Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

The more familiar you are with Elaine, the more obviously you can feel these qualities on her.

Unlike Fred and George's prank, Elaine is used to lying seriously, as if it were true.

She didn't have any bad thoughts, just simply thought it was fun, this guy had no resistance to fun and interesting things.

But Ivan was too familiar with her, and Hermione was smart enough to recognize the truth and seldom fooled.

Elaine started shifting the target to Ron a few times after they failed here.

Speaking of which, Ron is a little too easy to fall for, this ridiculous legend of the Headless Knight is false for anyone to hear.

“Well, they invented it pretty good!” Looking at Fred and George's hat with a keen interest, "he must have used a hidden spell, but it was a clever practice to extend the invisible area beyond the object of magic, and I'm not sure how they did it. ”

“They refer to how invisible clothes are made!” Ivan said, "I found information from the Blake family collection. ”

There's a lot of deep magic in that library, as well as magic research notes from the Blake family ancestors.

Fred and George put forward these ideas, and Ivan recommended them a magic book and related materials, which seems to be working well.

Harry wasn't involved in their conversation, he was still uncomfortable, holding his own textbook and staring at the furnace.

He was really upset, and after being plugged by Snape, all he felt was an emptiness in his body, just like the night he dreamed of the Evil God.

“I'll do it tomorrow.” He stuffed back the textbooks he had just taken out of his bag.

“Put it in your homework plan book!” Hermione hastily suggested, "so you won't forget! ”

Harry did what Hermione told him to do. He pulled the plan book out of his bag and opened it carefully.

“Don't say do it later, you second-rate bastard!” The book scolds.

Hermione laughed with satisfaction as Harry Grass wrote down his potion class and divination class homework.

“I'm going to bed.” Harry stuffed the work plan book in his bag and threw it into the fire whenever he had the chance.

He stood up and immediately stopped again, in front of him, the bright flame jumped.

Harry stared at the flames and felt more and more obvious. He couldn't help but think that he was not going to contact Voldemort again.

Not long ago, Sirius Ming told him that Voldemort would not contact him easily now.

But the image in front of me is getting blurred. What is it this time?

In trance, Harry doesn't know where he is, stands or lies, or even knows his name.

I didn't see anything, but the mad laughter echoed in his ear, and he hasn't been so happy in a long time!

ecstatic, ecstatic, and oblivious, a great good thing happened.

Harry wanted to feel clearer about what was going on, but he seemed to be watching out for him.

“Harry, Harry!” Someone slapped him in the face.

Insert a painful cry into the madness of laughter, and the joy vanishes gradually, but the laughter continues.

Harry opened his eyes and found the crazy laugh coming from his own mouth.

When he realized it, his laughter disappeared.

In the public lounge, everyone looked at him with fear.

By his side, Ivan had just woken him up with a cautious look on his face.

Hermione was holding the homework plan book, as if she had been hit by a petrochemical spell, and Ron's eyes couldn't say anything strange.

So did Elaine, who didn't even find the bloody lollipop in his hand on the floor.

Harry lay on the couch panting, staring at the ceiling, scars on his forehead beating terribly.

“What happened, Voldemort? What did you see?” Ivan asked, putting Harriet in the corner.

“I didn't see anything, he broke off from me, but he was happy that a good thing had happened!” Harry muttered, panting, very sad, as if he could faint at any moment, "something he had been hoping for. ”

“Harry, you shouldn't have seen these!” Ron said with concern.

“I know!” Harry said irritably, "Cerebral closure didn't work, but weakened my resistance. ”

“Obviously, after Snape tore your head off, you're weak now!” Hermione said, "Your connection with him has increased, but it's strange. Why would he be happy? What's so exciting about him? ”

“Could it be that thing in the Department of Mysterious Affairs of the Ministry of Magic? ”

“I don't think so. The Phoenix are watching! Ivan thought about it and went on to say," If there had not been any progress with the evil gods, it would have been the Death Eaters who had escaped from prison and his power had been strengthened. ”

He had long considered the current situation, and the rebellion of the Dementors and the escape of the Death Eaters were bound to happen.

There was nothing they could do to stop them, the Ministry of Fuji and Magic was reluctant to believe them, and the Phoenix Society lacked the capacity to guard Azkaban.

It was bad, but it was unexpected and within the scope of the plan.

To lure Voldemort out again, he must feel empowered, or he will hide forever.

From this point of view, the death Eaters' escape is not entirely a bad thing.

But there are a few troublesome guys in there.

“Oh, my God, Evan, you said the Death Eaters...”

“Yes, they escaped!” Ivan whispered, noting that everyone else was watching them.

“If that's the case, we should call Dumbledore! ”

“The principal knew sooner or later that this was going to happen. I talked to Sirius and the Phoenix Society made some preparations!” Wait for the newspaper tomorrow morning, "Ivan said." It should have been detailed. ”

“But, I mean, what do we do? Just do it. Sit here?” Ron said worried.

“You can also hurry up and learn some more magic to prepare for future battles!” Ivan said, "but I suggest you and Harry go back to bed, and he's in a terrible state, and, uh, Harry, try to empty his brain and keep practicing brain occlusion, but nothing should happen again tonight. ”

A moment of silence, Harry and Ron looked stunned at Ivan.

Evan actually advised the Death Eaters to go back to bed after a vicious incident like escaping from prison...

But when you think about it, there's really nothing they can do, and they can only watch it change.

Evan buried his head in the herbal textbook again, and this happened as a major turnaround, and his quiet life ended!

If not, they read about it in the newspaper the next day.

As usual, when Hermione's Daily Prophet arrived, she opened the newspaper and read the front page first.

Then he put the newspaper down and stalled it on the table and touched the milk cup.

“Look at that!” She pointed to thirty tiny black and white photographs, 29 male witches and a witch's face on the front page.

Some sneer silently, others brazenly tap the frame with their fingers, and each photograph is wagered with a name and the crime of being held in Azkaban.

Anthony Dolohoff, a witch with a pale, twisted long face smiled at them.

He murdered Gideon and Fabian Prewitt, Mrs. Weasley's brother, Ron and Ginny, their uncles.

Auguste Lukwood, a grease-haired man, leaned on the border with a tired look on his face.

He divulged the secrets of the Ministry of Magic to the mystery man, and Voldemort's progress would accelerate once he had worked in the Department of Mysterious Affairs with his help.