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Then several people entered Regulus's bedroom full of silver and green decorations.

They spent more than an hour searching every inch of the room, and were finally forced to come to the conclusion that Regulus had no clue about other Horcruxes either. He could find the locket, perhaps only because Voldemort happened to "need a house-elf."

It was already early morning, and Ron nodded sleepily leaning against Regulus's wardrobe.

"You know what I realize?" Hermione flipped through all of Regulus's books in frustration, and put another one back in the bookcase, "Even if we find a soul It is impossible to destroy it with our abilities."

"...Yes...Yes." Ron, who nodded with a high frequency, responded subconsciously.

"Dumbledore... did he teach you how to destroy Horcruxes? After all, they solved the locket—" Hermione asked, yawning.

"Hermione, be quiet, I hear someone!" Harry listened carefully, hands still up, warning them not to speak. After a while, a rustling sound came from the porch downstairs. The three men clenched their wands and stood behind the door holding their breaths.

The squeaks on the old stairs got closer and closer and finally stopped in front of their door.

The moment the man outside opened the door, three wands pointed at his nose. "Don't move!" said Harry.

"Don't fire, it's me, Cedric!"

"Oh, thank God," said Hermione weakly. Ron lowered his wand too, but Harry didn't.

"Show proof!" he shouted.

The tall, handsome Auror stepped into the light, still raising his hands in a gesture of surrender.

"During the Triwizard Tournament, you revealed the content of the first level to me. As for the second level, I suggest you use the prefect's bathroom."

"Oh, yes," Harry lowered his wand, "but I have to check, don't I?"

"Mad-Eye would be so proud of you," Cedric said. "I heard that the Burrow was raided, and thought you might be hiding here, so come and see. Listen, there are two Death Eaters in the square outside—"

"—what?" Ron exclaimed.

" - I had to Apparate right to the top of the front steps to make sure they wouldn't see me. They couldn't possibly have known you were here or more would have been sent, but no idea Why are they still here. Follow me downstairs first, Harry. It's not safe here, Snape could reveal his location at any time, and the Death Eaters outside the door are watching."

"But we have nowhere else to go," said Harry, "and Sirius is still here."

"As long as you're not in this house, Sirius is safe." Cedric changed his gentle image, glanced upstairs with concern, and said firmly: " If you stay on this day, it means danger to him everywhere." He said and took out a note, "You can live in my house, this is another security place that Dumbledore arranged before his death. Room."

"But..." Harry looked at Cedric suspiciously, not feeling that Diggory's house was stronger than Sirius' house.

"You need help," whispered Cedric, waving a few people to the window, pulling the curtains with a wand a tiny gap, two men in long cloaks Silent vigilance, staring at houses 11 and 13 as usual. "No matter what assignments Dumbledore has left for you, the members of the Order of the Phoenix need to do everything they can to keep you safe. So you need a temporary hiding place until the day my house is exposed, Harry."

"Where are Mr. Diggory and Mrs. Diggory?" Seeing Ron who was ready to leave, Hermione asked.

"My parents have gone abroad, and the Department of Magical Creatures Control has lost control of werewolves..." Cedric hinted vaguely to them, "The situation in the UK is not as good as it used to be, and I joined early The Order of the Phoenix. As soon as Dumbledore had an accident, I sent them to Austria, where my mother has a distant relative."

Hermione agreed with this answer, but she still looked at Harry for his opinion.

Harry's scar was always sore from time to time tonight, and Voldemort's anger never stopped. He couldn't think of a better option, so he nodded to Cedric and smiled gratefully.

"Then the door key and the Floo network are monitored." Cedric smiled wryly, "I haven't returned to the department yet, so I don't know what they're up to. But it seems we only have one We'll do it. We'll Apparate at the front door later, and remember to hold on to my arm—be careful not to be seen by them." He passed the note he had taken out to Harry, Ron, and Hermione in turn, "Remember this address, the daring loyalty mantra, I am the keeper."

The three followed Cedric to the porch. Kreacher poked its sparse white-haired head from the ground.

"Kreacher, promise me, take good care of Sirius and don't let him get hurt." Harry felt very guilty at the thought of his godfather's disappointed expression tomorrow morning, and couldn't help but turn around and instruct the elf.

The elf, still dripping with tears and snot, bent over to him fiercely, her big nose almost hitting the floor.

"Wait a minute," Hermione said softly with a sudden pat on the forehead, "I...I forgot to take something, I'll be back soon." She trotted up the stairs and passed It came down again after a while, and the small beaded bag seemed to be heavier than before.

"Let's go. Grab my arm." Cedric was a little nervous. He opened the door of Blake's old house with the smallest movement, dodged and stood on the steps, and then let the people inside the door come out one by one. The four were close together, lest one of them accidentally reveal someone's elbow or heel. "Three, two, one."

Another uncomfortable Apparition journey, four young wizards appear in an unfamiliar yard. Tall hedges and orchards blocked the little house so Muggles wouldn't find it.

Harry, Ron and Hermione recited the address on the note in their hearts, and soon a house appeared in front of them.

This house is not the same as the Burrow. It is very compact and regular, but it is still out of tune with the ordinary small houses in the countryside. The white brick walls are about four stories high, but the roof has exaggerated spires, like a miniature castle or church, full of Elizabethan architecture.

"Welcome to Diggory's house." Cedric turned back to the three exhausted guests after casting several protective spells like OCD.

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Late night on the wedding day, Ginny and Gwen were tossing and turning in the room.

"Can't sleep?" Gwen asked, looking at Ginny who sighed softly on the opposite bed.

"I'm so worried about them." Ginny rolled over and looked at the low ceiling of the Burrow, "I wish they could get word back."

"You know what's going on," Gwen sat up, leaning back against the head of the bed, "everyone is being watched, and any way of delivering information is dangerous."

"What about the telescopic ears?" Ginny asked. "I was going to give Harry one before they set off...I didn't expect the Death Eaters to come so quickly..."

"I'm afraid not." Gwen said in an almost whispering voice, "Just now, before going to bed, Fred and George studied for a while and found that there was always a sizzle in the retractable ear. The voice—perhaps also being monitored by the 'Ministry of Magic'," she said exaggeratedly and heavily, "by what means?"

Ginny sighed loudly, "Same as Floo... Ron has said both of them long ago, and I don't know who they are doing business with. Look at now, such a convenient connection There is no way to use it.”

"Sleep, little girl." Gwen buried her head in the quilt. "There may be any new news tomorrow."

At the breakfast table the next day, everyone was silent. Because they are not sure what to say is safe. Lupin and Tonks returned to their den last night after securing the Weasleys. Moody on the hospital bed was a little irritable. Since Cedric couldn't send the Patronus to the Burrow casually, he didn't know whether his arrangement yesterday was perfectly executed.

It wasn't until after breakfast that a little guest suddenly appeared in the Burrow.

Dobby Apparated directly into the room where Ron and Harry used to live, so much so that it scared the groaning ghoul out of the pig. The rest of the house immediately ran up to the sixth floor from every corner.

"I have a message!"

"Shh—" George covered Gwen's screaming mouth, and Fred controlled the house-elf who was going to speak directly. Bill went downstairs and brought Mad-Eye up for anything - "because this stinky house is the last place the Death Eaters would notice". Mrs. Weasley and Mr. Weasley shouted things like "Oh my God, his abscess has burst!" "Be careful, Ron, pus is contagious from other places..." Casts sound-isolating magic on the surrounding area.

Moody was helped up the stairs by Bill, panting and looking very uncomfortable. But the moment he saw the elf on his hideous face was actually a lot easier. Sitting down on Ron's bed, he didn't dislike the sheet that had been soiled by the ghouls.

"Speak, Dobby." Moody's eyes rolled, and he signaled to the others that it was safe here.

"I have