The Mightiest Badger at Hogwarts

Without saying a word, the bar owner took George, Fred and others, completely ignoring the traffic coming and going on the road, and stepped directly onto the road.

Accompanied by a series of rapid braking sounds, several cars were forced to stop.

In the car in front of the queue, the driver was so angry that he popped his head out of the window and wanted to curse.

However, when he saw the tall figure of the bar owner and the weird costumes of Harry and others, he immediately shrank back.

"I bet he thought we were lunatics who escaped from a mental hospital!"

Harry felt a little embarrassed and covered his face with his hands and whispered to Hermione.

Hermione, who also grew up in Muggle society, naturally felt this way, and she also covered her face and nodded.

"What's there to hide from?"

George and Fred said nonchalantly, and made faces at the driver as they passed by, scaring the driver so much that he almost shrank into the chassis.

Seeing this, George and Fred laughed.

The group of people crossed the road talking and laughing. During this period, their weird costumes attracted a large number of people to watch during the evening rush hour.

Some kind aunts even came over to ask Harry and others if they had been abducted and if they needed to call the police for them.

After all, the bar owner doesn't look like a nice guy.

However, all these attentions disappeared when they approached the abandoned red phone booth.

The crowd that was still concerned about them a moment ago shifted their attention for a moment and continued to do what they should do.

"Muggle Repelling Curse! That's why these Muggles behave like this."

Ron said proudly as if he wanted to show off his knowledge.

But Hermione immediately said:

"Of course I know this is a Muggle expulsion curse. We already saw it at the door of the Leaky Cauldron when we first entered the magical world!"

Ron curled his lips and wanted to continue saying something, but was slapped on the head by George.

"Don't be stunned, follow me quickly!"

After hearing this, everyone realized that the bar owner had already walked into the phone booth first, waving his hands for everyone to follow him.

Ron rubbed the painful back of his head angrily and said:

"Why did we go in there?"

George and Fred obviously wanted to know the answer, and they both looked at the bar owner in front of them.

"This is a secret passage into the Ministry of Magic," Harry explained when he saw that the bar owner had no intention of answering, "Mr. Weasley brought me here when I was here for trial before."

"What? My father brought you here?"

George and Fred said to each other, "We are his biological sons, but he has never mentioned such fun things to us!?"

No one will respond to George and Fred's complaints.

After all, everyone knew that Mr. Weasley was right not to tell George and Fred about the passage.

Otherwise, with George and Fred's temperaments, God knows what trouble they could cause.

But what surprised everyone was that the bar owner, who had been silent since the beginning, also sneered when he heard this and said:

"Oh! The famous savior Harry Potter, you have really rich experiences."

Hearing the sarcasm in the bar owner's words, Harry frowned and said:

"That's not as rich as yours, right? Mr. Weasley told me that this phone booth is the emergency channel of the Ministry of Magic. As an employee of the Ministry of Magic, I'm not surprised that he knows about it, but how do you, the bar owner, know about it?"

"Obviously, you were deceived by that Weasley, kid." The bar owner said nonchalantly, "This phone booth was just a regular passage before the Ministry of Magic popularized Floo network fireplaces, and there were not a few people who knew about it.

The real emergency exit for magic is in a public restroom a few blocks away.

Visitors need to flush themselves down the toilet to reach the Ministry of Magic.

If you don't like crowding into phone booths, I can take you to use that one too. "

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of Harry and others changed.

Especially after seeing George and Fred looking eager to give it a try, Hermione couldn't hold back any longer. She pushed Harry and Ron directly into the phone booth and said:

"Quick! Quick! Let's go! I don't want to be flushed down the toilet!"

At Hermione's urging, everyone squeezed into the small phone booth.

At this time, the bar owner could no longer maintain his previous calmness. He bent his arms strangely to reach the dial wheel and dialed a series of numbers with difficulty.

As the dial whirred back to its original position, a woman's cold voice sounded from the phone booth:

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and business."

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger..." Harry recited everyone's names very quickly, and only reacted halfway to look at the bar owner and said, "Your What’s the name?”

The bar owner frowned slightly and was silent for a moment before saying:

"Aberforth."

"Where's the last name?" Harry asked, "If you want to pass this phone booth, you must give your true and complete name. You should also know that, right?"

"Of course! Of course! Of course I know!" the bar owner said angrily, "Dumbledore! My name is Aberforth Dumbledore!"

"What? Your last name is Dumbledore too?"

Harry and others said in surprise in unison.

Aberforth seemed to have expected such a situation.

He forcefully pulled Harry away, read everyone's names on the dial, and finally said:

"Let's save the world!"

"Thank you," the cold female voice sounded again, "Guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

Immediately, with a jingling sound, six badges slid out from the metal chute where coins usually exited.

Each coin is clearly engraved with each person's name, as well as the suffix 'Rescue Mission'.

Aberforth put the badge on Harry and others' robes arrogantly.

"Visitor of the Ministry of Magic, you need to be checked at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The checkpoint is at the end of the main hall."

The cold female voice spoke slowly.

After that, the ground of the phone booth suddenly trembled, and the sidewalk outside the glass window rose higher and higher. Finally, it became pitch black above them, and everyone could only hear some monotonous and harsh friction sounds.

Harry's big eyes flashed in the darkness. He took several deep breaths and then said:

"Aberforth, I'm sorry, can I call you that? After all, your last name is..."

"Just call me that!" Aberforth said impatiently, "I hate you calling me that last name anyway!"

"Um, okay!" Harry continued with some embarrassment, "Are you and Dumbledore... Principal Dumbledore related? I mean, are you from the same family?"

As Harry spoke, several people had descended deep into the Ministry of Magic.

A thin golden light shone into the phone booth, reflecting Aberforth's cold expression.

"Of course not!" Aberforth said without hesitation, "I have nothing to do with that guy!"

As soon as Aberforth finished speaking, the thin line of golden light slowly widened and expanded to cover their bodies.

Through the narrow glass door of the phone booth, everyone could clearly see a middle-aged man wearing a black security uniform looking at them blankly.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant evening."

The cold female voice sounded again.

The door to the phone booth swung open.

Immediately afterwards, Aberforth suddenly turned his wrist, and a ball of gray-white light hit the middle-aged man's face hard, knocking him out.

Harry, George and others stumbled out of the phone booth.

They clutched their wands tightly and looked around with great vigilance.

However, the huge hall of the Ministry of Magic seemed to be empty except for the middle-aged man. There was no life in the fireplace embedded in the four walls. Only the golden symbols on the dark peacock blue ceiling were still moving. Changing.

"Let's go! There won't be anyone else here!"

Aberforth said angrily and took the lead to walk into the hall.

Ron frowned and said:

"How did you know?"

"Because it's already five o'clock in the afternoon, past the Ministry of Magic's closing time."

"Even so, don't they have overtime staff and on-duty staff?"

"I can tell you clearly, no." Aberforth said angrily, "I already knew it personally when I came to the Ministry of Magic to handle the formalities for the Pig's Head Bar.

This group of officials from the Ministry of Magic will never work overtime. As long as the time comes to 04:30 in the afternoon, there will be no one in the entire Ministry of Magic except for three or two people who have been sent to the Defense Department to hang around. . "

Hearing this, George and Fred's faces were filled with envy.

As ambitious young people (micro-capitalists) who are determined to open a 'Weasley Joke Shop', they have long been accustomed to the 996 life. They never expected that the concept of getting off work on time is still implemented to this extent in this world. The unit.

"No wonder everyone wants to work in the Ministry of Magic after graduation!" George and Fred sighed, "Money is a lot but little work! Everyone would want to come here!"

Upon hearing this, Aberforth glanced at them with a look that looked at garbage, and then said:

"Don't say you don't have these anymore, let's leave quickly!"

After saying that, he took the lead and ran past the Magic Brothers fountain statue composed of extraordinary creatures of various races, and arrived at the wand checkpoint inside the hall.

During the day, this place is always crowded with people, making it seem busy and agitated.

But at this moment, there was no one here. Even the chair where the checkpoint wizard was sitting was missing the security department staff.

This obviously confirms what Aberforth said before.

Or perhaps, the unlucky guy who was directly knocked down by Aberforth should have been sitting here.

They passed through the golden gate and came to the elevator unimpeded.

As Aberforth pressed the button, the elevator immediately began to descend.

The sound of the chain rubbing was so harsh in the quiet and empty Ministry of Magic.

Despite Aberforth's previous assurance, this still made Harry and others anxious.

However, until the elevator landed, there were no security guards around.

Only the familiar and cold female voice reported again:

"Department of Mysteries."

The fence door opened slightly, and the black door that Harry had seen several times in his dreams was finally revealed to everyone.

Just like in the dream, a distorted letter M was clearly hung on the door.

……

At the same time, in the Office of the Assistant Minister of Magic on the first floor of the Ministry of Magic.

Link and his friends were gathered in front of a huge crystal ball.

What was reflected in the crystal ball was a clear picture of Harry and his party.

"Tsk! Why was that old guy attracted too?"

Looking at Aberforth on the screen, Old Barty made a very rare complaint.

Link smiled when he heard this and said:

"It's normal. After all, Dumbledore is his biological brother. Although he says that Dumbledore has been expelled from the family on behalf of his parents, in fact, they still have a deep brotherhood!"

"You mean, that bar owner is Dumbledore's biological brother?" Percy said in disbelief, "But... how is this possible?"

"What's impossible?" Old Barty said disdainfully, "As long as you shave off that old guy's beard, you will find that he looks almost exactly like Dumbledore!"

Being reprimanded by old Barty, Percy instinctively wanted to fall out.

But then he seemed to remember something, and quickly glanced at Link. Seeing that Link had no expression, he lowered his head with a pale face.

Seeing this, Link nodded with satisfaction. It seemed that the education given by Old Kled had a pretty good effect.

"Okay, now that Harry and the others are in place, are our manpower ready?"

Link turned to look at Old Barty again and said.

After hearing this, Old Barty, who had previously looked disdainful towards Percy, immediately changed to a humble expression and said with great respect:

"Scrimgeour has received the message and is ambushing the Silent Passage with the Auror troops. You can enter the Department of Mysteries through the escape tunnel at any time.

Mr. Kled's hunter unit has also arrived at the Department of Mysteries and is lurking in the Hall of Shadows.

As for the troops you brought over, they are on standby in the Magical Law Enforcement Department on the second floor. "

Old Batty's voice paused slightly when he mentioned the army.

Link smiled and said:

"What dissatisfaction do you have with me leading the army to participate in this operation?"

Old Batty's face froze, but in the end he gritted his teeth and said:

"Yes, Lord Foley! To be honest, those students are not very powerful in combat and will not be of great benefit to this battle. It seems that you brought them here this time..."

"Like he's dying?" Link interrupted Old Barty and said, "Oh, you won't understand."

After saying that, Link walked out of the Assistant Minister of Magic's office first.

Percy, Emily and others also hurriedly followed.

Only old Batty looked at the group of people with a sad look from behind.

Old Barty really didn't understand why Link did this.

You must know that these students are the future of the magic world in the country, even if Link wants to take the opportunity to train their combat abilities.

But as soon as he started, it was the ultimate battle with Voldemort, which was a bit too outrageous.

"Ugh--"

With a long sigh, Old Batty finally followed the team.

And the final destination of their trip is Fudge's Office of the Minister of Magic!