Drink Black Tea Calmly at Hogwarts

When the sun rose in the east, Professor McGonagall led Nick to a remote corridor in Hogwarts Castle. ｛ щww{suimеng][lā}

This corridor is not on the students' daily route to and from get out of class, and very few students walk through it on weekdays.

This corridor seemed a little lively now. Almost all the ghosts in Hogwarts gathered here. They were all pointing at something lying on the ground and the wall next to it, and discussing something in a low voice.

The sound of "ta-da-da" footsteps sounded. Knowing that a living person was coming, the ghosts flew to the bottom of the ceiling one after another and began to enter the theater-watching mode.

Just now, when Professor McGonagall left the dormitory to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, Nick, who was holding his head in his hands, found her and told her that a student had been attacked and was now lying in a corridor.

At that time, Professor McGonagall was shocked. She immediately thought that Death Eaters had sneaked into Hogwarts to cause trouble. However, she then noticed that Nick didn't act nervous, just like when he reported that there were students fighting in the castle.

When Professor McGonagall arrived, he saw Mr. Zhang lying on the ground as motionless as a stone, with only two eyeballs in his body that could move.

On the wall nearby, someone used a spell to write a line of shining words - "Avenger, Harry Potter too!"

Professor McGonagall looked at Mr. Zhang on the ground, and then at the message on the wall. He sighed and pinched his eyebrows, then turned and left under Mr. Zhang's desperate eyes.

Harry, who had been tied into a rice dumpling by Zhang last night and taken back to Hogwarts, hurried into the Pig's Head Bar accompanied by Black.

When he pushed open the door and broke into the conference room where he was last night, he staggered due to the strong smell of tobacco in the room.

Harry had to take out his wand to remove the smell of cigarette smoke from the room before walking in.

Scrimgeour raised his head, glanced at Harry with bloodshot eyes, then lowered his head and continued reading the parchment in his hand.

Mr. Weasley sat dejectedly, his head tied with gauze. A large mass of his own blood on the gauze was shocking.

The twin brothers, who had never been quiet in the past, seemed to be burned out, sitting on the chair with their heads bowed and silent.

And Ron was lying upright on a bed made of several chairs, whether he was asleep or unconscious.

Seeing the scene in front of me,

Harry and Black's hearts suddenly turned cold.

Black walked over to sit next to Mr. Weasley and patted his shoulder silently.

At this time, Bill and a staff member from the Ministry of Magic came in with breakfast. When Bill saw Harry, he shook his head sadly.

The only thing that made Harry feel better was the Weasley clock that was moved from the Burrow and hung on the wall of the room. The hands belonging to Mrs. Weasley still pointed to the "fatal danger" position instead of representing the person. The pointer drops after death.

After Bill put breakfast on the table, Harry sat down next to him and asked, "Bill, last night..."

"It's all fake." Bill sighed and said in a low voice, "During last night's operation, we attacked nearly twenty Death Eater strongholds, and in fifteen of them, we found a corpse disguised as mother. Dead Apostles, but none of them are real. And our people were ambushed at all fifteen strongholds."

After Bill finished speaking, he took two sandwiches from the plate on the table on a small plate and handed them to Harry. Harry saw that his arm was also bandaged.

Harry took the sandwich, but he had no appetite to eat now and just stared at the sandwich in a daze.

Everyone in the conference room was like him, no one glanced at the plate full of breakfast.

Scrimgeour took out a cigarette from the cigarette case. When he was about to light it, he saw an ashtray filled with cigarette butts. He shook his head and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case.

He looked at the Weasleys around him and said to Mr. Weasley in a hoarse voice: "Arthur, you and the children should go back and rest first. We will notify you immediately if there is news."

Mr. Weasley nodded, stood up and began to call the children back to rest.

He understood that last night's failure was not because the Ministry of Magic was too incompetent, but because Voldemort was too cunning.

After several hours of thinking, he roughly guessed Voldemort's plan.

This time it was simply another trap set by Voldemort. He took this opportunity to find out the undercover Death Eaters and set up an ambush to eliminate the rescuers.

It must be said that Voldemort succeeded more than half of this operation. Due to the exposure of a large number of strongholds, some undercover agents who are not well hidden will inevitably be found, while those who are deeply hidden will not dare to act rashly in a short period of time. Meanwhile, last night's ambush caused huge losses to the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle government. Except for Ron's team because only giants could escape the enemy, the other teams suffered losses to some extent, and some teams even lost a lot of personnel.

This result put a lot of pressure on Scrimgeour, and Mr. Weasley had never loosened his brows when he saw him since early this morning.

He knew that there was no point in waiting here now. After waking up Ron, he took the children and left the conference room. Harry and Blake followed behind with the breakfast that Bill had just sent.

The Weasley twins had already rented a house and opened a shop in Hogsmeade, and now the upstairs of the shop is the base of the Weasley family.

In the restaurant, Black placed the sandwiches he had brought back from the Hog's Head pub on the table, and Clemence Weasley poured a large glass of steaming milk for everyone.

But everyone still had no appetite, so they ate something hastily and then went back to the room.

Harry did not return to Hogwarts, but stayed with Ron in his room.

Ron cast several large-scale spells in succession this early morning, and the magic power in his body has been overdrawn, which makes him now have a splitting headache and his body feels like it has been hollowed out. It was just that in order to get news about his mother as soon as possible, he stayed in the Pig's Head Bar and did not come back.

Harry sat on the chair in the room and looked at Ron who fell asleep again, feeling equally uncomfortable.

A feeling of powerlessness arose in his heart. When he left Hogsmeade just now with the joy of revenge, he promised his co-conspirator Ginny that he would bring back good news, but the cold reality hit him. basin of liquid nitrogen.

He was helpless about the current situation, and even Grandpa Gandalf in his glasses didn't have any good solutions.

At this time, there was a knock on the door downstairs, and then Harry heard Clemence's footsteps coming downstairs. Soon, hearing the sound of footsteps, Clemence seemed to be walking up with a few people.