Chapter 142: Mixed Joys and Sorrows

The ball of fire on his arm was shaken to the ground by him, and his skin was covered with red marks. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Don't put on that face, I said I wouldn't be heroic. Hermione threw herself over and hugged him, and Phoenix jumped over Hermione's shoulder and said to Harry, "Especially dying for you, it's not worth it." ”

Harry smiled weakly, and they gasped and fell on the slippery ice, drenched and exhausted.

Hermione collapsed to the ground, shaking.

It was the first time in hours that he had looked at them both. Needless to say, Phoenix, had just been repaired by magic, and his body was lean and muscular—except for his nakedness. Hermione had red and swollen abrasions all over her face and arms, and her clothes were torn in multiple places. He looked down at himself, and he couldn't get any better.

I didn't feel it before, but the feeling in my body seemed to be persuaded back all of a sudden, and the pain made them frown. Hermione handed the medicine bottle to Harry, pulling out a vial containing the flame whiskey and a clean robe. The three of them changed their clothes and drank the whiskey in one gulp.

"That's it. Phoenix said gloomily.

"This is to get us warm up as quickly as possible. Hermione said angrily, her expression very wrong.

"I say, it's been a long time," Harry said finally, as he sat and watched the skin on his hands grow back, "and we've got the Horcruxes. ”

They were all alive, and they had Horcruxes.

Harry pulled the Horcrux out of the pocket of his wet coat and placed it on the ice in front of him, it glistening in the sunlight.

"Now - the dagger. Phoenix looked at Hermione.

She didn't answer, just looked at him.

"Dagger, Hermione?" he said again.

She bit her lip, tears rolling in her eyes.

"Phoenix—"

"What's wrong with the dagger?" he seemed to have guessed at once, and if Harry hadn't mistaken it, he would have thought that there was a flash of joy in his eyes.

"When we got out of the water, you didn't follow--I thought--oh, I opened my pocket, and tried to take out the feather that was in my pocket, and you said that the feather would summon you--but I-I was struck by a big wave--I think the dagger was carried away by the current after the pocket was soaked in seawater. She said intermittently, with tears in her voice.

Harry's excitement was like a bursting balloon, and it disappeared in a flash.

"It's me who is bad," Hermione said, her voice so soft that he could barely hear it, "I'm very, very sorry. ”

"It was an accident," Phoenix stepped forward to put his arm around Hermione and comfort her, "we'll have a way—there will be a way." ”

"That's right, we'll have a solution. I bet there is more than one way to destroy Horcruxes. Harry said as well.

Hermione nodded weakly, her eyes full of worry.

"Don't talk about that, we need to get out of here. Harry put away the locket and said to the two men hugging each other.

When I looked up, I found that Phoenix, who was kissing her. Phoenix hugged her tightly, holding Hermione with her feet off the ground.

"All right—you're done calling me. Harry said dejectedly, and Phoenix hugged him tighter, hugging each other and shaking slightly.

Hermione let go abruptly, but her arms were still around the other.

"Kissing helps you get out of the depression," Phoenix said with a mouthful of nonsense.

Hermione had never kissed Phoenix in front of her friends, and her face was flushed.

Phoenix was at ease, and Harry was used to it. There didn't seem to be anything that could make him feel embarrassed.

"The ship should be nearby," Phoenix said, raising his wand and firing a string of red sparks into the air. Sparks swirled around them, marking their location.

In the distance, a huge sail warship appeared out of thin air, heading towards them at high speed with its back to the sun.

"Is that a sail ship?" Hermione said quickly, trying to distract Harry as soon as possible, "a lot like the Victory." ”

"What Victory?" asked Harry, confused.

"Didn't you visit the Portsmouth Naval Harbour in your primary school?" she said, "I remember most of the primary schools would organise tours. ”

"Maybe I was dodging Dudley's punch and didn't have time to look. ”

The battleship slowly approached, and they had a chance to take a closer look at the giant ship. The ship is made of elm and oak, painted in yellow and black, and the multi-faceted sails are slowly being retracted.

"But why do you have a sail warship?" asked Hermione, puzzled.

"Oh, that's right. It was a gift that was given to the patriarch by a Spanish Galleon administrator for his birthday – and his cousin – the name Aphrodite. He had magically copied a battleship that was about to be launched directly from the Muggle shipyard. Later, when the patriarch found out, he was so angry that he thought he was insincere, so he relegated him to the remote United States. ”

They climbed up the soft ladder, and little Watson took his cloak and put it on for him.

"Where are we going, young master?" he asked.

"Back to the UK. "Go to London." ”

"It wasn't easy, Dementors were everywhere. I'm afraid we'll be spotted as soon as we get ashore. Watson Jr. reminded.

"Then go to Calais first. The house-elf took Harry and Hermione to the cabin, and after saying that, Phoenix followed, and halfway through, he suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, don't dive." When we are done, we can blow the sea breeze and have a bite to eat. ”

Little Watson looked embarrassed.

"That's against the rules. ”

"Just don't let the Muggles see it. Phoenix waved his hand.

When I woke up after a good night's sleep, it was already sunset. The sea was calm, and they took their seats on the deck. Enjoy the beautiful scenery of the sunset and have a delicious meal.

"Alright, let's get down to business—" Phoenix said, his legs resting on the table. The two of them immediately sat upright. "Come to think of it, it's better to start from the beginning. ”

"After I determined the target that Voldemort had to be destroyed, I began to investigate everything about Voldemort. In war, superiority is often based on intelligence - especially when he has a Horcrux, which becomes even more important. I have a great advantage, my father had a close eye on the activities of the Death Eaters, and among them there were spies from the past, and they have not been detected yet. ”

"Tell me more. Harry said, and Hermione nodded.

"The spy was very senior among the Death Eaters, but he didn't have Voldemort's trust. Desperate to find a more suitable Spy, I stumbled upon a Horcrux. I only recently realized that it was a Horcrux. ”

"Golden Cup?" Harry asked eagerly.

"Exactly. Voldemort gave it to Bellatrix and told her to keep the cup in Gringotts' vault. ”

"Oh my God!"

"Chances are, I think he might envy someone who has the key to the Gringotts vault, which he probably thinks is a true sign of a member of the wizarding world. Don't forget, he trusts Bellatrix and her husband. They were his most loyal servants before his downfall, and went out to find him after he was gone. I've seen Dumbledore's trial of them. ”

Harry rubbed his scar.

"I don't think there's a way he's going to tell Bella it's a Horcrux, though. He didn't tell Lucius the truth about that diary. He may have told Bella that it was a precious possession to be deposited in her vault. But Bella and her husband are dead, aren't they, and that's bad!"

"We're going to break into Gringotts! Hermin was a little irritable.

"It's not impossible—it happened—do you remember?" said Harry, pointingly to Hermione and Phoenix, "Six years ago, on my birthday, Quirrell broke in. ”

"But—he's still been discovered, isn't he?" Hermione bit her lip, "we'd better steal the gold cup without leaving a trace." Otherwise, Voldemort would immediately guess what we were doing, and maybe be making a Horcrux for personal storage. ”

Hermione clasped her hands together and thought for a moment.

"And the Lestrange couple are dead, and their coffers are supposed to be ownerless. We don't even have the possibility of pretending to be a polyjuice decoction. ”

"I've already made arrangements for this, and the information Fred and George have gathered will help us. Phoenix took a sip of mead.