After dropping these two extremely indecent words, Lyle left without looking back, which was very much in line with his style, as the saying goes, "A gentleman will never stand under the collapse of the Tower of London".

It is also known as running away after pretending to be forced, which is really exciting.

With Lyle's knowledge of the Longbottom family, if he delayed it for a few more minutes, and by the time Mrs. Longbottom in the house knew what he had done to Neville, something very bad would surely befall him.

It may be too much to kill, but it's right to be half dead.

"Phew!"

After taking a sip, Harry watched Lyle drift away with a good face, and he was extremely contemptuous, just this kind of person can be a teacher and teach people tirelessly?

It's almost as bad as destroying people.

He turned his head to look at Neville, wondering if Lyle's last words had made a difference, Neville was much quieter, and he sat there holding Lyle's dropped notebook, reading intently.

Harry poked his head out and looked at the notebook, which was basically cut and pasted from old newspapers, with some news from the past, and at the beginning of the section was some news about Neville's parents, such as the capture of a notorious Death Eater in a certain place on a certain day, or the fact that they had escaped an ambush and siege against them.

In the midst of all this news, Harry could occasionally see messages from his parents, and he couldn't help but be a little confused: was that the only wizard who dared to rebel against Voldemort in those days?

The time span of the news was not large, and it soon came to March 1981. For people now, this point in time means that Voldemort's dark reign will end in more than half a year, but for people at that time, it is like the darkness before dawn, deep and bottomless, and the dawn of victory is far away.

There will be no people who say "Comrades, hold on any longer, the more than ten years of resistance against Japanese aggression are coming to an end, and Voldemort will fall in half a year".

"Neville. ”

It had been quiet for a few minutes, and Harry was a little unaccustomed to it, so he shouted.

“......”

Neville didn't respond, his eyes fixed on every word, every letter in the old newspaper, and the words in his mouth.

"Alas......"

Harry sighed silently, looking at Neville with some helplessness, watching him memorize all the news in the newspaper and memorize it in his head, and he didn't know what to say.

Happy families are always alike, and unhappy families have their own misfortunes.

It suddenly occurred to him that he understood why, of all his friends, Neville was the one he felt closest to, perhaps because they all had an unhappy past.

"I'll go in and get some snacks and drinks. ”

Harry got up and said, "Actually, this matter is just a passing, the main purpose is to tell Neville's grandmother what happened here, maybe her old man will find a way to free Neville.

Neville remained silent, much to Harry's uneasiness, but he ran back into the house and told Mrs. Longbottom everything.

In fact, before he could finish his sentence, and only when Neville already knew the truth about his parents' murder, the old woman sprang up from her seat with astonishing agility and rushed out of the room.

"Neville ?!!!"

Mrs. Longbottom's shouts from the door were no longer composure and steady, but there was a sense of panic at a loss.

Hearing this, Harry paused for a moment, and then suddenly had a very bad premonition in his heart, he walked quickly to the door, glanced at Luna, who was also coming over, and then moved his gaze to the bottom of the big tree more than ten meters away.

Neville is gone!

Neville, who was supposed to be sitting under the tree, memorizing the news in his notebook, was gone just over a minute or so when Harry returned to the house!

It was all too sudden, but it's not impossible to think about it.

Harry felt a lot of regret and guilt, he knew very well how bad Neville's mental state was, not that he was wrong to go back to the house to report Mrs. Longbottom, but that he was still not thoughtful enough to careless.

"I'm sorry, Mrs. Longbottom, I ......"

Harry tried to apologize to Mrs. Longbottom, but she ignored it, pulled out his wand, and waved it in the air a few times. Then, a glass ball, the size of an adult's palm, flew out of the room, almost hitting Harry's head, causing him to crouch down in fright.

This should be...... Flying Spell?

Harry stared at the orb of glass in front of him that nearly blew his head in the air, thinking uncertainly, and at the same time answering his long-standing question of how to fight the Death Eaters without using dark magic.

At the same time, it is easy to see why Professor Flitwick was able to become a dueling champion at a young age.

It's not just dark magic that can kill opponents.

Never.

Harry looked at Mrs. Longbottom expectantly, there was a divination class in the third year of Hogwarts electives, including crystal ball divination, which even Muggles knew.

Divination and prophecy, such metaphysical things, are not ordinarily powerful for children like Harry.

I saw Mrs. Longbottom holding the glass ball in one hand, and with the other hand, she waved her wand and tapped the glass ball a few times, so that a picture appeared on the surface of the sphere—

Aerial view of the Neville house and its surroundings.

Looking up at the sky, Harry saw nothing, but he believed that something must be in the sky, like a camera invented by Muggles, recording the scene below, which was almost the wizard's version of a surveillance recorder.

Looking at the footage on the glass ball, due to the scope of the surveillance, Harry could only see how Neville got up and left the area not long after he entered the house, knowing that he was leaving on his own rather than being coerced, and that he was leaving towards the east, and nothing else.

"Let's go find Neville. Harry looked in the direction Neville had left and said, "It's too late to catch up, he won't go far." ”

"Nope. ”

Mrs. Longbottom shook her head and said, "I think I already know where he went." As for ...... now," she returned to the house with the glass ball, looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and said to Harry and Luna, "Let's settle the lunch problem first." ”

"But ......"

Harry stopped talking.

"After we finished lunch, we brought the cake and went to Neville. ”

Mrs. Longbottom said in a tone of incommittal beak, and in the face of the same seriousness and toughness as Professor McGonagall, Harry subconsciously chose to follow his heart.

"Okay. ”

He nodded helplessly, praying in his heart that Neville would have a safe journey, but then again, with Neville's physical fitness, even if he was hit by a car, the more seriously injured car owner was probably the owner......

"Luna, we ...... Hey, Luna???!!!"

Well, another person is missing, what the hell is going on today?

Harry, who was about to turn thirteen, had a pained look on his face......