Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 459 Hera: Long time no see, Moody
"We'll have plenty of time to talk!" Moody roared over the din, and the kitchen fell silent.Moody threw the sack at his feet and turned to Harry, "We had to abandon our original plan because of Snape's betrayal. Besides, you still have traces on your body because you are not yet of age."

"I do not have--"

"Zongsi, Zongsi!" Moody said impatiently, "Spells that detect wizards under the age of 17 performing magical activities, the Ministry of Magic uses it to find out what kind of magic is used by minors! If you, or anyone around you, casts a spell to get you out of here, the Death Eaters will know—they have spies at the Ministry of Magic."

"We can't wait for Trace to disappear, because once you turn seventeen, you'll lose all the protection your mother gave you. Simply put, the Death Eaters probably think you've got nowhere to go. That's why You-Know-Who has started showing up again."

Harry nodded.

"Then what shall we do?"

"There are only a few vehicles we can use: broomsticks, thestrals, and Hagrid's light bike, the only ones that are undetectable because no spells are needed."

Harry saw a hole in the plan, but he held back, believing that Moody and the others must have noticed the glaring hole.

"Your mother's spell will break in two cases: you become an adult, or you no longer recognize this place as your home." Moody said, pointing to the empty living room. "Today, you and your aunt and uncle parted ways, knowing that you will never live together again, right?"

Harry nodded again.

"So, once you leave this time, you will never come back. The spell will break when you go out of its range. Our choice is to break it early, because You-Know-Who will definitely come and get you when you turn 17." Moody said gruffly. "We had an advantage. They didn't know that we were coming to transfer you tonight. We gave the Ministry of Magic a false information: they thought you would leave on your 30th birthday. However, Snape betrayed us." Moody fixed both eyes on Harry, hoping he would realize the seriousness of the problem.

But Harry just pouted and said, "I told you that a long time ago. You don't believe me."

"Now is not the time to discuss this, Harry." Moody's rough hand patted Harry's back. "I know you must have a lot to say, but we're running out of time, kid."

Harry shut his mouth, and Moody went on.

"We've all made up our homes to look like safe houses, and we've taken the best precautions to make them look like places to hide you, and they all have some connection to the Order of the Phoenix," Moody said. "Don't ask me why I can't use Black's old house again. Hera is dead. We haven't figured out whether the house has returned to its original owner. You know, Bellacritus is Sirius' sister, and it's no longer safe there."

"But Penelope" Harry still couldn't help asking, after Hera died, the ownership of the house should be transferred to his wife, shouldn't it?
"They didn't have a wedding, they weren't registered with the Ministry of Magic, you understand? That's not recognized, the contract won't recognize it." Moody roared gruffly, as if the mention of Hera's name made him go into a rage.

Tonks bumped Harry with his shoulder, and said in an extremely small voice, "Don't mention this name in front of him again, he can't accept these facts recently."

Indeed, the successive deaths of close friends made Moody vulnerable. Even though he was such a brave and skilled Auror, he couldn't bear the blows one after another. His best friend Dumbledore passed away, and his promising junior Hera died unexpectedly. They couldn't even take care of his widow.He was full of guilt, and he was willing to exchange his life for these two friends to come back.

"You go to Tonks' house, and once you're within the range of the protective charm we've placed on the house, you can use a portkey to transfer to the Burrow. Any questions?"

"Uh, yes," Harry finally couldn't hold back any longer. He pointed out the loophole he had discovered early on, "Maybe they didn't know which of the twelve safe houses I was going to, but—" He quickly tapped the number, "We fourteen flew to Tonks' house, didn't it become clear all at once?"

"Ah," Moody patted himself on the head. "I forgot to mention the crucial point. The fourteen of us will not all fly to Tonks' parents' house. Tonight there will be seven Harry Potters flying in the sky. Everyone will be accompanied, and each group will fly to a different safe house."

Moody drew his curved flagon from under his cloak, and Harry understood his whole plan in an instant without his having to explain.

"No!" Harry said loudly, his voice echoing in the kitchen, "No!"

"Did I tell you he would react like this?" Hermione said a little proudly, yes, it wasn't just him, Ron was also here, as well as his brothers Bill, Charlie, Fred and George, including their father Arthur Weasley.It can be said that the Weasley family came out in full force, except for the female family members and Percy who was lying in St. Mungo's, all of them were dispatched.

"If you think I'm going to risk six people's lives—!"

"It's a first for us," said Ron.

"It's different, pretending to be me—"

Harry also tried to explain the danger to everyone, but obviously everyone was prepared to sacrifice before coming here.

Finally, the discussion ended amidst Moody's roar, and Harry had to follow through, as he couldn't think of a better way.The members of the Order of the Phoenix believed in Dumbledore and Hera without exception. Since they all believed that Harry was the key to winning the war, they should protect Harry.And in the past few years, it has fully proved Harry's specialness to Voldemort.

Harry reached out and pulled out a lock of hair on the top of his head, pulled out a few, and dropped them into the muddy liquid.As soon as the hair touched the surface of the liquid, the potion began to bubble, and the brim of the hat turned a clear golden yellow in the blink of an eye.

Ron, Hermione, Fred, George, Bill, and Mundungus had been chosen to serve as stand-ins, all voluntarily, except Mundungus, who had been kicked into the queue by Hagrid because he had come up with the idea and had to be a part of it.

By the time they were back together, standing in front of the gleaming kitchen sink, Moody finally smiled with satisfaction, though it made his face look even more terrifying.

"Very good." Moody looked at the seven well-dressed Harry Potters in front of him, wearing glasses and carrying luggage, with satisfaction. "The grouping situation is like this. Mundungus and I, together, picked up the broom—"

"Why am I with you?"

"Because you are the only one who needs to be watched." Moody roared. Mundungus is really not a trustworthy guy. He is always greedy for life and afraid of death. Although he can always bring some news from the market, he is really unreliable.

The grouping went on without too much difficulty, after all, when they stepped out of this room, someone might attack them at any time, but Fred and George still tried hard to liven up the atmosphere, they were still playing old tricks.

"I'm George, why have we become Harry, and you still can't tell us apart?"

"Sorry, George."

"Just kidding, I'm actually Fred—"

"Stop messing around!" Moody growled angrily.

When they walked to the back garden and were about to set off, the sky had completely darkened and everything was dark.

Harry got on Hagrid's motorcycle and heard from Hagrid that it was given to him by Sirius.

"Is that it?"

"This is the one." Hagrid looked down at Harry with a smile and said, "Harry, when you sat in it last time, I could lift you up with a single slap."

Harry got into the sidecar and couldn't help feeling a little six o'clock.The others got on their broomsticks too, and they were ready to go.

"Okay, okay," Moody said loudly, "Everyone get ready, I ask everyone to leave at the same time, otherwise the whole diversion tactic will fail."

With the earth-shattering roar of the motorcycle, the broom soared into the sky.But in the process of their ascension, they were surrounded without anyone noticing. At least thirty hooded figures were suspended in the air, forming a huge circle. The members of the Order of the Phoenix flew into their encirclement circle without realizing it.

There were screams and blinding green lights everywhere.

Hagrid's motorcycle did a full turn, nearly throwing Harry off the bike, and Hedwig's cage nearly slipped from under his knees, but he caught the cage and the Firebolt just in time.

The green light grazed Harry's scalp, and he could even smell the stench of burning hair - but this was just a psychological effect on him, in fact, the Killing Curse missed him at all.

The four Death Eaters surrounded Hagrid's motorcycle. They screamed, laughed loudly, and released the Killing Curse recklessly. Their attack target has shifted from Harry to Hagrid. They found that Hagrid is the real manipulator. As long as Hagrid is killed, Harry is completely on their plate.

Harry tried to fight back with a stun spell, red and green lights collided in the air, ejecting colorful sparks.

"Hold on tight, Harry, this one's gonna kill 'em!" growled Hagrid, slamming a green button next to the fuel gauge with his thick fingers.

A wall, a solid brick wall, sprayed from the exhaust pipe.Brick walls stretch and form in the air.Three Death Eaters ducked, but the fourth was not so lucky.He disappeared, the broom shattered to pieces, his companion slowed to save him, Hagrid stooped over the handle and sped forward, the two Death Eaters and the brick wall instantly swallowed up in darkness.

The two remaining Death Eaters became even angrier, and their spells became faster and faster. Harry had no chance to fight back at all. He put his head down in the bucket to avoid being hit by the flying Killing Curses.

Harry and Hagrid hadn't been hit by the Killing Curse, but the bike beneath them wasn't so lucky, and the metal connection between his sidecar and the bike snapped as he drove furiously along the way.Harry felt like he was going to fall off the motorcycle at any moment.

Harry kept praying in his heart.

"It's me, Harry, don't worry!" Hagrid shouted.Then, with a deafening bang, the sidecar was completely separated from the motorcycle.Driven by the momentum of the speeding motorcycle, Harry maintained a horizontal acceleration, doing a free-fall motion.

In desperation, Harry pointed his wand at the sidecar. He racked his brains to find a spell that would solve his current predicament. He definitely knew a spell that would keep him alive.

"Wingardium—"

Two hooded wizards on broomsticks suddenly appeared on either side of the rapidly descending sidecar, and one of them uttered the incantation Harry had left off, "Wingardim Leviosa!"

The sidecar stabilized, although there was still no source of power, and it could only use inertia to overcome air resistance to move in a straight line with uniform deceleration, but anyway, Harry was safe for the time being.

"Who are you?" Harry asked loudly, and the wind forced him to use all his strength.

The two wizards looked at each other and shook their heads slightly. They pointed to the wand in Harry's hand, signaling for him to control the sidearm, and they pointed to the sky.

"Are you going to help Hagrid?" Harry asked.

The two wizards nodded, and after confirming that Harry had controlled the sidecar, they lightly lifted the broomstick and galloped towards the sky.

Their silhouettes flashed by, and Harry happened to catch a glimpse of a logo on the hem of their clothes, a triangle, a circle tangent in the middle, and a straight line passing through the center of the circle.

"Deathly Hallows!" Harry's eyes widened, he knew who these people were, they were saints!

But why would they help themselves?
Before Harry could think much of it, Hagrid had landed down to Harry's sidecar, grabbed the back of Harry's robes with his big hands, and pulled him out of the sidecar.

"Are they here to help us?" Hagrid looked back at the two wizards with a complicated expression. They were suspended in the air. In just 2 minutes, they had already dealt with the two Death Eaters, and they used the Killing Curse.

Harry swallowed. "I think so. Although I don't know why they did it."

"Let's get to the safe house first." Hagrid said, stepped up the accelerator, and quickly disappeared into the night.

Compared with Hagrid and Harry's smooth escape, Moody's side was much more dangerous, because Mundungus almost lowered his plans to escape as soon as he saw the Death Eaters, and had no will to fight at all.

Moody had to fight with one against many, which caused his physical strength to decline rapidly, and everything in front of him became blurred.

Just in a trance, a stun spell hit him - it was tiring to use the killing spell all the time, especially in the face of Moody, an experienced Auror, they didn't just use the killing spell blindly.

Moody fell off the broom.

"Alastor, how can you attend my wedding with your appearance?"

(End of this chapter)