[HP] Missy and Mischief

"The place you mentioned may be the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic," Cassandra frowned and stared at Harry, "but why did Arthur Weasley appear there and was bitten by a snake of unknown origin?" ?”

"I don't know!" Harry almost yelled, "Now that you know where it is, we must find him as soon as possible - he's bleeding profusely - and the big snake has gone or not!"

Harry felt his fear might burst at any moment, Mr. Weasley was bleeding, and they were still talking slowly about why he was in that place.

"But how are we going to get to the Ministry of Magic?" asked George, caught by Harry's anxiety. "The Hogwarts Express? By the time we get to the Ministry, Dad may have already..."

"My God, you're still a wizard! Apparate us!" said Ron, looking at his brother in disbelief.

"What? Yes, Hogwarts can't Apparate, but Hogsmeade can—" Fred suddenly realized, "but how do we get into the Ministry of Magic?"

"I know." Cassandra and Harry said in unison.

Harry looked at the blond witch in surprise, he still hadn't gotten used to the reality that a Slytherin would be a part of their emergency rescue, especially since she was his best friend's brother's girlfriend.

It's weird, but it doesn't feel bad.Harry thought.

"What? Are you going too?" Ron was obviously taken aback.

"Of course, I know you better than you." Cassandra glanced at Harry impatiently, and said sarcastically, "God, do you think we Slytherins will cheer for every tragedy or something? Don't look so stupid , stupid."

Very well, thought Harry, she had finally returned to her normal arrogance.

Before leaving, several people wrote a note at the same time, asking the owl to fly to Professor McGonagall and Professor Dumbledore, hoping that they would understand that they were in the Ministry of Magic for emergency rescue.

Cassandra originally wanted to write one for Snape (because I heard that he was also a member of the Order of the Phoenix), but Harry and Ron resolutely stopped it because "he can't do it for Mr. Weasley anyway." Venture into the Ministry of Magic".

Fred and George led the way, followed by Cassandra, Harry and Ron, who left behind the statue of Gregory the Flatterer on the sixth floor and followed the secret passage to the vegetable patch behind the greenhouse—by the way , the twins discovered this secret path on the first day of school.

They strode and slid under the Whomping Willow into the Shrieking Shack.

Cassandra glanced down at her skirt that was stained with mud, cursed silently, but didn't say anything, quietly solved it with her wand, and followed the boys to the empty and silent Hogsmeade village.

"Oh, you look a little like Hermione now..." Ron muttered, glancing over her tousled blond hair.Perhaps he thought it was an extremely high compliment, but Cassandra snorted and looked away haughtily.

With three small "cracks", Fred took Ron, George took Harry, and Cassandra was alone, and they Apparated to the Ministry of Magic in London.

Cassandra didn't like the suffocation of this way of moving—it was like being squeezed out of a narrow, flat tube, and it was extremely nauseating.Along with the blurring and distortion of the surrounding scenery, a bright orange halo suddenly appeared around, which was the light from the flowing car lights and windows.

Fred and George flashed beside her, Ron lost his footing and fell on the pavement, Harry looked miserable, Cassandra was a little more graceful, but the expression on her face wasn't exactly good, only The twins are extraordinarily calm because they torture their family members with this trick all the time at home.

She walked to the phone booth closest to them and opened the tattered door.It looked terrible, half of the glass was broken, and the red paint was chipped and peeled off - Muggles would definitely complain why the government didn't fix it in time, they wouldn't know that this was the official entrance to the British Ministry of Magic.

Cassandra picked up the phone quickly but accurately, dialed the number "62442", and ordered them to "come in quickly!".

After only a few seconds, an indifferent female voice appeared on the microphone: "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please tell me your name and what you are going to do."

"Cassandra Wolflin, Fred Weasley, George Weasley, Ronald Weasley, Harry Potter." Transfer to the special office, code 767."

"Guests, please pick up your badge..." The indifferent female voice quickly changed when she heard the correct code, "The serial number is correct, and you are granted an expedited entry. Please hold on to the handrail."

"What—" Harry just picked up the five badges and was about to hand them out to everyone, when he felt the ground of the phone booth trembling violently at an abnormal speed, and then with a "whoosh", it landed at the deepest part of the Ministry of Magic.

He was caught off guard and bumped his head, and the original one-minute process was speeded up to three seconds. This exciting feeling was no different from the jumping machine he saw in the Muggle amusement park.

They scurried across the gleamingly dark floor, flanked by rows of gilt fireplaces (if they succeeded in finding Professor Dumbledore, this should be the correct way to enter the interior).

Cassandra suddenly had an ominous premonition... this is not normal.Even the wizard inspecting the wand should have been on duty even though it was late at night, but the Ministry of Magic seemed empty right now.

She regretted recklessly following Harry in without thinking.

If an employee of the Ministry of Magic can be attacked inside, then the security here is absolutely doubtful, and there may be unknown dangers waiting for them.

She must have been infected by Gryffindor.Cassandra thought firmly.

They entered the elevator and were about to descend to the deepest ninth floor, where the Department of Mysteries was located.

"Why didn't we ever know there was a Department of Mysteries?" Fred asked.

"Yeah, obviously our dad also works at the Ministry of Magic." George said.

Cassandra tossed her hair and said grimly, "Obviously your father didn't think it would be the right decision to bring you here, unless he wanted to see the whole Ministry of Magic go wild."

Ron let out an odd, suffocated laugh.

He didn't expect that the one who could choke back with the twins would be a standard black wizard of the Snake Court.

"I went to the Department of Legal Enforcement with my mother. She warned me that it is absolutely forbidden to approach the Department of Mysteries on the ninth basement floor. It is very dangerous... But it is like Bluebeard's room. The more forbidden, the more curious you will be." Cassandra whispered, "I peeked through the fence once, and it's very, very deep and dark, and once you see it, it's hard to forget."

Along with their conversation, the elevator stopped at the ground, and through the golden fence, they really saw a long corridor, surrounded by torches for lighting, making the darkest door in the deepest place look even more eerie and terrifying.

"That's the door," Harry whispered, feeling a tingle of unease and a sting in his scar. "Let's go save someone."

"Wait," Cassandra stopped him, pursing her lips tightly, "You said Mr. Weasley was bitten outside the door, but where is he?"

"He's wearing the Invisibility Cloak!" said Harry eagerly.

There is no mistake... In the dream, he was the venomous snake with fangs, and he sensed the breath of a living person with his vomeronasal device... Mr. Weasley woke up from the dream, the invisibility cloak fell off, His outline became brighter... He bit him, pierced his body repeatedly with his fangs, and his ribs were crushed...

Harry didn't dare to think about it anymore, he stepped forward in three steps at a time, groped on the ground, and lifted a corner of the silver cloak——

"Merlin!" the twins yelled.

Under the cloak of invisibility was really their father, Arthur Weasley. He collapsed powerlessly in the corner, his face was ashen, and a large pool of blood flowed from his body.

Ron's face was pale, and he rushed over, trembling and tested his breath, "He's still alive! Dad is still alive!"

Fred twitched, he couldn't believe what Harry said was true until he saw this scene! "Seriously injured" and "a lot of blood" are true!

George felt chills in his heart, and in a trance, he suddenly remembered that his mother's Boggart had turned into his father's corpse, his glasses were crooked, and his face was covered with blood... No, Dad will not die, and neither can he...

"Fortunately, we came in time enough." Cassandra took a deep breath, and with trembling hands, poured concentrated white fresh essence and revival potion into Arthur's chest as if asking for money.

Since the last time George was attacked in front of her, the stock of potions she carried had increased.Because it's hard to know what thrills and dangers will arise in your life when you're with two Gryffindors again...

"I'm not a professional therapist!" she said nervously. "We must send him to St. Mungo's for professional treatment immediately."

Fred swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and on George's side, he drove Mr. Weasley onto his shoulders, and asked worriedly, "How do we get to St. Mungo's? I'm not sure if Dad can still come to an apparition... ..."

Cassandra turned around anxiously, and finally made up her mind: "Let's go through the Floo network. Although the network may be monitored, there is no better way—let's go invisible."

So Mr. Weasley and the twins were put on Harry Potter's extra-large invisibility cloak, Harry and Ron squeezed under the ordinary invisibility cloak, and Cassandra added an already very large invisibility cloak to herself. Skillful illusion spell.

Amidst the rattling sound of the elevator chain, they waited anxiously to return to the Ministry of Magic hall.Cassandra had never been more eager to get back to the surface and send Mr. Weasley to St. Mungo's, and every pore in her body was screaming in alarm.

The elevator stopped, and she also felt her heart fall into her stomach.

It was right to be invisible in advance. Through the golden fence, she saw several figures wearing black hooded cloaks, two of them were very conspicuous. They also wore masks, but there were different shades of blond hair leaking from the hoods come out.

"It's so strange, now the Ministry of Magic's elevators will move automatically?" Lucius Malfoy said in a long voice, his silver-gray pupils staring fiercely at the "empty" elevator.

"Don't forget what you're here for," Herbert Wolfflin warned. "It took me a lot of effort to lure the others away, so hurry up and complete the task assigned by the Dark Lord."

The author has something to say:

*In the original setting, the Ministry of Magic phone number "62442" is actually the spelling of "MAGIC" in the nine-key keyboard, so in the same way, I set the urgent "SOS" code to "767".

*Sirius didn't come, what kind of bento, I don't know (at a loss)

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