[hp] stay out of it

On the first Tuesday night after the meeting, Harry invited Bellini and I to watch the Gryffindor team practice, mainly to increase the well-meaning audience, to provide support for Ron, and to make him more accustomed to be watched.But we watched the practice for a while, and found that Ron was full of confidence (and a little swollen), but the captain himself was a little restless.

"Harry didn't sleep well last night," I heard Dean say next to him.

I thought of the soul movie connection between him and Voldemort.

If he had known this earlier, he would not have been deceived by false information and rushed to the Ministry of Magic where there was no one there.But I can't tell him what I know.As early as the summer vacation, I tried to tell him, but the idea just floated into my mind and caused great discomfort.

Even though I have changed the event and fate modification to such an extent, Order seems to still have his bottom line.For example, active and purposeful information disclosure is absolutely prohibited.

The conflict between Voldemort and the wizarding world is imminent, and I naturally know better than anyone what bad things will happen if this continues.Anxiety prompted me to pick up the pen and paper that I had ignored for several months, write down the temptations to order, and try to figure out the principles of order through a large number of statistics, so as to find some countermeasures.

But no clue.There are too many data to be processed, and with the help of a computer, it is not a small amount of work, and now I am in Hogwarts, which does not need arithmetic at all, and I want to sort out the clues in the ocean of data, basically It's all about luck.

Fortunately, this is only the first semester, and the pressure is far from causing me to lose my composure. However, considering that Voldemort's resurrection last semester was ahead of Easter, I can't be completely relieved of the original progress of fate.

When Harry asked me to be a spectator in the training match to cheer Ron up, I was hitting a bottleneck, so I simply dropped everything at hand and called a few Ravenclaw friends who had a good relationship with me to go together Quidditch pitch.

Gryffindor had booked the course in the morning, and they flew in the sky for hours after eating a few bites of breakfast, and they had no intention of coming down when it was lunch break.

"The morale is so high, it seems that they must win this year's Quidditch Cup." Florette rubbed his stomach and said, he couldn't hold on at eleven o'clock, and ran to the auditorium for lunch.

It wasn't until after one o'clock in the afternoon that the frenzied training finally came to an end because Gryffindor hadn't booked the stadium for the afternoon. The players looked excited and tired, but generally satisfied.When leaving the field, a team of silver and green players met them head-on, and there was no conflict at all. The two sides passed each other silently and quickly.

"That's weird." Simon said, "What medicine did the Slytherins take today?"

After a while, he suddenly realized: "Malfoy didn't come. So that's the case, the biggest thorn is gone, and Slytherin finally calmed down."

"I don't know what happened to him." Dean gloated.

The Slytherins didn't hide it, and even showed it. Before the students in the auditorium left, they had all gone into the air and practiced their formation.We saw that the Seeker who replaced Malfoy was a small man in the third grade. He was usually very inconspicuous, but he flew very fast, not as smooth as Harry, but his sharp turn angle was very tricky.The Slytherins obviously really selected players according to their ability this time.

"My God, his talent looks great." Neville worried.

Florette's focus was not on the game at all.He analyzed: "It seems that Elenin Abel is not planning to go out of the background. The hard skills required by the ball seeker to fly and teamwork are not as high as other positions, but anyone who can fly smoothly will not do it. It's too ugly. If he played in place of Malfoy himself, he might establish more authority. But he just pushed a lower grade out."

Bellini: "What does that mean?"

Ive grinned, showing an interesting expression: "This shows that this Abel is not simple. Elenin is the youngest son of the Abel family. From this point of view, the methods of the Abel family are not too serious. Poor. Such a short speed won Voldemort's favor, and they really have their advantages."

Coming out of the auditorium, Captain Harry, who should have left early, was still waiting outside. He stopped me, and we walked far behind the crowd.

"Vincent, you know a lot." He didn't have the confidence to command the team just now, and looked very worried: "I feel very strange this year..."

He focused on his connection with snakes in his dream and other strange dreams, but I couldn't help him.The information involved is too crucial. I am limited by the order and cannot say much, and Voldemort is likely to be able to perceive everything here through his eyes.

But if I don't tell him anything, like Professor Dumbledore, then Harry's feeling of being kept in the dark will be stronger. If he is extreme, he will fall into the trap of Death Eaters more easily.

I pick and choose my words, praying that the order will not work at this time. "What you can see may not be real. But it must be what you want to see..."

"Who? Want me to see? See what?"

"You know who it is."

Harry frowned.I felt terribly embarrassed, the conversation was like a charade, but I could only hope he understood.I also became anxious.

"If you encounter anything, you must verify it, Harry. If the Order of the Phoenix is ​​not around, then wait a moment, and you must not follow in the footsteps of the other party."

"What can happen?" he said, "We're at Hogwarts."

"So you must not leave school." I felt dizzy, and I knew that what I said just now was too big and empty, so I simply grabbed him and said, "If you have any big plans for this year, you must If you call me, I will definitely help you. Don't forget!"

In my original expectation, even if the matter of Harry gathering DA to attack the Ministry of Magic would happen earlier, it would only be during the second semester, so once this matter was over, I concentrated on processing the data again, and even seldom had classes Listen, when I was asked a question, Bellini quietly wrote the answer beside me, so I got away with it.

I just pay attention to the progress of the DA in my spare time. There is Florette inquiring about the matter of Slytherin and Eleonine (he seems to want to write a thesis on the observation and spying of Slytherin's internal activities), Barely achieved two without delay.

This day the school's second Quidditch game ended, and Gryffindor successfully won the first place.Taking advantage of this warm atmosphere, they held a small party inside DA.I saw that there was not much practice in this gathering, and I didn't need to explain it, so I skipped it and went back to the Ravenclaw tower to do my own thing.Before I could sharpen the pencil, Bellini rushed in suddenly, panting, with a rare serious and nervous tone: "DA is about to be seized by Umbridge. You should go and have a look."

I was stunned.

Qiu didn't bring her "whistleblower" friend into DA (she called Cedric as her companion), why is DA still being investigated?Also, the time is not right.

"This is news." Eve, who has always boasted of being good at sniffing out information, was also surprised.

I jumped up and ran out of the Ravenclaw common room.

In the end what happened?

So suspicious!

Regardless of whether this incident is "destined" to happen, but judging from the intelligence of the last few days, there is no double-minded informer in the DA, and there is not much energy in Slytherin to deal with Umbridge Errands, the Ministry of Magic's suppression of Dumbledore has not really become stricter, but the DA's affairs have been exposed.

It was the weekend, and there were scattered students wandering in the corridor. Judging from their expressions, they didn't know that Umbridge had launched a big challenge to Dumbledore's authority.The students of the Slytherin special investigation team who usually like to spy around and monitor disappeared in Hogwarts at this time, which deepened my bad feeling.I rushed to the fifth floor, which is the floor of the Room of Requirement.

Usually this is not a popular place, but now it is full of noise.

Not good.Not good.

Running all the way, the disillusionment spell helped me avoid the cards set by several Slytherin students, and I also saw a DA member who was caught in a panic.It seems that the Room of Requirement was really taken away by them.Fortunately, I tore up the list of members on the wall long ago. As long as I don't get caught on the spot, I can escape absolute charges.

I don't know what I can do now, can I save a few students from Umbridge's clutches?Or can get some necessary information in the chaos?Anyway, you can't just sit in a Ravenclaw tower.

I hate knowing nothing!

The raid was unexpected.And all the changes in Hogwarts should have been within my expectation, this raid is simply provocative, not to mention that Headmaster Dumbledore also specifically asked me to pay attention to the movements of the students.

Hmm, variable.Among them, the variable that gave me such a big "surprise" is only Elenin Abel.It's all right to engage in his Death Eaters struggle for power, and even pick out the DA's headquarters in his busy schedule... This guy has a lot of tricks.

I made up my mind to find an opportunity to make him more honest after this incident.The four colleges of Hogwarts restrain each other and cooperate with each other, which is not something that he, a newcomer, can play with at will.

Arrived.

I turned the last corner, but there was not as much noise in front of me as I had imagined.In front of the House of Requirement is the cleanest place. The door of the DA Headquarters was open, and the warm furnishings inside were shattered by the spell, and the whole room was covered in smoke and dust, after a stubborn resistance.

It seems that the commotion just now was the last blanket raid on DA, and the real raid was over long ago.

……

I checked around, but I couldn't find Umbridge or Ellenin, so I decided to go to the headmaster's office to check the situation right away - logically, they should be the headmaster who wanted to turn Harry and the others over.

I ran all the way, the castle of Hogwarts is really big, I turned many turns and went down different stairs, and finally I came to the gargoyle in the principal's office. What are you doing?"

"How long ago did Umbridge come here?"

"Who? Why did Umbridge come here? Dumbledore isn't here, she can't come in."

"Professor Dumbledore isn't at Hogwarts?" I was startled: "Who is Umbridge going to sue?"

"What's the complaint?" The gargoyle asked curiously.

I felt that this matter was getting more and more strange, so I turned around and went to Professor McGonagall's office.

"What? Did Potter get into something again?"

As expected of the principal's gatekeeper, his intuition is really sharp.I didn't need to reveal information to it, so I waved my hand and left.

Sure enough, Professor McGonagall saw Umbridge, and I secretly opened the door a crack, and the voices of McGonagall and Umbridge arguing came out.I saw that Umbridge looked very proud, because he had grasped a big deal, and he looked like he would not stop until something big happened.Professor McGonagall frowned, not weak at all, but I think Dumbledore is not there, she must be anxious.

However, I did not see other students in the office.

I knocked on the door.

The two professors turned their heads to look at them unkindly, I pretended not to know, walked two steps and made up an excuse indiscriminately: "Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick wants Harry to call his Charms homework quickly, He's been dragging on for almost a week."

"Aha!" Seeing me say this, Umbridge didn't say anything to drive me away. Instead, he turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "I just said that Mr. Potter is plotting something ulterior in private recently..."

"Do you know where he is now?" I asked.

Professor McGonagall said coldly: "Because Mr. Porter violated the No. 20 No. [-] Education Order, which prohibits the establishment of any organization without permission, he was naturally taken to confinement by the senior investigator."

"He and his companions deserve it. Mr. Abel will take care of this matter properly." Umbridge said arrogantly: "Now, it's beyond your ability to deal with it. Where is Dumbledore?"

I backed off and took some time to get to Umbridge's pink office, which was still empty.

Hundreds of cats on the pendant meowed at me.

And her office was eerily quiet.

Where did everyone go?It was the first time that things were so out of my control, and it really drove me crazy.

"Hey, let me go." A voice suddenly came from behind.

I turned around sharply, only to see Malfoy standing back with his eyes rolled.

"What are you doing here?" I asked warily.

"I'll hand in this." He raised his hand to show the silver I badge of the special investigation team, which has been the pass for the Slytherins to run rampant in Hogwarts for half a term.

He walked over to Umbridge's desk and tossed the badge casually there.

The badge landed on the mahogany table with a thud, rolled over a few times, and stopped there, shining with a beautiful silver light.

It seems that he doesn't intend to participate in any activities of the Slytherins now, and he doesn't even want to be the head of the special investigation team anymore.This idea flashed in my mind for a moment, and then I became anxious about the whereabouts of the DAs.

"Did you know that Umbridge took the DAs there?" I asked the former head of the investigative team.

"Why did I tell you?" He replied slowly, and then he was about to bypass me and leave Umbridge's office.

I clasped his shoulders, and before he said anything, he took a breath and broke away.

I saw Malfoy moving his arms stiffly, and asked in disbelief, "Did you fight Abel?"

"Didn't you go to the school doctor?"

"You will not lose, you will be beaten."

That last sentence worked, and Malfoy gave me a hard look.

Seeing that he turned his head and was about to leave again, I simply pushed him against the wall with one hand and took out his wand with the other: "I have something important. Please tell me what you know, please?"

I stared intently into his gray eyes.There was a few seconds of silence.

Malfoy pushed me away, and patted the dust behind him who didn't know if it existed: "Got it. Come with me."

I followed Malfoy up one flight of stairs.

"Are you really sure where Harry and the others are?"

"I don't have to help Abel hide his little secret."

I hesitated. "Are you okay? If you have any questions, you can call me for help."

Malfoy snorted.

He was not a cheerful guy, and this setback in Slytherin made him even more sombre.

"What the hell happened today?"

"It's not a good thing." Malfoy said, "It probably has something to do with Weasley's unlucky father."

I asked again, and he didn't know anything more.On the sixth floor, Malfoy only gave me a general orientation, and then left, looking distraught.

However, after I ran over according to his guidance, it was just an empty classroom.

Is he mistaken, or is he lying to me?

A few thoughts flashed through my mind, but when I walked into the classroom to inspect, I saw some fresh traces of spells on the walls, tables and chairs.

Did the DAs escape, or did the SSI take them elsewhere?

Everything points to a bad possibility:

This may be the event that the DAs rushed to the Ministry of Magic happened more than half a year earlier.

The author has something to say:

Forcibly use order to seal the mouth, lest the protagonist spoil everything.

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The central idea of ​​the existence of order is that if the time traveler can stop anything casually, fanhumanities will have no meaning.

that's all.