"Wait—go back—later—we'll talk about it!"

Hermione's increasingly exaggerated lip shape didn't make it clear to Omie and Hannah right away, neither of them was a good person to understand, and it was impossible for them to read their lips.

"I'll go tell them," said Ginny, who threw her leg off the stool and walked over to her, "and Michael's stupid ......."

She muttered discontentedly as she walked briskly towards the Ravenclaw table. As she brushes past Ommy and Hannah, she stops the two "fools" by the way.

Harry subconsciously fixed his gaze on Ginny's back.

"Hmm...... She should be upset by Umbridge's notice today, right? Harry couldn't help but think, "That Michael......"

Probably because he had learned from Hermione that Ginny had begun to fall in love, Harry suddenly felt some inexplicable emotions pop up in his heart.

That emotion crept up in his heart, making him irritable.

"Ahh

In order to dispel this inexplicable irritability, Harry involuntarily chose to look away from Ginny.

"Hermione is right, I've been ignoring Ginny, and now that Ginny has made her choice, who am I to bother her?"

Harry had heard the conversation between Hermione and Ron in the quill shop that day. Hermione had a few words that were so loud, and he wasn't deaf, how could he not hear them?

"No, now is not the time to think about that—" Harry shook his head, reminding himself secretly, "Voldemort is eyeing Hogwarts, where is there room for me to think?" ”

He retracted his gaze and refocused his attention on the discussion with his two partners.

“…… People are there, I've seen them all, there are no whistleblowers. Hermione grimaced, "It's a good thing, but at least we can all continue to trust each other...... However, in a way, this can also be considered a bad thing. ”

"Yes...... Ron said distressedly, "where is Umbridge's source of information?" This feeling of not understanding anything is really terrible! ”

"We haven't seen Umbridge yet...... Hermione frowned, "we have to see her first, anyway, it's always necessary to see if anything changes in her." ”

"Who knows where she is?" Harry said sullenly, "Maybe he hasn't come back from the Ministry of Magic!" ”

"No," Hermione shook her head, "at least the notice below must have been brought back by Umbridge, and if she's not there, who will give the application for reinstatement to the group?" ”

"In that case...... I bet Umbridge will be in the history of magic class in a moment," Ron whispered, "She's already audited all the classes except Professor Binns's!" Since she is still a senior investigator, she can't miss a single investigative subject, right? ”

However, Ron guessed wrong.

When they finished their breakfast and hurried to the history of magic classroom with the other students, Umbridge was nowhere to be seen.

In the past, when Umbridge went to sit in the back of the classroom and open the clipboard before class, he would sit in the back of the room and open the clipboard.

But when Professor Binns walked slowly across the blackboard again and floated behind the podium to begin his lecture, Umbridge showed no sign of it.

Today, Professor Binns seemed to want to continue the history of the ancient giant wars, but apart from Hermione's ability to calm down and listen to the lecture, Harry and Ron were not at all interested in listening to the lecture.

They hadn't been able to listen to Professor Binns's History of Magic class before, and now their minds were full of nonsense, and they couldn't listen to it even more.

Harry scribbled on the blank parchment, scribbling out a few difficult points in Charms, and then dotted the tip of his pen on the paper, absent-mindedly thinking.

Just as he managed to force himself to calm down and soak in the problem, Hermione pulled Ron's arm away and reached out to nudge him.

He didn't react, but the boredom returned.

Again and again, no matter how many times Hermione and Ron pushed and shoved, he didn't want to respond. Because he knew that he was suffocating right now, and that he had to calm down again before he could talk to them normally.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt Hermione poke in the ribs, and he shrank in pain.

"What for?" Harry couldn't help but be annoyed.

Hermione and Ron pointed out the window together, and Harry turned his head to see a white owl standing on the edge of the narrow ledge, staring at him through the glass.

"It's Hedwig?" Harry said curiously.

Near the window, several of the students were also pointing at Hedwig outside, as if whispering something about owls.

Harry glanced over to the podium, and Professor Binns was humming about history as usual, not noticing that most of the students in the classroom were doing their own things.

Harry paused, then leaned down, half-crouched briskly to the window, and carefully opened it.

He had expected Hedwig to stick out her feet as usual, tell him to take the letter, and fly back to the shack on the tower herself. But this time, as soon as the window was opened to the right width, it immediately jumped in and screamed.

"Oh-"

Harry turned his head and glanced at Professor Binns worriedly, relieved to see that he hadn't noticed. Then, he quickly stretched out his arm to put Hedwig on his arm, and then slid back to his seat again.

"Hedwig, what's wrong?" Ron asked in surprise as he looked at the owl.

Harry lowered his head when he heard this, and it was only then that he finally realized that Hedwig's feathers were a mess.

"And voila! It's shaking—" Hermione said, pointing to Hedwig, "and its wings, which don't seem quite right......"

Harry subconsciously wanted to touch its wings, but as soon as he touched it, it jumped in shock. Then, the feathers all over its body exploded, and its large, bright eyes glared at Harry as if reproachfully.

"Harry, it's been intercepted!" Hermione said rather uneasily, "Are you...... Sent a letter to London? Did the letter mention our plans? ”

"No, not London, it's Sirius. We'll talk about the latest ...... once in a while," Harry said with a frown, "but I haven't written anything too specific?" ”

He was pondering, but Hedwig stretched out her foot again and pecked several times in succession.

This was obviously to ask him to get the letter quickly, and Harry didn't think much of it, and immediately reached out and untied the letter.

"Hedwig, has this letter been read?" He asked, looking at Hedwig as he took the letter.

But Hedwig shook her head decisively.

"What's going on?" Harry was surprised.

However, even if the owl could understand the meaning of the wizard, it would never be possible to speak. With its whispered "cooing", Harry gently unfolded the letter in front of him.

"Oh my God!" Hermione, who had just come up with Ron, glanced at it and let out a low snort.

On that crease-covered piece of letterhead, only two words were scribbled:

"Minos" "Danger"

The dark red handwriting makes people can't help but equate it with blood, which is why Hermione is so frightened that she exhales.

"Where is he now? No, no, what have you talked to him about? Hermione said nervously, suddenly pausing again, "No, no, now is not the time to talk about this, I think we have to tell Maka about it first......"

"Professor Binns!" Harry nodded, then shouted without hesitation, causing the class to turn around, "I'm not feeling well. ”

Professor Binns looked up blankly, and then his eyes widened slowly, as if surprised that the room was full.

"Not too ...... Comfortable? He repeated Harry's words in confusion.

"yes, it's uncomfortable!" Harry hid Hedwig behind his back, still firm, "I think I'll have to go to the hospital for a look!" ”

"Hmm...... Yes! Yes, that's right......" Professor Binns' translucent body fluttered, expressing his helplessness as much as he could, "the University Hospital...... Yes, you should go to the school hospital. Then there you go...... Well...... Perkins? ”

Harry didn't care if Professor Binns had never figured out who he was, he just knew he needed to act as soon as possible.

As soon as he stepped out the back door of the classroom, Harry placed Hedwig on his shoulder and walked briskly. It wasn't until he had left the history of magic classroom far away that he had the time to think about it in detail.

"Remember that the first class didn't have an ancient magic class, then he should be in the office right now!"

Harry thought for a moment and immediately turned around and ran down the stairs......

"Bang bang bang!"

In front of the Ancient Magic Professor's office, Harry clenched his fist and knocked on the door, but there was no response. Reluctantly, he knocked a few more times, and then spun around in front of the door.

"It's terrible!" Harry muttered anxiously, "Sirius must be in some critical situation...... I knew that I shouldn't have promised him to hide it in the first place, and ...... Minos? Dangerous? What the hell is going on......"

He paced back and forth, glancing to the left and right from time to time, but still didn't find Maka.

“…… Where will Maca be now? ”

Harry thought restlessly, but didn't have a clue. Outside the window, the wind was howling, and under the gloomy sky, it seemed gray everywhere.

At this moment, Hedwig, who was squatting on his shoulder, suddenly pecked him.