Another relaxing and enjoyable Saturday.

Harry Potter is sitting by the window of the Gryffindor common room, munching on Bibi Beans while completing his homework for Herb class.

His bright green eyes reflected the golden sunset outside the window.

Neville and Seamus, sitting next to him, were discussing a piece of news from last night.

"I heard that Azkaban has been attacked again!"

"Oh my God, I remember that Azkaban has been attacked many times in recent years, and this time it was a mysterious man?"

"I don't know, it's not mentioned in the news...... It is said that the Minister for Magic and Professor Dumbledore have rushed over early this morning. ”

"That's right, man. Ron patted Harry on the shoulder, "Have you read the new announcement?"

"The one who forbids leaving the common room at night?" Harry asked casually, stunned, "I saw it when I was having lunch." ”

"Yes......" Ron couldn't help but sigh, "I don't know why it suddenly became so strict, as long as you go out after eight o'clock at night, you will be expelled from school directly?"

"I don't know. Harry shook his head, and he speculated, "It could have something to do with the attack on Azkaban?"

"yes, it's possible!" Ron agreed, "I saw Tonks and Lupin just afternoon, and a couple of Aurors I can't name, who all looked like they were here to guard the castle. Professor Dumbledore seems to be worried that the castle might be attacked when he leaves Hogwarts!"

Harry was about to say something, but just then, Hermione squeezed into the seat between him and Ron, with a very determined expression on her face, which made people uncomfortable to look at.

"I want to talk to you, Harry. Hermione said with a serious face.

"What are you talking about?" Harry just felt a little confused.

"It's about ......"

Before Hermione Granger could finish her sentence, a bright red and gold light suddenly flashed, and then a bird the size of a crane appeared beside them.

"Fawkes?" exclaimed Harry, apparently recognizing the bird's identity.

The phoenix shook her body slightly, and a feather fluttered from her body before falling into Harry Potter's hands.

Harry only felt that as he touched the feather, his mind began to recall Albus Dumbledore's voice.

"Harry!" Hermione's expression suddenly became more serious, "What's the matter, how did this phoenix come to you?"

"It's Professor Dumbledore. Harry hurriedly replied, "He told me to go to his office now, the sooner the better!"

Harry and Ron looked at each other.

Ron whispered, "Professor Dumbledore...... Hasn't he already gone to Azkaban?"

"But Phoenix can't be fake, it's better to go and see it, isn't it?" said Harry, leaping to his feet, "Sorry, Hermione, I'm sorry for the company." ”

He took a few steps out of the room, and then, as if remembering something, ran in the direction of the dormitory, shouting, "Professor Dumbledore told me to bring a map of the living spots." ”

Harry then hurried out of the common room and scurried down the eighth floor.

He didn't encounter anyone along the way, except for Peeves flying towards him, giggling as usual while throwing chalk heads at Harry, dodging Harry's defensive charm.

After Peeves' disappearance, there was silence in the hallway, fifteen minutes before eight o'clock, the bell for curfew was about to strike, and most of the students had returned to the common room.

Harry strode forward, turning into the hallway leading to Dumbledore's office, where the stone monster was a lone guard. Harry shouted the command at the monster and sprinted up the moving spiral staircase in one step.

The door to the principal's office was open—

......

"Professor Dumbledore!" Harry touched the doorknob lightly, and then broke in with some recklessness.

Then, he was stunned there—

Albus Dumbledore was not in the office......

What's more, there is also a face in this office that he is very familiar with, and even often dreams about.

Harry couldn't help but rub his eyes.

Joan...... Jon?" he muttered, "This...... How could it be!"

"Good evening, Harry. Jon Hart said calmly, "I know you must be surprised right now, but there's not much time to explain......"

"You're not...... ...... in Little Hangleton I saw ...... with my own eyes," Harry stammered, as if he hadn't heard Jon's words at all, "Wormtail...... He killed you......"

"Listen to me, Harry. Jon walked over to Harry and patted him on the shoulder, "I wasn't dead, it was just Professor Dumbledore's plan, I'm sorry I didn't tell you the truth about it in order to hide it from the mysterious man." ”

"So what have you been doing in the past two years...... Jon ......"

"I'm working for Professor Dumbledore, in another way, but it's hard to tell. ”

"And a few months ago...... That...... ...... Gryffindor Tower," Harry continued to stammer, "What I saw......"

"yes, I'm sorry, I accidentally scared you that time. Jon nodded, then said with a serious face, "Harry, if I have time, I'll spend an evening telling you everything, but right now, we don't have much time!"

Harry nodded a little smugly, "What are we going to do, Jon?"

"Professor Dumbledore needs our help now!" Jon said with a serious face, "By the way, Harry, did you bring your map of the living point?"

Harry quickly pulled out an old, blank piece of parchment from his pocket.

Opening the parchment and laying it flat on the desk in Dumbledore's office, he drew his wand, whispered in his voice, "I solemnly swear that I have done nothing good!"

The ink lines on the parchment begin to stretch little by little, and a complete map of Hogwarts emerges.

Jon searched the map with a solemn face, focusing on the location of the eighth floor.

"What are we going to do, Jon?" asked Harry, puzzled.

"Don't worry......" Jon shook his head calmly, "...... Look, they're coming!"

On the map of the living spot, where the Room of Requirement is located, a name emerges -

"Draco Malfoy. ”

"Malfoy?" Harry couldn't help but frown.

Then, a second name appeared in front of them, clearly visible—

"Tom Riddle. ”