Harry Potter Morning Light

Harry looked at his watch. There were still ten minutes before the end of the game. At present, Tottenham and Manchester City each scored a goal.

"Where's Ron?"

Harry heard a familiar voice and turned to look over to see Dean Thomas standing on the steps between the stands.

He also joined the Aurors. It was not a strange thing for the two to meet, but Dean used to be Ginny's boyfriend, which made Harry's expression very awkward. After all, he had seen Ginny and Dean kissing with his own eyes. .

"He's injured, and he's in the hospital," Harry said dryly.

"I heard that he is the protagonist tonight." Dean asked again, "The protagonist is missing, how can the play be performed?"

"We have backup plans," said Harry.

"Hermione? Anyway, where is she?"

Harry nodded with difficulty. "She was with Ron in the hospital."

"Then tell me what the plan is, maybe I can help," Dean asked.

"No, no need." Harry said decisively, "Everything is under control."

At this moment, his position is not far from the lighting control room of the stadium, and he has communicated with the Muggles inside. He only needs to give a signal to turn off the lights.

"Well, since you said so." Dean turned to leave.

"I became a temporary Chaser in sixth grade. Everyone said that was the most disappointing year for En. Do you think so?"

Harry looked at Dean, "Why are you bringing this up?"

"We all wanted to be in the Aurors when we were in school, that was our goal, like I wanted to put the Quaffle in the hoop, you wanted to catch the Snitch, but when I actually joined the Aurors, I found that , people's evaluation of Auror is not the same as when we were studying."

"Oh, I know." Harry laughed. "A bunch of hypocrites trying to get ahead."

"When the mysterious man returned, the Aurors even served him and the Death Eaters. Some people asked me how the mysterious man summoned the Aurors, and whether we have the Dark Mark on our arms." Dean paused, He also said, "I told you when I first entered school that my father was killed by Death Eaters, but I didn't mention how he died. He used to be an Auror, in order to prevent my mother and I from getting involved in danger. , he left us and left us in the Muggle world, then my mom remarried and I had 7 more half siblings and my step dad was very nice to me, almost as good as his biological kids but i can't think of him as my real father my mum didn't tell me that until i joined the aurors too and she didn't want me to do it with hero worship. you're already famous Now, and she's Head of the Ministry of Magic Enforcement, so there's no need for tricks, is there, Harry?"

Harry, who didn't pay much attention at first, couldn't help but frowned.

"What do you mean?"

"Fudge is quite stupid. He actually thinks that Dumbledore wants to replace him as Minister of Magic. If he wants power, he doesn't need a group of students to form a Dumbledore's Army to usurp power and seek rebellion."

Harry was feeling baffled when the Muggles watching the match suddenly stood up and booed.

He turned his head and looked at the field. It turned out that Tottenham had passed through Manchester City's defensive gap by chance, and the players were rushing towards the goal at full speed.

"Goal, goal, goal!" The host roared heart-piercingly, as if the players could really kick the ball in.

Even people who have no interest in football can't help but raise their hearts when they see this scene. Harry suppressed the beating of his heart, and looked back at Dean. At this time, he had turned and left the stands.

"By the way, looking glass." Harry took the looking glass that Ron had given him from his pocket.

It seemed to be all right, not sparkling like the first time Remus Lupin met him on the Hogwarts Express.

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"I have always ignored a problem." Voldemort said in Pomona's mind, "Who made Grindelwald believe in that fairy tale, and collecting all the Deathly Hallows can become the master of Death."

At this moment, she was looking at a book in a daze, and she had stayed on that page for a long time.

But Severus didn't remind him that he was also holding a book in a daze, or thinking about future plans, so he also held the book motionless.

"Alchemy is a branch of magic, which has been taught by professors for a long time, but judging from the current situation, things don't seem to be what they said." Voldemort continued, "You know how Grindelwald summoned him followers?"

"I have no idea……"

"A kind of black cloth, it looks like transparent satin, but Muggles can't see them." An almost unreal figure appeared beside the brass telescope. Pacing, Pomona couldn't help rubbing her eyes, and the ghostly figure disappeared.

"When he summons his followers, the cloth will cover the entire city's buildings, just like unused furniture needs to be covered with cloth. It is very easy to see in the daytime. I want to surpass him. So the Dark Mark was designed, and it looks like a new constellation at night, and I think that's called destiny, and I'm the chosen one."

"But you said you were cursed by God," said Pomona. "And you forbade me from that name."

"That cloth is very similar to the veil in the Hall of Death in the Department of Mysteries," said Voldemort. "Perhaps that cloth is the real Death's cloak. The one Harry Potter has is nothing more than a well-made Invisibility Cloak."

"What?!" she exclaimed in surprise, startling Severus.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"The Dark Lord is talking about the death cloak, I mean, the real death cloak, not Harry's invisibility cloak!" Her voice was trembling with excitement, "Do you know how Grindelwald summoned his followers? "

"He was in prison before we were born," Severus said dryly. "How would I know."

"A black cloth that can cover the entire city, invisible to muggles, but only to wizards."

Severus tilted his head and thought for a moment, "Is it like a dementor's cloak?"

"The Dark Lord said the cloth resembled the curtains of the Hall of Death!"

"He who has not seen death cannot see the Veil, nor the voice within," Severus said.

"Like thestrals," said Voldemort.

"But seeing thestrals doesn't necessarily mean hearing whispers," Pomona said.

Severus spread his hands and returned to his seat, as if he didn't intend to mix up the topic.

"Don't just sit around, join the discussion!" Pomona complained.

"What's the point of discussing this?" Severus asked.

"Find out the truth."

"Am I the only one in this room still wondering how to get Sun Gold?"

"The disappearing cabinet you mentioned earlier may be a replica of some kind of restored ancient alchemical object, for example, the door in the Hall of Death," said Voldemort. "It was in the Room of Requirement, which was installed by the Council of Magic. "

"Another cabinet, how did it get to Borginbok?" asked Pomona.

"Corruption, corruption, that cabinet is very old, maybe it was sold to Borginbock by some clerk." Severus said weakly, "Before Bella and the others invaded Hogwarts through it, it had nothing but There's no use for something other than disappearing, so it's thrown away as scrap."

"How about we make a bet?" said Voldemort. "Nothing will happen on the pitch in England tonight."

"You mean, the werewolf made the Aurors underestimate the enemy?" Pomona said in surprise.

"And you can use this opportunity to find out the Auror's defense methods." Voldemort continued, "If I were a villain, I would do that."

"You're the villain," Pomona said.

Voldemort ignored her.

"Should we warn over there?" Pomona said to Severus.

"Remind them of what?"

"The werewolves probably won't attack tonight. They're going to let the Aurors relax and attack another day."

Severus smiled.

"You just need to discuss the maze with the Dark Lord, and leave the rest alone."

She was a little upset, and the old bat pulled her over and sat her on his lap.

"Do you remember the story about the wolf coming? The lying child said too many times that the wolf came, and it turned out that the wolf came, but no one believed what he said."

"I reminded them it wasn't a prank!"

Severus put his finger on her lips.

"Many people only look at the problem and only look at the result. If you tell them that the werewolf will not come to sneak attack tonight, but the werewolf turned the false attack into a real attack, then others will say that you were bought by the werewolf."

"so what should I do now?"

"I told you, don't worry about these things, let me handle them."

"So what's your plan?" Pomona asked.

Severus opened his mouth, but didn't say anything, instead he twisted her nose.

"What about the death cloak and thestrals just mentioned, how about you continue discussing this with the Dark Lord?"

Pomona punched him, then went to the sofa next to her, sat down with her back to him, and decided to break off with him for three minutes.

"Do you think it's the death cloak, or the new constellations that look cooler?" said Voldemort.

Pomona was so angry that she was speechless.

"Werewolves are summoned in the simplest way. Just learn how wolves howl. It seems that the British should pay attention to barking dogs recently."

Voldemort thought he was humorous, but Pomona couldn't laugh.

As Nadia said, the British sense of humor can be really weird sometimes.