Harry, Hermione, and the Gryffindor classmates went downstairs together, and it was already time for dinner, and many young wizards had emerged from the classrooms on various floors of the castle, hurrying to the Great Hall, and after a hurried lunch, they would return to their dormitories to change their textbooks, and then start the afternoon lessons.

The rush always seemed a little embarrassing, but Harry, who had been isolated for a few days, felt a joyful fulfillment.

But at the same time, the sense of contrast intensified in his heart.

He had thought that the situation would immediately take a turn for the worse, and everyone would act in full swing to fight against Voldemort, but the current situation was very different from what he had imagined, even though Professor Dumbledore had already warned all the teachers and students in the Great Hall, look at these little wizards in front of him

Many people subconsciously dodged Harry when they saw him, as if he was carrying some kind of plague.

The pleasure in Harry's heart quickly dissipated, and his face turned cold, he knew what that meant. Distrust, in his second year, when everyone thought he was a Slytherin heir and thought he had opened the Chamber of Secrets, he had enjoyed this treatment.

"We'll all have your back, Harry."

Neville and Fred were going to the Great Hall for lunch, while Harry and Hermione were going to Hagrid, and as they parted ways in the foyer, Neville said solemnly,

Hermione sighed and comforted Winter, she had heard from Harry that Twilight had grown into a free elf who could ignore her master's orders, but Winter's had 'not grown', and she had the same self-reproach for each other as Winter.

"If the Ministry of Magic sticks to its guns, many people who don't know the truth won't realize that the Mystics have returned, which will obviously create an opportunity for the Mysteries to grow their power."

Ron was running around the playground alone, and Hermione called out his name several times before smiling and saying to Harry,

When he was in his third year, Professor Bryan took him on a tour of the underground world of Diagon Alley, where the chaos he saw helped him realize that Hogwarts was not all of the wizarding world, and that the real wizarding world was not so perfect and cruel, realistic, and what he had experienced that morning had helped him reinforce this realization.

Hermione led Dom into the room, where she stood by the doorframe, her face also pale and pursed her lips without saying a word.

"Oh, I'm going to be complimented on your clever head again, Hermione--"

"That's right, that's right, Cornelius Fudge's rice bucket, he's always afraid of being taken from his position as minister, and he'll regret it."

Harry and Ron turned their surprised gazes to Hermione, something she hadn't said in the past few days of conversation.

Hagrid smiled sadly, twirling his two thumbs,

"I knew he was going to be back."

Harry and Ron looked at each other, knowing that this might not be over so soon, so they walked first to Hagrid, who was smiling and standing in the doorway to greet the two of them.

"It's a pleasure to see you, little ones!"

As he hurried to Hagrid's hut, Harry shook his head, a smile on his lips.

"The Black Witch who impersonated Professor Moody, her words have no credibility, but since you said that the mystery man has returned, and both Professors Dumbledore and Bryan have confirmed your claims, then this must be the truth."

"I never thought you and Ron would be so diligent one day."

"How are you feeling?"

The sun was shining brightly all over the land, the lawn and the black lake were full of light, and even the forbidden forest behind the wooden house was no longer a piece of black crows.

"But the Ministry of Magic—"

Hagrid said heavily,

Harry instinctively wanted to tell Hagrid that he was fine, but when he was about to say so, he found he couldn't make a sound.

"I never imagined that one day, Neville would become so reliable."

Harry shrugged his shoulders and smiled, they both knew what had happened.

"The mystery man is more capable than you think, Ron, he will always find a whole bunch of bad guys who do bad things, and tell them that if you follow him, you can gain power and wealth, and there is no shortage of wizards who are obsessed with ghosts."

"That day in the hospital I heard him dragging Professor McGonagall to talk to you, saying he had something to do for you. What's that, Hagrid? ”

Ron's lips moved, and he didn't say anything. He himself felt that he was not normal, he had personally experienced the resurrection ritual of the mysterious man, and before the mysterious man took action against them, he cooperated with Harry and Hermione to defeat the arrogance of Barty Crouch Jr., a Death Eater, such a wonderful experience, he must have bragged about it, but now.

In the past few days, he has been living in the school hospital, and in the middle of the night, he will always think of the curse that hit him in the chest, he is like a real death experience, and all the unwillingness and reluctance before his consciousness disappears. These emotions left him in no mood to brag about anything.

Hagrid asked as he reached the edge of his bed, and asked angrily.

Harry, Hermione, and Ron all looked at Hagrid in surprise.

"--I've known it all these years, I know he's hiding in the shadows, waiting for his moment. It's going to happen. Well, it's happening now, we have to admit the reality, we're going to fight, we can organize him to gain power and dominate the world. Dumbledore was determined to do this, Dumbledore, he was such an amazing man, as long as he was there, I wouldn't worry too much, not to mention, we still have Professor Bryan, seriously, I don't think either of the two of them, the mystery man can't handle it, but we have both of them now. ”

Harry frowned,

"But who will take refuge in him?" Ron was puzzled.

"That is--"

Hagrid said.

When they entered, Hagrid happily hugged Harry and Ron hard, then turned and led them into the house.

"I just heard that you were released!"

Apparently, Neville had also noticed how many people had behaved after seeing Harry along the way.

"This isn't a group duel you practice in gym class, Harry, the Mystic can't just rely on a few Death Eaters to attack the wizarding world, he needs to have an army."

Hagrid walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a few cups, he made his tea, and brought some rock crusts for everyone to Harry to take a look at, which was obviously Hagrid's own and not Dom's handiwork, so he decided not to touch the food.

As soon as they approached, a screaming creature flashed out of the shadows of the room and rushed towards Hermione with tears in its eyes.

"Master Granger!"

Hagrid also blinked his black beetle-like eyes in surprise,

"Voldemort won't do anything for the time being, he's going to quietly develop his power. But he already has those Death Eaters, doesn't he? ”

Despicable Karkaroff, fearless old Barty, shameful little Barty, loyally shining, and. Wickedly, Voldemort has simply escaped the word 'man'.

"I can't tell you, Harry, that Dumbledore won't let me say much to you."

Harry's eyebrows moved slightly, and he blurted out,

Noble, vile, evil, death, war. These words became vivid and vivid in his heart.

"It doesn't feel good, does it?"

"That's also what Professor Dumbledore is thinking about right now - preventing him from gaining more support."

Everything that happened that day was as vivid as it was dreamy and vivid.

Hermione said worriedly,

Dom, who was tall and a fully grown house-elf, cried at the first moment he saw Hermione, blaming himself for not doing his duty, not protecting Hermione and putting her in danger. But after the first match, Hagrid sternly warned him that if he dared to intervene in the game again, Hermione would probably be removed from the game, or even expelled.

"Dumbledore has given you such a task, right?"

Hagrid shook his head, and Harry was stunned for a moment at the words, and then his face darkened with a speed visible to the naked eye.

(End of chapter)