When Wang Yong and Jinny waited together in the screaming shack, three people came after a while.

It was Neville, and the other one was Daphne.

They apparently ran all the way, panting.

Daphne's arrival was a little unexpected for Wang Yong.

Wang Yong smiled: "You are here too?" ”

Daphne replied with a very calm face, "Yes, the Greengrass family's allegiance is not casually spoken. ”

They traveled to the Ministry of Magic via Apparition and headed for the Mystic Division's office.

……

At this time, Harry, Hermione, and Ron were almost in a desperate situation.

When Harry got the crystal ball with his name on it, he was surrounded by the Death Eaters.

Not only the Death Eaters, but also many strangely shaped creatures, creatures with canines that were obviously longer than normal humans, obviously werewolves, but they looked at Harry with a look in their eyes that was obviously not as gentle as Lupin's, but with a naked predator's gaze.

There is also a green-faced, fanged creature watching over them.

Soon they began to run away.

But this time Voldemort was clearly not prepared to stay alive, and he had come to realize that Harry's connection to himself might just be a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Dangerous and dangerous deadly spells and attacks always pass them.

Maybe it was because Harry was wearing the Cloak of Invisibility, or maybe it was because the Mystic Division's blessing on the Destiny Child was very powerful, but Harry was not fatally injured.

Hermione, in particular, had a greater magical talent and had knocked down a werewolf and a Death Eater in the process of escaping, otherwise Potter would have thought he must have died somewhere.

Soon, they came to a circular square.

It was dimly lit, square in shape, and concave in the center, forming a huge stone crater, about twenty feet deep. Stone steps surround the room, like stone benches, descending one step at a time, each steep as a lecture hall.

At the center of the pit was a raised stone platform with an arch on top of it, which looked old and dilapidated, and Harry wondered how it could still stand without falling.

There was no wall around the arch to support it, a tattered black curtain or curtain hung on it, and although the air was cold and there was not a hint of wind, it swayed gently, as if it had just been touched.

It was as if someone was whispering behind the curtains, and it seemed as if a voice was calling out to Harry from behind the curtains, telling him to step in.

The trio run in, followed by the werewolf Fenrir and the defected Hinkenis, Amelia's original henchmen, whose whereabouts were leaked, and Amelia survived and defected from the Ministry of Magic.

Ron had been struck by a spell once before, his mind was not very clear, and he was wrapped around his brain, and his body was covered in deep scars.

Potter struggled to carry Ron on his back, barely able to exert his combat effectiveness, and almost entirely relied on Hermione's support.

Then the Caro brothers pursued after him.

Hermione's pressure mounted, and she adhered to her own rules of never using the Death Curse, but the ordinary spell hits on Fenrir were almost useless, and only made him scream in pain.

They fought and retreated.

Gradually, they separated.

Hermione retreated to the edge of the steps, and Harry dragged the unconscious Ron up the arch as a live target, scrambling to duel with Sinkenis.

Although Voldemort lifted the ban, Hinkness, who wanted to behave better, still did not use the Death Curse.

Hermione was one against three.

Ron had been put on the ground by Harry, and he didn't have the strength to continue to carry Ron behind his back to deal with the Death Eaters, but fortunately, the Death Eaters' target was not a delirious Ron.

But just for a moment.

"Except for your weapons!" Harry's wand flew high and faced Sinkenis with his bare hands.

He smiled as he approached Harry.

And Harry was unconsciously backing away.

Hermione struggled to repel another attack from Fenrir.

"There are many obstacles!" Hermione's wand was aimed at Sinkenis.

"Bang!" Sinkenes slammed to the ground.

Harry was ready to pick up his wand, which had rolled aside.

"Avada suo!" Hinkenes shouted that he had had enough of this cat-and-mouse game and to hell with Potter.

Harry jerked to the side, miraculously dodging the deadly spell.

But Ron, who had passed out on the ground, stumped him.

He involuntarily fell backwards, towards the arch, slowly and without hesitation.

"No!" Hermione was screaming, a shrill voice echoing through the space.

All that remained in her vision was Harry's panicked look.

From the first time she entered the place, she felt that the arch was very strange, and she had a sense of foreboding.

And her instinct told her that if Harry fell there, Harry would never come back, and he would go to the other side of the world forever.

A momentary loss of consciousness.

"Drill the heart and cut the bones!" Alector Kahlo said grimly.

"Ahh The utter and pure pain shattered Hermione's will in an instant.

The next moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of the tattered curtains of the arch.

The hand reached out with lightning and grabbed the robe that had fallen to the drapery.

Pulled Harry out with all his might.

But his head had already entered the other side of the arch, and after being pulled back by Wang Yong, he only looked like he had fainted.

Wang Yong looked at the side of the curtain.

It seemed that there was nothing, and it seemed as if someone was whispering, luring Wang Yong over.

The feeling there is somewhat similar to the space where the sheep man Wang Yong went to in the dance and dance world, and they all lead to that world.

But as long as the sheep man doesn't go too far in that world, he can still come back for too long.

But this world is not necessarily the case.

Wang Yong doesn't have the idea to explore that world yet.

He didn't think long before Hermione's screams echoed in his ears, the hostile looks around him reminding him that it wasn't the time.

He turned.

"Wang Yong!" Sinkenis's pupils contracted sharply.

A few flashes of lightning-like dazzling green spells flashed, and the whole world returned to silence; Several dead bodies were left behind.

Hermione, who had been freed from the great pain to the bone, gradually came to her senses, and she looked at the figure standing at the bottom of the steps.

He said with difficulty: "You...... There you are. ”

Wang Yong nodded, and he took a step forward, ready to walk to the next battlefield.

"How's Harry?" Hermione stepped down to look at Harry, who was motionless on the ground.

"It's not good, but it's not life-threatening." Wang Yong replied succinctly.

He disappeared here.