Hogwarts Homecoming

Hermione pulled Ron and the frightened Lavender back a few steps, then pointed the wand at her throat and took a deep breath:

"Stop it, someone is holding Harry Potter hostage!"

All noise was silenced, and Hermione's eardrum-piercing shout made many people present look in pain.

Both the parade and the suppressive thugs from the Ministry of Magic stood there as if under a petrifying spell, staring at John and Harry in shock.

"Say something, Harry!"

The sporadic curse light also dissipated, and John whispered in Harry's ear.

This must be the most humiliating moment of his life, Harry thought!

But in order to calm down the dispute, Harry, who had red cheeks, had no choice but to do as he was told.

"Ahem, cough, cough, I-I'm Harry Potter, help!"

Pfft——

Ron covered his mouth to suppress a laugh, and then tried hard to pretend to be nervous and sad under Hermione's strong gaze.

Harry Potter?

It's that Harry Potter!

The batters looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"It's indeed Harry Potter. I saw his scar!"

"It's absolutely true. He and two of his friends came to the Ministry of Magic for trial last month. I've seen their faces!"

The beaters kept talking quietly and gradually gathered together.

"Well done, John!"

The parade team was also busy 'huddled' behind John, and someone patted John on the shoulder and said.

They looked at John holding the dagger on the child's neck with admiration, and continued to express their admiration for his agility.

Without this move, they would have surrendered.

However, a number of villagers looked at the kidnapped Harry uneasily. This act of kidnapping was undoubtedly very despicable.

However, in order to save their lives and gain the right to negotiate, they chose to remain silent.

"Let that child go, if you don't want to be thrown into Avalon Prison with the Eight-Eyed Spider!"

One of the beaters glared at John and said.

"You should be ashamed of your actions!"

The other batter spat on the ground,

"That kid defeated the mysterious man for us, and you're ruining everyone's future!"

Luna glanced around with her peripheral vision. She was waiting for these poor people affected by the war to make appeals. However, after she took Harry hostage, everyone seemed to regard her as the leader and waited for her to make a voice.

"We want to see Secretary Bones, we want to see Mr. Blaine!"

Luna can only speak for them.

Servants gathered, and the marchers with bruises and bruises raised their hands in support of Luna!

"We'd better think about it in advance, how we will explain it when the Minister of Magic and Professor Brain come."

Looking at the angry crowd, Ron's face was dull.

"Don't expect to be able to threaten Professor Brain"

"He won't blame us."

Hermione's eyes jumped over the shoulders of the beaters, watching Harry and John nervously, and said stubbornly.

Not to mention Harry Potter, if any little wizard fell into the hands of these squibs, it would be enough for the strikers to take action.

After a little discussion, a man rushed into the fireplace with a gloomy look.

Then there's the waiting.

The two opposing parties on the drop-off platform are enduring and suppressing, and the air is like lead or mercury!

call--

About five minutes later, another group of people showed up.

The first person to walk out of the fireplace was a dark-skinned wizard with a cane.

With a serious expression on his face, he strode towards this side, while the column of people following him walked calmly, their eyes were introverted, and they were obviously more elite than the attackers who came first.

"Kingsley, you're discharged from the hospital!"

Hermione screamed in surprise, while Ron and Harry, who was hugged by Luna, all looked shocked.

This was the first time they had seen Kingsley since the war, when they had met him at St. Mungo's.

Hermione ran towards Kingsley quickly. She looked at his wooden leg and felt a little sad.

"How are you feeling now, Kingsley?"

Kingsley smiled lightly, then looked solemn, squinting and looking,

"Harry was held hostage. It really surprises me. You were trained by Mr. Blaine, weren't you?"

"oh--"

Uneasiness flashed across Hermione's face,

"We didn't expect to talk about it--"

Hermione turned her head and saw that the fireplace had dimmed again, and frowned.

"What's going on, Kingsley, isn't Minister Bones unwilling to communicate with the people?"

"Of course not-"

Kingsley made a gesture, and the elite Aurors behind him immediately took action.

They drove away the reporters who came close to take pictures, dispersed the dozens of attackers who had gathered together, surrounded the parade again, and isolated those watching the excitement further away.

"We have to keep Secretary Bones safe."

Kingsley said, then took a few steps forward, looked at John coldly, and raised his voice

"I am Kingsley Shacklebolt, Head of the Auror Office at the Ministry of Magic. Minister Bones will be here shortly, but you must ensure that Harry Potter's life is not harmed, otherwise, the Ministry will not I’ll give you another chance to have an equal dialogue.”

"We have no intention of harming this child--"

Luna can only continue to act,

"We just want to protect our rights."

"very good--"

Kingsley nodded sternly,

"Minister Bones will respond to your reasonable demands, and I implore you to remain calm during the negotiation process to prevent the Aurors from misjudging the situation and causing unpredictable consequences!"

Luna turned her head, and her companions behind her nodded, with many expressions of fear.

"Then please ask Minister Bones or Mr. Blaine to come forward. In short, we need to talk to adults who can solve our problems!"

Luna shouted.

"She should come to Gryffindor, shouldn't she?"

Lavender heard Harry's previous conversation and she looked at Luna in awe.

Kingsley glanced at the drop-off platform. His Aurors and Strikers were everywhere, and there were even people riding broomsticks in the sky on guard.

Seeing that the situation was under control, Kingsley whispered to the Auror beside him for a while, and then the Auror hurried into the fireplace.

Hermione watched the Auror disappear into the fireplace and could only stamp her feet anxiously.

This level of crisis is no longer within her control.

Before Minister Bones, Sirius, whose face was as black as the bottom of a pot, appeared first.

Hermione could tell that he couldn't wait to rush forward and deal with Harry, but he couldn't act rashly because of his duty.

He stood in front of the fireplace, looking around with wary eyes.

Then, Minister Bones finally appeared.

To be honest, her personal image was not good, as if she had just been pulled out of bed.

Although the wizard hat she wore covered her messy hair, her bloodshot eyes, thick eye shadow, and slightly pale complexion all spoke of her exhaustion.

Sirius was right in front of Minister Bones, ready to block the spell at any time.

And Aurors also flocked to all sides of her to prevent crises that might come from all directions.

But Minister Bones didn't let too many people stay in front of her. He only let Kingsley and Sirius stand in front of her on the left and right sides.

"I'm here, everyone--"

Amelia's eyes flickered on John and Harry and then stabilized. She took a deep breath, her eyes covered the parade, and said softly,

"I am here not only to rescue this innocent child, but also to listen to your appeals.

Oh, I have to admit, I don’t know anything about your experiences. In fact, the Ministry of Magic has been negotiating with all parties, hoping to reach an agreement, but--"

"This is a lie!"

Suddenly someone in the parade screamed in grief, including Luna and Harry, and they all looked towards that person.

"It's Brother Charles——"

Having figured out John's true interpersonal relationship, a look of unbearability flashed in her eyes.

"It's my younger brother who's talking, and it's my older brother who's in his arms--"

Taking advantage of everyone's attention, Luna explained to Harry in a low voice.

"Your Ministry of Magic doesn't care about the lives of the rest of us!"

Half-kneeling on the ground, the rough-looking man looked dull and sobbed and shouted to Minister Bones,

"Look around, look at these injured people. They are all thanks to the beaters of the Ministry of Magic. You don't want to listen to us at all!"

Harry saw the man looking at him resentfully,

"If it weren't for the fact that we kidnapped the famous Harry Potter, we wouldn't be able to see you at all, would we, Minister Bones!" (End of Chapter)