Neville, who was knocked unconscious, was spotted in the corner of the Gryffindor common room after his first class in the morning.

Just after Christmas, the Weasley brothers dressed him up as a Christmas tree full of presents as they were leaving.

I have to say that it was fruitful and lasted a lot of time.

After being rescued, Neville didn't bother to get rid of the streamers completely, and stumbled to Professor McGonagall's office to report the situation.

"Minerva!"

At Hogwarts Castle, there was a sharp knock on the door outside the Headmaster's office.

"Please come in. Professor McGonagall said through the door.

The man pushed the door open, his long black hair draped over his sides like a curtain, and in the middle was a grayish-yellow face and dark eyes.

Severus Snape.

"Gryffindor's Weasley, Potter, and Granger didn't come to my Potions class today. Snape said with a gloomy face.

At the time of hearing the last name.

Professor McGonagall's eyebrows twisted and twitched in notice.

"I went to Flitwick again. ”

"The Weasley twins are gone, too. Snape said coldly.

"I have to add a Ravenclaw Lovegood. ”

This was learned from Professor Sputlau.

This is enough to prove that there is a planned, organized truancy.

Professor McGonagall felt an ominous premonition rise in her psyche.

The eagle's eyebrows tangled.

The first reaction was not to be angry, but to think about it.

Hermione's presence gave her reason to wonder about the truth of Harry's previous words.

"The Ministry, the Ministry—" Professor McGonagall muttered, her brow furrowed, remembering what Harry had said not long ago.

Snape's hands were behind his back, his face expressionless.

If what Harry said was true, it might be deadly enough.

She glanced at Snape at this time, and the man looked as usual, not seeing anything for the time being.

"Everybody deducts 100 points for their house. Professor McGonagall said coldly.

In an instant, in the huge hourglass that recorded the score of the House Cup, Gryffindor's hourglass score dropped directly to the bottom.

Slytherin was far ahead.

"Also, Severus, come with me, and call Filius. Professor McGonagall immediately got up and prepared to walk out the door.

"There are no classes taught by teachers, so I study on my own for the time being. Professor McGonagall quickly made the arrangements.

The clanging sound of silver jewelry slamming suddenly came from outside the door.

Trelawney, wearing her strange ornaments, slammed open the wooden door of Professor McGonagall's office.

"I'm going too. Professor Trelawney said with some wincing, waving his hands, looking a little scared.

"You?" Professor McGonagall's eyes narrowed.

"If we're unlucky, we might have some fighting—" Professor McGonagall stopped before she could finish her sentence.

As soon as she heard the word battle, Professor Trelawney's feet subconsciously softened, and it was Professor Flitwick who had just arrived who lifted her at the door to prevent her from falling.

"I'll take care of it," Trelawney said stubbornly, even so.

"Sybil, you're not good at fighting. Professor McGonagall said sternly.

"I have a hunch that something big will happen in the near future that will upend the wizarding world, and I want to make a prophecy that will lead us in the right direction. ”

"What?" Professor McGonagall's face was shocked.

Although she had always disliked Trelawney's prophecy, for some reason, Professor McGonagall did not sarcastically mock her this time.

Then she glanced at the old clock hanging on the wall. The rusty pointer on it was telling her that she couldn't waste any more time.

Even if everything is fake, then you can't let a few students leave the school, and the current wizarding world is not peaceful at all.

"If you want to come, come with yourself," her majestic gaze swept over Trelawney's body as she stepped out of the office, Flitwick and Snape following closely behind.

And all this is unknown to everyone who has arrived at the entrance of the magic department.

The network of Floo fans is much faster than their broomsticks.

With a "click", the transparent glass door of the phone booth was opened.

The group crept in, and the boys crowded around the edges to make room for the girls.

"6...2...4...4...2..."Hermione's arm reached for the dial and dialed the number.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what to do. ”

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Luna Lovegood. Hermione spoke very quickly, racing against the clock.

"We were summoned by Principal Pierce Hinkenes to provide information to the current Minister of Magic, Lady Dolores Umbridge. She lied with an unchanging face.

Fred and George quietly gave their thumbs up, and Luna stared at the strange phone intently.

"Thank you. The cold voice said.

"Guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes. ”

Six badges slipped out of the metal chute that was supposed to be used to exit the coin. Hermione picked them up, picked them up, and gave them to her companions.

"Guests of the Ministry of Magic, you will need to be screened at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The security desk is located at the end of the main hall. ”

"Got it!" Harry exclaimed, his scar feeling a sudden pain, "Can we move now?"

The floor of the phone booth shook suddenly, the sidewalk outside rose past the window, the darkness closed over their heads, and with a dull grinding sound, they descended into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

A thin golden ray shone on their feet, widening and moving towards them.

In such a confined space, Harry grabbed his wand and crouched down as far as he could, peering through the glass to see if anyone was waiting for them in the main hall, but the main hall seemed empty. The light was dimmer than daylight, and there was no fire in the mantelpiece embedded in the wall, but when the elevator came to a steady stop, he saw that the golden symbol was still writhing irregularly on the dark blue canopy.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a nice night. The woman's voice said.

The door to the phone booth slammed open, and Harry staggered out, followed by the Weasley brothers, then Hermione and Luna, and finally Ron.

The only sound that could be heard in the main hall was the constant rush of water from the wands of witches and witches, the arrowheads of centaurs, the tips of fairy hats, and the ears of house-elves, falling into the circular pool.

They ran towards the security checkpoint, where there was a man seated, hidden under a cloak.

An invisible wall blocked their path, as if hitting an inflatable sphere, bouncing them back a few steps.

"Alright, truant students, it's time to go back to class. Some sleepy and tired sounds came from the cloak.

Then he took off his cloak and revealed his true face.

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