Daily demolition of the store [Comprehensive British and American]

A small team of Oro rushed to the source of the alarm. The Ministry of Magic has not been attacked for five or six years. Oro, who rushed in first, did not expect that their director would be behind them, "Sir! You came before us Is it! Where is the intruder?"

Potter leaned against the wall wearily, he didn't care about the dust and spider silk from his clothes, the time machine became dim again after no one was using it, and the instigator who caused the alarm was displayed It's in the middle of the room, but none of my colleagues noticed this alchemy artifact.

Harry glanced at the piece of fabric on the ground. It was only the first step of the mission for the two of them to go back to the past smoothly, and everything after that required luck.

If possible, Harry prayed to Merlin with the most pious spirit, hoping that they could successfully complete every small step, and finally succeed in bringing the dead back to life.

"Is this the fabric left by the intruder?" Oro picked Novia's clothes from the ground suspiciously, and he quickly discovered the problem: "This looks like Muggle clothes."

"I will be responsible for finding this person. I found her before she caused any damage. I have seen her appearance. We can make a wanted warrant later." Potter slowed down for a while, his agitated mood Gradually calmed down.

"Is it a Death Eater?" Oro, the youngest in the team, was eager to try. He graduated a few years ago, and there was a gap between those Death Eaters and him in Azkaban. He had never witnessed real fear, so he said it Sometimes it seems to be fearless.

"Boy, don't talk nonsense! The last Death Eater was imprisoned in Azkaban by the minister. This is not the era of dementors guarding the prison. How could they escape!" Oro, who taught the newcomers, was a little worried He glanced at Potter, and the people who worked together probably didn't feel anything, but looking back after a long time apart, he would feel that the former savior was aging at an alarming speed.

The Death Eaters and the war were too cruel. For those who came to them, the battle at Hogwarts could boast that there was no more just and grand night than that, but when the victory came, facing those The corpse lying in the ruins and never waking up is a nightmare for a lifetime.

"Harry! Are you okay!" Hermione ran along the corridor. The three of them had never been in contact with each other. She knew Harry's state all the time, so she paid extra attention.

When there are many people in a small room, it becomes extremely crowded.

A group of Auror left with the evidence winking, leaving space for the pair of good friends.

God knows!After so many years, the golden combination of Hogwarts is still shining like a legend.

When everyone was gone, Hermione frowned and asked Harry, "Have you used that machine?" Her tone was still a little uncertain, as if she still had a little expectation for Harry's behavior.

"I can't always lie to you, Hermione." Harry nodded dejectedly. "I know we've agreed not to use this potentially life-changing machine, but what if it works?"

"Who did you choose to go back? Is this person trustworthy?!" Taking a step back, even if you really want to do it, this person must go through layers of screening.

"It's two people." Potter took a deep breath, his throat itching from the dust in the room.

"Two people?!"

"We chatted a few words and made preparations for a while. She is an expert, she is good at cleaning up the mess." Harry looked at the place where Novia and Stark disappeared, and soon changes would happen, if Novia If Via is successful enough, many people will forget the pain caused by the war.

"There's never going to be a perfect guy. It's just a matter of finding the luckiest guy and putting our hopes in him."

Harry and Novia discussed what point in time would be more satisfying to return to.

They finally settled on Hogsmeade, in front of the Honeydukes Candy Shop.

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As for the time, there is a slight deviation.

Novia stood in the snow with a livid face. It was only summer before she started her journey, and the thin long-sleeved top was already an exaggerated way to wear it.She and Potter also agreed on the summer of his fifth grade - there were no students at that time, and although she could smell the signs of terror, there was still some time to adapt.

But the situation in front of Novia now is that she is about to freeze to death.

"Cold..." Tony lying on the ground was not much better than Novia.He just moved from one cold state to another.The burden on the heart has been relieved a lot, but the feeling of imminent death is still lingering on my back.

"I'm cold too..." The candy store was closed, Novia stamped her feet with her arms crossed, neither she nor Tony had enough clothes to accommodate each other, "We need to find a warm place quickly! You Can you still move around?"

"I'm fine." Tony stood up from the snow. He saw a message on the door of the candy store. The time was written - 1997

Novia sneezed heavily from the cold wind, her nose was red and her eyes were watery. "We can try our luck at the Hog's Head, it's supposed to be open..."

Tony did not refute Novia's proposal, he took a step ahead of Novia.

That was the direction the wind was blowing head-on. Novia tightened her clothes meaninglessly. She saw the move to block the wind, and lowered her head without making a sound.

Two lines of footprints were left on the pure white snow, and the sky was gradually getting dark. There were messenger owls flying over their heads, and everything seemed so hurried.

——The small intersection next to the post office, the dilapidated signboards, the windows and floors full of dirt, the smell of sheep in the air, all the bad conditions, when encountering the word 'warm', they all become Be cute.

Novia and Tony looked at each other.They pushed open the door of the bar together.

There were only a few customers in the bar. They used different fabrics to cover their faces, and there were all kinds of cups on the table. Everyone seemed to remember not to cause trouble to the shop owner, or out of concerns about hygiene, Bring your own cup.

Novia's eyes locked on the old man behind the bar who was focused on wiping the cups. His beard and hair were white. When he lowered his head, part of his beard hung on the cups. He wiped them again and again, but he didn't seem to be so clean. .Another function of the beard is to hide the person's appearance. Novia only has a vague idea of ​​Aberforth's appearance. Anyway, remembering the outline of this person can help imagine Dumbledore's appearance. Play a certain help.

"Two glasses of spirits, and some bread, something simple is fine, but be quick!" Novia put a gold Galleon on the counter.

Aberforth glanced at Novia, and his eyes did stay on Novia for a second. The Muggle attire had caused a small discussion since he entered the store.This in itself is a good place to inform. At this time, if you appear in this kind of clothes, the men and women probably don't have much hope of survival.

"Not enough. Three Galleons." Aberforth wiped the cup slowly.

Novia didn't argue with him, and quickly made up the remaining amount. "We need another room."

"A room?!" Tony and Aberforth repeated Novia's words in unison.

Aberforth stopped talking, he continued to concentrate on cleaning the cup, but he didn't mean to walk away to leave some room for Novia and the others.

"One room is enough!" Novia glared at you fiercely, she was going to be too cold, this guy is still struggling with the problems of the room!

"A room." Tony lost to Novia's insistence.

The curse that didn't know when the upper body stopped affecting him on this timeline.It was an indescribable sense of relief.Tony can clearly perceive the changes around him, and he recalls what happened in the past period of time. It is hard to imagine why he chased a righteous agent into trouble, and how he would just leave a desperate employee in the ward like this wait to die.

The two people who had reached a unity got bread floating on the plate and spirits in the glass when they turned their heads. ——The bread was burnt, and the cups provided by the Pig's Head Bar were terribly dirty. The business was so good because of the hard background.

Novia sighed, and turned to Tony, for fear that his young master would lose his temper.

"I've seen worse than this!" Tony picked up one of the glasses and greeted Novia.

"Am I being too particular?" Novia cleared her throat solemnly, "Let's say a toast, for the three Galleons of 'food', I hope we can have a good start?"

"Good luck!"

The two broken wine glasses dinged together, and Novia tried her best to swallow the wine in one gulp without touching the glass wall.From her lips to her stomach, a fire seemed to be ignited. After she let out a long breath, she felt that the winter of 97 was not so scary anymore.

"I don't know who you are protesting in Muggle clothes. But three Galleons can only buy one meal, and I don't have a house for you to live in here! Get out of here after eating and drinking! "

Aberforth had stared at Novia and Tony with a sullen look before they drank, and his patience came to an abrupt end when the two of them were well fed and the service of three Galleons was over. .

Aberforth's vicious intimidation failed to drive the couple away in time, and the door of the bar was pushed open—everyone who entered was wearing black clothes and white masks.

I don't know which guest in the bar was the first to panic. Someone said in a low voice: "It's a Death Eater!" Everyone heard it. The small space of the bar gave people an illusion of emptiness.

——Apparatus is a good spell. Novia looked eagerly at the vacant position. She and Tony turned to face the Death Eaters. The situation was serious and a battle was inevitable.