HP Hermione's Phoenix

Hermione strode into the terminal room. This is no longer the clean and exquisite terminal room. Ravenclaw's old secret room is in a state of sudden change. All items are flying in the sky, and all the portraits on the wall are In the howling, the wall and the ground are constantly changing in texture and color. It is this room for a while, and it is that room for a while, like a whirlwind, all high-energy reactions occur and extinguish at this moment, responding to every request—seeking and responding , constantly switching——

"Merlin!—" Peeves muttered, flying in the air and trying to catch those objects that were flying around centuries ago.Even the gorgeous dress worn by Gryffindor thousands of years ago flew out, and the room was like a hurricane feast.

Clang clang clang.But there was still something that couldn't be caught, and fell heavily—Helbo raised his head, and blocked Hogwarts in the center of the room with his huge body sullenly...

boom.

Hermione took a step forward, and the solid ground under her feet suddenly changed again.A clearly visible crack was born in an instant, leading directly to the depths of the room——

boom!Rumble!In an instant, the floor disappeared, and the Room of Requirement suddenly became a long valley, across the abyss where Hogwarts Castle lay pale.

Her complexion remained unchanged, she untied the cloak with one hand, channeled a little of her true energy, stepped on the air, and jumped to the opposite bank in the violent hurricane!

Tom just took her cloak, and he couldn't help being stunned when he saw it—the little yellow chicken jumped on his shoulder and said solemnly: "Come with me!"

He looked hesitantly at this foodie chicken who was still a little dumbfounded.No matter how you look at it, it is just a fat little yellow chicken, and even the movement of flapping its wings in the air is very catching... But he still hesitated and reached out to grab its tiny paws.

Crash!The little golden chicken wings spread out, and the black-haired boy flew past the bottomless abyss.At that moment, the hurricane seemed to calm down suddenly, and there was a deep and warm atmosphere enveloping him in a trance, riding the wind and waves, going anywhere...

The roast chicken flapped its wings and quickly dropped him.Tom looked around. At this moment, the big room of Response was like an island, and the hurricane was raging deep into the abyss. Only the floor in the center—if it can be called a floor—hangs out of nowhere...

Hermione held the hand of Hogwarts Castle tightly.He knelt down, but couldn't see her expression clearly.

"How's it going?" He asked softly, a little uneasy.

"Hacked," said Hermione curtly.

Without saying a word, she concentrated her attention on the gate of the castle, constantly sending spiritual power, trying to sort out the veins—no, no, Hogwarts has no veins at all, it is the spirit of the weapon, and all the foundations It is spiritual power rather than physical body, and it is also the computing center of the entire European magic network. Once its spiritual field is disordered, it is absolutely impossible to solve it easily...

Indoors, Tom watched the hurricane grow stronger and stronger, and suddenly another black tornado flew out of the abyss out of thin air. forced to -

The black-haired boy was terrified in his heart, but his expression remained unchanged. Facing the violent wind and waves, he stood and blocked Hermione...

But Hermione stood up suddenly, one hand was still clasping the unconscious castle, the other hand quickly pushed him away, raised her hand according to the black whirlwind and tapped gently——

- "Ehuh!!!!!!"

The black storm suddenly let out a hoarse scream.It's like the three-headed hellhound is receiving the Cruciatus Curse.

Standing in the center of the incredible storm, Hermione reached out and grabbed the whirlwind tightly.She didn't dodge or dodge, her eyes were sharp and her expression was extremely calm, as if she was clinging to a black, moving waterfall—the last whirlwind roar twisted for a long time, and was snuffed out.

The Room of Requirement has finally regained its temporary peace.

Hermione stood quietly beside Hogwarts, gazing at the pale, frail little face.It looks so peaceful, just looking at the appearance, who would have imagined how intense the mental struggle the villain of the castle has experienced just a moment ago...

Tom looked at her with changing expressions: "Is it him?"

Hermione nodded slowly.

"He hacked into the system? Taken over the network?" he asked again.

"Yes. I have taken back control."

"But..." He looked at her in disbelief, "Could it be...he might..."

She stared closely at the face of Hogwarts, and her tone was almost low to the ground thousands of meters deep in the castle: "The important thing is not... that has happened... but, how? how withappened..."

The first large-scale out-of-control incident on the national LAN was declared restored within 5 minutes.

However, the fear of the people has not recovered in the slightest.Once again, Voldemort shrouded the whole of Britain. This ghost floating over Europe always appeared so suddenly, far away in the sky, close in sight, and even his control over people was unbreakable. The deep touch is simply irresistible... Whether it is the Ministry of Magic or the network control center, no one can stop his arrival again...

But—how?

How did he do that?

Hermione's brows were tightly furrowed, thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind one by one, and the results of countless calculations flowed through her consciousness, and were constantly denied——

Tom has been watching her with a complicated look.At the end, he watched her raise her head and said softly, "I'll go for a walk."

He didn't say anything, just handed over the black cloak again, and put it on her silently.

Outside the castle, there was a lot of wind and rain.

It was the season of bitter wind and rain by British standards.The lonely castle is built between the sky and the earth. Although it is surrounded by mountains and rivers, there are only roaring and madness left in the mountains and rivers, which only makes people feel more desolate and lonely. "Wuthering Heights" begins here, and "Howard End" also begins Starting here, the spiritual core of all Britons can be found here...

Hermione walked in the rain wrapped in a cloak, and the rain became more and more cool, but it didn't get on her at all.In the silent world where ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, a catastrophe was imminent, and her heart became calmer, and her thoughts turned faster—a catastrophe!Unprecedented catastrophe...

——Since reincarnated in this world, I have encountered a serious disaster in the true sense!

All kinds of challenges in the past can be said to be nothing in front of this time... She has the initiative in all changes, only this time, she is out of control in the true sense!

The network center that was originally controlled by her was suddenly invaded, and the little castle was so tired that it was also mentally polluted, and it was almost in danger...

More importantly, although she temporarily extinguished the mental pollution and stabilized the situation, she still didn't know how Voldemort did it...

——That is to say...

——He may come back at any time, invading the network and Hogwarts hub like a virus...

——No, this is already the hub of Europe!

——At this point in the development of the Internet, in the magic world, it is unimaginable for wizards and magical creatures of all races to depend on it. If he further controls it—unthinkable!Totally unimaginable!

There was a ding sound, especially abrupt in the wind and rain.

Hermione stood still in front of the flowerbed.It rained harder.In the pouring rain, she calmly took out her terminal.

The man with red eyes and snake face smiled at her in the video.In the night rain, the voice was so leisurely and yet so terrifying.

Hermione's eyes narrowed suddenly.

"Don't worry... this is not a live broadcast, this is a dedicated line—" He sat casually in front of a dark desk, resting his chin on one hand, and kept tapping the time on the table with the other hand. His five fingers fluttered up and down. If he was a few decades younger, his appearance would be very suave, but now it seems that it only makes people feel magical.

"Are you curious? Are you curious about how I did it?" The Dark Lord smiled at her, and sighed cruelly at the corner of his mouth, "It's really a precise magic circle...a genius witch...as expected of a woman who fell in love with me... ..."

Hermione sneered, her voice full of chills: "Unlock the magic circle? Heh. Americans can also do this level."

The red one eye did not reveal the slightest wavering expression.Instead, Voldemort looked at her with great amusement, while one hand kept pounding on the table—

"No." He smiled smugly. "You don't know. You don't know how I hacked your network—"

In the rain, Hermione looked at him heavily, without changing her expression.

"If you control the network, you will control everything..." He smiled lazily, "I want to thank you...you are really a gift from heaven..."

When he said the last sentence, his tone became hoarse.

Hermione's eyes were like knives, she looked at the screen word by word, her voice seemed to merge with the pouring rain: "Do you really think I can't do anything to you?"

"No." He immediately spread out one hand, the other hand was still flying up and down, knocking on the table recklessly and said, "You can. Of course you can. You can just come and kill me, you can find me Of course, then you'd never know how I hacked into your magical network, the thing you're most proud of..."

The red eyes narrowed slyly: "You still have concerns, don't you?"

The rain suddenly became lighter.Hermione also smiled instead of anger, and refuted even more cruel words: "For you, what do you think I need to worry about?"

Unexpectedly, after this sentence was finished, a strong excitement appeared in that terrible red eye.At the same time, the pale tongue stuck out and licked the dry lips...

"Then come." He smiled nonchalantly, fixed his eyes on her and seemed to look far away, and growled: "Destruction! What a charming destruction - you will know where I am, come on! Come on! Question me! Question the fate of this world!"

--boom!

After finishing these words, another loud thunder suddenly struck behind her, purple lightning pierced the lonely sky, the rain was only light for a moment, and then surged and increased again.

In the pouring rain, Hermione's heart trembled suddenly, and she suddenly realized what the other party was prompting——

She narrowed her gaze, staring closely at his hand that kept beating time on the table——

Voldemort smiled even more cheerfully.He actually blinked that one eye, and said lightly, "Come—come find me. Someone needs you to find me, too."

After saying this, the connection was completely disconnected.

Hermione suddenly turned around, only to see Harry running towards him out of breath in the heavy rain, his toes were still wet even though he had cast the rainproof spell, and when he looked up, his green eyes were full of determination: "Hermione——"

He raised the terminal, looked at her firmly and said, "I'm going...I'm going to find him."

Hermione looked at the young savior.He is no longer young, and the scars on his forehead have become shallower and shallower over the years, but his determination has become stronger and stronger...

He was breathless, and looked at her with some suffocation: "Hermione—he issued a death notice—the bell rang, and many people will die at the end of Game of Thrones—I must go, although I don't know —but he says he's waiting for me, and I must get this over with—though . . . "

Hermione glanced at him and suddenly asked, "Draco doesn't know?"

"Uh……"

"Your godfather doesn't know?"

"..."

"Ron Neville doesn't even know?"

"Yes……"

"Are you going to fight Voldemort just like this?" In the rainy day, her words fell like ice cubes.

"I don't know..." Harry looked at her confusedly, "but, I..."

Hermione stared at him without saying a word.Until his brain suddenly exploded and he shouted strongly: "But—many people will die! Think of a way! Think of a way Hermione!—You must know that he came up with a riddle, and only you among us must be able to solve it!" Unlock, Game of Thrones, the bell is ringing... What is he trying to say?! Who is he going to kill?! Can't wait a moment, Hermione, you must have a way to find out, we have to stop him..."

"Yes, I know." She said suddenly and clearly.

Harry was taken aback.

"Are you going?" She looked at him with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice, "But you are only 15 years old, Harry...you...you don't have to go."

"I'm going!" he said firmly.

"Okay." Hermione nodded.

"On Halloween, the night your parents died," she said clearly. "The new Minister of Magic will be completely reorganized and will give his inaugural address that night. When Game of Thrones ends—on That night, Big Ben rang, and he was going to blow up the Ministry of Magic, the Palace of Westminster, including the London Bridge from east to west of the Thames... No, it may also be the whole of England."

The author has something to say: Recently near the end, I am a big aunt, shit...

But in short, I must ensure that the closer to the end, the better the quality of hold!There will be all kinds of exciting scenes at the end and the follow-up episodes!mwah!