Sitting in the carriage and looking out the window, Harry saw that he was speeding through Muggle towns, the lights shining like shiny chess pieces in the night land, and like stars embedded in the earth, he could only tell by the density of the lights how high and fast they were from the ground at the moment.

He leaned against the corner of the carriage, his hands clasped together, Harry wished he could hurry, faster, from the moment he saw Sirius lying on the floor of the Department of Mysteries, how much time had passed, how long could Sirius fend off? The only judgment he could make was that his godfather had neither obeyed Voldemort's orders nor been killed.

For he was sure that whatever the outcome, he would feel Voldemort's joy or anger flowing through his body, as obvious as the scar on his forehead at the moment was burning with pain.

Then he felt a wriggling in his chest pocket, it was Poole, but Harry couldn't communicate with him now, there were people all around.

The atmosphere in the carriage was extraordinarily solemn, the previous taunts and confrontations gradually disappeared in an inexplicably enveloped tense atmosphere, no one asked, no one talked, everyone had a premonition that maybe everything would be clear after arrival, but for some reason, this premonition was so ominous, as if it meant some kind of calamity.

The carriage flew in the darkness, rumbling air whistling from both sides of the carriage, the carriage was so lonely in the darkness, like a lonely lighthouse on the ocean, Pegasus still firmly traversing the dark night sky, almost never flapping its wings as it flew forward.

"Boom-"

The carriage shook, and Harry felt them fall rapidly, the weightless force pouring through their bodies, and they were finally about to land...... His body floated slightly, and a feeling of nausea and dizziness welled up from his heels, instantly sweeping through his body and flowing into his mind.

The bright orange lights around him grew bigger and rounder, and at last they were no longer a vague dot of an indistinct symbol, and he could see the roofs of the buildings, the headlights of the traffic like the eyes of a beetle, and the boxy windows shining a dull yellow light.

Harry grabbed the edge of the window, looking at the road that was getting closer and closer, they looked straight and straight as if they were going to hit the road directly, Harry's heart hung in his throat, and he unconsciously opened his mouth slowly, and the next second, the car slid over the road, and after the boy was ready to accept the impact, he landed lightly, and Pegasus snorted, and stood quietly in an alley illuminated by an orange streetlamp.

"It's enough to follow here, Ning An is not here, and we are not here to see him." Hermione got out of the carriage and turned to look at Daphne and Cho Chang and the others.

"Over here—" Harry jumped out of the car and saw the dilapidated phone booth at a glance, as was the overflowing dump truck he had come in.

"Come on." Harry had opened the door to the phone booth, and Ron and Ginny squeezed inside.

"What exactly are you going to do?" Now it's Daphne's turn to ask, and she realizes that this is not just breaking the school rules and leaving the school during the school day.

Will students sneak out of school and infiltrate the Ministry of Magic at night?

"I don't know what we're going to do next, but one thing seems certain." Hermione pointed to the phone booth and replied sharply with Daphne's banter, "The Death Eaters and the Dark Lord are down here." ”

As she spoke, she walked over to the phone booth and squeezed into it with Neville, the small phone booth seemed to be stuffed.

"Whoever is closest to the phone, dial the number 62442." Harry shouted, one of his arms caught in Neville's and Ron's shoulders.

"I'll come." Ron awkwardly bent his arm to dial the number, but before the call could be answered, Ginny's grumbling rang out, "You stepped on my foot, Neville." ”

"I'm sorry...... But I don't have a place to ......."

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please say your name and what to do." The voice of an indifferent woman came into the phone booth.

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger," Harry said quickly, "Ginny Weasley, Neville Longbottom, we're here to save people, please hurry!" ”

"Thank you." The indifferent voice said, "Guest, please take the badge and pin it in front of your clothes." ”

Six badges slipped out of the metal diagonal sash that was supposed to be used to make coins. Hermione picked them up and handed them to Harry over Ginny's head without a sound; Harry glanced at the top one: Harry Potter, Rescue Mission.

"Are we really going to wait here?" Malfoy watched as the phone booth shook, then suddenly fell, vanishing a little down the pavement and slipping out of sight, and then another old phone booth appeared almost identical, but empty.

"They went down." Malfoy turned to Daphne and said helplessly, "Shall we follow?" ”

Daphne pursed her lips, still staring at the phone booth with an unwilling look, "Hmph, Death Eater...... Is this used to scare me...... What's the big deal...... Are you laughing at me for not having the courage? ”

She turned her head to the side and said to Malfoy as if she was in a hurry, "Of course I'm going down, but I'm afraid there will be some danger down there, so you might as well take the two of them back, sorry, Luna, Qiu Zhang, just take it as a prank, right?" But it's not strange to be played by Slytherins, right? ”

"I don't think you'd better go down."

A shrill voice came from the sidewalk outside the alley, and when the four of them turned their heads in unison, they saw two shadows, one tall and one low, standing on the dark ground, and the faint light reflected by the street lamp stretched the shadows of the two for a long time.

"Who?" Daphne wanted to pull out her wand, but the person on the other side was faster, and before she could see the movement of her hand clearly, two red lights flashed and shone blindly.

"Faint!" The sound of the spell seemed to have just entered the ears, and Luna and Akihari had been hit by magic, and the two of them fell straight to the ground.

Daphne's curse converged on the tip of her wand, she didn't hesitate, her instinct for battle was different from the others, a white light flashed, a large piece of scorched black on the sidewalk, the two shadows reacted quickly, rolled in different directions at the first time, and Daphne's spell didn't hit.

But it doesn't matter, Malfoy has the spell ready, too.

"Hey, you two, don't be so serious, okay - we're going to get in the way first, right?"

"Stop, it's us."

Daphne's eyes widened as if she couldn't believe who the two men in front of her were taking off their hoods, and Malfoy lowered his wand and opened his mouth wide in surprise, enough to stuff a whole apple.

"Samantha? Walter? Oh my God, how did you guys get here!? Daphne greeted her in surprise, and suddenly realized something and poked her head left and right, "Is Ning An here?" Where is he? It must have something to do with Harry Potter and them, right? Hermione said there were Death Eaters under the Ministry of Magic? That's why you're here too? ”

Daphne's barrage of questions caused Samantha to scream, and Walter made a silent gesture, glancing left and right at the empty street, and pulling them into the alley.

"It's a little different from what you think, you better get out of here first, and talk about it when you get back."

"It can't be!" Daphne flatly refused, "Don't forget Walter, I'm also one of the original members of the Serpent's Letter, you don't have the right to prohibit me from participating in such a thing, and I don't think my strength will hold you back." ”

"Hee-hee, she's not wrong at all, Walter!" Samantha and Malfoy nodded in agreement.

Walter was silent for a moment, then he looked at Daphne and then turned to look at Malfoy, and said hoarsely, "But the Ministry of Magic is in danger right now, and I'm afraid there are Death Eaters there, and the Dark Lord may be there." ”

Daphne looked directly at Walter, and her expression said it all, it was a clear "I'm not afraid" gesture.

"Come on, then." Walter stopped talking nonsense, he turned and walked quickly into the phone booth, Samantha and Daphne quickly followed, Draco Malfoy hesitantly looked at the dilapidated phone booth, clenched his fists, and gritted his teeth to follow.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what to do." The cold woman's voice sounded again.

Samantha scrimmed her eyebrows and screamed, "The great Samantha Powell, the gloomy Walter Jackson, Miss Daphne Greengrass, and Draco Malfoy have visited the Ministry of Magic!" As for the reason, we're here to meet some old friends. ”

Four badges quickly slipped out of the metal chute, and Daphne picked one up and glanced at one, which read: Daphne Greengrass, Greeting.

Then the phone booth shook as before, the sidewalk outside gradually rose past the window, the carriage and the fallen Akihari and Luna slowly slipped out of sight, the darkness closed above their heads, and with a dull grinding sound, they descended into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

"I feel a little sorry for them." Daphne muttered.

"It's just unconscious, unconscious." Samantha reached out and took out her wand and held it in her hand again, and quipped lightly, "I wanted to use the Requisition Charm, but I was afraid of accidentally hurting you, so Walter firmly opposed it, but that would be a piece of cake for me."

As they spoke, thin golden threads shone on their feet, widening and moving towards them, and in such a narrow space, all four of them grabbed their wands, and Walter prostrate on the ground, peering down through the glass, to see if anyone would appear in the main hall, but the main hall was empty.

"As I thought, I'm afraid it's going to be messy inside." Walter stood up, his expression solemn and serious.

Samantha and Daphne put away their smiling faces, and the air in the elevator seemed to suddenly become heavy.

"The Ministry of Magic wants you to have a nice night." The door to the phone booth slammed open after the woman's voice fell.

Samantha was the first to walk out, followed by Daphne, Malfoy, and Walter, the hall was darker than daylight, the fireplace embedded in the wall was not lit, and a golden symbol flickered irregularly on the dark blue canopy.

The only sound that could be heard here was the constant torrent of the Golden Fountain, spurting from the wands of witches and witches, the arrowheads of centaurs, the tips of elves' hats, and the ears of house-elves, falling into the circular pool.

"Let's go." Walter walked ahead this time, almost silently through the security desk, which was empty, as if to confirm that something ominous was happening here.

The four of them walked silently and quickly, all the way through the golden gate, to the elevator, after Walter pressed the down button, the elevator immediately "clicked" and appeared in front of them, the golden fence slid to both sides, making a deafening, reverberating sonorous sound, several people walked in, Walter poked on the number 9 button.

The fence slammed shut with a piercing "click" sound that was enough to catch the attention of every security guard in the building, but it was clearly no longer there.

The elevator sank rapidly, and only a few seconds later, the voice of the indifferent woman sounded again: "Department of Mysteries." ”

The fence door opened, and they stepped out into the hallway, where nothing was moving, except for the nearest torches flickering and flickering in the air whistling from the elevator.

"Looks like someone has gone in first." A few people walked to a simple black door, and Walter looked at the black door with a small gap and whispered.

"Let's go, let's go in." Samantha said as she crossed the threshold, followed by the others.

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In the empty silent alleyway, the overflowing dump trucks occasionally recalled a few bugs crawling and squeezing, Luna Lovegood stretched and got up from the ground, stared at the old telephone booth that was empty not far away, and muttered to herself:

Samantha Powell, Walter Jackson...... A wanted wizard? I was deceived, and I thought I was really looking for the scimitar-horned snoring beast, they were looking for Ning An? She got up from the ground, patted the dirt off her body, and muttered to herself as if she were palpitating

"Fortunately, I reacted quickly and almost got really hit, where do I go next?" Luna came to the fallen Cho Zhang, put her wand against the other man's forehead, and whispered:

"Rapid recovery"

A pinch of invisible white light lit up, and Qiu Zhang seemed to wake up from his deep sleep, and with a "hmm" sound, he opened his eyes, blinking and seeing Luna smiling in front of him

Luna...... It's you...... I remember...... We were attacked...... Two people...... Are they gone? Qiu Zhang looked around for a while, "Daphne, they're gone, ......?" ”

Luna stretched out her finger, tapped at the dilapidated phone booth, and said excitedly, "It's all in, it should be all in the Ministry of Magic by now." ”

Qiu Zhang didn't speak, how could he see Ning An here, and the two fell silent for a while.

At this moment, there were footsteps behind them, and the two of them turned back in shock, only to see a familiar face in the light.

Emaciated size, sallow face, large hooked nose refracted / chu a shadow, like a bat standing and slowly approaching with its feet.

"Professor Snape!?" Qiu Zhang exclaimed.