......

"Whew, it's alive. Hermione said with a ruddy face.

"You don't ...... much," Ron whispered.

"What?"

"I mean, let's stay here all afternoon. Ron took a deep breath, the smell of toffee in the air intoxicated everyone.

"It doesn't look like everyone is leaving, Hogsmeade is a relatively safe place. Van Lin said that it was all the influence of the Death Eaters, and if it weren't for the proximity to Hogwarts, it would have been a coherent consequence of becoming the next Diagon Alley.

"Maybe we should tell Fred and George to take the joke shop down. ”

"Oh, it's useless," Hermione shook her head, "If that's the case, Filch will definitely be doing a daily fare at the school gate, no matter what time of day." ”

"But Dumbledore probably wouldn't object. "But for now, maybe we can leave...... Oh no......"

"Harry, my child!" a rumbling voice came from behind them.

"Oh, no," Harry muttered.

The four of them turned around and saw Professor Slavhorn, who was wearing a huge fur hat, a matching fur coat, and a large bag of pineapple preserves, and alone occupied a quarter of the room.

"Harry, Al, you two have missed three of my dinners!" Slahhorn lovingly poked Harry in the chest. "That's not going to work, my boys, I'm determined to invite you two! I heard you're friends with Miss Granger, so why don't you come along? Miss Elle Granger likes them, doesn't she?"

"Ah...... yes, yes," Hermione said helplessly, "they're really—"

"Oh, I'm just ......" Van Lin looked at Slavhorn with a bit of a headache, in fact, Slavhorn is definitely the object of everyone's headache right now, "You know, I have a lot of work, and I spend a lot of time practicing alchemy every day according to Nicolamay's instructions, and, Professor, you know, Dumbledore ......"

"Oh, well, study always comes first, but it doesn't always have to be a combination of work and rest. Slavhorn squinted.

"Then why don't you come along, Harry?" asked Slahhorn.

"Well, I have Quidditch training, Professor," Harry actually arranged for Quidditch training whenever Slavhorn sent an invitation letter tied with a purple ribbon. This strategy kept him from leaving Ron behind, and the two of them often worked with Ginny to imagine Hermione staring at McLagan and Sabini and laughing.

"Well, I'm sure you'll win your first race after training so hard!" Slavhorn said. "But it's okay to have a little pastime. So, how about Monday night, you wouldn't want to train in this weather anyway......"

"No, Professor," Harry said reflexively, Slavhorn stunned.

"Harry and I have - uh - agreed with Professor Dumbledore to meet that night. Van Lin said quickly, "Maybe Professor Dumbledore has something to explain, but ...... anyway"

"Unlucky!" Slavhorn cried out in obsession. "Ah, okay...... You two can't avoid me forever, Harry and Van Lin!" he waved his hand in a grand manner and staggered out of the store, not looking at Ron as if he were a cockroach ball displayed next to him.

"I can't believe you've escaped again," Hermione said, shaking her head. "They're not that bad...... It's funny at times......"

However, Hermione obviously noticed Ron's resentful eyes, and had to admit that Slavhorn was still very strong in these aspects, for example, for people who were irrelevant or unimportant in his eyes, Slavhorn could completely ignore them.

"Oh, look—there's a luxurious candy quill here—that could last hours!"

Harry was pleased to see Hermione switch the subject, pretending to be interested in the new oversized sugar quill, while Ron was still sullen, and when Hermione asked him where he wanted to go next, he just shrugged.

"Let's go with three broomsticks," said Van Lin, looking at the crowd and looking at the crowd, maybe something worse than Slavhorn would pop out in the next second, and most importantly, it was very close to it.

"It's going to be warm there. They covered their faces with scarves again and walked out of the candy store. Away from the sweet warmth of Duke Honey, the biting cold wind blew on their faces like knives. There weren't too many people on the streets, no one was chatting, they were all walking with their heads down. But there were two exceptions, and just a short distance in front of them, two men stood at the door of the three-broomstick bar. One of them was tall and thin, squinting at the rain-washed glass in his hand, and Harry recognized him as the waitress at Hogsmeade's other bar, the Hoghead's Bar.

As soon as the four approached, the usher pulled the cloak around his neck and walked away, leaving the shorter man fumbling with something on the ground.

"Mundungus!" Van Lin asked tentatively, the figure giving him a very familiar feeling.

The crouching man, with his unkempt ginger hair, jumped to his feet, and an old-fashioned suitcase fell out, fell to the ground and opened, scattering a whole set of what looked like a thrift store.

"Oh, hello, Van Lin," said Mundungus Fletch in a less convincing light-hearted tone.

"Well, I won't bother you anymore. He began to grab things from the ground and stuff them into his suitcase, looking like he was in a hurry to leave.

"What are you doing here?" Dumbledore asked you?" asked Van Lin, "or the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Ah, nothing, I'm just ......"

"Are you selling these things?" Harry asked, watching as Mundungus grabbed dirty-looking items from the ground.

"Oh, well, eat a mouthful," said Mundungus. "Give me that!" Ron had just bent down to pick up a piece of silverware.

"Wait," Ron said slowly. "This one looks familiar—"

"Thank you!" Mundungus snatched the goblet from Ron's hand and tucked it into his suitcase.

"Alright, goodbye, everybody—ouch!" Harry grabbed Montungus by the throat and shoved him against the bar wall. Holding him with one hand, he drew his wand with the other.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed. "You took it from Sirius's house," said Harry, who was facing Mondigus and smelled an uncomfortable smell of aged tobacco and alcohol. "There's the Black family coat of arms on it. ”

"I-no-what——?" Mundungus said incoherently, his face turning purple.

"Are you sure?" said Vanlin, who saw what Mundungus was holding, and it was clear that Sirius had been gone for too long, which made Mundungus ......

"That's the ...... Blake gave me," Mundungus said defensively, apparently no one would believe what he said, "so...... So, Harry, can you ......"

"I think Sirius will kill you when he returns, Mondongues. Van Lin said, clearly not believing what Mundungus said.

"You thief!" Harry said, his hand straining a little more, and suddenly, Mundungus gave him a thud, and with a thud, Harry felt his hand go out of Mundungus' throat.

Montungus gasped and grabbed the crate on the ground, and then—with a snap—he apparitioned.

Harry cursed in his loudest voice, and immediately ran over to see where Montungus had gone.

"Come back, you thief——!"

"It's useless, Harry. Tonks came out of nowhere, her gray-brown hair drenched in the rain. "Mondongues may have been in London. It's useless to call. ”

"He stole Sirius's stuff!

"Yes, but," Tonks didn't seem to be in a hurry about the news, "don't stay here, it's too cold." ”

She watched as the four of them entered the door of the three broomsticks. As soon as Harry entered, he yelled, "He's stealing Sirius!"

"I know, Harry, but please stop screaming, everybody is watching," Hermione whispered.

"Go find a place to sit down, I'll go buy some drinks. When Hermione came back with four glasses of butterbeer, Harry was still angry.

"Can't the Order of the Phoenix control Montungus?" Harry whispered to both of them in a furious voice. "Can't they even do the least to prevent him from being at the command headquarters?"

"Shhhhh She looked around to see if anyone was hearing, a few wizards sitting nearby staring at Harry with interest, and Sabini lazily leaning against a pillar not far away.

"What's going on, Tonks?" said Vanlin, looking at Tonks' somewhat tired face, "How could Montungus get something at the Order of the Phoenix's headquarters?"

"That's why I came to you. "Actually, it's terrible. ”

"What's going on?" Harry asked quickly.

"Oh, it was just an accident, you know, Van Lin, we've been working on the Vampire Forbidden Realm. ”

"Dumbledore gave you this job?"

"It's Sirius and the vampires!" Tonks said, "but our whereabouts were discovered, and before we could get closer, we were attacked by the Death Eaters. ”

"Attack? how is this possible, they are not in France, staying with Nicol Lemay......"

"Oh, yes, but, Nicolame needs some organization, and he wants to know the vampire forbidden ...... What's that, Van Lin?"

"A monster, probably, anyway, Tom gained power in him. "Harry, you should know the ...... you felt the last time you connected to his mind."

"That's vampire power?"

"yes, exactly, that's bad, and we've found out about that and we've been figuring out how to fix it. ”

"Let's not talk about that. Harry said, "What about Sirius, what about your attack?"

"He's injured and he's lying in St. Mungo's hospital in France, and maybe Mondigus thought he wouldn't survive, so that's why he ......," Tonks said hesitantly......

"What does that mean, I can't live?" said Harry, angrily, as he hadn't heard from Sirius in some time, which in itself made him very uneasy.

That's what he thought. Tonks said, "Sirius was struck by a spell as he fled, and he went away. ”

"Phantom shifting?" said Van Lin, "how could this happen?"

"We were defenseless. Tonks looked a little emaciated, "Thankfully, Nicola helped Sirius get the other half back. ”

"How is he now?"

"It's no problem, it's just that I can't leave his bed for a short time, but the wound is relatively large and will take a while to heal. Tonks said.

"Isn't this known to all Order of the Phoenix?"

"So far, it's just you and me, Lupin and Mundungus. ”

"He—how would he know?" said Harry, puzzled, "...... his kind of man"

"You'll have to admit that Mundungus has a knack for blending in with the Dark Wizard team, isn't it?" Tonks said, "but we didn't know something was wrong. ”

"It must be Montungus, that coward, maybe he's ......"

"Don't say that, Harry. Van Lin frowned, "Joining the Order of the Phoenix requires an oath, and we should trust ......"

"What about Peter Pettigrew?" said Harry, "there was an example of this before. ”

"That's just ......," Tonks opened his mouth, and he had to admit that Harry was looking for a vivid example.

"For now, Tonks, you're here to inform me?" asked Van Lin.

"Oh, and one more word," said Tonks, "hidden in the middle of time...... This is what Nicolamay asked me to tell you, what's the ...... about this?"

"Hidden in the corners of time?" Van Lin was a little confused, "what does this mean?"

"I don't know, maybe Nicolame wanted to ......," Hermione frowned, "maybe he wanted to remind you of something you forgot." ”

"Forgotten?" Van Lin shook his head, "but I don't remember ...... I forgot"

"Maybe you should grab Neville's memory ball and use it. Ron touched his nose and said, "They're always like this, can't they tell you what kind of mystery or prophecy or stuff they do?"

"Who knows?" Van Lin rolled his eyes, "Hidden in the corner of time, what else did Nicolame say, except for this sentence." ”

"It's gone. Tonks shook his head, "That's all. ”

"So, Dumbledore has been with Nicolame?" asked Harry.

"That's how it should be. Tonks said, "Actually, I had a hard time seeing Dumbledore. ”

"Oh, he's always busy. "Anyway, thank you for coming and telling me, and for helping a few of us relay our greetings to Sirius, and keep him in the ward, and not drink yet, I think that's enough to drive him crazy." ”

Van Lin shook his head, remembering Sirius's previous injuries, especially when no one was looking at him, which definitely drove him insanely mad.

Maybe I should go and see him?

But Harry couldn't bring it with him, after all, Harry was a ...... right now An airdrop?

Anyway, the eyes of a bunch of people fell on Harry's body, and if Harry disappeared from Hogwarts for some reason, not to mention the Death Eaters, those Aurors from the Ministry of Magic alone would definitely turn Hogwarts all over again.

In terms of Harry's current position, it was an easy thing to do.

The biggest trump card against Voldemort is now almost everyone has their hopes on Harry, even Dumbledore or Verin are Harry's minions......

Like, it's a minion in itself......