"Oh...... Is it silly baby Potter? ”

When Harry found Peeves in the library, he saw that he had removed several magic books from the shelves and stacked them in the middle of the open space to form a throne. Elsewhere, more books were thrown everywhere, and it looked like a storm had just swept by.

Peeves himself, on the other hand, sat on the back of the "throne" chair and looked a little depressed.

"Uh, Peeves? What happened to you? This is the first time I've seen you look listless? ”

Truth be told, there aren't many people in school who like Peeves - Fred and George are two. And that's because Peeves' pranks are so frequent that they're tiresome and sometimes dangerous.

At Hogwarts, Peeves is the perfect combination of humor and malice, representing an indestructible spirit of chaos. Born from the pressure of generations of teachers and students, it exists with this school of magic.

However, even it seems to be forever energetic and wants to harass everyone when it sees it, but it obviously has weaknesses. One is that it fears Barrow, the ghost of Slytherin; The other is that it has always been in awe of Dumbledore.

Oh well! Now in the name of Maca, maybe it can be bluffed as well.

Now, though, Harry felt as if he had found Peeves' true weakness.

"Lethargy? Peeves? ”

Peeves, who was sitting high on top of the stack of books, glanced at Harry and said weakly:

"Maybe! Because you see, even if I made the library like this, no one would be so angry about it...... This is simply a humiliation for Peeves! ”

"Hmm, are you feeling a little lonely?" Harry looked at the messy library and shook his head helplessly, "If that's the case, then why don't you go out with everyone...... Well, study tours? ”

"Say it lightly!" Peeves stretched lazily and yawned, "Peeves won't leave here...... Of course, there is no way to leave. Otherwise, why don't Peeves go out of school and tease more silly hats? ”

At this point, it seemed to feel even more annoyed, and suddenly it picked up the magic books one by one, and slammed its bow left and right at Harry's side.

"Don't run! Silly Potter, stand up straight and let Peeves smash it! Hahahaha-"

Looking at Harry's head-hugging mouse, Peeves laughed out loud as if he had found some fun again. But after smashing Harry out of the library, it sat back on its "throne" chair with its face down, and continued to stare with its chin in its hands.

"Hey, just a potter...... It's boring. ”

"Oh, I thought that even if I was a Peeves, as long as there was a 'human-looking' by my side, it wouldn't be so boring. But now it seems that Peeves really can't be counted in it. ”

It was as Harry was bored as he left the library, rubbing the back of his head with a magic book smashed and walking downstairs, when he suddenly saw a dark figure flying towards him from a distance.

"Is anyone coming again?" Harry hurriedly leaned over to the window and peeked into the air, "What's that...... Oh, the carriage? ”

Yes, it was at this moment that a carriage was speeding in from far and near. Pulling the cart were two sturdy flying horses, quite fast as they spread their wings and glide into the wind.

As the carriage drew nearer, Harry saw a coat of arms on the black carriage - a black gold pattern, with a six-pointed star, goat horns, and a wand that he had never seen before.

Especially on the side of the wand that is erected, the long, narrow blue eyes make people feel a thrilling illusion just by glimpsing it.

Although the carriage was still gliding through the air and had not slowed down early, it was undoubtedly a guest visiting Hogwarts.

After all, there seems to be only one Hogwarts castle nearby.

As soon as Harry saw that someone was coming, he quickly quickened his pace and hurried towards the school gate.

A few minutes later, Harry walked briskly to the front of the school gate, just in time to see the moment the carriage landed. Soon, two wizards came out of the car that he didn't even recognize.

"Hello?" Harry said a little confused across the school gate, "I'm sorry, it might be rude to talk through the door." However, I believe that the two of you also understand that the current situation makes us have to be more cautious...... Well, who are you looking for? ”

"Oh yes, we understand." I only heard the other party nod slightly outside the iron fence gate and said, "So please let me introduce myself first-I'm Norman Witt, Charlotte's father, I think you should know my daughter?" ”

"Ahh Miss Werther's father? Harry's eyes widened in surprise before he quickly said, "I'm sorry...... Yes, of course I know, she's been working as a principal's assistant since she graduated. But...... Sir, if you are here for her, I don't think she is in school right now......"

"No, no," Norman shook his head when he heard this, "although I would like to meet Charlotte too, but this time, I am not here for her. ”

At this point, he paused for a moment, and then continued:

"In fact, on behalf of our Witt family, I have come to Mr. McLean to talk about something very important...... Well, don't know he's in there? ”

"Looking for Maca?"

When Harry heard this, he immediately shook his head:

"No, he's not here either—sir, if there's anything you want to say to him, I might be able to tell him when he returns?"

"Absent?" When Norman heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly, as if he was a little anxious, "Well, then I'll wait here...... Oh no, I guess I'd better go straight to him! Do you know where he has gone now? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly smiled self-deprecatingly, then shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I'm a little stupid...... If he wasn't in London, where else could he go? Classmate, sorry to interrupt me, I'm just-"

"Oh, wait a minute!"

Norman wanted to say goodbye to Harry, then turned back to the carriage. But before he could finish speaking, Harry stopped the other man and drew closer to the door.

"What is going on in London, Mr. Werther?"

Due to the previous Kingsley's rather evasive words, Maca did not have any relevant explanations in the message, so that Harry was almost unaware of the situation outside.

Now that he finally caught a big living person, how could he not help but ask?

But he didn't expect that the middle-aged wizard, who claimed to be Charlotte's father, seemed to be more reluctant to dwell on the situation in London than Kingsley.

"Hmm...... It's just a strange fog," Norman smiled reluctantly, "of course, it's weird, and it's dangerous. It's good for you to stay at Hogwarts...... classmate."

As he spoke, he seemed to think of something in the black market, and suddenly he turned to say:

"Oh, and while you may be worried about your friends, remember not to go there anyway. Alright, we've got to go! ”

So saying, Norman, along with the old steward who had never spoken, reboarded the carriage and departed with the whistling wind of the pegasus.

Harry looked at the carriage that had come and gone, and stood there for a moment.

"Worried about a friend?"

Norman walked so fast that he didn't have time to ask any further. But as soon as he heard the word "friend", Harry immediately thought of Ron and Hermione, and then he remembered his beloved Ginny.

"They'......" Harry thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head again, "No, there's no way they're going to be in London, aren't they all already on that 'study tour'?" ”

……

At the moment when Harry had a trace of hesitation and worry about the whereabouts of Hermione and the others, he didn't know that Hermione and the four of them were indeed in a lot of trouble.

In a certain street in the underground black market of London, Hermione and the others, who had been running away repeatedly, were finally driven into a dead end by the wizards who were more familiar with the terrain.

Seeing the witches and wizards approaching them step by step, Ron couldn't help but shout and ask:

"Who are you? Why chase us? ”

In fact, in the fierce escape before, Hermione and the others also noticed that something was wrong. Because although they didn't know how many people had disembarked from the carriage at that time, it was obviously much less than the wizards who surrounded them now.

Looking at the nearly ten adult wizards approaching this side in unison, the four of them all held their wands in their right hands and held the stone slab tightly in their left hands, putting on a posture of waiting for battle.

In Ron's questioning, none of the wizards on the other side spoke. They just stared coldly, and continued to approach without saying a word, and the wands were all pointed in the direction of the four of them.

It wasn't long before Hermione knew they had no way back, as her back was pressed against the cold wall at the end of the alleyway.

Obviously, they can't afford to be at such a stalemate any longer.

"Protection."

Suddenly, Hermione lowered her voice and said a word to her three friends. And at that moment, the other three people, who had already been mentally prepared, immediately cooperated with her, raised the stone slab in their left hand and stood in a fixed position.

They'd practiced it many times, and while it wasn't Hermione's latest magical combination, it was better than that.

The next moment, I saw that the magic inscriptions on the four stone tablets in their hands suddenly lit up with a faint blue light, and an invisible magic barrier immediately supported around the four of them.

Immediately, Hermione said again:

"Attack!"