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Unlike Fred and George's pranks, Elaine has a habit of telling lies with a serious face, as if it were true.

She didn't have any bad intentions, she just thought it was fun, and this guy didn't have any resistance to fun and interesting things.

However, Evan was too familiar with her, and Hermione was smart enough to discern the truth and rarely be deceived.

After a few failures with the two of them, Elaine began to shift his focus to Ron.

Speaking of which, Ron is a little too gullible to be deceived, this absurd legend of the Headless Horseman knows that no matter who hears it, it is fake.

"Well, they're pretty good at it!" Herd looked at Fred and George's hats with keen interest, "It must have been a hidden spell, but it's clever to expand the invisible area beyond the enchanted object, I'm not sure how the two of them did it." ”

"They used the invisibility cloak as a reference!" said Aven, "and found information from the Black family collection." ”

That library contained a lot of advanced magic, as well as notes on magical research from the ancestors of the Black family.

After Fred and George came up with such ideas, Evan recommended a magic book and related materials to them, and it seemed to work well.

Harry wasn't involved in their conversation, he was still uncomfortable, holding his textbook and staring at the fire.

He was really uncomfortable, and after being interpenetrated by Snape, he only felt a kind of emptiness in his body, just like the night he dreamed of the evil god.

"I'll do it tomorrow. He shoved back the textbook he had just taken out of his bag.

"Write it down in your homework planner!" Hermione hurriedly suggested, "so you don't forget!"

Harry did as Hermione had told, pulling the planner out of his bag and opening it carefully.

"Don't say you'll do it later, you second-rate!" the book scolded.

Harry hastily jotted down his Potions and Divination assignments, and Hermione smiled with satisfaction.

"I went to sleep. Harry slipped the homework plan into his bag, thinking that he would throw it into the fire at the first opportunity.

He stood up and immediately stopped, and in front of him, bright flames jumped.

Harry stared at the flames in a daze, and it became more and more obvious, and he couldn't help but wonder if he was going to be in contact with Voldemort again.

Not long ago, Sirius had told him that Voldemort wouldn't be in contact with him easily.

But the picture in front of me is getting blurrier and blurr, what is it this time?

In a trance, Harry didn't know where he was, standing or lying, or even his name.

He didn't see anything, but the crazy laughter echoed in his ears, and he hadn't been so happy in a long time!

Elated, ecstatic, and carried away, a great good thing happened.

Harry wanted to feel more clearly, but the other seemed to be on his guard.

"Harry, Harry!" someone slapped him.

A cry of pain was inserted into the maniacal laughter, and the pleasure faded away, but the laughter continued.

Harry opened his eyes and saw that the maniacal laughter was coming from his own mouth.

As soon as he realized this, the laughter disappeared.

In the common room, everyone looked at him in fear.

Beside him, Evan had just woken him up, with a cautious expression.

Hermione was holding the homework planner in her hand, as if she had been under a petrification charm, and Ron's gaze was indescribably strange.

Elaine was the same, and she didn't even notice the bloody lollipop in her hand falling to the ground.

Harry lay panting on the couch, staring at the ceiling, the scar on his forehead throbbing horribly.

"What's the matter, what did Voldemort show you?" Evan asked, pulling Harry into the corner.

"I didn't see anything, he cut it off from me, but he's glad that something good has happened!" Harry muttered, gasping for breath and feeling as if he might faint at any moment, "it's something he's been hoping for." ”

"Harry, you shouldn't see this!" Ron said worriedly.

"I know!" said Harry, irritatingly, "Occlumenclumy didn't work, it weakened my resistance. ”

"Obviously, after Snape tossed your head, you're weak now!" Hermione said, "and your bond with him has grown, but it's strange why he's happy, what is it that makes him ecstatic?"

"Could it be that thing from the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic?"

"Probably not, the Order of the Phoenix sent someone to watch over there!" Evan thought for a moment and continued, "If it's not any progress from the evil gods, it should be that those Death Eaters have escaped from prison and his power has been enhanced. ”

He had already thought about the current situation, the Dementor mutiny and the Death Eater escape were bound to happen.

There's nothing they can do to stop them, Fudge and the Ministry of Magic don't want to trust them, and the Order of the Phoenix doesn't have the ability to guard Azkaban.

It was bad, but it was expected, and it was planned.

If you want to lure Voldemort out again, you must make him feel that his strength has increased, otherwise he will keep hiding.

From this perspective, the Death Eater's prison break is not entirely bad.

There are a few troublesome guys in there, though.

"Oh my God, Aven, you said those Death Eaters ......"

"Yes, they're out of jail!" Evan said, lowering his voice, noticing that everyone else was looking at them.

"If that's the case, we should inform Dumbledore!"

"The Headmaster already knew that this was going to happen sooner or later, and I talked to Sirius, and the Order of the Phoenix had made some preparations!" said Aven, "wait for tomorrow morning's paper, which should have a detailed history." ”

"But, I mean, what are we going to do? just sit here?" Ron said worriedly.

"You can also hurry up and learn a few more spells to prepare for future battles!" said Aven, "but I suggest you and Harry go back to sleep, he's in terrible state right now, well, Harry, try to empty your brain and continue practicing Occlumency, but nothing should happen tonight." ”

There was silence for a while, and both Harry and Ron looked at Evan in shock.

When the Death Eaters escape from prison, Evan actually suggested that they go back to the house and sleep......

But if you think about it, they really can't do anything but wait and see.

Evan buried his head in the herbal textbook again, this incident was a major turning point, and the peaceful life was over!

Sure enough, they saw the report in the newspaper the next day.

As usual, when Hermione's Daily Prophet arrived, she opened the newspaper and read the front page.

Then he jerked down the newspaper and spread it out on the table, touching the milk cups.

"Look!" she said, pointing to the thirty tiny black-and-white photographs that filled the front page, with the faces of twenty-nine wizards and a witch.

Some laughed silently, others arrogantly tapped their fingers against the border, and each photo was marked with a name and a crime for which they had been imprisoned in Azkaban.

Antonin Dolokhov, a long, pale, distorted face of a wizard sneered at them.

He brutally murdered Gideon and Fabian Preyth, Mrs. Weasley's elder brother and Ron's and Ginny's uncles.

Auguste Luckwood, a pock-faced man with glossy hair, leaned against the frame with a tired expression.

He leaked the secrets of the Ministry of Magic to the mysterious man, he used to work in the Department of Mysteries, and with his help, Voldemort's progress will be accelerated.