[HP] Guardian

Classes started at the end of the holidays. In the early morning, Harry stole a good-morning kiss with extreme cheekiness, and happily ran to class. Even though the history of magic was extremely boring, he was still drawing pictures with relish.The next class was Potions class and seeing the old bat again, he licked his teeth happily, causing Hermione to look at him suspiciously for a long time.

In the underground classroom, Snape wisely stayed away from the little troll. It was a dangerous troll, who knew when it would go mad.When handing in homework after class, Snape accidentally smashed the Vitality Tonic, and then looked at him triumphantly, obviously in order to retaliate for the harassment these days.

"Oops" he whispered "a zero, Potter"

Harry raised his eyebrows, looked at him with a smile, and then took out a filled potion from his pocket, as if you kept throwing it and I could still take it out.

"Stop hitting, Professor." Snape's face darkened quickly, and he snatched it away angrily, rolling his eyes by the way.

"Let's eat together?" Harry said in a voice that only consisted of two people.

"Auditorium" Snape gritted his teeth and spit out the words, Harry shrugged regretfully, and left with his friends.

During the employment inquiry in the afternoon, Harry knocked on McGonagall's door on time.

"Potter, this talk is to go into detail about any ideas you might have about your future career, so as to help you decide what subjects to study after your sixth and seventh years. Have you ever thought about leaving Hogwarts? What are you going to do?" Mag asked while arranging the booklets on his desk.

"The direction of alchemy research...Actually, I'm not sure." Harry sat on the chair and said hesitantly. He was always a little confused about his future plans.

"I thought it would be an Auror or a professional Quidditch." McGonagall raised the corners of her mouth in surprise.

"Actually, I've considered them all." Harry smiled helplessly, "I like them all, so it's hard to decide."

"That's it..." Mag looked down at the brochure on his desk, "Your grades have always been stable and you can choose a wide range of directions. I suggest that if you don't feel too much pressure, you can choose a few more courses."

McGonagall handed him the booklets of Auror, selection of professional players, and academic research.

"Aurors require a minimum of five N.E.w.Ts certificates, none lower than 'Good'. Then you have to go through a series of rigorous character and intelligence tests at the Auror office. They only accept the best .Actually, I remember that no one has been hired in the past three years. The requirements for professional players are not specified. Professional teams will have special scouts to dig out. You should be more aware of this, and I believe you have this ability. You can be independent or join a team. I suggest you try to send visiting letters to industry masters and publish papers in academic journals. The academic circle is more rigorous. You need a good mentor, which will be of great help to you in the future "McGonagall explained to Harry one by one in charge.

"Okay, I understand, troublesome professor." Harry thanked politely, and McGonagall nodded. Although the two top students in her college were disturbing, they were still very good.

"Don't put too much pressure on yourself, keep fit, O.w.Ls is not difficult for you, if you can pass with all honors, it will be a good stepping stone for no matter what career you are in in the future"

After finishing this employment guidance, Harry went back to class with ease.For the rest of the day, Harry lived more comfortably. A wonderful Quidditch game would be better if he kissed the old bat. He didn't look like a student about to take a big exam at all. Although he was busy, he seemed relaxed and happy.

D·A stopped training, but they started to make up lessons in the Response Room, and the top three and senior students in this grade were responsible for making up lessons for them. Although the platinum bird looked unhappy, it was still oppressed to guide the potion, which also It eased his relationship with other members a lot.

Entering the two-week exam time, the seventh and fifth grades have become a group of ants on the hot pot. They are called to take the exam wave after wave, and they rush to the execution ground with serious expressions.

Harry finished answering the first lesson on Theory of Charms with ease, and handed in the papers ahead of time and left the examination room.When he came back from a stroll around, Hermione was still muttering about the exam content after the exam was over.

It was the practical exam in the afternoon. When Harry entered, the Platinum Bird was halfway through the exam. It was obvious that he was quite nervous. Harry smiled at him gently, and Malfoy pursed his lips and waved his wand with ease. point.

"Is that Potter?" said Professor Tofty, checking his notes before staring at Harry "The Famous Potter" over his pince-nez.

"Hello, Professor." Harry nodded with a smile.Tofudi also smiled to show encouragement.

"Okay" he said in an old man's trembling voice "There is no need to be nervous. Now, I ask you to let this egg cup perform a few sideways for me"

Harry's operation has always been better than theory, and he easily completed the exam questions.

The test of metamorphosis on Tuesday, the perfect operation made the invigilator nod in approval.

Herbalism on Wednesday still passed smoothly.

In Defense Against the Dark Arts on Thursday, he completed all operations in front of a trembling Umbridge, and won the focus of the audience with his physical Patronus.

After completing the translation of the ancient magic text exam on Friday, he left the exam room ahead of schedule.

Two days off on weekends, Potions study on Monday, the old bat didn't plan to go to the examination room to scare the small animals, Harry was a little regretful, he finished the potion easily, without even a approving look.

Protecting Mysterious Biology on Tuesday, the exam task is not difficult, most of the candidates can pass.

Astronomy on Wednesday, without those messy things, drawing astronomical maps is easy to pass.

The last class, History of Magic.When the exam was almost finished, Harry felt that his mind had been invaded by Voldemort. He forcibly suppressed the resistance, let himself enter a nightmare, and finally fell to the ground.

He left the examination room ahead of time and didn't wander around. He discussed it with Dumbledore. At this time, the white-bearded principal had been maliciously dismissed. He touched his forehead that was still tingling, and wandered back to the cellar.

The old bat was not there, he found a stabilizer and drank it, and sent a message to Dumbledore.It didn't take long for the old bat to come back with a box in a hurry, obviously he was relieved to see that Harry was still here.

"Protect yourself, if you don't want to taste some strange potions" Although they had already made up their minds, no matter how powerful the little troll was, he would still be worried.

"You too" After he was gone, Snape would report his movements to the Dark Lord, and he was also worried about the old Bat's safety.

Harry went up and hugged the old bat's slender body lightly, Snape didn't push him away, quietly enjoying this moment of tranquility.

"Wish us luck, Severus" Harry kissed him on the side of the cheek, saying goodbye softly.

He waited outside the hospital wing for the little animals who had heard the news. The twins were not expelled this time because of the Umbridge incident, and he didn't expect Draco to come.

"Sirius was captured by Voldemort, Dumbledore is not here, I have to save him"

"what?"

"how do you know?"

"What I saw was just when I fell asleep during the exam"

"But... where was he caught?"

"Department of Mysteries, they want the Prophecy Orb, they're torturing Sirius, and they're going to kill him," Harry gasped.

"How can you be sure it's real, maybe it's just a dream" Hermione said anxiously.

"No, I also saw the Ministry of Magic attack last time. I told Dumbledore to save people."

"Oh! That's nice! You'll prophesy, Harry," said the twins fearfully.

"Don't make trouble here," Hermione scolded, "Harry, think about it, it's five o'clock in the afternoon. The Ministry of Magic must be full of staff, how could no one see Voldemort and Sirius go in? Harry! Do you think they can get into a building full of Aurors without being detected?"

"But I have already contacted the family, he is not here, he has been away for a long time. You should know that he will not go out." Harry said meaningfully, Hermione did not expect this, she pursed her lips tightly thinking.

"I can't find Professor McGonagall, Dumbledore is not here, s...he doesn't know where he is. Hermione, I won't go, maybe Sirius is dead"

"Could it be...Could it be that they deliberately led you over just like in the first grade, please calm down"

"But Quirrell really wants to steal the Philosopher's Stone..." "Shut up." Ron shrank his head cautiously.

"No matter what, I have to go and see, in case Sirius is really caught, only we can save him"

"I agree with Harry, if something happens to Sirius, we can't just leave it alone," the twins chimed in.

"Okay, okay. We need brooms now." Hermione finally nodded, and she looked at the estimated number of people present.

"Draco" Harry stopped the frowning platinum bird.

"I think... there is a problem with this, you shouldn't take this risk." Malfoy pursed his lips and said, he is a cautious little snake, not these impulsive lions, he can feel that things are too coincidental, but there is something suspicious about them.

"I know, but that's my godfather. Even if there's a ten-thousandth possibility, I have to make sure, do you understand?" Platinum Bird nodded with a heavy face, and if something happened to his family, he would go there adventure.

"You can't participate in this matter." Harry stopped his fight. "Do me a favor, go to your dean, tell him the situation, and let him contact Dumbledore"

The rest of the people had already begun to recruit brooms and got ready, waiting for Harry to finish talking.

"I understand, you have to be careful," the platinum bird assured.Watching them run away in a hurry, he also hurried to the cellar.

"Sir, sir" Malfoy knocked on the cellar door.

"What's the matter?" Snape asked calmly.

"Potter, there's something wrong with Potter and the others." Snape let him in with lowered eyes, and closed the door to listen to his narration.

"They've already left?" Malfoy nodded hastily.

"I see, you wait here." Snape waved his wand to open the defense of the cellar, a small snake appeared on the wall, occupying all positions.

"Where are you going, sir?" Malfoy bit his lip and moved cautiously towards the door, obviously realizing something was wrong.

"Of course I have to report to the Dark Lord," Snape said coldly.

"What... what?" He thought... Malfoy raised his wand and looked at him defensively.

"I thought you knew..." Snape glanced at him, clearly disapproving of his little boy's behavior.

"I thought I knew you, you... Harry asked me to come to you, he trusted you... I thought you knew he liked you, and you betrayed him," Malfoy said through gritted teeth.

"Betrayal" Snape murmured these two words amusedly, showing a strange smile, "I thought you had brains."

"You used him! You did it on purpose!" Snape smiled approvingly, grabbing a handful of Floo powder.

"You're not allowed to go, Avers..." Snape flicked his wand to disarm him, and looked back at him coldly.

"Your father is in charge of the Dark Lord's mission. If I'm late...do you want his life?" Snape said sarcastically.

"What... my father!" Malfoy screamed.

At the moment Malfoy was dazed, Snape had already stepped over the fireplace, disappeared in an instant, and the fire was also extinguished in an instant, no matter what Draco tried to ignite it, the door could not be opened.

"Harry, Harry, I'm sorry, there's nothing wrong with you." Malfoy leaned against the door decadently, crying in despair.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what to do"

"Harry Potter, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger" Harry said quickly "Ginny Weasley, George Weasley, Fred Weasley, Will Longbottom, Luna Lovegood, we're here to save lives, unless your Ministry of Magic gets him out first"

"Thank you" said the indifferent voice "Guests, please take the badge and put it in front of your clothes"

Eight badges slid out of the metal chute that was supposed to eject the coins.Hermione picked them up and handed them over Ginny's head without a word to Harry, who glanced at the top one: Harry.Potter, rescue mission.

"Visitor of the Ministry of Magic, you will need to be checked at the security desk and register your wand. The security desk is located at the end of the main hall"

The floor of the phone booth shook suddenly, and the pavement outside gradually rose past the windows; darkness closed over their heads, and with a dull grinding sound, they descended into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

"The Ministry of Magic wishes you a pleasant evening," said the woman's voice.

The door of the telephone booth was flung open, and the only sound heard in the main hall was the constant rush of water from the golden fountain, from the wands of wizards and witches, the arrows of the centaur, the tip of the goblin's hat and the ears of the house-elf. It sprayed out continuously and fell into the circular pool.

"Come here," said Harry softly, and the eight of them ran at full speed through the hall, with him running past the fountain at the head towards the security checkpoint, where there used to be a wizard guard checking wands, but now it was empty.

Harry led them towards the elevator, and after entering the elevator, Harry quickly silenced the surrounding area before speaking to them.

"What we will face later is not the usual one-on-one guidance, but the real criminals. Please be very careful not to be soft-hearted. We will drag it until Dumbledore comes to support." Harry calmly gave tactical guidance." We are in a group of two, in case the opponent attacks from behind, one attack and the other defend, everyone be careful not to run away.”

"Have you contacted Dumbledore?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"I sent the Patronus, and Dumbledore has already received it." They breathed a sigh of relief one after another.

"Hermione took Ron, Luna and I, Ginny took Neville, you two old partners. The brooch I gave you has only one chance to resist, so be careful and run away"

When the elevator stopped, the indifferent woman's voice said "Department of Mysteries"

The bars opened and they stepped out into the hallway, where nothing was moving except for the nearest torch flickering in the draft of the lift.

"Let's go," he whispered, leading everyone down the corridor, with Luna following behind him, her mouth slightly opened, looking around.

As the black door opened and closed, Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, walking towards the memory.