Over the next few days, what they saw in Tumbledown Alley became the focus of conversation between Harry, Hermione, and Ron, and there was no doubt that Malfoy's attitude that night or the man in the black cloak who appeared behind them were unsettling.

Harry had put forward a number of conjectures, some of which were reliable, but many of which were unreliable. For this, there were several more heated debates between them, but until the end, none of them came to a conclusion that convinced everyone.

One thing is certain, though: Malfoy must have taken refuge with the Dark Lord.

"It's very obvious!" Hermione said, "You all heard him, he threatened Bock with Fenrir Greyback! That's the faithful lackey of the mystery man! ”

"And the guy who appeared behind must also have something to do with the mysterious man!"

"yes, but who is that guy?" Harry asked.

"I don't know." Hermione said confidently.

"What's the use of saying that!" Ron said with some frenzy.

"Don't you understand?" Hermione glared at Ron and said, "No matter who that person is, no matter what Malfoy's plot is, Harry is their target!" ”

"Harry, you, or we, are in a more dangerous situation right now...... her tone was very serious, "don't take it lightly! ”

"You know I won't." Harry replied earnestly.

Of course, he will not let his guard down, he has been wanting his life since Voldemort's resurrection, and he has long been used to this kind of fearful days. Besides, he's a brave Gryffindor!

Gryffindor is not afraid of evil!

It's just that Mrs. Weasley is afraid of anger......

After a few more conversations, Harry ran out with his dirty clothes. These days, Mrs. Weasley has been urging them to wash their clothes and luggage. Hermione's had already been washed, and only he and Ron were still dragging it. For this reason, Ron really learned a good lesson.

Despite knowing that Mrs. Weasley wouldn't treat him the same way he did Ron, Harry felt a chill down his spine. Moreover, tomorrow is the first day of school, and he has no time to put it off any longer.

Run to the first floor, where only Fleur and Mrs. Weasley are there. Fleur was gushing about her plans for the wedding, but Mrs. Weasley looked angry.

When she saw Harry coming down, she immediately stood up and snatched the dirty clothes from Harry's hand.

"My dear! Do you want to do laundry? Don't worry, I'll leave it to me! Mrs. Weasley said loudly, interrupting Fleur's tirade.

"I can do it myself, Mrs. Weasley......"

Before Harry could finish his sentence, he was directly interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"That's right! One more thing, about the safety measures you have on your way to Hogwarts tomorrow! She exclaimed, "Good news, we've borrowed another car from the Ministry of Magic!" And there are Ao Luo protecting ...... along the way."

"Is it even on the train?" Harry asked.

"Of course! They will always protect you to Hogwarts. Mrs. Weasley said and pulled Harry away, "So, time is tight, you must pack up your things today, so that tomorrow you don't have to make a mess like usual......

Harry thought so, and worked for a long time, finally packing up his things in the evening. The next morning, when the Ministry of Magic's car arrived at the Burrow, they were all waiting at the door. Then I got on the train in an orderly manner, and it didn't take long to arrive at King's Cross Station.

As soon as they got off the train, two serious Ao Luo greeted them and covered them into the station.

"Walk through the wall!" Mrs. Weasley looked a little nervous and flustered, and she kept watching everyone around her with a wary gaze, seeing that everyone was a Death Eater, "Better let Harry go first......"

She looked at one of them, who nodded, then grabbed Harry's arm and led him headlong into the wall between platforms 9 and 10. In a few seconds, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny also entered.

"Get in the car, kids! Stay safe! Mrs. Weasley said with concern.

Harry agreed, and then dragged his luggage onto the train, found an empty compartment and put everything in, and Hermione and Ron went out.

They have to go to the prefect's carriage to perform the duties of the prefect, and they also have to inspect the carriage. In today's climate, this work is undoubtedly more rigorous than usual.

It was almost two hours after the train had left for them to return to the box, all looking exhausted.

"How do you get tired like this?" Harry asked, looking at the two of them looking tired.

"Every box has to be patrolled, and it's not just us, a few people from the Ministry of Magic leading it." Ron was stretching his body as far as he could, "It's a lot more complicated than before, they have a lot of weird stuff to look for possible security vulnerabilities...... Hell knows why they thought there would be a red hat on the Hogwarts Express! ”

"Perhaps, they were spoiled by the harassing flies?" Luna, who had been quietly watching "Singing and Singing", interjected, and Neville opposite her also nodded subconsciously. They had been in the box not long after Hermione and Ron had left.

"Maybe......" Hermione agreed casually, she was too tired to even speak.

The two rested for a long time before regaining their spirits. It's all thanks to the snacks Harry bought, and the delicious pumpkin pie always rejuvenates.

"If you want me to say, it's useless work, I don't believe those guys at all!" Ron said as he ate the chocolate frog, "You've heard Fred and George say that they don't even need an Iron Armor Charm!" ”

"Just part of it, Ron." Harry said.

"But you know these people on the train aren't part of that?"

Ron's rhetorical question made Harry speechless for a moment, and the impression given by the Ministry of Magic over the years made it difficult for him to refute it.

They're really not very reliable.

While we were talking, suddenly, the train stopped suddenly! Driven by inertia, Harry, Ron, and Neville rolled off their seats, while Hermione, Ginny, and Luna were slightly better, but they were also staggering in their seats.

"What's wrong!"

Ron shouted, but as soon as he finished speaking, the train shook violently again, and a deafening explosion was heard in his ears.

"Something's wrong!"

Harry got up from the ground in embarrassment, drew his wand and rushed out of the box door, followed by the others.

The corridor was in chaos, and there were faint shouts in the distance. Hermione and Ron shouted for those who poked their heads out to see what was going on to go back to the boxes and hide, and Hermione cast a protective charm on each box door before chasing after Harry in the direction he was running.

After passing through several carriages in succession, they finally ran to the nearest box to the place where the accident occurred, but the road was blocked, and the sound of crying and screaming was incessant, and they looked very embarrassed. Struggling to squeeze through, through the window on the link door of the carriage, they finally saw what was going on.

The carriage on the side of the corridor was blasted open by some magic, and a dozen or so people in black cloaks were fighting fiercely with those from the Ministry of Magic. Spells erupted in the carriage, shattering everything to the point of removing half of the roof.

Harry was anxious to join the battle, but he couldn't open the door of the box, and one of them was lying on the other side of the door, unable to push it open.

"Damn it!" He began to push the door frantically, pushing the fallen Ao Luo straight away, but he still couldn't open it.

Through the glass, the battle situation inside was very scorching, and it was obvious that the people of the Ministry of Magic were at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Harry suddenly saw Malfoy appear in the opposite carriage, Crabbe and Goyle behind him, staring coldly through the battlefield.

Suddenly, Malfoy raised his right hand, raised his head slightly, his wand slowly swiped in front of his throat, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly, indescribably weird.

Harry understood that Malfoy was saying:

"Potter, you're dead!"

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