"Stand back!"

Hermione's swift retreat and warning caused everyone else who was about to follow to freeze in place. Then, with a "bang", the door to the room was quickly closed by Hermione.

As soon as everyone avoided the wall and returned to the corner, the door frame began to fade away, and in a few moments it would revert back to its usual brick wall.

But at a moment when the door had not completely disappeared, only a soft sound of "snort" was heard, and a sharp blade flashing with silver light suddenly penetrated the door panel.

So, while Hermione and the others were shocked, the transformative gate suddenly froze at that moment.

"How...... What to do? Neville, the tall man, craned his neck and asked timidly, "What......'s this?" Harita ...... Is he okay? ”

Before the rest could reply, they heard another "swish", and the sharp blade that was visible was taken back.

Hermione's breathing couldn't help but become much heavier.

"I think we should follow through to every word of Maca...... "She pursed her lips and said, "He said that Harry had to be left alone inside, and we shouldn't have gone in...... You can't even open the door without permission. ”

"Uh...... Now the point is that we should ...... Do something? Ron said nervously, "I remember Maca saying that Harry himself was not in danger, but that the other living creatures around him would ......."

What he said could be regarded as an answer to Neville, who didn't know why. But to be honest, they're not sure what to do now.

In these few seconds, everyone except Luna was probably thinking about one question again and again—why didn't the second sword that pierced the door start yet?

It can't be helped, because people can't imagine what will happen next.

But after a few seconds of silence, the door suddenly opened from the inside. Under the focus of the gaze, a head poked out.

What's the situation?

Just a little short black hair came into everyone's field of vision, which attracted everyone to squeeze their imagination again. It's a pity...... Or should I say "very lucky", at least they didn't see a pair of red eyes that shimmered with blood.

"Huh? What's wrong......"

Harry, who leaned out of his upper body, immediately noticed that everyone's eyes fell on him.

He looked at everyone, then turned his head sideways to look at the hole in the door panel, and quickly frowned.

"Oh...... Looks like I'm failing again? He muttered to himself, "But will my actions inside affect the outside of the door?" Maca guarantees that there will be no problem with ......"

Hearing Harry talk to himself, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief. Hermione thought about it, but cautiously took a few steps forward, getting closer to Harry's side.

"I didn't notice opening the door...... Harry, you ...... Are you okay? ”

Although Maca had said that Harry would not be in trouble, how could Hermione not worry in this situation?

"I'm fine," Harry said regretfully as he walked out, "I repeated it countless times in it, and at last I finally felt its power...... It's just that I seem to have failed again. ”

As he spoke, he paused slightly, and glanced down at his hand. There, the Gryffindor Sword was carefully wrapped in linen and did not come into direct contact with him.

"It was an incredible power, but I only lasted about ten seconds...... I don't remember anything after that. ”

Seeing the long strip of linen wrapping, Hermione dared to walk to Harry's side and take the sword in the other's hand.

"It's a little late today, but don't worry, you'll be able to hold out longer tomorrow."

She comforted Harry as she placed the package upright in her bag, but a little worry quickly appeared in her eyes.

"But to be honest, I'd rather you never pick up this sword again...... Maybe we can try more runewen combinations, it may take more time and effort, and the effect will be ......"

"Hermione," Harry interrupted abruptly, "it's my own choice—Maca is working so her own, we have to share it for him as much as we can, isn't that what you said?" Don't worry, since Professor Dumbledore gave me that book, it means that the professor supports me in doing the same! ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but look back at the flat hole in the door, and it was clear that his thoughts were not as fearless as they appeared on the surface.

"All I want to know now is how I came to my senses?"

The guilt of slashing at Luna back then has not completely disappeared even after so long. The feeling of being completely out of control, although he didn't have any intuitive memory, only made his remorse even deeper.

Fortunately, as the idea of protecting the friends around me gradually became stronger, the guilt was somewhat relieved.

"We don't know......" Hermione turned and walked toward Luna and the others, "I only heard you roar, and then I hurriedly closed the door, and it wasn't long before the sword poked out of the door. ”

When Harry saw her go that way, he followed.

"Oh, I guess this has to be with Makati. Even if you can't control the Gryffindor Sword for too long, as long as you can figure out how to wake up, it will be a big gain. ”

After both of them left the door of the Requirement Room, the door continued to fade, and finally returned to its original wall unharmed.

It seems that the sword marks on the door will not make it lose its original miracle.

But just as Ron and Neville approached Harry, intending to inquire about the details of the situation, a familiar footstep suddenly came from the other side of the hallway.

"Oh, it's Filch."

Having wandered around Hogwarts so many times at night that they had become accustomed to Filch's characteristic shuffling footsteps, Ron spread his hands helplessly in the blink of an eye.

Hermione glanced out of the window, remembering something she had temporarily ignored because of Harry's accident.

"It may be that Professor McGonagall sent him to us, but we didn't expect it to come so quickly...... Before Maca left, she must have told the professor that we were here. ”

Sure enough, when Filch appeared in front of them in a hurry, he didn't show any surprise on his face.

"You're here—" he waved his hand indiscriminately, "come with me, the headmaster wants you to come over." ”

……

City of London, near a section of the River Thames.

"Mr. McLean, the Minister ordered us to pick you up at the black market, but...... What's down and why are all entrances closed? ”

On the banks of the river, three teams of Aurors gathered. And their leader is none other than Kingsley, the newly appointed head of the Auror Office and a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

It's just that when he is outside, he and Maca will tacitly maintain a certain degree of distance, and put the Order of the Phoenix or something in their hearts for the time being.

"It's a bit complicated," Maca said quickly, "and I'm running out for more time, I'll talk about that later...... You first set up a team of people and settle them well. The other two teams came over to get the portkeys, and then went down to rescue more people out—"

At this time, in addition to the Aurors, there were also some ordinary wizards, all of whom were acquaintances brought by Maca from the black market.

He is not a saint, and at such times, the most important thing is to ensure that the people he knows are out of danger.

For example, his predecessors in the Hufflepuff Quidditch team, Kristen Cook and Charles Brown, who have been running shops on the black market since graduation.

Oh! Now it seems like Christine has to be called "Mrs. Brown."

Let's not mention these things first, and then, the more than 20 people who were rescued by Maca began to move to the Ministry of Magic under the instructions of the Aurors.

The other two teams of Aurors, led by Kingsley, stepped forward one by one and took some strangely shaped portkeys from Maca's hands.

This was all done by Maca when she was looking for someone, and the spell was very simple for him, and it was ...... After all, these Aurors were the ones he wrote to Scrimgeour to get here, and now he naturally wants to put them to good use.

In fact, preparations like these are somewhat inevitably flawed, but they are also considered to be more thoughtful. You know, less than twenty minutes have passed since he learned that the black market was about to be locked down from the inside.

However, will Helmo give him too much time to transfer wizards from the black market?

The answer is obvious......

"Mr. McLean, the portkey has no effect."

"So do we."

"Ah, it's the same here."

Seeing only that Maca was acting eagerly, these experienced Aurors understood that they should also speed up. So before Maca could finish handing out the keys, the people who received them were in groups of four or five and wanted to rush to the black market to take action.

However, they found that the portkey was not successfully activated.

Hearing this, Maca's face couldn't help but change slightly. After holding the key in his hand and feeling it carefully, he shook his head suddenly.

"The space on the other side seems to be completely cut off from the outside world, you ......" he looked at the remaining two Aurors and frowned, "Forget it, you go back to the Ministry of Magic and mobilize more men to stand by there." I'll go back to Hogwarts first, Mr. Scrimgeour should already be there. ”

If the space on both sides was really isolated by Helbo in some way, Maca was not unable to get in.

It's just that he needs more time to straighten out his helpers, because if he relies on himself, the efficiency will be a little too low.

Before she could finish speaking, Maca activated another portkey and disappeared from the Aurors' sight.