......

Lupin looked at Harry with a strange expression. It was almost sympathetic.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Harry felt his tongue tingle a little,

"No, I think you're a lot like James," Lupin replied, "and he always elevates distrust of friends to the level of shame." ”

Harry knew what Lupin meant, and his father had been betrayed by his friend Peter Pettigrew. He felt unwarranted anger and wanted to defend himself, but Lupin had already turned around, put the glass on the coffee table to the side, and asked Bill, "There's work to be done, I want to ask Kingsley if I can ......"

"I'll do it, I'll go. Bill said right away.

"Where are you going?" asked Tonks and Fleur at the same time.

"The body of the Mad-Eye," said Lupin, "we have to deal with it, and, I suppose, we have to pick up Sirius, and I have not yet returned, which worries me......"

"But...... Now that it's so dangerous outside, why don't we ......?" Mrs. Weasley looked at Lupin as if pleading.

"Wait?" said Bill, "unless you want the Death Eaters to find him first?"

No one spoke. Lupin and Bill said goodbye to everyone and left. Everyone but Harry was lying on the couch, and he was still standing there, death coming so suddenly, as if it were right next to them.

"I have to go. Harry said suddenly, in a tone of affirmativeness. Immediately, nine pairs of shocked eyes turned to Harry.

"Don't be stupid, Harry," Mrs. Weasley said, "what the hell are you talking about?"

"I can't stay here. Harry clutched his forehead in pain, the scar began to hurt again, in fact, Harry hadn't hurt this in over a year, and Harry hadn't felt him since the last time he was at the Ministry of Magic, when Harry banished Voldemort from his heart.

This was a blessing for Harry, but how fortunate Harry had been before, how bad it was now.

"Because I'm here, you're all in danger!" Harry cried out, "you're risking your lives for this, George has lost an ear, and Moody ...... Moody is dead, Van Lin, Sirius, and Hermione are nowhere to be found, and we don't even know about ......"

"Don't be stupid!" Mrs. Weasley shouted angrily. "All the efforts tonight were to bring you here safely, and thank God we did. Fleur also agreed not to marry here in France, and we arranged everything so that we could get together and protect you...... We've done all the hard work, and you, you're here, and you're going to give up?"

She didn't understand, she didn't know that she was making Harry even more upset.

Perhaps, Mrs. Weasley never felt that there was anything wrong with this, and protecting Harry, and everyone around him, was the philosophy that the Order of the Phoenix had always carried out.

"If Voldemort found out I'm here......" Harry said with some horror, barely imagining Mrs. Weasley hugging Ginny and falling in front of him.

The Weasleys had done so much for him.

Then there's Tonks and Lupin, who have just gotten married and are about to get embroiled in a war with no end in sight.

"How could he have found out?" asked Mrs. Weasley.

"You're probably in a dozen places now, Harry," said Mr. Weasley, "and he has no way of knowing which house you're in. ”

"I'm not worried about myself!" Harry shouted.

"We know," Mr. Weasley said calmly, "but if you go, we'll be going to make all of our efforts tonight meaningless." ”

"You can't go anywhere," Hagrid snarled.

"Ah, Harry, after all the hard work we have had to get you here?"

"yes, what about my bleeding ears?" asked George, straightening up on the cushion.

"I know ......"

"The Crazy Eye Man doesn't want you to ...... either"

"I know!" Harry yelled. He felt that he was besieged and coerced, and they really thought that he didn't know what they had done for him up to now, didn't they know that it was because of this that he wanted to leave, lest his actions hurt more people?

There was a long, embarrassing silence, and the scar on Harry's forehead continued to sting, and as he jumped, Mrs. Weasley spoke, "Where's Hedwig, Harry?" she coaxed him. "We can put her with the piglet and give her something to eat. ”

His heart was in a ball, and he couldn't tell her the truth. Harry drank the last whiskey from his glass to avoid answering the question.

"So, you have to believe in yourself, Harry......" Mrs. Weasley was a little helpless.

"What are we doing this for? not just you, Harry, this is our hope. Mrs. Weasley said calmly, "It's like we were sure that Dumbledore would be able to find a confrontation...... We've already won once against him......"

"But Dumbledore is dead!" Harry cried out in pain, "Moody too, and there will be others. ”

"But what does it matter? we're just wizards, and no one can escape that in the end. "And you've beaten him again and again, haven't you?" ”

"Yes, you'll be like last time when he comes out, Harry," Hagrid said, "get out of the way of him, and crush him when he's on top of you!"

"That's not me," Harry said in a cold voice. "That's my wand. It works its own magic. ”

For a moment, the surroundings fell silent again, and after a few seconds, Mrs. Weasley said softly, "That's impossible, Harry. You mean that you used magic unconsciously; ”

"No," said Harry, "the car was falling, in fact, I had no idea where Voldemort was, but my wand swirled in my hand to find him and cast a spell at him, which I didn't even recognize, I had never fired a golden flame before." ”

"That's very common," Mrs. Weasley explained, "when you're under tremendous pressure you can create magic you've never seen before. Many children who have not received formal training often find that it is like ...... It's like ...... silently."

"It's not like that," Harry said through gritted teeth, "I can assure you that my body didn't react at the time, and not even the magic passed...... By the way, Voldemort, after touching that spell, was like ...... Mana rampage, you know what I mean?"

Harry looked expectantly at the others, but no one responded to him.

Why hasn't Van Lin come back yet?

Harry was a little anxious, if Van Lin was here, maybe he would have gotten some response to his speech, but apparently ......

His scars burned like they were burning, and he felt angry and frustrated, and Harry suddenly hated that everyone thought he had the power to stand up to Voldemort, but in fact, he didn't have the ability to do so.

Always living in Dumbledore's plan, with the help of Van Lin, and a few small ...... Fortunate?

This constitutes almost the whole of the confrontation.

It may have been the only normal engagement at the Ministry of Magic, but it turned out that his spell didn't even hurt Voldemort.

If the confrontation of the mind counts, there is no doubt that his friends have given him strength, in fact, it has made Harry think he can fight for a while, but since seeing the destroyed Azkaban, the last bit of expansion has also been erased from Harry's heart.

No one spoke, and Harry knew they wouldn't believe him. Now he was starting to think about it, he had never said before that a wand could use magic on its own. His scars were burned by pain, and all he could do was keep himself from moaning out loud.

Harry put the glass down in his hand, whispered to him for some air, and left the room. As he walked through the backyard, the huge, skeletal Thestrals looked up at him - their giant bat-like wings rustled and began to eat.

And the Yeqi that originally belonged to Fan Lin was lying quietly next to his partner.

Bill has made a simple deal of using its magic, and hopefully it will survive safely.

Harry stopped at the doorway to the garden, looked at the luxuriant vegetation, and touched the throbbing scar on his head to think of Dumbledore, who would have believed him, he knew.

Dumbledore would have known why and how Harry's wand fired magic on its own, because Dumbledore knew everything, he knew everything there was to know about wands, and he had explained to Harry the strange connection between his wand and Voldemort's wand...... But Dumbledore, like the Mad-Eye, his parents, his poor owl, went to a place with whom he could no longer talk.

And to make matters worse, by now, Van Lin, Hermione, and Sirius have not returned.

Harry was terrified of what he heard...... About...... Verlin Hermione also had his only relative, Sirius Black.

What happened to Voldemort at the end.

To be sure, Sirius must have been Voldemort's target, or was he exposed early enough that Voldemort would go straight after him and abandon Sirius?

Most likely, Sirius...... Shouldn't be their main goal.

But why did Mortal and Hermione's Yetty become like this?

Bill said......

Bill said that it was Vanlin's own hand, so it was certain that someone had broken through their defenses with Vanlin and Sirius combined.

Well, Hermione...... Hermione, will she ......

Harry suddenly felt something burning in his throat, not because of the spirits...... Then, for no apparent reason, the pain suddenly became sharp. He desperately covered his forehead and closed his eyes, a voice screaming in his head.

"You told me that a different wand would solve the problem!" a roar rang through Harry's mind, causing him to feel dizzy.

Suddenly, a picture broke into Harry's mind, a thin old man lying in a pile of rags on the stone floor, screaming, in a terrible prolonged voice, with unbearable pain in it......

"No, no, I beg you, I beg you......"

"You lied to Lord Voldemort, Ollivanders!"

"I didn't...... I swear I didn't ......"

"You're helping Potter, helping him escape from me!"

"I swear I didn't...... I'm sure a different wand will work......"

"So how do you explain everything that happened, Lucius's wand is ruined!"

"I don't know...... This connection...... Can only exist in your ...... and Potter's wand......"

"Lie!"

"Please...... I beg you to ......"

Then Harry saw the big white hand raise his wand, and he felt Voldemort's vicious anger surging and the weak old man on the ground rolling in pain......

Ollivanders, the Death Eaters captured Ollivander......

Yes, Voldemort wanted to solve the problems that existed between him and Harry, such as his wand and Harry's wand......

"Ollivander, don't ...... Don't help ......"

"Harry?" a call interrupted Harry's murmuring.

The pain ended as quickly as it came: Harry shivered in the darkness, clutching the door to the garden to keep himself from falling, his heart pounding, his scar aching.

It took him a moment to realize that it was Ron and Ginny next to him.

"Harry, what's wrong with you?" said Ginny, a little worried, and Harry just kept shaking his head, which made Ginny feel a little embarrassed.

"Harry, come back to your room with me, your mother is worried about you," Ginny whispered, "aren't you still thinking about leaving?"

"yes, you've got to stay, buddy," Ron said, patting Harry on the back.

"So, are you alright?" asked Ginny, who was now close to Harry's face, "you look terrible!"

"Well," Harry replied trembling, "I may have seen Ollivander......"

When he told them both about what he saw, Ron was horrified, but Ginny thought it was incredible.

"Hermione told me she wouldn't lie to me, it shouldn't happen again......! You can't let that connection happen again......"

"But......" Harry opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain it to Ginny.

"Yes, brother," Ron said worriedly, "Van Lin said that too, and besides, you haven't been in a connection with his mind for a year and a half, and...... Dumbledore wants you to close your brain!"

"I know, but......" hesitated, "but I can't help it." ”

"Then figure it out. Ginny said categorically, "Harry, he's already in control of the Ministry of Magic and the newspaper and half of the wizarding world!

Ron was dumbfounded, he had never seen Ginny treat Harry so firmly, and he was surprised.

"So, go back with me, go back to the house, and we'll wait for Van Lin to come back together. Ginny said quickly, "He'll figure it out, you trust him, don't you, and Hermione......"

"The three of them ......," Harry said with some bitterness, casting his gaze to the sky......

"But I'm afraid I won't be able to wait......" Before Harry could finish his sentence, he felt that the light in the sky was a little too bright.

"What time is it, Ron?"

"Uh...... What's wrong?" Ron was a little confused.

"Hurry up......" Harry looked at the fading light, he was almost certain that someone was working magic outside.

"Early in the morning...... Two o'clock in the morning......"

"Van Lin!" Harry cried, "I think it's them!"