?? Before she could finish speaking, a blinding white light swept through the whole room, and the walls seemed to be attacked by a hurricane, and the dust and wall skin peeled off in an instant, and the whole house shook and made people feel crumbling.

The light struck Bellatrix's back without a single movement, causing her to let out a piercing cry before she fell to the ground, bleeding from her body.

The scar on Vio's arm was nothing compared to the horrific wound on her back.

"A lesson, Bellatrix, if I were you, I would remember to leave a way back for myself. An eerie and calm voice sounded faintly at this moment, like the devil in hell.

Everyone turned their heads to look, and in front of the broken glass window, a tall man stood, the wand in his hand reflected a cold glow in the moonlight, looking like a medieval knight's sword.

Bellatrix spat hard, moved slowly, and then caught everyone off guard and turned around to launch a spell.

The man in front of the glass window reflexively leaned sideways, only to find that her spell had slammed into the wall on the side next to her, splashing up a cloud of dust, and in an instant, smoke exploded, filling the entire room.

While everyone was still stunned, Bellatrix rushed over and grabbed Draco, and when she cast a phantasmagion to escape, she didn't even forget to give Vio a sharp look, that kind of hatred was really shocking and inexplicable.

Awakened by her hatred, Vio impulsively wanted to do something to stop Draco as he disappeared with Bellatrix, but was pulled back by someone when he reached out "Danger!"

The man came out of nowhere, pulling Vio to his side, and his presence made Draco even turn his head to look at Vio, with a hint of eagerness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

After Vio was blocked, she subconsciously pushed the person in front of her, and the person turned around, and the familiar face made her hand freeze on the spot, maintaining the pushing motion, but she couldn't use any strength.

The smoke cleared, and everything became slightly brighter in the moonlight outside the window.

Without Bellatrix, Hermione, Harry, and Ron were somewhat relieved.

Before a few adults could immediately turn their attention to themselves, they tacitly secretly moved closer to VIO.

Hermione frowned as soon as she saw Vio and a boy staring at each other.

Although Ron was very weak, he completely forgot that he was tired, and with Harry's support, he smiled with the only strength he had left, "Isn't that Verlinnaeus?

Without even thinking about it, Vio explained: "No, he's just a Hufflepuff classmate"

This was interrupted by the tall man who walked by: "Stop standing here and gossiping, the woman's lackey just now also took the opportunity to slip away, and now there is a werewolf and an Animagus who are about to get sick." Will, it's time for us to go. ”

"Where are you going?" asked Harry curiously, and then Hermione saw the man's gloomy gaze sweeping over, and hurriedly added politely, "Thank you for saving us, don't worry, we won't just talk about tonight." We're just curious, isn't Linnaeus going back to school, or is there a shortcut to other safety spots around here, we don't know each other."

"No!" Harry suddenly became stubborn, "I'm going to kill that Animagus tonight!"

"That's not it," Hermione screamed halfway through and suddenly realized that there was someone around, trying to control her lower tone, trying to convince Harry, "That's not your average wizard, that's a criminal who escaped from Azkaban!

Ron was a little helpless beside him, "Hermione, take it easy, there's Linnaeus and, and"

"Tymoshenko. The tall man abruptly replied to Ron's words.

Ron was obviously a little flattered, and smiled weakly at Tymoshenko, with some embarrassment: "My name is Ron, that's Hermione, Harry, not bad, but a little loud"

Unexpectedly, the cold Tymoshenko nodded at Ron again, as if listening to his words.

"Ron, what are you doing, help me, convince Harry"

Before she finished speaking, the tall man and Linnaeus were already planning to leave, perhaps it was Vio's attitude that made Linnaeus think that even if he saved them, Vio still didn't want to see him.

So, leaving in silence seemed like a very good option.

Moreover, the werewolf he knew, was a professor in the school, and since he was the one Dumbledore had chosen, he would at least have no ill will towards the students, and, obviously, the werewolf was tossed and hung on the chandelier, and he had no strength left.

The same goes for that Animagus, there is no threat.

Linnaeus was almost completely relieved of Vio's life at the moment.

"Hey Linnaeus!" Just as they walked to the window, Vio finally shouted, "Thank you!"

Linnaeus paused, did not look back, and in the next second, two figures rushed out of the window, like two black lightning bolts in the crystal moonlight.

Vio only watched for a few seconds, and then quickly turned back, after all, if you think about it, there are still a few problems in front of them waiting for them to deal with.

The first is Lupin and Sirius, who don't know what spell Bellatrix has cast.

The second is that Harry has always wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to kill Sirius.

Last, and most importantly, there are the little mouse spots.

Looks like it's time to summon Mickey.

Vio didn't care that the others were still around, and whispered "Mickey" three times.

With an explosion in the air, Mickey appeared out of thin air. It seems to have been waiting for Vio's summons, and Peter Pettigrew is carried by its tail in his hand.

Mickey's appearance was so loud that it almost shook the dust of the entire room again, and Hermione and Harry, who were debating whether to kill Sirius now, and Ron, who was staring at the battle and couldn't speak, were all attracted to attention.

"Wow!house-elf!" Ron cried out enviously. "Wait a minute, what kind of speck is that one it's carrying?!"

Before Ron could finish speaking, he lunged at Mickey.

Vio didn't expect him to react so violently.

But then Hermione's reaction was even more unexpected and more intense: "It's not dead! Ron! I know! I know! Crookshank Shan can't just eat a rat! Especially this, this."

Before she could finish her sentence, she was frightened by Mickey's movements.