The plan has been set, the preparation has been completed. A middle-aged witch was tied to the floor of the living room www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, and Hermione pulled out a few coarse black hairs and placed them in a small glass medicine bottle.

Needless to say, she was Mrs. Edred, who was kidnapped by Phoenix yesterday when she was going to Gringotts with antiques. So that they would have an excuse to use her face to get in. At his feet was a steaming, bright silver cauldron with a bit of remnants in it.

The potion was applied to the hat, and it had been completely blended in, and it was not visible from the outside.

They don't go straight to Gringotts, Phoenix and Hermione pretend to be someone else to go to the Weasley Magic Trick Shop first, and Harry and Boris act together in the cloak of invisibility.

According to the current situation, compare it with what they have gathered, and if there are no discrepancies, they will act today. Anyway, it will be delayed.

"You're holding her own wand, which she was going to store yesterday. Phoenix nodded at Hermione and pointed to the package on the ground, "By the way, who are we disguised?"

Hermione picked up her wand and threw her arm unnaturally.

"It's awkward," Hermione whispered, "it feels like it's not going to be easy. Lifeguards on the beach. ”

There was a noise on the stairs, and Boris and Harry walked down.

Phoenix glanced at the time, and six o'clock came. It was still dark outside, and occasionally there was a crisp birdsong or two.

Harry nodded, and went out with Boris first, he and Hermione were going to change their appearances. Phoenix and the two of them began to work side by side, muttering to each other, helping each other change their appearance. He was given a new identity, a newcomer who had just joined the Death Eaters.

Bob Zimmerman is a talented Quidditch player and a member of the British Quidditch national team. The newcomer who recently joined the Death Eaters has very few friends among the Death Eaters, so it is not easy to disguise him as a dish.

Considering that they were barely accessible to Gringotts in the final period, and that they had a tight patrol, a Death Eater identity could help them a lot. Hermione will pretend to be Bob's fiancée, and her identity is a completely fictitious foreign identity.

"Alright," Hermione said, holding up his arm, "how does it look, Phoenix?"

"It's good, except you can't actually summon Voldemort. Phoenix shook his sleeve and covered the Dark Mark with a shake.

Phoenix glanced back at the calendar, today is November 11th, and if nothing else, what happens in these twenty-four hours will determine the future direction of British magic.

Walk lightly outside and inside. The dawn was cold, especially by the sea, and there was no wind. Harry looked up at the stars that still shimmered in the black night sky, and listened to the water crashing against the cliffs over and over again - he would miss the sound.

"All set?" said Phoenix, "let's go." ”

Hermione took out the cloak from her pouch and covered them both.

"Very good," she said, leaning over to examine Harry's feet, "I can't see anything. Let's go. ”

Harry spun around Boris on his back, desperately concentrating on the Leaky Cauldron, which was the entrance to Diagon Alley. Seconds later, Phoenix's feet hit the ground and he opened his eyes to see Charing Cross.

"Is this it?" asked Phoenix in a whisper.

He'd never walked this path into the Leaky Cauldron.

"Don't make a sound. Hermione said nervously.

There was almost no one in the Leaky Cauldron Bar. Tom, the hunchbacked, toothless boss, was wiping glasses behind the bar, and a few wizards whispering in the distant corner glanced at them and continued their casual conversation.

"Hello, what's the need—" Tom naturally didn't know them, and whispered hello to them.

"Get out of here, bastard!" Phoenix yelled at Tom with a smug expression. The wizards in the corner of the wall in the distance immediately retreated into the shadows, and one of them made a gesture to escape.

Hermione didn't expect Phoenix to answer like that, and she was shocked.

Phoenix beckoned Hermione to follow, talking as he walked.

"Don't be polite to this garbage, they should be glad that their parents were wise enough not to find a mudblood. "Like Hermione's boss.

Phoenix drew his wand and tapped a brick on the ordinary wall in front of him. The walls immediately began to rotate, and a small hole appeared in the middle, which grew larger and larger, and finally formed an arch that led to a narrow cobbled street, which was Diagon Alley.

The street was quiet, and when the store opened, there were hardly any customers outside. The winding cobblestone alleys have changed a lot, and when I used to come here, the alleys were bustling and lively. Now that so many shops are boarded up, there are a few new ones that sell dark magic items, which Phoenix didn't have when he last visited. Harry's face glared at them from the posters posted in the many windows, underneath which was written the number one bad guy.

Many people in ragged clothes crowded the doors of the shops. Phoenix hears them pleading to the few passers-by, begging for gold coins, and emphasizing that they are true wizards. There was a man with a blood-stained bandage over one of his eyes.

As they walked along the street, the beggars caught a glimpse of them and immediately gathered around them, reaching out to them with dirty hands.

"Poor - pity me, I - " They begged them on their chirp.

This situation has been encountered by them as early as the preparation stage.

"Take the money and go. Phoenix threw a handful of silver sike on the ground, and the crowd swarmed up and lowered their heads to pick up the money.

No sooner had he stepped out of the crowd than the man with the bandage over his eyes staggered over to Hermione.

"My children!" he snarled at her, his voice hoarse and harsh, sounding a little deranged, "where are my children? What did he do to them? You know, you know!"

"I-I really-" Hermione stammered.

The man suddenly rushed at her and reached for her throat. She drew her wand and swung it violently, and he fell backwards to the ground, several poisonous snakes stretching several meters long on his body.

"Oh, no!" Hermione was stunned, "save him, I didn't think - this wand really doesn't work." ”

With a thud, the man fainted, and the snake disappeared into black smoke.

"Let's go. ”

As soon as they moved, the beggars scattered as birds and beasts. Faces peeked out of windows on both sides of the street, and a small group of well-dressed passers-by pulled up their robes and trotted up, anxious to leave the scene.

It was a sight to behold when they entered Diagon Alley like this, but before they could move their steps or discuss, they heard a shout from behind them.

"What are you doing!?"

Phoenix turned sharply, and a stocky wizard walked towards them with three men, bare heads and iron chins.

Harry didn't feel good, they were a patrol. Although there were measures for the patrol to be encountered in the plan, Phoenix came up with a way that Hermione strongly disagreed, as it would require the two of them to improvise. He hoped that the two of them would understand well enough.

"Who are you?"

"Who are these bugs, Bob?" Hermione mimicked the pride that Slytherin students often had.

"A squirting bunch of filthy scavengers, under the Grey Burke tube. Phoenix said dismissively, "Get out of here!"

The fat man shrank his head slightly, and when he heard that the person who came was so disdainful of their boss, he couldn't tell the identities of the two for a while.

"That's not going to work, sir—" The fat man was halfway through his sentence when Phoenix drew his wand and slashed it down.