Indeed, Fudge is not the kind of person who can hold his breath. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

If the Ministry of Magic really had such a powerful weapon, he would have used it against Dumbledore in the first place.

But if it's not weapons, what are the members of the Order of the Phoenix guarding at the Ministry of Magic?

Or rather, what exactly did Voldemort want?

Ever since his resurrection, he has disappeared, hiding in the shadows, but here in Norway and the Ministry of Magic, he is plotting something.

What happened in Norway, Evan didn't know, but he knew that the Ministry of Magic was here about the prophecy memory ball, and Voldemort wanted to figure out why he failed through it, and from this point of view, because he took death too seriously, he seemed to be a person who particularly believed in "fate".

No sooner had they reached the bar than the bar owner flashed sideways through a back door and greeted them.

Aberforth was a grumpy-looking old man, with a large pile of long gray hair and a beard, vaguely similar to Dumbledore, tall and thin, with almost identical eyes, but a shorter beard and much harder lines on his face.

I have to say that this is another outlier of an ancient pure-blood family, with the title of a weirdo.

"What do you want?" he muttered, seemingly surprised that Evan and the others were here, but his eyes swept quickly.

He lingered on the scar on Harry's forehead for a moment, then looked at Evan again.

"Five bottles of Butterbeer, please. Hermione said quickly.

He bent down and pulled out three dusty, filthy bottles from under the counter and placed them on the bar.

"Ten sicos. He said.

"Shall I come, do you have a larger box upstairs?" said Aven, handing over the coin, "We have a private party in a moment, and there are a lot of people coming, and it may not be convenient to sit downstairs." ”

"No, this place is the biggest, and the upper floors are all guest rooms!" Aberforth replied rudely, placing the money that Evan had given him into an old wooden cash cabinet, and the drawer slid open automatically, swallowing the money inside.

"This guy has such a bad attitude, as if someone is really going to live here. ”

A few people picked up their butterbeers and quickly retreated to a table farthest from the bar and sat down, looking around.

At this point, the man wrapped in a dirty gray bandage banged on the counter with his knuckles, did not speak, but soon got a smoking drink from the bar owner.

"That's not a bad thing, is it, what do you think?" Ron suddenly looked at the bar with great enthusiasm and muttered, "We can order whatever we want here, I dare say that guy will definitely sell us everything, he doesn't care so much." To be honest, I've always wanted to try hot whiskey......"

"Don't forget, you're a prefect, Ron!" Hermione said viciously.

"Oh!" said Ron, the smile on his face faded, "yes, you have to lead by example." ”

"Who have you contacted to meet us?" asked Harry, unscrewing the rusty cap of his Butterbeer bottle and taking a long sip, "I informed Neville, Dean, Hufflepuff's Ernie, and the rest of the team, as well as Autumn, who I met alone on the court the other day......"

"Speaking of which, we know a few people who are pretty much the same. Hermione said and looked at her watch, looking anxiously towards the door, "I told Lavender and Parvati, of course, Lavender already knew about it from Ron, I estimate that there may be a dozen people who can come, most of them are from Gryffindor House." ”

"I told the Frobisher siblings, and I think they're more reliable!" Colin said, "and my brother." ”

"I'm here mainly with a few first-year students that I think I can trust, after all, I've been in contact with them a bit more lately. Evan said, opening his bottle of Butterbeer as well, "Well, there's Luna." ”

Many people in the school knew Aiwen, but not many people Aiwen knew.

He doesn't usually have much time for social activities, and he can't even recognize people his own age, let alone students in other grades!

"By the way, I told Astoria Greengrass about it after Charms class the other day, and she seemed interested. ”

"Astoria Greengrass?!" Hermione was stunned for a moment, "You mean the pure-blooded Greengrass family?"

"Aven, you actually informed the Slytherin people!" several people looked at her in surprise.

"yes, Slytherin aren't all bad people, are they?" said Evan disapprovingly, knowing why they were so surprised, "I've been in contact with Astoria a few times, and it's not bad. ”

"But......" Ron hesitated for a moment before continuing, "but she's a Slytherin!"

"As long as you're willing to stand up against Voldemort, I think it's all on our side. "Slytherin is also part of Hogwarts, and not all Slytherins support Voldemort." ”

Judging by Harry and Ron's expressions, they were unimpressed by Aven's explanation.

Just then, the door to the bar opened, and a thick, dusty sunlight split the room in two, and in a blink of an eye it disappeared again, blocked by a large crowd of people who had rushed in.

Neville, Dean and Lavender were the first to enter, followed by Parvati and Padma Petyer, and Cho and one of her chattering girlfriends, and then Luna, who walked in alone, in a trance, as if she had walked in by accident, and she stood in the doorway for a long time to get used to it, as if she realized what was going on.

She was followed by Katie, Aliya and Angelina from the Gryffindor team, as well as this year's new replacements, Richie and Demirza.

Because of this time of training, they are now familiar with Harry and Ron.

Then there were Kate and the three first-graders, who walked in timidly, seemingly frightened by the pig's head bar costume.

There's also Colin's younger brother, Dennis, who is almost as short as a first-grader.

He was accompanied by the Frobisher siblings, who had apparently been well dressed.

After a few seconds, Hufflepuff's Ernie and Justin arrived, followed by Hannah, and a Hufflepuff girl whose name Evan couldn't name, with a long braid dragging on her back.

Then there were the three Ravenclaw boys, named Anthony, Michael, and Terry, and Ginny, who were probably told by Ginny.

Unlike a few other people, Ginny is very popular in school and knows a lot of people.

Behind her was a tall, lanky yellow-haired boy with an upturned nose, who and Ginny held hands as if they were members of the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, but Evan couldn't remember the name.

Judging from the action of holding hands between the two, it seems that the relationship with Ginny is not so simple......

At the end of the line were Fred, George and their friend Lee Jordan, all three holding large paper bags full of things they bought at Jokowi's joke shop.