94 hp Diagon Alley

It fell to the ground with a clatter, and then fell on its back towards the glass bell behind it.Harry thought he would bang against the solid glass and slide down the glass bell to the floor.However, his head sank through the glass bell as if it were nothing but a soap bubble, and then he became motionless and lay sprawled on the table with his head sunk in the flashing bell. In glass.

"Wand coming!" cried Hermione, as Harry's wand flew into her hand from a dark corner, and she tossed it to Harry. "Thanks," said Harry, "well, let's get out of this—"

"Watch out!" said Neville in horror, staring at the Death Eater with his head in the glass bell.The three raised their wands again, but none of them struck: they all stared, with their mouths open, watching the change in the head with horror.It is shrinking rapidly, becoming more and more bald, the black hair and beard stubble retracted into the head, its cheeks are smoothed, the head is round and covered with a layer of down... just eating death As the gangster struggled to get up again, a baby's head grew eerily on his thick, muscular neck; yet, as they watched, dumbfounded, the head began to swell to its former size again, Thick black hair has grown back from the top of the head and chin...

"It's time," said Hermione in a frightened voice, "it's time..."

The Death Eater shook his ugly head again, trying to regain consciousness, but before he could pull himself together, his head began to shrink back to its infancy again... There was a cry from a nearby room, followed by There was a bump and a scream.

"Ron?" Harry called, turning instantly from what was happening in front of him. "Ginny? Gwen? Luna?"

"Harry!" Hermione screamed.

The Death Eater had pulled his head out of the glass bell jar, and he looked so weird, the little baby head screaming, the big arms flailing around dangerously, almost got hit Harry, who had already lowered his head to hide.Harry raised his wand, but to his surprise, Hermione grabbed his arm.

"You can't hurt a baby!"

There was no time to argue about it; Harry heard more footsteps coming from the Hall of Prophecy, getting louder, and he realized he shouldn't have given away their position by shouting so loudly, but it had too late.

"Come here!" He called out.The door at the other end of the room was open, leading into the dark hallway, toward which they rushed, leaving the wobbly Death Eater with the ugly baby's head behind.

They were halfway there when Harry saw through the open door two other Death Eaters running toward them through the black room; Office, slammed the door shut behind them.

"Quickly—" Hermione began, but before she could finish the spell, the door burst open and the two Death Eaters rushed in.

Accompanied by cheers of victory, both of them shouted: "There are many obstacles!"

Harry, Hermione, and Neville were all sent flying; Neville was thrown behind a desk and disappeared; Hermione hit a bookshelf, and a torrent of books poured down, instantly burying her; Harry's head snapped He bumped into the stone wall behind him, and there were stars in front of his eyes. For a while, he was dizzy and couldn't do anything.

"We've got him!" shouted the Death Eater closest to Harry. "In an office. From—"

"Silence!" Hermione yelled, and the Death Eater's voice died away.He was still moving his mouth through the hole in the mask, but there was no sound, and his accomplice pushed him aside.

"Petrification!" Harry yelled just as the second Death Eater raised his wand.The Death Eater's arms and legs snapped together, and he fell face down on the rug at Harry's feet, stiff as a plank and unable to move.

"Great, huh—"

The Death Eater who had just been dumbed by Hermione suddenly waved his wand, and something like a purple flame pierced Hermione's chest. Hermione seemed to be surprised and let out a soft "oh", and shrank back on the ground. Also did not move.

"Hermione!"

Harry quickly knelt down beside her, and Neville scrambled over from under the table, his wand held up in front of him.As soon as the Death Eater saw Neville, he kicked him hard on the head - one kick that broke Neville's wand and kicked him in the face.Neville screamed in pain, covered his mouth and nose and shrank back.Harry turned and held his wand aloft, seeing that the Death Eater had pulled off his mask and was pointing his wand at himself.Harry recognized the long, pale, distorted face of Antonin Dolohov, the wizard who had killed the Prewetts in the Daily Prophet.

Dolokhov grinned.His free finger pointed to the Prophecy Ball still clutched in Harry's hand, then to himself, then to Hermione.Although he couldn't speak, his meaning couldn't be more clear: Give me the prophecy ball, or you will end up with her...

"Hand over the Prophecy Ball and you'll kill us all the same!" said Harry.A wave of panic raced through Harry's mind, and he couldn't think normally.He had one hand on Hermione's shoulder and could still feel her warmth, but he didn't dare look her in the eye.Don't let her die, don't let her die, if she dies, it's all my fault...

"Don't (don't care) what you do, Harry," Neville said excitedly under the table, his hands dropped a little, and it was obvious that his nose had been kicked off, and blood was flowing down his mouth and chin. Drew down, "Don't call it expensive to him (don't give it to him)!"

Then there was a bang outside the door, and Dolohov looked back—a Death Eater with a baby head appeared at the door, his head screaming, and his huge fists out of control swung at everything around him.Harry seized the opportunity: "Petrify everything!"

Before Dolokhov could resist, the spell hit him.He fell forward, across the body of his accomplice, and they were both as rigid as a plank, motionless.

"Hermione," Harry shook Hermione immediately as the baby-headed Death Eater stumbled out of sight again, "Hermione, wake up..."

"What did he do to her?" said Neville, crawling under the table, kneeling on Hermione's other side, blood gushing from his rapidly swollen nose.

"I have no idea…"

Neville fumbled for Hermione's wrist.

"Have a pulse, Harry, I'm pretty sure."

Harry breathed a sigh of relief, momentarily dizzy.

"She's still alive?"

"Yes, I (think) yes."

Neither of them said anything more, and Harry tried to hear what was going on around him, but all he could hear was whimpering and stumbling, which came from the Death Eater with the baby's head in the next room.

"Neville, we're not far from the exit," Harry whispered, "it's right next door to the rotunda...if you can get through there and find the right door before the other Death Eaters arrive, I bet you can get Hermione Take it down the hallway, into the elevator...then, you can find someone...call the police..."

"Then what are you going to do?" Neville said, wiping his bloody nose with his sleeve, and looked at Harry frowning.

"I'm going to find someone else," said Harry.

"Okay, then, I'm going to get angry with you and go find them." Neville said without hesitation.

"But, Hermione—"

"We're going to take her together." Neville said firmly, "I'll carry her on my back - you're better at dealing with them than I was -"

He stood up, grabbed Hermione's arm, and stared at Harry. Harry hesitated, then took Hermione's other arm, and together lifted Hermione's limp body onto Neville's shoulders superior.

"Wait a minute," said Harry, grabbing Hermione's wand from the ground and slipping it into Neville's hand, "you'd better take this." As they walked slowly towards the door, Neville snapped his own wand The broken wand kicked aside. "My grandma insisted on killing Wu (me)," he said inarticulately, with the blood dripping from his nose, "the wax (that) was left by my father."

Harry poked his head out of the door and looked around cautiously.The Death Eater with the baby's head was still there screaming loudly, banging and banging things around.He overturned the grandfather clock, overturned the table, and cried in a daze.The glass-fronted closet behind them continued to fall and shatter, then returned to the wall and snapped back into place of its own accord, Harry reckoned there was some switch inside. "He won't pay attention to us," Harry whispered, "come on...follow me..."

They tiptoed out of the office and headed for the door that led into the dark hall, which now seemed deserted.They took a few steps forward, Neville staggering a little with Hermione on his back; the door to the Hall of Time closed behind them, and the surrounding walls began to turn again.The blow to the back of Harry's head just now seemed to have knocked him out.He narrowed his eyes and swayed slightly until the wall stopped turning again.He found that the flaming x that Hermione had left on the door had disappeared, and his heart sank.

"Now where do you think you should go—"

They haven't had time to decide