There was a "beep" sound, and a street lamp on the privet road in Xiaohuijin District suddenly went out after flickering brightly and darkly for a while.

Ning An appeared under the street lamp carrying a large black duffel bag, wearing an ordinary T-shirt, cropped pants, and a peaked cap with a brim that could cover his face.

He was so tired that a drop of sweat oozed from his forehead, ran down his cheek to his jaw, and then fell silently to the ground.

With heavy footsteps, Ning An walked towards No. 6 Privet Road step by step, the lights in the house were still on, and he guessed that Grandma Isabella should be leaning on the sofa in the living room, knitting a sweater while watching the TV broadcast "Lie to you is not negotiable" - a Muggle variety show, she loves that named Jamie? Clarkson's host too.

"It's played on time every Thursday, yes."

Walking through the small fence surrounded by green bushes, Ning An could catch a glimpse of a gray kitten hidden in the grass.

"Kick, Cher? Or Mr. Paws? ”

He accosted on a whim, but the cat, as if afraid of him, meowed, and disappeared at once.

Of course Ning An knew where the cat came from, except for Arabella, who lived across the street? Mrs. Figg, no one likes this stuffy, hairy creature everywhere.

A Squib may seem like an eccentric old lady to the neighbors, but Ning An is well aware that she is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, delivering information for Dumbledore.

Whether it's to look after Harry? Potter, still interested in the environment of Privet Road, anyway, this old woman has been living here for a while.

But Ning An didn't have time to deal with her, he had just blown up a gold shop in London, snatched all the cash and apparitioned here, he was already tired.

Besides, there was no time to spare, the Trace had already revealed his location, and he had to do what he had to do quickly.

Dragging a black duffel bag full of pounds, Ning An rang the doorbell at No. 6 Nuzhen Road, Xiaohuijin District.

"Ding Dong"

There was a "snort" sound of furniture moving in the room, and Isabella's footsteps gradually approached, and then the door was soon opened, and she saw Ning An through the door.

"Oh-nin-"

Ning An lowered the brim of his cap, his ring finger and thumb buckled together, his mouth moved slightly, and an inscrutable spell drifted through the air

"Obfuscation"

The old woman Isabella was halfway through her words, her eyes became hazy, she stared at Ning An, her expression was very puzzled, as if she didn't know who he was, and wondered why she was standing by the door.

"Ahem-" Coughing, Ning An lowered his head and said to Isabella: "Good evening, ma'am—congratulations on becoming a winner of our lotto ticket, here is your prize-"

He handed over the black travel bag in his hand, and Isabella took it in confusion and did not object to it, as if it was normal for someone to bring her lottery winnings at night, and God knows when she bought a lotto ticket.

Then, looking up again, Isabella's eyes were filled with a black wand, and before she could see what kind of hands were holding the wand, she was struck by a ray of light.

"Forget it," Ning An shouted a spell in a low voice.

Isabella's gaze was glazed, then slowly regained her senses, and by the time she was fully conscious, the doorway was empty.

"Oh, I should have invited him in for a cup of tea, he's still working so late......"

The old woman muttered and turned around, took the travel bag back into the house, and closed the door with a "click".

Ning An squatted outside the fence wall on the side, taking a deep breath.

"That's fine, Isabella wasn't involved, the money should be enough for her to live forever-"

Ning An erased the old man's memory, everything about himself - all erased, of course, a small modification was made to the unreasonable, and from then on there would never be an Asian boy named Ning An in the old man's memory.

She would move in two days, to a more scenic place, where there would be no wizards, no magic, and she would live in peace.

Ning An felt that he already owed too much to others—Daphne, Samantha, Walter...... He didn't know what kind of future awaited them, but perhaps these people could have enjoyed a peaceful school life.

It was he who pulled them into the water, and Ning An knew this.

Standing up on his knees, he didn't have time to rest, someone could come here at any time.

Shaking his head, he drove the distractions out of his head, pulled out the wand that was stuck diagonally in his trouser pocket, and crooked the cap on his head a little, Ning An thought that might be cooler.

After the piercing "pop" sound, Ning An disappeared in place, he had already made his way to the final destination of his trip, which would also be his final stop.

The air exploded, and Ning An appeared on a street illuminated by orange streetlights, a quiet street, as if there was no one but the "squeak" of crickets on a summer night.

In front of him was a graffiti-covered wall, an old red telephone booth stood quietly, a black shadow of a human figure could be faintly seen in front of the phone booth, he seemed to have been waiting for a long time, as Ning An appeared, the figure hurriedly stepped forward.

"Master—"

Under the light of the street lamp, he showed his face, with a strong appearance, and short gray hair that was hard and straight, it was the Auror "Dlux" who had been controlled by Ning An with the Imperius Curse before.

"Let's go"

Ning An nodded, stepped forward and opened the door of the phone booth, walked in with Delix, closed the door, and saw that Delix had already picked up the phone receiver and dialed the numbers on the dial.

“6…… 2…… 4、4…… After the 2" number was dialed, a cold female voice rang in the phone booth

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what you are doing."

"Delix, Auror—" Delix replied indifferently, then turned his head and glanced at Ning An cautiously.

"Ning'an—come to trial." Ning An replied lightly as he spoke.

"Understood" The cold female voice quickly responded

"Guest, please pin your badge in front of your clothes."

With a "click" sound, two square badges slipped out of the metal chute of the returned coin, and Ning An picked up one, which read: Ning An, accept the trial.

With a chuckle, Ning An pinned the badge to his chest, and Delix also pinned the badge with "Auror" written on it on his chest, and a cold female voice came from the phone booth again

"Guests of the Ministry of Magic, please go through security and register your wand at the security checkpoint, which is located at the end of the main hall."

No one spoke, the phone booth moved silently, and the road outside began to rise, but it was better to say that Ning An was sinking, accompanied by the dull and harsh sound of gear rubbing, Ning An saw a trace of golden light flashing like a thin line under his feet, and it was becoming more and more dazzling.

When the phone booth finally reached the main hall, he heard a cold female voice from above

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a nice day!"

Then the elevator doors opened, and he stepped behind Delix onto the shiny black wooden floor, the water fountain in the center of the hall was "whooshing" and the golden symbols on the ceiling were still changing shapes.

The light in the main hall was a little dim, and only a few of the gilded fireplaces on the walls on either side were still burning and making occasional "beep" sounds, and the rest had long since been extinguished.

"Oh, you two, what are you doing at the Ministry of Magic so late?"

In the long, empty hall stood a robed wizard, wand in his hand, watching warily at the two men who had come out.

But then he seemed to see Delix's appearance clearly, and saw that it was only a child beside him, and his shoulders shook and relaxed.

"Whew-scared me to death, I thought someone was coming down on the elevator, why are you here so late, Delix?"

Ning An looked at the talkative man without saying a word, Delis stepped forward and waved his hand, and said:

"Good evening, Eric, the Auror office—"

"Ah—needless to say, I know—" said the wizard named Eric, putting away his wand, and carrying it in his bosom, and said with a clever pretence:

"It must be Hogwarts, right? I heard something big happened at Hogwarts during the day? He leaned closer, as if he wanted to hear more from the insider.

Shifting his gaze to Ning An, Eric took a deep breath, "Oh my God, this kid can't be a Hogwarts student—I guessed something must have happened." ”

Dlux walked in front, gently pushed away Erik, who was blocking the way, and said with a businesslike look:

"I'm sorry, Eric, I can't tell you right now - I still have a mission to do-"

"Yes, yes—you Aurors sometimes make their quests more mysterious than those of the Silencers." The wizard shrugged his shoulders in understanding, and stepped aside to let the two men pass,

"But when you're done, I'm going to treat you to a drink—please tell me something......" Eric rubbed his fingers and looked at Delix with a look you know, his eyes revealing excitement,

"Tell me a little bit...... Interesting thing......"

Delux was slightly stunned, but quickly smiled back and said, "Don't worry, no problem-"

After speaking, he led Ning An all the way to the golden gate in front, and when he passed the gate, Ning An saw a table next to him, on which was a sign with the words "Security Checkpoint" written on it, and some newspapers and magazines, a box of bubble gum, and a silver badge were placed on the table.

It reads: "Eric, wand security"

"Idiot"

Muttering, Ning An walked forward, and there was the sound of the wizard pacing back and forth excitedly behind him, Drix walked in front, pressed the elevator button to the lower floor, and the elevator immediately "clicked" in front of the two.

The golden fence slowly slid in either direction, making a screeching sound, and as Ning An and Delix stepped into the elevator door, they could faintly see Eric waving goodbye to the two outside.

The fence door slammed shut, and Ning An slowly pressed down the button with "nine" written on it with his fingers, and then pulled the chain of the old-fashioned elevator with a loud bang and began to sink slowly.

After the cacophony was over, Ning An heard a familiar cold female voice in her ears again

"Department of Mysteries"

The female voice said without any emotion.

"Thank you—" Ning An politely buttoned the cap on his head, the fence door slowly opened, and he and Delix stepped into the corridor illuminated by the light of torches.

It was a quiet place, except for the light of two torches lit in front of the elevator, and in front of them was a simple black door.

"Take me to the Hall of the Dead." Ning An said lightly.

Dlux stepped forward and pushed open the black door, and the two of them came to the main hall of the Department of Mysteries, which was a pure black circular room, black from the ceiling to the floor.

When the two walked in, the door behind them closed automatically, and the wall around them began to spin on its own, and at this time, Dlux pulled out a silver pocket watch from his arms.

Flipping open the cover, the silver bracelet naturally droops, dangling from time to time, looking delicate and lovely, there is only one hand on the dial, pointing at the position of the pocket watch at twelve o'clock, but as the wall turns, the hand also rotates with it.

After a while, when the walls stopped turning, and the twelve identical black doors were completely staggered, the exquisite little silver watch in Delix's hand also stopped.

"Master—this way—" He gestured to a door in front of the two men to the left, then took the lead and pushed the door open.

Ning An followed closely behind Delix, and stepped into it, which was a large square room, the whole room was empty, and the middle was hollow, about twenty feet deep, forming a large pit, surrounded by a circle of stone steps, which rose like a staircase, as if it were a stadium stand.

In the center of the pit was a raised stone platform with an old arch on it, so dilapidated that there were no supporting walls around it, as if someone had put it here on improvised terms.

I just hung a broken black curtain on it, or a curtain that no one was rare, and let it sway gently in the cold air without wind, as if it had just been touched.

"Alright, Delix, you go out."

Ning An didn't look back a step, and slowly stepped down the stone steps, just whispered to the Auror behind him.

"Yes, master."

The sound of "bang" closing the door sounded, and Ning An was finally the only one left in the empty death hall.

Step by step, as if hesitating, and like a pilgrimage, he stepped down the stone steps and slowly approached the stone platform in the center.

After some time, Ning An came to the bottom, and he climbed up the stone platform that protruded here, and stood in front of the other side of the curtain.

The tattered curtain was like a small hand swinging gently, it was blown by the wind from nowhere, as if it was about to pull up the corners of Ning An's clothes, and brushed past the side of his clothes.

Ning An listened attentively, wanting to hear if someone was calling for something in the curtains, but only heard a deep sound like ocean waves.

Reaching into his trouser pocket, Ning An took out a small black box the size of a palm, and silently recited a spell, and the small box opened with a "click", revealing the black resurrection stone placed inside.