"Professor McGonagall, who are you?" said Molly in a stunned voice, her round eyes sweeping over the wand in McGonagall's hand.

"Mom, Professor McGonagall is trying to identify us. Bill explained, his hand resting on his mother's arm, "The fact that the mystery man appeared in such a timely manner tonight means that the news of our transfer of Harry has leaked, and if none of us have betrayed the Order of the Phoenix, then it is likely that someone has been impersonated." ”

"Uh... I'm sorry, I was negligent..."Arthur was a little embarrassed by his presumptuousness, but he seemed to have adjusted his attitude as he apologized, and looked cautiously at Bill and McGonagall across from him, and his hand moved a little closer to the wand on his waist, "And Minerva, what was the last thing Dumbledore said before acting?"

"Harry is our most precious hope, believe in him. The Gryffindor dean, dressed in an emerald green robe, looked very serious at this time, and when she finished answering, she stopped paying attention to Arthur, but let her eyes wander on Bill's high-combed ponytail and Fred's face.

This made Fred unconsciously hold his breath, rubbed his nose nervously, and habitually stood up straight, George saw his brother's nervousness, and couldn't help but open his mouth to try to ease the atmosphere, "Fred, I thought you would go on a date with Angelina after you were done... Why are you so... Uh, sorry professor..."

Professor McGonagall withdrew her serious gaze looking at George through the square lenses and turned herself to Bill, "Mr. William Weasley, when you first took my Transfiguration class in first grade, which student recognized my Animagus Creed on the podium?"

Bill's hands were in his trouser pockets, his eyes were open to McGonagall, and he replied without hesitation, "It's me, Professor." ”

"A commendable achievement, Mr. William Weasley, Mr. Alan Harris will be the next to do so after you graduate..."Professor McGonagall bowed her head slightly, then turned her gaze back to Fred, "And Mr. Fred Weasley, how many times did I punish you brothers when you were in seventh grade?"

Fred scratched his head with a bitter face, he really couldn't remember the specific number, so he looked at George for help, but saw that his twin brother was also constipated at this time, and helplessly spread his hands to himself - this member of the duo who may have done the most mischief during his time at Hogwarts since the establishment of the school, looked at Professor McGonagall's serious face, became more and more frightened, and stammered with a sad face, "I can't count, Professor." ”

"It seems that you are indeed the real Mr. Fred Weasley...", Professor McGonagall said in a very serious tone, nodding her head with a smile on her face, and she finally withdrew the wand she held in her hand - seeing that this was recognized, Molly knocked Fred on the head in dissatisfaction.

"Gotta tell the truth. Fred muttered and jumped to the side.

And after the second blow, Mollykong rushed over and hugged George in his arms, and George, who was not as flexible as Bill, could only be hugged by his mother in this way in front of everyone, which made him feel a little humiliated.

"Sorry, Mrs. Weasley, we're late. McGonagall tucked her fallen sideburns behind her ears, "The Mystery's men seem to think that the man I brought with me might be the real Harry, and the Aurors got some pestering when they arrived... I didn't go back to the safe house as planned, but just brought Fred over, Arthur, what the hell is going on?"

"Let's go in first, Molly can get you something to drink..."Arthur clapped his hands and beckoned everyone into the house, "Minerva, wait until you go in and watch TV, I'll tell you about it, and you'll understand..."

The whole family entered the house safe and sound, which made Molly feel much better, and she went to the kitchen, while everyone else was already gathered in front of the TV, watching the live broadcast of Voldemort and Allen's duel on TV, and Arthur was communicating with McGonagall, who didn't know much about the current situation because of the escape.

"I thought I could have a drink and celebrate. Molly brought out the washed fruit and some homemade cakes, and called Mr. Skillful to fetch some bottles of mead and a few wine glasses, she pulled out the cork, poured the wine into the glasses, and distributed them to the adult wizards present, who looked at Ron and Ginny's eyes, and told them to go to the kitchen to get themselves some butterbeer with pumpkin juice or something.

"Assign the mystery man to Gryffindor, and people will talk about it for many years!" Arthur laughed so hard that even his bald head was a little red.

"Eren shouldn't have dressed up as a mysterious man, Harry!" Ginny was a little impatient after hearing the discussion.

Ron looked at the TV where the duel had become more normal, "Ginny, but honestly I thought it was funny..."

George looked at his sister to know what she was thinking, and deliberately teased: "Sister, are you the girlfriend of the Dark Lord Harry Voldemort Potter who rejected the mysterious man?"

"It's going to make Gryffindor laugh at it," Professor McGonagall said with a sip of mead, a little disapproving, but her expression was much more relaxed and happier than when she first arrived, "Thankfully, Mr. Alan Harris didn't show much of his tone when he was a student... Huh?" Professor McGonagall suddenly rose from the couch, an abrupt gesture that caught everyone's attention, and before they could ask, Professor McGonagall held up her index finger on her lips with one hand, signaling for everyone to silence.

The Weasleys were a little puzzled to see Professor McGonagall's solemn expression, and he pulled out his wand and moved to the window to check the movement outside, and the cheerful atmosphere in the room suddenly stopped, and the atmosphere in the quiet room gradually became tense.

Molly habitually looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and in an instant her hairs stood on end—everyone in the house pointed to danger, and she reflexively drew her wand and turned her head to drag Arthur, just as she met her husband's worried gaze.

When it was quiet, the wizards in the living room faintly heard the sound of untidy footsteps stepping over the depression outside—behind the Burrow was a large overgrown garden, and in it was a large green pond with many frogs, and around the pond was a depression overgrown with reeds.

Arthur and Bill looked at each other and nodded, then he clenched his wand and whispered, "The Aurors won't come from here, draw your wands, stay at home and don't run around..."

McGonagall took a few steps and stopped, she looked at Molly and Ron Ginny behind her and said, "Mrs. Weasley, I don't think I should disperse at this time to see each other, you take care of the children and go out with us." ”

Molly, who didn't want her husband and sons to go on an adventure separately, nodded, she didn't hesitate to drag Ginny in her hand behind her, and yelled at Ron: "Ron, follow me and watch Ginny, if you dare to run around, I swear that you will have to wear Charlie's old school uniform all year next year, and there will be no new ones!"

Ron felt a little unfair, a little unconvinced, why he was the only one of all the siblings who was warned, but he didn't say much when he was in such a possible danger, just pulled out his wand and followed his mother with some anger.

The wizards in the Burrow quickly ran into the courtyard, and in the rustling bushes and bushes, more black shadows began to descend from the sky, surrounding the Burrow, blocking the road in front of them, these dark wizards dressed as Death Eaters, their eyes glistening in the gaps in their hoods or masks, and a dozen wands with shiny tips aimed at the Burrow.