[hp] stay out of it

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 consequences of several members of the DA rashly rushing into the Ministry of Magic, the consequences and the death they will cause have been echoing in my mind for the past few months, becoming clearer every time.It was originally planned to try to convey this crucial news to others before the end of the semester, but the timing of this incident happened too early, completely beyond my expectation, and caught me off guard.

"Vincent, you are here." Bellini suddenly appeared, and he said out of breath, "Dench and I inquired about the news just now, and Creevey said that they actually ran into Snape's office. The fireplace left the school..."

"I guess so..." I walked quickly to the nearest place connected to the Floo network. "It's a good thing Umbridge didn't think to block all the fireplaces."

"What? This idea is crazy! How dare she make such a mistake at Hogwarts..." Bellini followed suit: "Harry insisted that Ron's father had an accident and must go to the Ministry of Magic, Everyone thought it was strange, but they couldn't find other teachers, and the people from the special investigation team were catching people everywhere for personal gain, except for low-grade students like Creevey, many people simply went along with them."

Seeing that we were about to reach Professor Flitwick's office, he suddenly realized: "Are you going to chase them?"

I said, "What else?"

"You can try to find a teacher..." Bellini said, "Where are the members of the Order of the Phoenix?"

"Dumbledore isn't here, McGonagall is being held back by Umbridge, Snape isn't in his office, I don't know where, Hagrid hasn't returned to school, I'm going to find Professor Flitwick now...if he not in..."

I knocked on Professor Flitwick's door, but there was no answer.Bellini and I exchanged glances, then took two steps back, drew out our wands and prepared to break in.

"Hey, hey! What are you going to do?" Flitwick's voice came from down the hall, as he himself watched in disbelief as we acted like a mob about tearing down his office.

"Professor, where have you been?" Bellini shouted overjoyed.

"Did something happen?" Flitwick walked over quickly, frowning.

"There is something wrong. The teachers of the Order of the Phoenix were all held up just now. Harry didn't find you, so he went to the Ministry of Magic first."

"What? What is he going to the Ministry of Magic for?" Flitwick was taken aback, and wiped his sweat to open the office door for us. "I received a letter just now, saying that Professor Snape had an urgent matter with me, and told me to go to the Forbidden Forest to find him. I thought it was wrong, so I went to his office first, but there was no one there. So I used the Patronus Charm to find him. He, the patron saint flew in the opposite direction from the Forbidden Forest..."

He picked up his teacup and took a long sip. "Something must be going on in the school. I informed Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall... Minerva got rid of Umbridge just now, and the deputy minister lost her temper really badly."

"I have to go to the Ministry of Magic." I lit the stove, and threw green Floo powder from the shadow box above the fireplace in a familiar way.

"What can happen to the Ministry of Magic in broad daylight..." Bellini couldn't keep up with the rhythm: "Professor, why are you facing an enemy?"

"I'm afraid something will happen. It's better to be cautious." Professor Flitwick nodded at me and said, "I have already informed the members of the Order of the Phoenix at the headquarters. Vincent, it's not a big problem for you to go first. I'll stay The school—it's unclear exactly where the target is, at least someone has to guard Hogwarts."

I suddenly tensed up. "Who's in the headquarters?"

"Only Tonks," Flitwick said. "Tonks says she'll be in touch with the others soon."

I bent down into the fireplace and called out, "Ministry of Magic."

In an instant I stepped out of the fireplace in a daze and onto the solid, polished tile floor of the Ministry of Magic.

Unexpectedly, the fire behind him lit up again.

Bellini came out of the flames, brushing the soot all over his face as he straightened his blown-tousled hair—wouldn't this guy never grow up?

I moved my mouth, trying to persuade him to go back. After all, the Death Eaters lurking in the Ministry of Magic are not kind uncles who buy ice cream.

Unexpectedly, Bellini said as a matter of course: "We are a team." It seems that we need to act together by default, and go in and out of places where the degree of danger is higher than our ability.

"Well, it might be dangerous down here, you really don't need to..."

"If something happens that puts DA in danger, it means that there are a lot of people waiting for you to save..." Bellini said.

My heart skipped a beat as I remembered my poor Easter rescue last year and prepared myself to be accused of failure.

Unexpectedly, Bellini went on to say: "Then you definitely need an extra person to help you clean up the situation."

Last Easter, I was in a daze and forgot Bellini himself and Lydia's body. I took Harry back to school alone, and I didn't think of them until about half an hour later.Such an untrustworthy black history is the premise, but this guy still insists on joining me.

I was being confused by this treatment, and Bellini used Ravenclaw's keen senses to detect what I was thinking, and said proactively: "After that happened—a few months I was blaming you for Lydia's body being burned by Muggles, but my mother reminded me that you have always done things properly after all, and if you made such a big mistake, you must have been too busy at the time. Not only did I fail to help in the crisis, but I just blamed..."

"I mean, it's taken so long - sorry. I was also a failed partner and didn't help you, so I don't have any position to ask you for anything."

I didn't know what to say back to him for a while.

Bellini shrugged: "Let's go, we have something to do in the Ministry of Magic."

I ran quickly down the hall with him, the fact that the Ministry of Magic had been emptied was disturbing, but my mind couldn't help thinking of other things.

Have I—had I also acquired such a companion?Knowing what kind of troubles they might encounter, just like the disaster at Easter, they would still follow up with their companions without hesitation.It feels really amazing.

You can probably recall that nearly 20 years ago, the newly graduated students Sirius, James, and Lupine were not afraid of troubled times and wars, which is inseparable from the support of their classmates behind them.

The elevator sank with a clang, and Bellini lowered his breath, clutching his wand tightly.

Since you are afraid, why follow?

The elevator fence was opened, and a dark corridor appeared in front of our eyes. The torches on the walls at both ends of the corridor flickered, making it difficult to see the road ahead, which made people even more nervous.

There were barely discernible screams from further down the hallway.

"That seems to be Luna," Bellini said, and then, realizing that his voice was trembling surprisingly, he cleared his throat quickly.

We followed the sound vigilantly with our wands up, and found a thick pool of blood at the door at the end of the corridor, which had not yet solidified, and the blood extended to the fork on the left.

There were no torches, and there was silence in the darkness.

"Could it be, whose...?" Bellini asked quietly.

There was a whimpering sound in the darkness a few steps away, and we took half a step back and lit our wands.

"Ginny!" Bellini cried, "Mr. Weasley! What's the matter with him, is he all right?"

Ginny hugged her lifeless father's body and wept in the faint light. "The medicine Hermione left behind doesn't work anymore, he...his blood can't stop..."

It is the venom of the basilisk.

Bellini was helpless and turned to look at me.But this kind of thing can cause headaches even for doctors in St. Mungo's. I am good at attacking magic and know little about healing spells.

"Wrap more bandages," was all I could say, as a huge pile of bandages conjured up from the wand section, all on the floor.

Was this the bait for Harry's arrival at the Ministry?

Sirius was carrying out his mission with ease and would send us letters every two days to chatter. Voldemort didn't know his whereabouts, so he followed the clues and found Harry's best friend's father?

No, this matter was to be launched at the same time as the raid in Hogwarts. Voldemort couldn't get the Order of the Phoenix to be on duty at the gate of the Department of Mysteries. In this way, Mr. Weasley was just unlucky and bumped into theirs action.There was no need to actually capture any hostages, just create the illusion that some important people were injured in Harry's field of vision, and Harry would definitely rush over.

Mr. Weasley could obviously be distracted, just like Flitwick who was distracted at a critical moment and McGonagall who was entangled by Umbridge, but they still seriously injured him.

This is a fateful injury.

Speaking of what was destined to happen in the dimly lit place of the Ministry of Magic, the vision of Mr. Weasley dying was transformed in imagination into that of Sirius.

The Ministry of Magic is the most dangerous place for him. I walked over to Bellini who didn't know how to comfort Ginny, and asked directly: "Are there other people in there besides the Death Eaters and students? Are there any members of the Order of the Phoenix here?" ?”

Ginny shook her head.

She suddenly became determined: "Let's go, it's useless for you to stay here. Hurry up and help Harry protect the prophecy ball! Be careful!"

I nodded and turned the doorknob.

Bellini hurriedly followed: "What is she talking about, predicting the ball?"

"I know." I said. "The Death Eaters probably came for this thing."

The Department of Mysteries is a mess.

The shattered walls were full of dust in the air, and there were even large and small broken bricks under the feet, hindering walking.As soon as I saw Luna lying on the ground, I was distracted by an attack that broke out.

Hermione rushed out of one of the many doors like flying, without noticing us at all, her eyes swept across the wall on the other side, without pausing at all, she rushed directly into a room with a specific sign The door shuts quickly.

That's when someone behind her rushed out, a huge Death Eater, no doubt, who had lost track of Hermione, and charged us, wand waving.

Bellini cast the stun spell first, but missed.This made the Death Eater even more excited. He crossed the atrium in a few steps and approached quickly, his size became bigger as the distance shortened, his face was bulging with veins, and he uttered a curse full of tyranny. .

Helen had already engraved the fighting consciousness in the bones of her son who had been trained since childhood.Relying on the instinct of my body, I turned my head sideways, and the curse passed under my ears with burning heat, and hit the door behind me, making an exaggerated corrosive squeaking sound.

Such a wizard who only recklessly casts spells without a strategy is too easy to see through.I cast a spell in the gap of breath after he finished a spell.

He was already very close, and the grinning muscle lines on his face made people feel sick.The timing of my spell choice surprised him, but his eyes showed more naked/naked/naked murderous intent, excitement, and complacency. With a flick of the wand tip, he cast another spell without stopping.

I thought Death Eaters were so stupid that they couldn't do magic silently.

However, even if it could, it wouldn't change anything.

The Iron Armor Curse he released only hindered my magic for a second, and then it was broken, and then the spell fell on me, and the grinning big man stopped moving immediately, and only relied on the momentum just now to fall here.

I went up to him, shifted my wand into my left hand, and punched him on the throat.Another kick to keep him from falling in the way.

"Solved." I beckoned Bellini to move forward.After a short shock, he said, "You'll be a good Auror in the future!"

To be honest, I didn't imagine what I would do after graduation.

Afterwards, there was no one else in the hall. After we confirmed that Luna lying on the ground was not in danger, we also marked the door and searched every room.

Ron was next to a big fishbowl-like thing with a slippery, slimy, wriggling, brain-like thing on his head that moved like a determined octopus, taking his whole body. The head was tightly packed.

However, judging from the activities of his limbs, his life is not in danger.

In another room, we find a limping Neville dodging between smoke-filled stands with a Death Eater who's throwing spells around like crazy, Bailey Ni shot a Stunning Spell coldly behind him, hitting the unsuspecting Death Eater.

The guy staggered and fell.

"Nice job," I said.

"Really?" Bellini eagerly wanted another fight. "I hit [-] percent."

"Yeah, based on two battles, this probability is really convincing." I said sincerely.

Seeing that the danger was gone, Neville limped over.

"What about the others?" I asked.

Neville didn't know anything, and it was said that they were scattered in a run after Harry had just got the prophecy ball.

"What the hell is going on? What are you doing at the Ministry of Magic? Where are the officials here?" Bellini asked.

"I don't know..." Neville seemed more at a loss than us: "We were having a celebration banquet, and Harry suddenly jumped up and said that he saw Mr. Weasley just now, and also said that something happened to Mr. Weasley. Most Everyone thought he was a nightmare, but Harry insisted on contacting the Order of the Phoenix. A small group of us followed.

"I didn't expect Umbridge's special investigation team to set up sentries everywhere today. We were discovered in a panic, and the Room of Requirement was also discovered by them... Sigh, I don't know what happened to the people left behind ...Anyway, we ran out before we were surrounded, followed Harry to an office, and came through the fireplace."

Pretty much what I imagined.

We told Neville to hide and prepared to leave.

"Hey," he called us after a moment of hesitation, "what is this? Malfoy seemed very angry when they smashed the shelf of this."

He took out a small hourglass.The fine sand inside rolls with a mesmerizing soft light.

"If you hadn't knocked down that Death Eater just now, I would have crushed this thing." Neville scratched his head, "Vincent, do you know it? That's up to you. Go find it." It might come in handy when it’s profitable.”

I took the little hourglass.I quickly searched the house with magic again, and finally determined that this is the only one left in this mess.

The Time-Turner survived.

I don't think that under the supervision of the world's rules now, besides disrupting the plot here, I still have room to change the time.However, this kind of thing in other people's hands may lead to bad results, so I thanked him for taking it.

We finally found Harry in his confrontation with Lucius Malfoy.

The moment I opened the door of the room, I could feel the ominous atmosphere emanating from it, which was very disgusting. My intuition told me that it was a wise choice to close the door and leave now, but now is not the time to rely on intuition.

Bellini and I stepped through this door in tandem. This room is circular, with tiers of steps descending. The final landing has an archway, and the evil and malicious whispers from there are separated. Such a long distance, but it still seems to be ringing in my ears.

At this moment, Harry was about to smash the prophecy ball, and Malfoy was racking his brains to end the deadlock.On the other side of the arch the battle was in full swing, with Bellatrix Lestrange waving her wand and still having time to utter a barrage of vicious provocations against Cedric and Cho.

Cedric deserves to be the winner of the Triwizard Tournament—although the other players fell early due to various reasons, this does not mean that he has won the Triwizard Tournament.The ace Hufflepuff changed his usual peaceful attitude, and his eyes became sharper, staring closely at Lestrange who was jumping up and down.Cho is occasionally disturbed by Bellatrix's sharp laughter, but she and Cedric cooperate very well, and they will also use some unexpected little magic. He fought evenly with the desperadoes from Azkaban.

There is no hope for the two of them to have such a tacit understanding. It is obvious that senior Yves Florette, who has been pursuing Qiu for nearly ten years, is hopeless.

Bellatrix was angled too far from us, separated by a huge/big arch, I had to carefully find the angle to attack her along the top circle, and had to put it because it was the tallest and most visible. Become an easy target.

"Little darling, come here a little more." After another spell that lost her aim due to the distance, Bellatrix said more words, and she grinned at Qiu and said, "Hahaha, I will take care of you." To treat you—in front of your little boyfriend. Seriously, since I dealt with Longbottom one by one, I prefer this method...torturing you, your little lover will be worse than you begged. "

Cedric couldn't pretend he couldn't hear anymore, his face was terribly gloomy, but before he could do anything, a man rushed out from behind us and headed straight for Bellatrix.

It was Neville Longbottom.

He headed straight for Lestrange, waving his wand and chanting incantations, all of which were greatly missed by the jolt of his rushing down.Bellatrix didn't even look him in the eye, and held him with a spell.

Then she silently said a spell to Neville.

Neville's hands and feet seemed to be bound by magic, his whole body clumsily twisted and rolled on the ground, and finally curled up in pain, shaking violently.

"It's the Cruciatus Curse!" After Bellini was surprised, he rushed down angrily to help.

"Do you want to make a deal with him?" I grabbed him: "It's hard to control the direction when you rush down suddenly, and you can't dodge when the curse comes. I'll go over. You can watch from the side, or go to help Harry stares at Malfoy, don't tell him he's playing dirty tricks."

With a wave of my wand, I cast a Transfiguration Charm on a full circle of steps. Part of the steps melted and flattened, turning into a slope. I turned the gravel on one side into a skateboard, jumped on it, and flew to the bottom. He rushed, landed on the platform before the two Death Eaters came back to their senses, took a few steps forward to break the momentum, and stood on the other side of Bellatrix.

She knocked Cedric and Qiu away with several spells in a row, and turned around to plan to clean up Longbottom.Over there, Lucius Malfoy suddenly screamed "No! You idiot!"

We looked and saw Malfoy with a look of fright and anger in the smoke, Harry and Bellini with blank looks, the pearl-colored figure in the shape of Professor Trelawney stood up, opened his mouth in the eyes What is Zhang Yihe talking about?

Lestrange immediately seemed to be hit by an explosion, and made a sound that made me frown, screaming and cursing Harry, throwing Longbottom aside, and was about to rush over: "I'm going to kill you! "

To everyone's surprise, the door of this room was slammed open again. Spells poured into the house along with the flying cloaks of the wizards of the Order of the Phoenix. Strange and Malfoy backed away.Looking into the hall through the door of the room, the scene is even more chaotic. The Death Eaters we didn't meet just now were chased by members of the Order of the Phoenix and fled in all directions. The dark light illuminated the serious and angry expressions on the faces of the supporters strangely.

Among them, the eager Sirius rushed to the forefront—everything seemed to be returning to the direction it should go.

I was out of my mind at this time.

No, to be precise, I haven't been in the mood since I arrived at the Ministry of Magic.

Bellini expressed his willingness to fight with me with real actions. When this war is about to break out, it is a gamble for my life to be my teammate instead of acting low-key.

I thought that even if I secretly changed the world a lot according to my own will, I was just an outsider who could get away at any time, but now?Not only could I not help but worry about the safety of my friends, I eliminated several people from the Boyle faction in order to ensure that nothing went wrong; people.

Bellini wouldn't even be the first, because I knew Sirius cared as closely for me as Harry did.

In this way, there are two.

Maybe add tanchi. (Ask him afterwards to subtract if he doesn't want to) That's three.

Before I knew it, I had developed such a close mutual bond with the world.

I have probably long since strayed from the code of life that I imagined to be outside of here.The sense of unreality and alienation from the world at the beginning has been swept away by the real relationship.

I took a long breath.

Now that the established trajectory of the world has been broken one by one by the butterfly effect, what am I still afraid of?As long as the necessary information is not spoken, I can use my magic wand to nip any unwanted future in the bud.

I want to protect these people who are trying to protect me.

Yes, I'm going to do that.

With a flash of thought, Bellatrix retreated to the other side of the room, trapping Harry inside. Sirius was striding over the last few steps. The arch symbolizing death was just a few steps away. outside the place.

Now that I know everything that will happen in advance, how can I allow the tragedy here to happen as planned?

Bellatrix shrieked, deliberately stumbling Harila, sure to piss off the eager Sirius.

The arch was infinitely magnified in my eyes, and the dark gray particles on the surface were clearly visible.

I looked up and took my eyes off the archway.

You won't be allowed to commit another life.Can't let your smirk grow wilder.Standing much closer to Bellatrix, I rushed towards her, thinking only of finishing the witch before the two men exchanged spells and fought.

Yes, no longer being passive, no longer pushing the boat along the way, no longer calculating and avoiding, for the first time in five years, I am so eager and impulsive to change a major destiny.

I think I figured it out.

Bellatrix saw me rushing ahead, and she laughed, "Okay, another one." Her messy hair fluttered in the air as she raised her head.I watched her every movement closely, not wanting to waste a second in a stalemate fight with her, I only wanted a quick victory, or even a fatal blow.

I teleported quickly and with great precision, because the distance between each other was less than five meters, such an abrupt move was not expected by her, and the first thing I did was to place a solid barrier between Harry and her. Armor protection spell, accelerated under his feet, and rushed to a distance where it was difficult to even swing a magic wand.

She seemed to think I was cornered, coming to get my wand or something, and there was a sneer in her eyes.Bellatrix raised her wand aloft, turned her wrist and cast a spell at me, and Malfoy also cast a spell towards me out of the corner of my eye. In front of her, he swung the wand around his wrist, held the wand backwards, and pierced it hard into her eye socket.

Helen's insistence from a young age that I don't choose a wand that suits me, but the hardest and strongest wood, makes sense.

The wand, which is always with me, has long been a part of my body. I know every movement of it well, and only this can ensure that every spell is cast accurately and powerfully.Therefore, at this moment, I felt the tip of the rod break through the soft vitreous body, the elastic tendons, and finally penetrate into the brain with excellent touch.

At this time, you should stir it up, and then lick it.

But I didn't have time, Bellatrix's spell had just slipped out, and the tip of the staff was close at hand, and I quickly recalled what spell she had just said.At this time, Harry who was being held hostage finally broke the armor curse I gave him, and pushed me with all his strength.

The radiant green light narrowly brushed past me and hit the ground.

It's a curse.

I only had time to think of this when Malfoy's spell flew towards me and landed on me, and I fell sideways with the momentum and fell between the broken stones.

I get up.Looking at Sirius who rushed over, and everyone in the room was looking at me (except Malfoy, who was tied up and disheveled).I didn't know what to say, but when I scratched my cheek, I realized that there was blood all over my face.I looked down and found that it was all over the robe.

I was a little unsteady, and suddenly shook, and Sirius quickly raised his hand to support me.

There was no need for him to be so worried, the blood should belong to Bellatrix.I said, "It's not my blood." Then my heart ached, and I spit out a mouthful of sweet blood.

……

This is more embarrassing.kindness.

I wiped my mouth: "This time it's my blood. Malfoy's spell... but it's nothing serious."

Everyone's eyes seemed to be a little scorching. I suddenly broke away from little Vincent's thinking of supremacy of violence, and realized that such a method would be disgraceful, ruthless, and ruthless. It is not something a 15-year-old child should do at all.

I bow my head. "I'm sorry for what I did just now. I was so impulsive."

Sirius said, "There's nothing to apologize for. You don't have to feel sorry for who you really are."

"You can do what you want, as long as you don't do anything against your conscience," he said, "and I'm sure you won't."

Had that been the case, the affairs of the Ministry of Magic would have ended so peacefully.Because even Voldemort himself didn't show up, or he did, but saw Harry surrounded by hordes of members of the Order of the Phoenix, and didn't make a move.

The large troops evacuated in an orderly manner. In the deepest part of the London underground, only Bellatrix, my blood cousin, lost her life today.

Dumbledore treated the injuries of a few students, and then arranged for everyone to go back to Hogwarts, while he folded his arms and prepared to stay in the hall of the Ministry of Magic, waiting for Minister Fudge and all his unreliable subordinates to give us a explain.

People carried Hermione, Neville, Luna and other students who could not move and left first. Bellini and I chatted casually and stood at the end of the line casually.

Bellini was so excited that he couldn't stand in one place. He experienced the first battle in his life relatively successfully. Although he dropped the prophecy ball, after summarizing himself, he felt that in the last ten minutes, he Very powerfully helped Harry resist the lust/power and oppression of Lucius Malfoy.And the most worth mentioning is that when people searched for the Death Eaters who slipped through the net in the corners of various rooms, Bellini was originally sent to a seemingly safe room to find DAs, but he met them all by himself. A Death Eater.

In the end he was unscathed, and the Death Eater was covered in various curses.This really surprised me, but it is also reasonable. After all, Bellini is a descendant of Auror and MI6. A Ravenclaw, even if he does not look eye-catching at ordinary times, he is still an excellent student.

At this time, Fudge walked out of the fireplace with a disturbed expression, followed by a group of staff members who also looked sad.

As soon as Fudge entered the hall, he felt that something was wrong. When he looked up, he saw a large number of Hogwarts students and Dumbledore's cronies. For a moment, he probably wanted to jump up and run for his life.But in the end it was a minister who had gone through many vicissitudes. He calmed down and frowned at Dumbledore.

"You have to give us an explanation for the premeditation and attack of the Death Eaters in the Ministry, Minister." Dumbledore's tone could not be described as uncompromising.

Fudge looked surprised: "You guys got the news pretty quickly."

We're right at the center of the incident.

Fudge obviously wasn't thinking the same thing as we were, but he didn't realize it. He seemed to think that our group of people were waiting here to force him into trouble for another unrelated matter.

It wasn't his fault, even Britain's most imaginative wizards would not have taken the initiative to assume that the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic were being used as center stage for fraud and kidnapping.

Fudge waved his hands: "Okay, okay, I didn't expect that the power of the Death Eaters was indeed beyond control."

Then he turned his head and saw Bellini who was standing aside.

"Why did you bring him?" Fudge frowned, and said to Dumbledore: "Is it necessary to do this? I know this matter is very bad, but you really shouldn't call the family members Come, little Hornby should stay with the rest of the family."

At this point, we suddenly wondered who was involved in what was causing Fudge a headache.

My heart sank hard.

"What do you mean?" Bellini asked blankly, his eyes widened.

Fudge looked around and realized something was wrong.In full view of everyone, he walked over unwillingly, took off his hat, and wiped the sweat from his head with a handkerchief over and over again.

"It never occurred to me to tell you this..." Fudge avoided Bellini's gaze, "since...well, boy, let me put it...well, a few hours ago, we We have received news that Auror command posts across the country have been raided to varying degrees—”

"So, my mother..." Bellini said desperately.

Fudge hissed and shifted his weight from left to right and back to left.

"Mrs. Hornby is actually not on duty today..." Fudge's words gave everyone a glimmer of hope, but he went on to say: "Unfortunately, the Death Eaters pressed her whereabouts and rushed to find her whereabouts." Over there, on the Muggle streets...Mr and Mrs Hornby were defenseless..."

Several hands stretched out around, ready to support Bellini who was under the blow, but unexpectedly he stood firmly.

"Anyway, the Ministry will give you enough compensation." Fudge spoke a lot faster this time, and finished the sentence in one go: "We are very sorry about the matter of your father and Lingtang. This action was completely unexpected by the Ministry of Magic. , is our responsibility. Please be sure to mourn."

He turned around as soon as he finished speaking, and then came back to add: "Mr. Hornby seems to belong to a Muggle, Kincha...isn't it?"

"It's an agent!" Bellini yelled, a phrase I heard Mr. Hornby say many times in his house every day, because Ms. Hornby's wizard status always overshadowed a small Plot Agent Six: "He is a hero who protects state secrets!"

"Well..." Fudge was a little embarrassed, and accidentally revealed his natural disapproval of Muggles: "In short, Mr. Hornby's abnormal death may cause shock and uproar among Muggles. His unit explained the report. Try to get more treatment for him... that's it." He put on his hat and hurried away without looking back.

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