Harry took the letter down, and the owl sprang into Aberforth's arms.

There were three people in the room.

I can't be provoked.

Harry is not because of his style, but because of Hedwig, as a Hogwarts tyrant, Lady Hedwig let go of her cruel words, it is okay to send letters, but no owl or cat, under the pretext of sending letters, or any other reason, deliberately approached her master Harry, and then sold cute begging.

If an owl does such a thing, it will be left to Crookshan, the turmeric deflated-faced kitten is a good hand at catching owls, even Hedwig and Bowes, unless they join forces, they will fight alone, and no one is the cat's opponent.

If another animal does this, depending on the size of that animal, send Hedwig and Bowes, or call Crookshan, or call for foreign help, and Ron will always be a good thug.

The owl had not been beaten.

But it saw its own colleagues beaten.

Three cats, no, two owls and one cat grabbed the postman who was sticking up to Harry and begging for a bag of owl food, and was pressed into the corner and beaten fatly. Of course, Hedwig didn't kill them, but they just wanted all the pets, or the postmen, to remember one thing, and that was that they weren't allowed to keep a lot of owl rations without permission, the kind Aunt Petunia did.

The poor postman, who had lost five tail feathers, had been depressed for several days in the owl shed of the Ministry of Magic before he regained his spirits and continued his work after another owl had sneaked up on a little owl ration.

Snape looked too cold, colder than the water he had with ice cubes in his hand.

It had just flown in from outside.

Dumbledore seemed to be a good bully, but the owl knew him and knew what kind of person he was, of course, he was indeed a good man and very gentle, but his identity made even the owl feel stressed.

There were four men in the room, and the last one left, looking scruffy but not disgusted, flew up and jumped into Aberforth's arms.

The content of the letter is not long.

After Harry read it, he looked at the letter in Dumbledore's hand, "Same as mine. ”

"Looks like Scrimgeour is really panicking."

Dumbledore nodded and sighed with emotion: "It's no wonder that this happens." ”

Snape looked at the two of them suspiciously, wondering what they were playing.

"The Wild Hunt has appeared." Harry was succinct, "And he took a man." ”

"You say, Scrimgeour is panicking." Snape followed Harry's previous example and thoughtfully, "The Wild Hunters took Sinkenes?" ”

Harry shook his head and looked at him in surprise, "Why do you think that?" ”

"If it's Sinkenes who gets caught, then Scrimgeour would have to die of joy, and the biggest trouble would suddenly be solved by force majeure."

Snape frowned.

Dumbledore glanced at Aberforth, "The people who were captured were Midalan Goshawk and Bathilda Basshat. ”

"I deeply regret the arrest of Ms. Goshak." Aberforth spoke, "But Basshat. She should have been caught sooner. ”

"Huh?" Harry wondered.

Both of these names were familiar to him, or rather, to any young wizard from Hogwarts.

Miranda Goshawk, the most well-known and recognized master of spells of the century, thinks that Goshawk is better than himself, both in terms of social recognition and Professor Flitwick's private discussions. This can be seen from the textbooks for the first to seventh years of Hogwarts, all of which are written by Lady Goshak.

Bathilda Basshat, on the other hand, may not be as familiar to young wizards as Lady Goshak, but she is also the author of Hogwarts textbooks and the author of A History of Magic.

Both of these are very good white wizards.

But why.

Aberforth mentioned Bathata with a look of gritted teeth.

"There's some complexity in that." Dumbledore spoke tactfully.

"Bassat is the aunt of that bastard thing." Aberforth didn't have as much concern as him, and said directly, "After he was fired from Durmstrang, he had nowhere to go, so he had to come to his aunt's house for a vacation. ”

"That is the source of all sin and chaos."

"If Bassat had been captured by that wild hunt earlier, nothing would have happened."

Dumbledore didn't speak.

Harry shook his head, "No. ”

Aberforth looked over, his eyes fierce and dangerous.

"He's looking for the Three Hallows, and as long as he looks for it, he'll come to Godric's Valley sooner or later." Harry whispered.

Aberforth froze.

"He has heavenly eyes." Harry reminded him again.

Aberforth gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, he had dreamed countless times over the years - Bassat was dead, Grindelwald couldn't find any reason to come to Godric's Hollow, Dumbledore would be at home for a while at most, and he would be a professor at Hogwarts.

Ariana will not have any problems, perhaps, Dumbledore, who is not entangled in so many tedious things, can concentrate on Ariana's body, solve the obscurity, at least let her live happily for a few more years.

Neither will their own family

"Harry, you shouldn't have told me about this stuff." Aberforth took a deep breath and clenched his fists.

Harry glanced at him, "You can't get out of it if you're immersed in the past." ”

Aberforth did not speak.

"Why are you arresting them?" Snape was incomprehensible.

The two venerable witches were already very old, Goshawk was younger, but he was also seventy-five, and they had never been involved in any activities, whether they were Grindelwald or Voldemort now.

"Wild hunting is not a fool." Harry drank the water from his cup, his teeth aching, "I'm afraid they're taking some interest in our world." ”

"Magic is the mind."

"I'm afraid that Crouch, or Voldemort, or that unknown helper, has let the Wild Hunters know that our magic may be able to manipulate the White Frost."

"They want to get the blood of the ancients to hide from the hoarfrost, but if they can solve it, then I think they will be happy."

"If you want to conquer a world, you have to know a world."

"What better way to understand the world than a historian, a magician?"

Dumbledore secretly removed the water from the cup and placed it next to Harry's cup, "So we have to officially face the Wild Hunt now?" ”

Harry nodded, "Let's go, we're afraid we'll have to go to Godric's Hollow." ”

"By the way, Albus, remember to block the secret passage."

(End of chapter)