For a moment, there was no other sound in the entire interrogation room, except for the whimper of the poor woman sitting in the middle.

Inexplicably, Van Lin felt a little irritated that the situation in the interrogation room was ...... To question a wizard's right to a wand? Fighting Muggle wizards has been going on since a very early age.

Most of the birth of wizards is inherited from blood, but that is not the so-called bloodline of pure-blood wizards, otherwise how was the first wizard born?

There has never been anything superior, whether it is a wizard or a Muggle, every Muggle has the potential to become a wizard, and this is just a transmission from the depths of the bloodline, some people can, and most people cannot.

Umbridge is just too much.

Umbridge let out a girly laugh that gave Harry the urge to flatten her. She leaned forward over the railing to get a better view of her 'victim'

"No," said Umbridge, "no, not so, Mrs. Katemore. The wand only chooses wizards, and you are not a wizard. I have a copy of the questionnaire you filled out here...... Mafada, hand it to me. ”

Umbridge held out her tiny hand: she seemed so disgusting at that moment that Harry didn't even see the webbing between her short, thick fingers. Hermione's hands trembled with shock. She fumbled through the pile of papers on the chair beside her, and at last pulled out a roll of parchment with Mrs. Katemore's name on it.

Umbridge skimmed Mrs. Katemore's questionnaire and said in a louder voice, "You're not the same as I am," 'Parents' occupation: Fruit and vegetable merchant. ’”

Alex laughed mockingly. Beneath the platform, the fluffy Patronus cat still patrolled back and forth, and the Dementors stood in the corner waiting. Umbridge's lies sent Harry's blood rushing upwards, leaving caution behind......

What is it now? Umbridge is in a hurry to humiliate a wizard's final bottom line as much as possible?

In a fit of rage, Harry raised his wand, not even bothering to hide it under the Cloak of Invisibility, shouting, "Pass out!" A flash of red light flashed and Umbridge fell, banging her head on the edge of the railing.

Mrs. Katemore's papers slipped from her laps onto the floor, and the silver cat that was patrolling beneath the platform suddenly vanished. Immediately, a chill came over them.

Alex looked around in confusion for the source of the accident, and saw Harry's hand under his invisibility cloak pointing at him with a wand, and he tried to pull out his own wand, but it was too late: "Passed out!"

Yaxley collapsed, curled up on the floor.

"Harry!"

"Hermione, if you think I should sit here and let her talk nonsense......"

"Well done, Harry, we're ready to leave, I've got what I wanted!" Van Lin said quickly, a hand reaching out to pull Hermione up.

"Don't wait. Hermione struggled, "Van Lin, save Lady Katemore!"

"Oh, of course!" Van Lin turned to the middle of the courtroom.

Beneath the platform, the Dementors had left the corner and slid towards the woman chained to the chair. Whether it was because the Patronus had disappeared, or because they sensed that their master had lost control over them, the Dementors did not continue to restrain their desires. Mrs. Katemore let out a terrible scream as a crusted, sticky hand grabbed Mrs. Katemore's chin and tried to lift her face.

"Hoo Guardian!" a silver cat burst out of the tip of the Vulin wand and ran towards the Dementors. The guys then went back into the dark corners. Mortal's cat stared more than Umbridge's, and the feeling of warmth spread wantonly, driving away the cold around it, and it ran slowly around the house, the light illuminating the entire dungeon.

"Harry, get her!" Van Lin said, pulling Hermione outside, if exposed here, there is a good chance that she will be killed, but open them first.

Harry ran back up the steps, picked up the Cloak of Invisibility and tucked it behind his back, and walked towards Lady Katemore.

"Is that you?" she whispered, staring at Harry's face, "but ...... But Ray said it was you who put my name on the interrogation list. ”

"Really?" Harry muttered as he jerked the shackles that fastened her arms, "well, I've changed. Tear it apart!" the shackles did not move.

"Hey, Van Lin, Hermione, how can I open this shackle?" Harry cried out, of course, by the current name.

"Wait a minute, Harry!" Van Lin said, controlling his Patronus to drive the Dementors out, then glanced back at Harry, "Get out of the way." ”

As he spoke, Harry took two steps back, and then a strong wind blew Harry only felt something pass in front of him, and then, there was a sound of gold and iron, and Harry was looking at the position of the shackles, which had been firmly shackled in half.

The shackles clinked and fell back into the armrest of the chair. At this time, Mrs. Katemore was as frightened as before.

"I really don't understand. She whispered. "How did you do it, it's ......"

"It doesn't matter, it's important that you get out of here with us," Harry helped her to her feet and told her, "Go home, take your wand and your family, and leave, if necessary, out of the country." Disguise your identity and run away. As you can see, you will never get a fair appeal here. ”

"Stop talking nonsense, Harry, come here, I think we have to go out together. Van Lin said, the silver light on the tip of his wand was as if it had detonated a light source, constantly pushing back the dementors who pounced on him.

"Divine Guard!" Harry raised his wand and turned slightly, accompanied by a soft silver light, and a stag appeared in the center of the field, reflecting the silver cat of Van Lin.

"Harry, you get out of the way, I'll clean it up for you!" Van Lin said, and the silver cat began to pounce on it nimbly.

Harry nodded, and under his control, the stag slowed down and headed towards the door, still glowing all around him.

"Summon as many of them as you can. Hermione, summon your Patronus. Van Lin was quick to say that the sheer number of Dementors seemed to be blessed in the gloomy crypts, as if no one would attempt to defeat all the Dementors with the Patronus Charm in Azkaban.

"Whew...... Call the gods to guard. Hermione said. But nothing appeared.

"It was the only spell she didn't know how to use. Harry explained somewhat awkwardly to Mrs. Cattermore, who seemed completely confused.

"It's a bit of a pity...... Hurry up, Hermione, come on. ”

"Protector Guard!" A silver cat identical to Van Lin suddenly appeared in the air at one end of Hermione's wand, and then the Patronus of Van Lin swam gracefully towards the door.

"Keep up. Vanlin said, and walked to the door with Hermione, Harry, and Lady Katemore. When the Patronus came outside the dungeon, they heard the screams of the people waiting outside the door.

Van Lin looked around: the Dementors fled in all directions to avoid the silvery creatures in front of them, forced to retreat into the darkness around them.

"The judgment has decided that you are all going home and hiding with your families," Van Lin said to the Muggle wizards waiting outside the door, still a little scared and blinded by the light around the Patronus. "If you can, go to another country, and get as far away from the Ministry of Magic as possible. This is...... Well...... This is the new official arrangement. Now, as long as you follow the Patronus, you can leave the atrium, I don't want to repeat it a second time, if you understand, just follow!"

The soft glow of the Patronus seemed to give the wizards outside an inexplicable power.

One by one, they got up from the stone benches, but as they walked to the elevator, Harry began to worry again. If there is a silver stag, two silver cats floating in the air, and more than twenty people...... Half of them were accused Muggle wizards......

Such a combination suddenly appeared in the central hall, and he thought that it was impossible for them not to be noticed...... And that's exactly what he wants.

"Is there anything that can be done about it, I mean...... Look ......," Hermione asked, one hand grasping Van Lin's arm.

"Apparently, isn't it more surprising that the empty elevator is placed at the Ministry of Magic, and, don't forget, the door is under surveillance. It seemed to see the two of them worried, "However, we can fight out, after all, these people can't be caught with their hands tied, can they, take advantage of the chaos, we can leave!"

Just when Fan Lin was waiting for the elevator and discussing how to leave, the elevator swayed and fell, and a person who made many people feel familiar appeared in the elevator.

"Ray!" cried Mrs. Cattmore, and threw herself into Ron's arms. "Blue Cohen and Nader rescued me, he attacked Umbridge and Alex, and he got all of us out of the UK. I think we'd better do that, Ray, really. Let's go home and take the kids away, and — why are you so wet?"

"That's water," Ron muttered as he undressed himself, "Van Lin, they know there are intruders inside the Ministry, as if they knew about it from the hole in the door of Umbridge's office. If that's true, I think we only have five minutes left to ......."

Hermione's Patronus vanished with a sudden "snap". She turned and looked at Van Lin with a look of horror on her face.

"Van Lin, if we get caught here......"

"No, as long as we're fast enough. Van Lin affirmed. He was speaking to those behind him who were silent, and who were staring straight at him.

They were forced to get in the car?

In any case, Van Lin is not obligated to save them out, is it, and if they want to leave, they need to work together with everyone present, right?

"Who's got the wand?" asked Van Lin, turning his head, and about half of them raised their hands.

"Well, those who don't have them should follow those who have wands. Before we get stopped, we have to hurry up and go, if anyone is unfortunately left behind, then sorry, that's the only way. ”

They managed to squeeze into two elevators. And the patron saints of several people in Van Lin stood in front of the golden door like sentinels, they closed the door, and the elevator began to rise.

"The eighth floor has arrived," a cold male voice said, "the atrium." ”

As soon as the elevator doors opened, Van Lin knew they were in trouble: the atrium was full of wizards running around to block the fireplace.

"Van Lin!" Hermione cried. "How are we going to ......?"

"Stop!" Suddenly, Harry roared, and Blue Cohen's menacing voice echoed through the halls. The wizards who were sealing off the fireplace stopped.

"Keep up. He whispered to the terrified Muggle wizards. They huddled together, led forward by Van Lin and Hermione. "What's going on, Albert?" asked the bald wizard who had followed Harry out of the fireplace, looking nervous.

"You've got to get these people out before you block the exit. Harry replied in as authoritative a tone as he could. The wizards in front of him looked at each other.

"However, we have been notified that all exits must be blocked and no one can ......"

"Are you going against me?" Harry roared. "You want me to send someone to check your family tree, as I did with Dirk Chryswell's family, too?"

"I'm sorry!" the balding wizard said with a few steps back. "I didn't mean that, Albert, but I think ...... I think they're here for interrogation, and ......."

"They all have pure blood," Harry said, his deep voice echoing solemnly through the hall. "I dare say purer than many of you. Go away. ”

Harry shouted to the Muggle wizards. They hurried forward into the fireplace, then vanished one-on-one. The wizards from the Ministry of Magic stood aside, some looking confused, others frightened.

At this point...... "Mary!" Katemore turned around. The real Ray Katemore came out of the elevator and ran towards them, he had stopped vomiting, but his face was pale.

"Thunder...... Ray?" She turned her gaze away from her husband to Ron, who cursed loudly. The balding wizard was dumbfounded, his head spinning comically between the two thunderbolts.

"Hey...... What's going on? What's going on...... What's going on?"

"Block the exit! Block the exit!" Alex rushed out of the other elevator and ran towards the men by the fireplace. By this time, all the Muggle wizards had left through the fireplace, and only Lady Katemore remained. But as soon as the balding wizard raised his wand, Van Lin pounced on him and knocked it flying with a single punch.

"He's helping the Muggle wizards escape, Alex!" Harry shouted at him. The Bald Wizard's colleagues began to stir up, and Ron seized Mrs. Katemore and pulled her into a still open fireplace, before disappearing together.

Alex looked at Van Lin, Harry, and the bald wizard with some confusion. That's when the real Ray Katemore shouted, "My wife! who's with my wife, what the hell is going on?"

Alex's head turned, and Harry saw a look of realization appear on his furious beastly face.

"Let's go!" Van Lin suddenly shouted at Hermione and Harry, who grabbed her hand and jumped into the fireplace together, Alex's spell brushing over his head.

"Get out of here!" Van Lin took advantage of his last efforts to use his wand to pick it hard, and suddenly, the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic seemed to explode, but a black shadow seemed to tear open the flames in the sky......

They swirled in the fireplace, and after a while Harry bounced out of a bathroom and into a small bedroom.

Harry slammed the door open: Ron stood by the pool, still entangled with Mrs. Katemore.

"Ray, I don't understand ......"

"Let go, I'm not your husband, you have to go home!"

Just then, there was a loud bang in the bedroom behind them, and Harry turned his head: it was Alex who was after him.

"Oh. Damn!" As he spoke, Harry saw Van Lin pull Hermione out of the furnace behind him.

Along with it, an ice edge also came out, but it was very eye-catching, and Harry could clearly see the blood in Fanlin's pupils and the corners of his mouth!

"Let's go!" Harry shouted.

"No, wait a minute!" Hermione said anxiously, but before she could finish speaking, Alex recovered, rushing through the ice edge of the debris and rushing towards them, very significantly, as if his body was burning, the twisted black flames gradually engulfed Alex's body, inexplicably, Van Lin felt an incomparable crisis.

With a flick of the wand, the space began to shake violently, as if the sky had collapsed, and the strong light erupted at the same time with this astonishing cold air, and the bloody gas floating in the air was even thicker.

"Let's go!" Van Lin turned his head and grabbed Hermione's hand and Ron's arm, Harry hurriedly put his hand on it, and Van Lin began to apparition. Darkness engulfed them. They seem to be squeezed by an invisible hand.

But something wasn't right...... Hermione's hand seemed to be slipping out of his clenched hand...... For a moment, Fan Lin felt extremely flustered, and he wanted to call out...... However, he couldn't breathe, he couldn't see anything, and all he could touch was Ron's arm and Hermione's fingers as they slowly slid out...... Van Lin then saw the door of Grimmauld Place XII and its knocker adorned with vipers. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, however, he heard a scream, and a black flame flashed: Hermione's fingers in his hand suddenly stiffened, and everything was dark again.

"Blessing...... Fawkes ...... "Van Lin can only say with difficulty, but time is too rushed, Fawkes is not a bound partner, but Van Lin can only hope for this little phoenix."

......

Harry's eyes suddenly opened, dizzy from the gold and green that greeted him, he didn't know what was happening, only that he was lying on what looked like a pile of leaves.

He tried to calm himself by taking a few breaths of air, blinking, realizing that the intense light was shining through the leaves that covered his head. Something close to his face twitched, and he propped himself up on his hands and knees, expecting to see a savage creature, only to realize that it was Ron's feet.

Harry looked around and found them and Hermione lying alone in a forest. Harry had at first thought of the Forbidden Forest, and after a moment, although he knew how dangerous and stupid it was for them to appear on Hogwarts grounds like this, he couldn't help but be thrilled at the thought of being able to sneak through the forest to Hagrid's hut.

However, at this point, Ron let out a low moan. Harry began to climb towards him, only to realize that this was not the Forbidden Forest, that the trees looked younger, with more spacing between them and cleaner grounds.

He saw Hermione awake too, trying to get up with her hands and knees on top of Ron's head. His eyes fell on Ron for a split second, and everything else vanished from Harry's mind, as the blood soaked the left side of Ron's body, making his pale face leaning against the weeds stand out. The potion of the Polyjuice was wearing off: Ron's appearance was somewhere between Katemore and himself, his hair was getting redder, but the last of the life on his face was gone.

"What's wrong with him?"

"Split," Hermione said in a panic, but it was clear that Hermione's tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Before she had time to think about it, Hermione had already begun to untie Ron's sleeve, where the blood was the wettest and darkest. She ripped Ron's shirt open, and Harry watched in horror, he had always thought it was ridiculous to split up, but this time......

He squirmed uncomfortably as he watched Hermione lay Ron flat on his upper arm, where a chunk of flesh was gone, as if it had been neatly gouged out by a knife.

"Harry, quick, find a small bottle in my bag with "White Fresh" on it......"

"Package...... Okay......" Harry hurried to the spot where Hermione's apparition had just appeared, grabbed the small beaded bag, and reached for it. Immediately, he felt the same thing, he felt the leather spine, the woolen sleeves of his pullover, and the heel of his shoe...... "Hurry up!" he grabbed his wand from the ground and pointed it into the depths of the magical bag.

"White Fresh Flying!" a small brown bottle flew out of his bag, he grabbed it, and hurried back to Hermione and Ron, Ron's eyes were half-open at this time, and only the whites of his eyelids could be seen.

"He passed out," Hermione said, her face also pale, and although she no longer looked like Mafalda, some of her hair was gray.

"Help me turn it on, Harry, my hands are shaking. Harry unplugged the vial, and Hermione took it, dropping three drops of potion onto Ron's bloody wound.

Immediately the green smoke rose up, and when the smoke cleared, Harry could see that the bleeding had stopped. The wound now looked like it had healed for days, and new skin was covered with tender flesh.

Harry sighed.

"That's the best I can do to make sure I'm safe," Hermione said weakly, "and there are pills that can make him fully recover, but I don't dare to try again, if something goes wrong, it could cause more damage...... He's already bleeding too much......"

"How did he get hurt? I mean......" Harry shook his head, trying to figure out what had just happened......

"Why are we here? I think we're going back to Grimmauld Place?" Hermione took a deep breath, but the crying in her tone couldn't be hidden.

"Harry, I don't think we'll be able to get back there. ”

"You mean—"

"Alex grabbed and controlled me when we were transfiguring apparitions, I couldn't escape from him, he was so strong, he was still holding me when we got to Grimmauld Place, and then ...... yes, I think he must have seen that door and thought we stopped there, so he let his grip loose. I managed to escape him, and then I'm here for us to show up!"

"But then, where is he? Wait...... You don't mean he's still in Grimmauld Place, are you? "Harry, I think he could. I...... I've fallen under his Imperius Curse, and I've almost taken him to break the Damid Loyalty Curse. We've been secretives since Dumbledore's death, so I've already told him that secret, haven't I?"

It couldn't be fake, Harry was sure she was right. If Alex was able to get into the house now, they wouldn't be able to go back.

Even now, Alex may have apparitioned the other Death Eaters there, and although the room was dark and oppressive, it was at least a safe haven: even now, thinking about it, Kreacher was much friendlier, and it seemed more like home. Stung by a sense of remorse that had nothing to do with food, Harry imagined that the house-elf had been busy preparing a few of them that would never eat steak kidney-flower pies.

"Harry, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry!"

"Don't be stupid, it's not your fault! if anything happens, it's all my fault...... And, what about Van Lin?"

It's like a sharp sword that pierces Hermione's heart in one fell swoop!

"I ...... I don't know, I can't find him...... Harry, I couldn't find him, and then I found Ron, Harry...... I...... I can't find him!" Hermione's tear ducts seemed to collapse, and suddenly, a large amount of tears flowed down Hermione's cheeks.

"When I left, I was controlled by Alex, Van Lin has been entangled with him, I saw the two of them magic, and then I saw Van Lin being caught, his body and Alex's hand entangled, I ......"

"Alex caught him?"

"I don't know, Harry, I don't know, then I went up and I fell under the Imperius Curse......" Hermione covered her face with her hands, tears washing the blood from Hermione's hands, but that only made Hermione even more embarrassed.

"No, it won't...... He's, he's the strongest ...... among us," Harry said with some distraction, he could never have imagined that splitting was already the most serious consequence in Harry's eyes.

Suddenly, Harry thought of Van Lin's body that had not yet healed, and the powerful magic that had been used when he escaped, Alex's transformation, and the blood in the corner of Van Lin's mouth......

"Harry, help me find him, okay, Harry, help me find ......him," Hermione said almost pleadingly, her body losing strength and kneeling as if unable to support herself, her gray hair hanging down, and suddenly, Harry understood what it was like.

He ...... He's going to be fine...... Hermione, he's the strongest...... isn't he," Harry said with some bitterness, "I, I'll go, maybe...... Maybe Van Lin might be in ......"

Harry stood up suddenly. A strong feeling of dizziness struck, Harry only felt that the sky was spinning, and the black came up, and Harry only felt that he was going to fall down in a trance, but when he thought of Hermione......

Suddenly, a high-pitched cry lifted Harry's spirits, and the cry ......

"Fawkes, it's Fawkes, Hermione, look, it's Fawkes!" Hermione raised her head blankly, the space above their heads seemed to open a hole, and in the next second, countless flames lit up the surroundings, and a slightly embarrassed figure rushed out of the hole with Fawkes.

"Van Lin!" Hermione exclaimed hurriedly, but the way Van Lin looked now made Hermione very ......

"You ......" Hermione wiped a handful of tears with her hand, the black burn left an indelible mark on Van Lin's heart like a brand.

"I'm fine, isn't it......" Fan Lin said, but his whole body was a little paralyzed.

"You...... Is this all right?" Hermione cried, but she laughed as she cried, and hugged Van Lin desperately, and the two of them went straight to the ground.

"It's always going to cost Alex, isn't it? Van Lin said, looking up at Hermione's blood-stained face, "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt, Fawkes......"

"No, Ron had a split ......," Hermione said, "and I helped him with his wounds. ”

"By the way, Fawkes, Fawkes' tears ......" Hermione said, suddenly realizing something, staring intently at the wound on Van Lin's chest, "Have you used it?"

"It doesn't matter...... Van Lin said, seeing the tears in Hermione's eyes.

"Oh, please, Harry, I can't stand up, trouble you Fawkes!" Vanlin said, Harry nodded, and Fawkes rubbed his head lightly against Vanlin's arm, then flapped his wings and flew onto Ron.

A tear fell, like the most enthusiastic potion reaction, a trace of white smoke quickly spread all over Ron's wounds, visible to the naked eye, because of the white and healed wounds quickly transformed into normal skin conditions, but the fly in the ointment, a huge scar twisted and spread on Ron's body.

Ron groaned and opened his eyes, his face still pale, sweat reflecting the light on his face.

"How do you feel?" asked Harry softly.

"It's uncomfortable," Ron said in a hoarse voice, shrinking as if he felt his arm hurt.

"Where are we now?"

"In the woods where the Quidditch World Cup is taking place," Hermione said as she wiped away her tears and hugged Van Lin, "I want some enclosed and secluded place, and this place ......"

"It's the first place you thought of," Harry said for her, glancing over the barren-looking glade, remembering the last time they apparitioned to the first place Hermione had in mind - and how the Death Eaters had found them in a matter of minutes, using the Dementors? Did Voldemort and his men know where Hermione had taken them at the moment?

Ron turned his head with some difficulty, "So, Fawkes...... Oh, thank you, Fox......"

"You should thank Hermione. Harry shook his head.

Fawkes rubbed Verlin's arm again, and then disappeared in front of everyone with a thud of flames.

"Van Lin, how are you?" Ron struggled to sit up, and Harry hurriedly held up.

"Luckily, at least Fox healed my wounds. Van Lin said, looking at Ron's wounds, "You probably have, at least for a while." ”

"Do you think we can move on?" Ron asked Harry suddenly, and Harry saw the same answer in Ron's face.

"I don't know. Ron still looked weak and pale, and he couldn't sit up too long, as if he was too weak to do that.

And Van Lin was no better, at least, Hermione didn't have the slightest intention of letting Van Lin sit up.

It seems that the idea of moving now is unrealistic.

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