Harry Potter and the Attack of the Squibs

Neville turned and glanced in the direction of the castle: "When will Harry come over?"

Hermione shook her head.

She was already a little overwhelmed.

Hermione never expected that things would go so smoothly. Originally, when Hagrid was away, Hermione still held out hope for the worst, because without Hagrid, the students would not be able to control the Thestrals so easily.

But things got completely out of control.

Now Hermione could only hope that Professor McGonagall could stop Harry.

Just as Hermione was thinking this, she heard Harry's voice.

"let's go!"

Hermione turned around in surprise: "Harry?"

"What did Professor McGonagall say?"

Harry shook his head: "Professor McGonagall is not here."

Hermione was speechless with surprise.

She was silent for a moment in confusion.

"Then where did she go?"

Harry shook his head: "I don't know, there's not enough time."

"Let's go."

Hermione was helplessly silent.

But they still face a problem.

"I can't see..."

Ron shook his head helplessly.

Harry nodded: "It doesn't matter. It's just like riding a broomstick. The Thestral is a little more stable."

He had no choice but to help the surrounding students onto the Yeqi one by one.

When he reached Malfoy, he shook his head and refused: "I can see it."

Harry nodded: "Okay."

Malfoy hesitated, but said it anyway: "I've seen Death Eaters kill people in my house."

Harry was silent for a moment, then nodded: "You follow Luna."

Finally, only Ron and Hermione were left with Harry.

Ron looked excited: "Cool!"

"It feels almost like an invisible broomstick!"

With Harry's help, he mounted the Thestral while yelling, and soon the Thestral flew up.

In the end, Harry was left with only Hermione.

When he was about to help Hermione onto a Thestral, Hermione said quietly: "Harry... I'm really not good at flying..."

Harry hesitated: "Let's go together."

As he said that, he jumped on a Thestral first, and then pulled Hermione up too.

The Yeqi soared into the sky.

Everyone was so excited that they hovered in the air for a while, and then Harry tried hard to get his Thestral to start flying towards its destination.

He really succeeded.

Ye Qi flapped its wings and rushed out into the distance.

Among the cheers, only Hermione let out a scream of fear and hugged Harry's waist tightly.

Harry felt a little out of breath.

From the air, everything on the ground looks very small. They are swept back in the strong wind, making it even more difficult to see clearly.

The students, who were excited at first, soon became quiet. Of course, it may be that the strong wind covered up the noise they made.

But Harry thought they must be as frozen as he was.

After a long ordeal, they finally arrived at their destination.

Over a brightly lit city, the Thestrals began to swoop. They landed on the ground with almost no slowdown and suddenly stopped.

The people on their backs almost fell off.

Except for Harry, who really fell off.

Because behind him there was Hermione, Ron, Ginny, Malfoy, they all had flying experience, but Hermione did not.

Hermione didn't fall though, because Harry blocked her.

Everyone got off the Thestral in embarrassment, except Luna who fell down as lightly as if she were on a slide.

"Where to go?"

Harry looked around.

He was surprised to find that Ye Qi seemed to really know what their destination was.

This is directly opposite the underground where the Ministry of Magic is located, and across the street is the conspicuous red phone box.

Harry looked left and right, then carefully crossed the street.

The students behind him looked around curiously, then followed Harry into the phone booth.

"The Ministry of Magic must have burst from the overcrowding of visitors at one time or another."

Ron rarely expressed his opinion: "That's why I came up with such a shameful method."

Harry smiled helplessly: "Whoever is closest to the phone, press the keypad."

Ron reached out from under Neville's arm and pressed the keyboard.

"Welcome to the Ministry of Magic."

Then they both fell down the pipe that suddenly appeared.

…

Isabella Strange walked out of the minister's office.

A staff member from the Ministry of Magic happened to come over. He was looking for the minister.

"Minister, McGonagall and Hagrid don't know where Deputy Minister Umbridge is now..."

Isabella Strange waved her hand casually: "It doesn't matter, let them stay in the room."

The Ministry of Magic staff behind her was stunned for a moment: "But..."

Isabella Strange turned and walked into the office of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement without saying anything else.

"Special Handling Office, follow me."

Then a group of wizards stood up and followed Isabella Strange.

"The Prophecy Hall of the Department of Mysteries, routine inspection permission."

Isabella Strange was not explaining anything to anyone, but was giving orders directly to the Department of Mysteries.

There is a reliable and tight defense system under the Department of Mysteries. When it is determined that it is facing a threat, a powerful protective spell will start to operate: of course, this will make Harry and the others unable to approach.

But now that Isabella Strange has given the order, all protective spells will not be triggered automatically.

Isabella Strange walked into the elevator like a gust of wind.

Then they descended to the lowest level and entered the Hall of Prophecy.

This is a very wide space. The huge hall is filled with shelves filled with crystal balls. In the middle of each crystal ball is a prophecy, which is sealed here.

All around the hall, in the narrow aisles between shelves and walls, were decorated with statues and empty armor.

It is both decoration and protection. Each armor and statue has a powerful magic spell on it, and some armors even have powerful weapons in their hands.

Just like the spear in the armored hand in front of Isabella Strange at this moment.

She looked at the legendary dragon-slaying gun and smiled.

"Unreserved visitors have entered the Ministry of Magic."

The wizards behind her looked at each other.

They were all Death Eaters and didn't care what happened to the Ministry of Magic.

Isabella Strange turned around: "The leader is Harry Potter."

A chaotic and noisy sound broke out among the Death Eaters.

Some were cursing, some were ecstatic, and some were sneering.

But there was one question that was asked again and again, endlessly.

"Where is he?"

Isabella Strange looked at the Death Eaters in front of her and smiled: "The target is here."

"They've just entered the Ministry of Magic and could be anywhere."

There was a cheer among the Death Eaters.

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