.He still kept his youthful look, cheerful and relaxed.

Before he could ask what happened, Snape eagerly made them both look down at the Pensieve.

As soon as he saw the dilapidated room in Harry's memory, Dumbledore quickly turned his head to look at Mrs. Snape, "That's the Riddle House. Lucius and I went there to investigate."

Both of them understood what the Riddle House meant, and their faces became more serious.

The bald little man standing in front of the fireplace in the Riddle Mansion was undoubtedly the escaped Peter Pedilou.But for some reason, the Lestrange couple who escaped with him disappeared.

There was a high-backed chair in front of Pedillo. Due to the angle, they could only see the high back of the chair.A cold, shrill voice came from behind the chair: "Where is Nagini?"

"I—I don't know, Master," said Pedillo nervously. "I think it's been looking around the house..."

really!Everyone glanced at each other, knowing that it was Voldemort who had disappeared for a long time.

The ensuing conversation between the two of them allowed them to confirm that what happened at the Quidditch World Cup camp last night was indeed related to Voldemort.

The picture suddenly distorted, probably because Harry didn't remember clearly. When the picture returned to calm, Voldemort was asking Pediru to bring Harry to him.

Then a giant snake almost twelve feet long slid in.

The screen was distorted again.

Then they saw the body of an old Muggle lying on the floor.The high-backed chair had been turned around, but Pediru was in front of it, and they couldn't see the person sitting in it.

Harry's memory ended here.

The author has something to say: If there is no accident, this article will end after Harry's fourth grade, but I haven't decided what to write in Xinkeng, so annoying. If I write HP, I am afraid that everyone will be tired of aesthetics. Write HP, I don't know what to write...

If I still write HP, will you read it...

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Girls, I'm sorry, I made a mistake again... the time of saving manuscripts has changed to 3011 again... I regret...