duel day at hogwarts

"It's me, Professor."

"So, this is another Horcrux, right?"

"That's right, Professor! This Horcrux is the Hufflepuff Gold Cup kept in the Strange family's vault!"

Hearing the name of Hufflepuff's golden cup, Dumbledore couldn't help but exhale and said: "Slytherin's locket, Ravenclaw's diadem, Hufflepuff's golden cup...

At first, Voldemort once asked me to borrow Gryffindor's sword, but I did not lend it to him. Now it seems that it was a wise choice."

"Speaking of Gryffindor's sword, I have a question for you.

Professor, I wonder if you can lend me Gryffindor's sword for a while. I don't have a handy weapon in my hand. I used Gryffindor's sword for a short time when I killed the basilisk in my second grade. It was very handy. No.

Do you know if you can lend it to me?"

Dumbledore's expression was slightly strange. He just said that he would not lend it to Voldemort, but Sean turned around and asked him to borrow the Gryffindor sword...

"Sean, it's not that I won't lend it to you, but you need to know that the Gryffindor sword has its own choice. Only a Gryffindor with unparalleled courage can hold its hilt."

"But I held it before when I was in second grade."

"This is a special matter. As I said just now, Gryffindor's sword has its own choice. However, if you insist on giving it a try, after this matter is over and I return to Hogwarts,

Come to me and I'll let you try and see if you can hold the hilt of Gryffindor's sword."

Dumbledore had already said this, and Sean would not say anything more to embarrass others. He nodded and said, "Okay, let's wait until you come back, Professor, but according to my estimation, Professor, you will be back soon.

"

"How to say?"

"Harry and the others seem to have a plan of their own, and it will be soon before they take action."

"This is a little earlier than I expected."

"The child has grown up and has his own ideas. Moreover, he has wanted to discuss this matter with us many times. It was the two of us who deliberately avoided seeing each other and connived and guided Harry to this point. There is no need to

It’s strange that someone is reckless or something.”

"Sean, you seem to be the same age as Harry, right?"

"Sometimes, age can't just be judged by physical age. Mental age is the most important."

After the conversation ended, Sean put away the double-sided mirror and said to Kulkan who was chewing dragon meat jerky: "Kulkan, from now on, you have to follow me anytime and anywhere. Next, I have to face

This is a huge battle, and we need your help."

Hearing this, Kulkan immediately took the last piece of dried dragon meat and put it on Sean's shoulder. While eating, he muttered: "That's no problem. Anyway, I have nothing to do recently.

That Voldemort is bullying you, I'll help you fuck him!"

"Okay, then I'll rely on you to protect me."

"Leave it to me, don't worry!"

…

"Ah……!"

Taking a breath, Harry woke up from his sleep.

His face was very ugly. He had been away for nearly a month and once again saw some scenes of Voldemort and his Death Eaters through dreams.

Voldemort couldn't wait any longer and was very dissatisfied with Umbridge's delay in entering the Department of Mysteries to find what he needed.

In the Ministry of Magic, the Department of Mysteries is a very mysterious department. Even the minister cannot give them direct orders. He can only give corresponding orders through the Wizengamot. However, Umbridge has held many meetings because of this.

As a result, except for those who absolutely and unconditionally stood with Voldemort, the remaining people, whether they were purebloods or members of the Wizengamot from other standpoints, one by one, all rejected Umbridge's desire to open the Department of Mysteries for investigation.

suggestions.

This completely ruined Umbridge's plan to obtain the prophecy ball about Voldemort. In the final analysis, Umbridge's ability is only based on her position as Acting Minister of Magic. If this position loses power, then she

There is absolutely no power over the Ministry of Magic.

Voldemort wanted to get things in the Department of Mysteries, and Umbridge kept trying to investigate the Department of Mysteries. Harry got some information from his channels. He came to Bill and Charlie through Wes.

I did some research and finally found out that the news I saw was true.

This made Harry very anxious, but he kept trying to contact Sean and Dumbledore, but was unable to contact them.

After much deliberation, Harry came to the stove, waved his wand to light the fire, waved his wand again to make the fire spin into a vortex, and then Harry called Sirius' name in front of the fire.

"Sirius……"

"Sirius……"

"Sirius……"

Following Harry's call, a human face made of flames suddenly appeared in the vortex in the fire. If you look carefully, it looks like Sirius.

"Harry, I happen to have something going on here, please keep it short, okay?"

Hearing Sirius's words, Harry felt a trace of anger in his heart. He had been fed up with the feeling of being ignored recently, but Harry soon suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that Sirius had

I have made a big mistake and want to make up for my previous mistakes, so I have been very busy recently.

"Sirius, I had a dream before. Voldemort was very angry and eager. He desperately wanted to get..."

"Harry, let's not talk about it for now. I suddenly have an emergency here. Dumbledore has found some clues about the Death Eaters, and we are about to go over and track them down.

I know your dream, so don't worry about it for now and strengthen your Occlumency training. When I finish my work for a while, I will go to the Burrow to find you immediately. Remember to listen to Molly."

"Small……"

Before Harry could finish his words, he saw Sirius' face made of fire in the fireplace disappear instantly.

As if a breath was stuck in his throat, Harry felt that he was neither up nor down at this moment. He was silent for a long time, and then punched the fireplace.

The punch was so heavy that the flesh on Harry's fist was torn and blood was flowing out.

However, Harry didn't care about this at all. He looked at the fireplace, took a deep breath, and murmured to himself: "We can't just watch Voldemort take that thing away, right?

Just like Sean told me before, the connection between me and Voldemort destined me to take up the responsibility of fighting against Voldemort and the Death Eaters as soon as possible.

Dumbledore and Sean were both busy, Sirius and the others were also busy, but I was the only one who was free.

So I should take action."

After he finished speaking, Harry turned to look at the Firebolt and Invisibility Cloak placed in the living room, and stepped forward resolutely.