Christmas is over, and the Hogwarts students are back on the Hogwarts Express after spending the holidays with their parents.

Most of them are dusty.

The dinner at the end of Christmas was also quite sumptuous, and they feasted on it at their long tables.

Predictably, the house-elves must have put in the hard work again.

But Hermione didn't have time to care.

If Voldemort's plot succeeds.

The future of most wizards and Muggles is not necessarily much better than that of house-elves.

The three of them sat restlessly at the long table, and only ate two bites in a relaxed manner.

That day at the pig's head bar, they discussed a rough plan, and tomorrow was the day of implementation.

Tomorrow, Christmas is completely over, the day of the duel between Dumbledore and Grindelwald, and the news is so tightly sealed that the Daily Prophet does not report it.

Nobody knows.

Professor McGonagall didn't want to trust them, so they had to inform Dumbledore themselves.

Night fell, and the moonlight filled the entire Hogwarts.

It was so quiet that there was no word all night.

But when it's about to dawn, it's different.

Towards the dawn of the morning, there was a sound of Suo Suo coming from Gryffindor's male bedroom.

The two men snuck out of bed.

The two of them barely slept all night, afraid of making a mistake.

Harry picked up his glasses and put them on, fumbling to get dressed.

The same goes for Ron.

Neville's snoring was so loud that it reassured them a lot.

It was agreed by the three of them to leave the campus early in the morning and go to the Ministry of Magic to find Dumbledore and remind him.

"Harry?"

"Ron?"

The two confirmed each other, then tiptoed on their toes, slowly moving, and gently opened the door to the dormitory.

At the end of another spiral staircase, they saw Hermione standing there in the faint moonlight, almost vanishing, waving at them.

They then followed the spiral staircase into the lounge.

Then just as I walked around a few tables and chairs, I was about to leave through the doorway.

Their bodies froze.

"What are you going to do?" It was Neville's voice, and it rang out abruptly.

He was standing at the bottom of the ladder, his nightcap still crooked, and by this time he had raised his wand and aimed it at their backs.

That somewhat round face was so resolute and serious.

As roommates, he was still aware of Harry and Ron's actions and was awakened.

"Professor McGonagall has specifically explained that it is very dangerous outside the school right now, and Ron, you are a prefect, so you have to ......," he said meticulously, his expression focused.

"Faint!" a dazzling spell flew from Neville's upper and lower back, striking him in the back of the head.

Neville shuddered, then closed his eyes, staggered and fainted, leaning forward onto the golden-red carpet.

History is always strikingly similar.

"Whew. The Weasley brothers let out a sigh and stroked the red hair on their foreheads.

Then he held on to the ladder and beckoned to the two of them.

"Brother?" Ron whispered.

Then the two of them also came down the spiral staircase.

walked up to the three of them.

"There's always a little sacrifice for the sake of pranks, so what are you going to do now?" they asked, rubbing their hands together and grinning.

At first glance, you knew that they wanted to go with them.

"Can I join?" a hazy voice startled them.

"Lovegood?" the twins frowned, looking at the girl behind Hermione.

Ron turned his head, first looking at her in shock, then pointing at her and asking, "How did you get in?"

Luna's misty eyes rolled, tilted her head to glance back at the portrait at the door of the sleeping lounge, and said, "She said that there was a password in her dreams. ”

At this time, the fat lady on the door portrait seemed to turn over again.

Several people looked at each other.

"By the way, continuing with the topic just now, what are you going to do as a prank?" the twins asked excitedly.

"We're not here to play pranks. Ron emphasized.

"It's a very important thing. That's all Hermione could say.

"You look like you're leaving Hogwarts?" Fred glanced at the two of them, and saw that they were dressed in suits suitable for movement.

Harry wore a blue-and-black jacket, Ron wore a thick trench coat (a reward given to him by Mrs. Weasley), and Hermione wore a long-sleeved hooded black and white striped sweatshirt that looked smart.

"Then I have to warn you that the nearby Floo site is not available. Fred said they were well informed.

Harry and Ron's faces changed immediately.

That's when Harry realized what Professor McGonagall had given Filch.

Another conundrum arose

Hermione immediately hung her head and began to think.

"Looks like you're really going, far away?"

"Hmm. Harry nodded.

As soon as Luna wanted to talk and give her advice to help them, the twins took matters into their own hands.

"Fred, take out your improved telescopic ear, it's time to come in handy. George pouted angrily.

The two of them have a heart.

"I suspect I'll be beaten to death by Angelina later. He shrugged, but pulled out a model of an ear from his bosom, with a thick, flesh-colored rope wrapped around it.

In the process of movement, the shape of the ears gradually changes to the lips.

Then the prop went around and around and went up the spiral ladder in the girls' dormitory.

Fred said something to the ear in his hand.

Soon, they saw Angelina open the door and run down the stairs in her pajamas.

A group of people was taken aback.

"What are you going to do, broomsticks?" she asked, looking at the few people in front of her.

"It's the most important cause for a man. Fred said, "I hope you don't ask for a while." ”

"Wait, we can't get you involved. Harry shouted.

"It's no joke, and if it's fake, there's a good chance you'll be fired. Ron said anxiously.

"And, it can be dangerous. Hermione added that she subconsciously didn't want more people to get involved.

"Fired, then I'll take the risk with my dad and find the scimitar snorer, or the bubble snot, he doesn't really care if I can graduate, the most important thing is to be happy. Luna bent down, her eyes scanning the telescopic ear in Fred's hand.

"Are you still a Gryffindor for being expelled?" said the Weasley brothers, shaking their heads.

"And if you and Harry have a falling out, I don't care, Hermione, who has always been cautious and obedient, follows you, then it's definitely not something to ignore. George touched his chin and continued.

Hermione was speechless for a moment.

"You can't afford to let those brooms eat dust in the warehouse, can you?" said Fred, looking at his girlfriend.

"Warehouse?" Harry was surprised.

"We've pulled in a lot of sponsorship this holiday season, and while it's not the Slytherin extravagant firebolts, it's much better than the original broomsticks. George said smugly.

Obviously, it took a lot of effort to deal with the hardware crushing of the Slytherin Quidditch team.

"But it doesn't seem to be very lucky, I bought it and ate ashes, and now it's still locked in the warehouse, and the key is with the captain" They looked at each other and shook their heads tacitly.

It was as public property.

Now it seems that it is time to use it for purposes other than those for which it is specified.