hp Ouroboros

"Knock, knock, knock." A few crisp knocks on the door interrupted the discussion in the study.

"Come in," Sylvia said.

The door of the study was pushed open, and Camille, who was wearing a black sports vest, walked in, holding a towel in one hand and wiping off the water dripping from the ends of her black hair, as if she had just taken a shower.

Camille waved the letter in the other hand in the air and said: "When I came here, I saw that Alger had brought the letter and wanted to come, so I brought it along."

"Letter? Did you see who sent it?" Sylvia asked, taking off her glasses.

Camille threw the letter in her hand towards Sylvia's desk, the thin letter spun on the table and slid towards Sylvia, and finally hit the side of the thick book spread out on the table. He stopped, right next to Sylvia's hand.

Picking up the letter, Bella who was sitting beside her stood up before Sylvia opened it, and said gently and politely, "I'll leave first."

"It's okay, I don't have any shady news here." Sylvia waved her hand indifferently, opened the letter and quickly read it, raised her pretty eyebrows, and said, "Huh!"

"What's the matter?" Camille was already lying on the recliner by the fireplace at this time, and the dark blue heat-absorbing flame burning in the fireplace was simply Camille's salvation in the hot summer.

"It's from a... well, probably from a small Slytherin family with some connections, probably working in the Ministry of Magic... It says that Potter used magic in front of Muggles tonight."

Camille sat up straight and looked serious, "Huh? Someone is going to attack him?" Then he thought for a while and asked suspiciously: "But it's not right, the summer vacation has almost passed for a month, shouldn't Potter be with him at this time?" Is the Godfather hiding in Black's old house? What's it like to cast a spell in front of Muggles?"

"Potter is not at the old house now." Sylvia said as she opened a drawer of the desk, took out a letter, and let go of the fingers pinching the letter. The letter seemed to have grown a pair of invisible wings, and she Fly in the direction of Camille.

"Granger sent a letter last week, saying that Headmaster Dumbledore asked her not to contact Harry, especially not to talk to Harry about the secret activities of the Order of the Phoenix in the old house." Sylvia said roughly After explaining what was said in the four or five-page letter from Hermione, he continued to read the letter he had just received.

Before Camille could comment on Hermione's letter, Sylvia raised her eyebrows again, and said playfully, "Ah...the Patronus Charm, it says Potter used the Patronus Charm, then I We can only guess what trouble he's in, after all Potter isn't stupid enough to perform the Patronus Charm for his aunt's family?"

"The Patronus Charm?" Camille frowned, and put down the letter written by Hermione.

Bella, who was sitting next to Sylvia and discussing with her the offense and defense of the trial, couldn't help but speak at this moment: "If, as Harry Potter said, Voldemort really regained his life, then Beware of the dementors. Last time before he was finally defeated by Potter, he had already connected with the dementors, but he failed because of Potter before he could negotiate terms."

"We can only be careful," Sylvia sneered, "Principal Dumbledore made it very clear at the dinner at the end of last semester that Voldemort is back again... huh, and then? All the news All suppressed by the Ministry of Magic."

"And now this happened again." Sylvia threw the letter back on the table with disdain on her face, "Casting a spell in front of a Muggle is obviously just a small problem that can be solved with an Oblivion Curse. What happened now? The Division for Prohibiting the Misuse of Magic actually planned to directly expel Potter and destroy his wand. After the mediation of Headmaster Dumbledore, although these punishments were suspended, a minor wizard who was only in the fifth grade was actually required to appear in court for trial. , the time was urgently set on August 8th—generally, the trial date will be at least one to two months after the incident happened. When encountering Potter’s incident, Fudge hurriedly wanted to make some news and destroy the The credibility of Potter and Dumbledore. The Ministry of Magic is really full of people like Fudge who fall into the eye of power!"

"August 8th? Isn't that..."

"Well, same day as Bella, not only keeps Headmaster Dumbledore on the run, but also puts Potter and Miss Black in the papers - same day as the ex-mad Death Eater. Good game. ..If Bella's sentence is substantially reduced as we expect, it will further highlight that Potter's 'return of Voldemort' is more like nonsense."

Bella, who was sitting by the side, didn't speak. Even though the future that Miss Slytherin described to her about establishing a magic research institute was very attractive to her, she stood in the position of accepting help and solicitation, and it was not good to treat West What does Sylvia's plan demand.

Camille was different. With a "tsk", he asked a little annoyed: "Then what should I do? Will this not cause trouble to your trial?"

"Hehe, it's not Fudge and Dumbledore's turn to tell me who I want to save!" Sylvia put on a smile on her face, her eyes were shining with a dangerous light that didn't match her age, and she exuded an aura all over her body Not at all like a young witch who just came of age a few months ago.

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In the early morning of August 8, Sylvia, Camille, and Bella went directly to the Ministry of Magic in London with Floo powder through the public fireplace in Hogsmeade village.

"This hall is really resplendent..." Camille stepped out of the fluorescent green flames, and tapped with his toes on the gleaming dark wooden floor.

They stood at the end of a long hall, the floor and walls were paneled with dark, glossy black wood, and a gilded fireplace was embedded in the wall. Every few seconds, with a soft "poof", there would be A wizard pops out of one of the fireplaces to the left.And on the right, there are several people waiting in line at each fireplace to leave.

"This way..." Bella said in a low voice. In order not to cause a commotion in the Ministry of Magic, Bella specially put on a large cloak today. If you stare at her from a fixed angle, you will not be able to tell from the crowd that this woman shrouded in a pitch-black cloak was once a crazy Death Eater who was feared by the British magic circle.

Passing through the large fountain statue in the middle of the hall that discriminated against centaurs, goblins and house elves, the three of them were pushed by the crowd and came to a smaller hall next to it. With twenty old-fashioned elevators crammed together, they had to squeeze into one elevator with a motley crew.

As the elevator went down, there were fewer and fewer people. Finally, when there were only the three of them in the elevator, a cold female voice reporting the floor said, "Department of Mysteries."

The elevator door opened, revealing a corridor that was completely different from the various grotesque corridors above—there were no other doors or decorations, and the entire corridor led straight to a simple black flash at the end. Door.

"If one day I decide to take a certain position in the Ministry of Magic, please knock me out!" Sylvia stepped out of the elevator, took a few breaths, then turned to Camille and said, "If that's the case, I You must have completely lost your mind to think of coming to work in such a chaotic place."

Camille smiled twice with the corners of her mouth raised, and patted the clothes on her body. Just now, in order to make room for Sylvia, her clothes were crumpled by other wizards.

"Here," Bella walked in front, took the lead and turned into a hidden staircase on the left side of the corridor, and continued to walk down, "The Wizengamot's courtroom is at the bottom, and the elevators can't even reach it."

"Department of Mysteries... I remember that there is a prophecy in it?" Sylvia took a last look at the black door at the end of the corridor with great interest, and brought it up as she walked down the stairs.

"Yes, it is said that the real prophecy is stored here, but apart from the parties mentioned in the prophecy, outsiders can't find the relevant prophecy even if they go in and look for it." Bella simply introduced to Sylvia, but her footsteps Suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Camille asked.

Bella didn't speak immediately, but stood on the steps blankly, as if thinking about something. After a few seconds, she suddenly turned her head and said with a serious face: "Because you just mentioned the prophecy, I suddenly recalled Arise, Voldemort...seems like he's looking for a prophecy."

"What does it mean?"

"I don't know if he still wants to find that prophecy, after all, he has been resurrected now..." Bella muttered as if talking to herself, and then looked at the puzzled expressions of Sylvia and Camille He explained, "There is a reason why Voldemort chose Potter. When his power was at its peak, a prophecy reached his ears."

"I don't know the exact content of the prophecy, I just remember that Voldemort told us at that time that the opponent who would defeat him was born at the end of the seventh month..."

"So you went to find Longbottom." Sylvia continued Bella's words.

"Yes..." Bella frowned and nodded, with bitterness on her face, "We just kept an eye on the Longbottom family, and Voldemort asked him to solve it by himself. But the news of Voldemort's failure came, so Lester Lankey... and I just..." Bella didn't continue, and both Sylvia and Camille understood what happened to the Longbottoms.

"Today is the day to help you get a fair sentencing." Sylvia comforted.

Bella nodded and continued to walk downstairs, but she looked far less energetic than before.

Soon they came to the ground floor. The walls on both sides were no longer carefully carved. Sylvia suspected that this place should have looked like this before. There were torches inserted on the rough stone walls, the light was gloomy and terrible, and the doors were all closed. It was a heavy and weather-beaten ancient wooden door, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

The footsteps stopped on a black wooden door with a large iron lock. Before pushing the door open, Bella murmured to herself as if boosting her self-confidence: "I don't think I did anything wrong...for the sake of the Black family. , I don't think I'm wrong..."

"We'll win!" Sylvia patted Bella on the shoulder.

Just when they were about to push the door and go in, there was a sound of hurried running, and at the same time, there was a panting male voice, "Come down, here...why did they get here?!"

Soon the owners of the two footsteps appeared at the landing—Mr. Weasley and Harry Potter.

"Potter?" Camille called out in surprise.

"Ah...Sister Camille, and Sister Sylvia..." Harry looked as embarrassed as Mr. Weasley beside him, the two were panting, and raised their hands to wipe the sweat off their heads .

"Potter, why are you here? This is..."

Mr. Weasley interrupted Sylvia, "Yes, I don't understand either, it is said that Harry's trial has been changed!" He stumbled and stopped beside Sylvia and the others, leaning on the On the wall, he grabbed the clothes on his chest and gasped, "Tenth courtroom, the time has been changed... to eight o'clock, thanks to Merlin, it's not too late...Harry, boy, Come on, get in!"

"You're not...you're not with me?" Harry was bewildered.

"Oh no, I can't go in. Good luck!"

Sylvia and Bella stepped aside and wished Harry good luck too.After Harry went in, Mr. Weasley also left. Sylvia leaned against the rough stone wall and looked at the door Harry had just entered with disgust.

"The hands and feet of the Ministry of Magic are really unclean." Sylvia looked at the wooden door with a disgusted expression on her face, as if she saw something disgusting.

"Could it be that Fudge is crazy?" Bella also had a look of disapproval, "This is the most severe Wizengamot Tribunal, Potter is a minor who casts spells outside of school... He didn't kill or set fire, how could he threaten him?" Zengamo agrees to Fudge's trial?"