Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Harry: "What was it like the last time you were there?"

Indra: "There are four Aurors at the gate, and there will be more now. The door is locked and there are various alarms. Hogsmeade should be no exception."

Harry: "Let's go take a look first and then think of a solution. The mysterious man can fly. It won't be long before he checks all the Horcruxes and goes to Hogwarts."

Indra hesitated for a moment and touched the Liaison Gallon in his arms.

I don't know how long I will be separated from Draco this time.

The three of them hid under the invisibility cloak. Indra grabbed Hermione's wrist through the invisibility cloak, "Are you ready?"

Several empty ankles came with affirmative answers from Harry, Ron and Hermione.

The sun was completely below the horizon and it was already dark.

The fire dragon on the other side of the lake has finished drinking water, finished resting, and spreads its wings to fly to an invisible distant place.

After a slight noise, Indra led the three people into the dark space squeezed during the Apparition.

The familiar chill of Hogsmeade came over, and Indra felt snowflakes falling on herself.

It's still so cold here, and the outlines of the mountains at night, the familiar shop names, and the winding road leading to Hogwarts all come into view.

But this shock was far less violent and overwhelming than the last time she sneaked into Hogwarts and returned to the familiar Slytherin common room.

Before anyone could speak, a sharp cry pierced the silent night sky, and Indra immediately suspected that this was some kind of alarm spell they had touched.

Then, the door to the Three Broomsticks, whose windows shimmered with light, suddenly banged open, and a dozen Death Eaters wearing hoods, masks, and cloaks rushed into the street.

A Death Eater waved his wand, and the eardrum-piercing screams stopped.

"The invisibility cloak is coming!" the Death Eaters shouted, but the summoning spell had no effect on Harry's invisibility cloak.

The Death Eaters spread out, searching around, and a few ran towards them, raising their wands and firing spells in all directions.

Indra pulled the three people back and hid in the nearest alley. She tried to apparate outside Hogsmeade, but it didn't work.

She whispered, "Apparition won't work."

There were dementors floating over in front and behind the streets, bringing a bone-chilling chill that was worse than snow. They caught them and surrounded them with fear and excitement.

There was no place to escape. Indra thought about the time she spent with Draco at Mrs. Puddifu's Tea House, and whispered, "Calling the Guardians——"

The silver-white fire dragon flew out of the wand and circled around, and the dementors immediately fled in all directions.

A confused murmur came from the invisible darkness, "Why is it a fire dragon?! It's not a stag."

"That was planted by Potter's accomplice! Don't forget that he also has three accomplices!" shouted another Death Eater.

The four people turned into another street, temporarily avoiding the Death Eaters, but the menacing footsteps around them were getting closer and closer. Indra said to Harry, Ron and Hermione, "There is really no way we can only... …”

Before she could finish her words, there was the sound of the door bolt creaking behind her, a small door in a row of shops opened, and a low, rough voice said, "Potter, come in! Quick!"

Before the Death Eaters came over, the four people quickly got into the door without hesitation.

A tall black figure stood by the door, and quickly closed the door gently after Indra and the others came in.

They all kept silent and hid behind the door, waiting for the sound of the Death Eaters walking past the door.

After a long time, maybe only for a moment, the sound of the Death Eaters yelling and scolding and the chaotic footsteps faded away.

Indra lifted his own disillusionment spell and turned his gaze to the tall, motionless black figure. Harry, Hermione and Ron also emerged from under the invisibility cloak.

"Come with me." The tall black figure said impatiently, picked up a candlestick from a table, lit it, and walked in one direction.

With the faint candlelight, Indra could clearly see the furnishings in the room. This was the Pig's Head Bar, and the person who had just saved them was the owner of the Pig's Head Bar.

He suddenly said roughly, "What do you damn fools think that you dare to come here?"

Harry said, "Thank you, you saved us. I really don't know how to repay you."

Indra followed the candlelight through the dirty bar, then through a door, and climbed up a loose and shaky wooden staircase.

Upstairs was a bright living room with a worn wool carpet on the floor. Above the small fireplace with a fire, Indra saw a large oil painting.

The painting showed a young girl with blond hair. When Indra looked over, she looked back gently and a little blankly.

The owner of the Hog's Head turned around and lit the lamps with his wand.

Indra could see his metallic silver-gray hair and beard. Behind the dirty lenses was a pair of bright blue eyes, very sharp.

Indra didn't go to the Pig's Head Bar a few times because it wasn't a good place for a date.

Naturally, she had never seen the face of the owner of the Pig Head Bar clearly. He was always immersed in wiping the tables and wine glasses, making them even dirtier, leaving only a figure with disheveled hair and beard.

But under the bright light of the living room, Indra suddenly overlapped these blue eyes with another pair of eyes in memory.

At this time, Ron's stomach was growling, and the owner of the Pig's Head Bar had already made them sit on the sofa and brought out a lot of bread, cheese and mead.

Indra's eyes were focused on the oil painting on the fireplace. Was that... Ariana?

The two coincidences confirmed each other, and Indra guessed that the owner of the Pig's Head Bar might be Dumbledore's brother, Aberforth.

She took a sip of the mead and finally asked, "Are you Aberforth?"

Aberforth's hand while pouring the wine paused, his blue eyes looking sharp, "How do you know?"

Indra looked at him and said, "I guess your eyes are similar."

Aberforth was noncommittal about the answer, his bright blue eyes looking like Dumbledore's.

Ron and Hermione both took a breath and looked at him in surprise. The owner of the Pig's Head Bar turned out to be Principal Dumbledore's brother.

"How do you have this?" Harry suddenly stood up and pointed to a small rectangular mirror under the painting.

Aberforth said, "Bought it from Mundungus. Albus told me I could watch you in this mirror."

Ron said excitedly: "So was that silver deer sent by you too?"

Aberforth: "What are you talking about?"

Ron: "Someone asked a doe Patronus to bring us the Sword of Gryffindor!"

Aberforth: "No, my patronus is the goat."

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It’s time for the final decisive battle, and it’s almost the end.