[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

After a brief period of darkness and a feeling of suffocation, four people appeared in a remote alley.Here, as the plan envisages, the first part of their operation will take place.The alley was empty except for two huge dumpsters.An old oil lamp was hanging at the entrance of the alley, swinging slowly.

"Hurry up," said Hermione, looking at her watch. "It's past seven."

She waved her wand and sent three slender test tubes to the others: "Let's begin."

The polyjuice that was added to the hair turned a horrible color, boiled, and gave off a strange smell.

Ron muttered dissatisfiedly, and his eyebrows twisted into twists in the face of Gululu's bubbling mud-like potion.In the end, he raised his head and poured it down heroically.

Harry closed his eyes and endured the disgusting taste in his mouth.His body was growing thinner, and after a while, a black-haired and blue-eyed woman stood there.Beside her, a tall and handsome man with blond hair and blue eyes, and a cute and innocent child.If it weren't for the weird expressions on the faces of the three of them, no one would have been able to see any flaws.

"Now," Hermione turned around and said to the three people in the alley, "adjust your facial expressions, boys—"

"Merlin—!" Ron cried out strangely.

"Professor McGonagall!"

The voice was more excited than the red hair, and the joy of reunion after a long absence and the surprise of a chance encounter appeared out of nowhere.

The four of them were all conditioned reflexes, and they looked for the sound. A short, thin, crooked figure appeared next to the trash can at the alley.It was an old man with all his hair gone and wrinkled.He seemed to want to show a friendly smile, but it was strangely sinister.

"Do you think he saw it?" Harry said flatly.

"It's unlikely." Draco said calmly without blinking, "According to circumstances."

The four went up to meet them, and heard the old man say, "Are you bringing freshmen here to buy things, professor? It's a bit late now."

"It was delayed halfway." Hermione said calmly with a straight face, "How are you recently?"

"How can it be good?" said the old man, looking timid: "There are Death Eaters everywhere on the street, which makes me toss about my old bones like this. If it doesn't work one day, I will just lie in the coffin alright!"

Hermione couldn't answer.Fortunately, Professor McGonagall is notoriously reticent, and now some silence is not exciting.The two said a few more words, and the old man left with a smile.

"Who's that guy?" said Ron. "I've never seen one."

"It looks familiar." Harry frowned, then shook his head again: "Let's go, hurry up, we don't have much time."

The little episode was quickly forgotten, and the familiarity didn't cause Harry to dwell on it - but if he had taken a little more time, he might have figured out who the old man was.

The three followed "Professor McGonagall" and hurried to the place in their memory.Ollivander's wand shop is still the same, small and broken, mysterious and weird.

They walked into the store with the tinkling of bells overhead.The store is small, with densely packed long and narrow cardboard boxes stacked to the ceiling.In the dim light, Ollivander was examining a wand.Seeing them, an ethereal voice sounded: "You shouldn't have come here."

"Mr. Ollivander." Hermione said calmly, "I don't know what you mean by that."

The skinny Ollivander raised his eyelids, and lifted his fingers like dead branches: "I remember every wand I have ever sold, Miss Granger, although I don't know why you came here on an adventure, but you Your wand has exposed you." He came out from behind the counter and looked at the four of them with disapproving eyes: "This is not a wise approach, you know, those Death Eaters on the street may break into the store at any time. "

Through the dirty and old glass, the dim light above the head is projected.Outside, Death Eaters swaggered by in twos and threes—none of them even looked this way, as if they had forgotten about the wand shop and didn't notice it.

Even Hermione couldn't figure out such a trick from her vast sea of ​​knowledge: a Spell Ignore Spell only for Death Eaters.

"Excellent magic, Mr. Ollivander." Hermione said quickly: "This makes me more sure that Ollivanders are always a little different, especially in the art of wands, you know almost everything .”

"What do you want to say, Miss Granger?" Ollivander's silver pupils didn't blink.

"It's like this." Hermione brewed for a while, and she entered a sacred feeling, as if the time and space gate thousands of years ago was revealing a gap to them, with anticipation and tension: "We want to know the witch god, that is, Merlin's Scepter."

Witch God Staff, also known as Merlin Scepter.It is the magic wand of the great wizard Merlin, and it is also something that Vivienne, the witch of the lake, has always coveted.In the history of magic, Vivian, who was Merlin's most beloved disciple, killed Merlin, and finally died at the hands of Merlin's twelve warriors.

Historians have disputes over the reasons for Merlin's fall, and the records of the witch god's staff are mostly vague.It wasn't until last semester, in the second match of the Triwizard Tournament, that Harry and the others, who entered the tomb of the witch, discovered the secret that caused the conflict: to be the king, to win the witch god!

As long as there are ambitious people, they can't resist the desire for power with the witch god's staff.

The only fortunate thing is that this magical wand that has been passed down has long since been destroyed in the long river of history.If anyone could get a glimpse of it, it's the Ollivander family, who have been making wands since before AD 328.

But what is disappointing is that Ollivander only knows a little about the witch god.

***

Not long after they came out of the wand shop, the four of them were stopped by Death Eaters.

The leader, Dolohov, bowed hypocritically: "Professor McGonagall, it's a pleasure to meet you." He stared at Harry Draco and Ron with malicious eyes.

"Forgive me." The other party said in a kind tone: "Hogwarts will cause a lot of trouble if it insists on going its own way."

"Then don't worry about it." Hermione said flatly.She walked away, but was stopped by Dolokhov again.

"Get out of the way!" Hermione yelled.

"I'm afraid not, Professor." Dolokhov put away the smile on his face: "You can leave, but they can't."

This kind of situation shouldn't initiate a conflict, but now I know that the other party can't let it go.

The tension that was on the verge of breaking out was violently ignited, and with the knocking of high heels behind him, a woman's voice pushed the tense atmosphere to the commanding heights.

"What's the matter, Dolohov? What's going on—well, Meg?"

Bellatrix Lestrange walked slowly around the crowd, stopped in front of Ron, and stared at them back and forth.

"Hmm." She said softly, "Muggles and their filthy offspring, right? No wonder I smell a stench from so far away."

"Yes, yes, Bella." Dolohov said loudly, "McGonagall brought them in, they were freshmen from Hogwarts!"

"There are no mudbloods at Hogwarts!" Bella screamed, "Master has repeatedly emphasized that such a messy bastard should not be allowed to defile the British wizarding school!"

"Yes, yes, you're not wrong, Bella. Starting with them, we're going to make such scumbags disappear."

"You don't have the right!" Hermione's wand was raised high, and almost at the same time, the spells she and Bella shot to this side violently collided.

Bellatrix looked very excited and yelled at Dolohov, "Hold it! It's mine! Don't move!"

The crowd exploded.

Lesser spells scurry about in the streets.After Bellatrix chose to shoot Hermione, Dolohov aimed at those Muggles. He thought that the other party would have no resistance, but unexpectedly, the red-haired The new students were knocked out.

The Death Eaters in front of her fell down one by one, and Bella, who found something wrong, yelled angrily: "What's going on?!"

"They're not Muggles! They're wizards! Call someone! Call someone!"

"Trash!" Bella said cursingly.She quickly turned around and hit Hermione with a death curse on Hermione's face.Taking advantage of the moment Hermione dodged, Bella summoned the other Death Eaters.

A few minutes later, wizards in black robes and silver masks quietly appeared from the surrounding alleys one after another.Their addition undoubtedly made it tricky for the four to resist, and to make matters worse, the air was starting to turn cold.

The dark blue night sky, which was originally full of stars, suddenly became pitch black, without a trace of light—the stars, the moon, and even the candle lights in Diagon Alley all disappeared at once.There was no one around, and it was so quiet that it seemed that the fierce battle just now didn't exist at all.As the temperature gets lower and lower, the people in the alley can no longer feel any trace of happiness.

Someone yelled, "Dementor!"

When they looked up, they all knew what was coming.

On the dark sky, hundreds of ragged monsters were slowly turning around Harry and the others, like a huge vortex, which could drag people into death hell at any time.

In the biting cold wind, Bellatrix was laughing wildly.Her sharp laughter tore through the curtain of the night, and echoed heartily throughout the alley.

Such a scene made Harry inexplicably familiar. After a green light passed, Harry knew that the scene in his mind was staged.

The death curse hit Bellatrix's chest, exactly where the heart was.At that moment, she seemed to know what happened, and after she opened her eyes wide in disbelief, she froze that smug smile and fell down.

A skinny and short figure came out from behind, hunched over, and kicked Bella's dead body in dissatisfaction: "Smiling so scary, how can people sleep!"

The old man raised his head to look at Harry and the others, revealing a familiar wrinkled face under the dim light.It was the old man they had just met, and now Harry finally recognized him.

He gasped, "Gellert Grindelwald!"

The author has something to say:

I finished the exam on the 12th, and I will be severely cracked down the next day ==

It’s been a long time since I’ve written an article, and I almost can’t write anymore, and because of the crackdown, I originally wanted to write more Deha dramas, but I got cut ==

I have no choice but to follow the plot, ╮(￣▽￣")╭

There are all 3 crabs in this article, um, I dare not write TT in the future