[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

After entering the door, Tonks checked Eli's situation like everyone else.He was floating in mid-air unconsciously, not knowing what was going on in his body, and everyone was cautious not to move him. Before Dumbledore arrived, they could only stand around Eli and stare at him anxiously.

It doesn't lead to anything, there's nothing they can do now.Tonks looked away from Eli, carefully and curiously looking at the display behind the door.

The Department of Mysteries, this is an absolutely mysterious place in the Ministry of Magic. It has been more than a year since she entered the Ministry of Magic as an intern Auror, and she has never met any colleagues who work in this department. They all work together... Maybe, she's not really sure.

This was the first time she had entered here, even though it was only one of the twelve doors.Here are some... Her eyes turned to look at other things in the room, and she hesitated for a moment.

"What are these?" she asked in bewilderment. "Looks like a brain from something."

"Human brain, I think." Her fiancé was attracted by her question, and glanced in the direction of her gaze, with a slightly strange expression, "I never knew that human brain could be stored like this, they see It sounds a little... a little weird."

Everyone also looked around subconsciously, and found that Remus was right, there was indeed a weirdness everywhere.Those brains seem docile and harmless, but since they are stored here, they are indescribably weird.

"Be careful," Hermione said to Ron, pulling him aside, away from the brain behind him. "They can be dangerous. Brains represent ideas, and even magic, the study of ideas, can be dangerous." are still very scarce.”

"You're always right, Hermione," Ron grunted, carefully turning around to look at the brain, making sure no part of himself touched it.

"The path Voldemort is exploring is related to thoughts." Remus said, recalling his own experience of being controlled by Voldemort, "It was a purely ideological battle. It has to be said that the Ministry of Magic sent Eli It's quite appropriate to hide in this room."

"We need to move Eli away." Sirius said, frowning, and raised his wand. "Do you feel that the air around you seems to be a little cooler?"

"You think so too? Me too." James nodded, and the two looked at each other. After a few seconds, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Dementors!" they said in unison, their faces starting to turn blue.

"I saw them when I went to the vanished Death Eaters in Azkapancha." Sirius said in disgust, his brows furrowed. "A group of creatures that suck happiness and souls, I always suspected that they would also suck brains... They have already been called by Umbridge, who knows if they will become excited and go berserk after entering this room and seeing so many brains, we need to evacuate, just to be on the safe side."

"Yes, I think so too." James said solemnly, still carrying his son behind his back, with a serious face, "It's too late to wait for Dumbledore, Harry's condition is also very bad, wait until the dementor appears, everyone Their combat effectiveness will be greatly reduced-those things will make people weak and unable to exert their full strength, except for calling the gods to protect them, other spells are useless to them, and half of us here can't cast this spell , the situation is very unsafe."

He glanced at Sirius, Remus, and Tonks who could be used, and the three children and Petunia were classified by him into the category that could not be used.

"Harry, too," said Hermione quickly, "he's a quick learner of the spell, the best of us, our DA's tried it while printing the school paper in the House of Requirement, and he's better than a lot of the seniors. The students are doing well."

ah?James turned to look at his son in amazement, and Harry clutched his aching scar and shook his head at him.

"It's just a mass of silver-white things that can be cast, without a real shape..." He said awkwardly, "This spell is still too difficult for us."

"It's already pretty good, Harry." Remus said gently, smiling encouragingly at him, "When I was teaching you this spell, I didn't expect your progress to be so ideal. You're only in the third grade, which is very strange. Advanced magic."

"But we're not dealing with real Dementors, Uncle Remus," said Harry. "The Room of Requirement got us a...a replica, maybe? The demands of various magic exercises. As soon as I remembered the Patronus Charm, it turned into something that looked like a dementor, and we were all taken aback."

"Probably a Boggart," Sirius said, "but how the Room of Requirement does it is a mystery, I always think it can ignore many of the rules that we think of as established, if it was ever a person, then Probably the most powerful wizard in the world. Well done, Harry."

"I can't help it. Dobby comes to remind me every week that Voldemort is going to kill me. I have learned a lot under his supervision this year. Although he is always doing more harm than good and making some more dangerous things, but I think I can be sure that he is not malicious." Harry said helplessly, "Maybe I learned a little faster than others, I think it may be because... I am lucky, I don't have any really special memories of fear, so It's easy to beat it."

"That's not true, Harry." Remus shook his head, "It's not because you're lucky, but because you're brave enough to face your deepest fears calmly."

Harry froze for a moment, then endured the pain and smiled.

"I take it for granted," he said. "I'm a Gryffindor."

A typical Gryffindor.His trusted elders all smiled at his words, stroked his hair encouragingly, and worked together on how to move Eli's body out.

"Is the transporting spell okay?" James asked hesitantly, picked up the wand cautiously, and tried it a little bit, "Well, no, the concentration of soul in his body is probably too high now, magic becomes It doesn't work very well for him."

"Just try to touch him." Remus said, "I don't know what the consequences will be, but this is the only option we have now."

"Then I'll give it a try..." Sirius said halfway, his face suddenly changed, and he hurriedly leaned forward to grab the arm of the person beside him, "Petunia?! Come back! You don't know magic! You—"

He was one step too late, and before he could speak, Petunia had stepped forward and grabbed Eli's hand.

When they were discussing around the room behind the door and having a short conversation with each other, the only one who remained silent and did not join them was Petunia.This brave warrior who could look contemptuous and proud in front of Umbridge didn't care about anyone else at the moment, and just stared at his husband steadfastly.

He looked the same as usual, as if he was just falling asleep normally.Petunia still remembered the day he had been taken to the Ministry of Magic, the morning the children had gone to school, Nina taking a nap in her nest, the old owl Eli had given her more than a decade ago, and the same Old Eli's own owls stood on the same crossbar, and their granddaughter flew in through the window to place two newspapers on their dining table.

They got up a little later that morning because they went to bed later than usual.Fortunately, there was nothing too late. They finished breakfast together as usual, exchanged topics in their respective newspapers, kissed goodbye at the door, and went to their respective jobs.

"See you later, honey," Eli said to her. "If I come back earlier to pick you up, don't work too late."

"If you go, I'll hurry," she said to her husband, "so you'd better come early if you can—I'll wait for you."

At that time, she was thinking, if all goes well, maybe they can have dinner together at night, Nina has her own magic feeder, the food for the owl is plentiful, the children are learning knowledge in school, the two of them are currently All you have to do is take care of yourself and each other.

Like every day in the past, an ordinary and happy life.

She couldn't accept that day would be a farewell.

After hearing what James said, saying that there is not much magic can do, Petunia immediately found the meaning of coming here.The high-heeled shoes had been thrown to nowhere, she took a step forward with bare feet, held her husband tightly, and squeezed the hand of this man who belonged to her, tightly in the palm of her hand.

Whether it is good or bad, life or death, hope or despair.

It's their common future, how could she not face it with her husband.

Without anyone's help, she carried her husband on her back.She was a tall, thin woman, and it was impossible to tell from her appearance that she had such great strength.

"It's fine if I come." She said calmly, "I can't help you to fight with your wand behind someone's back, but I can protect him. No matter what method I use, I can do it."

They watched her silently, in the increasingly cold air around them, and finally did not stop her.They rushed out of the room, and then stopped abruptly when they returned to the Great Hall of the Department of Mysteries.

A dozen or so dementors have already appeared here, silently sealing the exit of the hall, standing opposite them, waiting for their self-inflicted snares.

Officials from the Ministry of Magic appeared one after another, as did others in black hoods.No one spoke, but surrounded them solemnly, as if they wanted to turn this place into the final battlefield and witness their demise with their own eyes.

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Thanks to Lan Ting and Mu Qing Zihan for mine~