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Harry held his breath, staring at the area for a moment, trying to figure out who was using the wand, was it the woman?

The attention of the guards around him was attracted by the movement just now. Ron twisted his wrist left and right, trying to wring his hands out of the handcuffs. The hard metal products only left red marks on his body in the end, and everything was in vain.

Ron was a little discouraged, and wanted to discuss with Harry how they could escape the current predicament. They might as well ask other members for help, but Harry was stunned, as if he had seen something extremely shocking.

"what--"

Looking along the line of sight, Ron only felt his throat constricted, unable to speak, and hoarsely yelled, "Harry, did you see it?"

Harry nodded slightly.

The woman walked out of the darkness slowly, and stood under the bright streetlight. Just looking at her side face, it was obvious at a glance——Hermione!

"How?" Ron couldn't believe it, "Harry, is that really Hermione?"

Ron repeatedly asked, and the uneasiness that had been squeezed in his heart for so many years was suddenly released. He resented why he was in such a situation now, even if he wanted to take a closer look.

"I, I don't know."

Is this some kind of April Fool's joke?Someone who hadn't heard from them for so many years appeared in front of them, and it was only two blocks away from their home, in the Muggle world of London, and they didn't even notice it.

Harry was a little puzzled, is there such a similar person in this world?

And immediately Harry dismissed the idea, because she saw the wand in the woman's hand burst out a bunch of sparks again.

"Hermione!"

Harry yelled for her to notice him.

Joey was a little messy. For some reason, the weapon didn't work in his hands. Once it was in Hermione's hands, it crackled and fired strange things as if it had recognized its master.

Joey wiped the sweat off his forehead and suggested, "Sir, it's too dangerous, let me get it."

Before Hermione could say anything, she heard Harry yell, her brows were frowned in displeasure, and her mouth was pursed.

Seeing this, Joey became a little angry, "What are you arguing about, tell them to shut up." Seeing Hermione striding towards the two suspects he had just caught, Joey was horrified, is there something wrong? ?Small steps followed Hermione.

"What did you call me just now?"

Hermione looked down at the two, without a trace of familiarity in her eyes, staring at the two indifferently, as if Harry and Ron were just ordinary passers-by to her.

Perhaps, they will stay in their memory for a longer time. Well, Hermione thought, this black-haired man looks pretty good, as for the red-haired man next to him who is looking at her tearfully... Uh, it’s inevitable Some are just too stupid.

"Hermione, that's your name."

It's really weird, more than one person popped up today to say that she knew herself, and put an unfamiliar name on her head.

"Sorry, you may have misunderstood the person."

She wasn't sure if the two people in front of her were friends she had known before, and since the source information couldn't be verified, Hermione didn't dare to make a decision arbitrarily. The only thing that could be concluded was that she and the other two people in the car must be accomplices.

"BOSS."

Hermione connected with Mycroft, "We caught the accomplice of the person in the car."

"Oh?"

Mycroft rolled his eyelids, rolled down the car window, "Bring people over."

Some worried that Mycroft's safety would be endangered, Hermione hesitated for a moment, but decided to obey his order, "Yes."

Sean heard a familiar voice not far away, "What are you pushing me for! I can go by myself! Really, is there anyone else who has human rights..."

Boy, isn't this just Ron and Harry.

The embarrassed two were treated like criminals. Comparing themselves and Clark, they were like heaven and earth. Ron also saw that they were politely invited to sit in the car, and even muttered to Harry, "It's not fair at all."

Sean: "..."

Now the Savior trio can be said to be a fit in another situation, although two of them have become suspects and the other has amnesia.

"what."

Mycroft felt that the eyebrows and eyes of one of them looked a little familiar. He asked Hermione to bring Harry up to examine it carefully. The more he looked at it, the more he felt familiar. He must have seen it somewhere.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed through his head, and he remembered.

Just half a year ago, he had seen Harry in the prime minister's office!

Harry's attire at that time was completely different from what he is now. In fact, Harry's current attire was closer to Muggles, decent slim-fit suits, which perfectly outlined Harry's well-proportioned and fit body.

In Mycroft's memory, when Harry met at that time, he was wearing a baggy black robe and looked like some weird evil organization.

At that time, Mycroft had a headache because of an unexpected bombing in the suburbs of London. This should be handled by his subordinates, who only need to sign the document, but in the end, the prime minister also knew about it.

He thought he would be reprimanded by the prime minister, but he didn't expect the prime minister to tell him not to intervene. This made McCoff a little annoyed. The prime minister was questioning his ability to do things, and rushed into the prime minister's office regardless of what others said.

What I saw was that in the office, the Prime Minister was actually saying something to three strange men with some humility.

No one knew in advance about the people who appeared in such an important place. Even the security guards, secretaries, and political personnel who walked around the building all the time didn't know when and where they entered.

After that, Mycroft secretly used his ability to investigate, but still couldn't find any information. The three people seemed to have evaporated in the entire London world, leaving no clues.

"Long time no see, this—?"

"Potter." Harry didn't bend down at all because of the embarrassment at the moment, "Harry Potter."

"Mr. Porter." Mycroft chewed out these words repeatedly in the air. In his impression, there seemed to be a person named Porter in the personnel department.

"We don't seem to have met."

Harry didn't know where he'd come from.

"Don't you remember?" Mycroft pushed the door out, the umbrella seemed to be his crutch, and he never left his body for a moment, "Westminster, 10 Downing Street."

As soon as the exact address was said, Harry realized what the man in front of him was talking about.

Originally, it was the responsibility of the Minister of Magic to talk to the Prime Minister of the Muggle world. However, due to the special circumstances at that time, the fight with the remaining Death Eaters was fierce, and several Muggles who were having a picnic in the forest were injured. The incident happened suddenly, and Kingsley Ask Harry to speak to him immediately with the Muggle Prime Minister.

At that time, it can be said that it was the only time in Harry's life that he stepped into the prime minister's office residence.

For Harry, who grew up in the Muggle world, some things can be said to be deeply ingrained. The British Prime Minister, who is out of reach, actually nodded and bowed in front of him, making Harry a little dazed, thinking that the sun today Is it from the west?

In fact, Harry also knew that what really scares the men in front of them is their status as wizards. Human beings instinctively fear guys who are different from their own race and are likely to endanger their own interests.

This fear will not last too long. With the secondary development of technology, the strength of Muggles has far surpassed that of wizards. This is why after Kingsley took office, he pushed for the regulations of harmonious coexistence with Muggles. And vigorously encourage people to integrate into Muggle society.

Harry remembered what Kingsley said to him at the time, "Don't look at his friendly attitude towards us now, in fact, in places where we can't see, there are already full of militants preparing to shoot us."

Kingsley believes that one day soon, Muggles may no longer fear the existence of wizards, but wizards hope to be recognized by Muggles, and the status will be reversed. This day will come soon.

When discussing specific matters with the Prime Minister, Mycroft's sudden intrusion interrupted their conversation. The Prime Minister froze for a moment and then drove him out. The two just looked at each other briefly.

Harry later asked Kingsley if he wanted to forget all about it, but after the Prime Minister was in a cold sweat with Kingsley, Mycroft was his right-hand man, and he would never expose his information casually. Sly also felt that there was no problem, so he did not comply with Harry's proposal.

"Oh it's you……"

Since he knew someone, there should be no major problem, and the person in front of him was likely to have a close relationship with the prime minister. As a loyal subordinate, McCoff naturally would not oppose the prime minister.

"Why are you here?" Sean approached the two of them after the handcuffs were uncuffed, and asked in a low voice, "Did you notice that secretary?"

Sean raised his eyes until Hermione, who was standing aside, was looking down.

Harry sighed helplessly. His friend had no memory at all, and it was really difficult to start. He wanted to discuss with Ron how to explain to Hermione, but he saw a red shadow drifting past the corner of his eye.

Ron had already rushed to Hermione's side, he was at a loss and excited and didn't know what to say, as if a child who had been abused by his stepmother for many years received a birthday present from his stepmother for the first time, he was shocked Already completely lost my mind.

"Hermione, I, I'm Ron!" Ron greeted her, hesitating, "Ron Weasley, do you still remember? We studied at Hogwarts together, you, me, ha Li is a very good friend!"

Hermione replied coldly, "I don't remember."

She silently took a step to the right, as if she didn't want to be infected by mental retardation. In the next sentence, she saw Ron blushing a little bit, whispering like a mosquito: "Besides, we are still boyfriend and girlfriend Woolen cloth."

At this moment, Hermione's face fell down abruptly, she rolled her eyes, and moved further away from Ron, cursing, "You crazy!"