Hogwarts Homecoming

Neville parted ways with them on the second floor and went to the other corridor to find Professor McGonagall.

After Harry helped Ron carry Filch to the fourth floor, he turned around and jumped down the stairs quickly, going to the exchange team station on the third floor to find Hermione.

"Just stay in the campus hospital, Ron. I'll go find you with Hermione later!"

Harry roared, and the portraits who were disturbed from their sleep cursed at Harry's back!

Filch was attacked, and there was no doubt that it was Malfoy.

Moreover, Malfoy also took away the staff he had hidden in Filch's office!

Everything was as he expected, Malfoy planned to find a way to send the staff out of Hogwarts while Professor Brain was away!

But what would Malfoy do?

While running through the corridors with arched corridors on both sides, Harry hurriedly glanced at the school gate.

Filch is the castle administrator, and the keys to the castle and the school gate are both managed by Filch. So it is possible that he has already obtained the key and left the school gate in a big way.

Thinking of this, Harry felt a little more anxious.

Apparition is a skill that only sixth-grade wizards begin to learn. Malfoy, like him, does not know how to Apparate yet.

So, this means that even if he leaves the school, he won't be able to run very far unless there are Voldemort's minions lurking outside the school, here to help him!

Hopping over a few steps, Harry turned onto another corridor.

Where would Malfoy go?

It's hard to answer this question, it depends on what Voldemort ordered him.

Hogwarts seems much more miserable late at night than during the day.

The cold hard rocks that spliced ​​the corridors, the torches with deep patina, and the bricks and stones of the severely worn slate castle all exuded an ancient atmosphere.

Perhaps it was the damp and cold air in the middle of the night that condensed into water droplets on his lenses. Harry finally arrived at the corridor where the exchange group's room was located, blinked hard, and ran to the end of the corridor where the walls on both sides were lined with torches.

strangeness!

Harry took off his glasses and wiped them hastily as he ran, but his vision was still blurry.

Not only did the torches on the wall appear as ghosts, but even the half-length corridor in front of me began to twist!

Squeak!

There was the sound of doors opening and voices laughing, but Harry could no longer see clearly, and the whole world was turned upside down in his world.

"You are the most improved, Luo Ya--"

Hermione smiled and touched Luo Ya's head, then opened the door that stood between two tall spruce trees.

"I can be sure that at least your spell-casting level is comparable to that of a second-year wizard at Hogwarts!"

"You don't understand Hermione, Loya -"

Ginny said with a smile,

"What she means is that you still have a lot of progress."

Bang!

The sudden impact made several girls who walked out of the room startled. The three of them looked towards the other end of the corridor, and then they started shouting in uncontrollable panic!

Harry vaguely heard someone calling his name, but the voice was as distant as a dream.

There were some lights and shadows shaking in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly either.

He must have dropped his glasses during the wrestling match.

This thought came to Harry's mind, but then some clearer images flashed in his vision, accompanied by sounds.

As if flying in a dream, his consciousness quickly left the cold and ancient castle of Hogwarts and appeared in another place.

He also appears to be lying on the floor because his eye level is low.

Looking up, what comes into view is a tall, majestic hall. The densely packed gilded magic patterns show a kind of majesty in mystery.

It is the reception hall of the Ministry of Magic.

Harry responded, he had been here during the trial.

Then doubts came to mind.

Not the corridors and dark doors that had always appeared in his dreams in recent months, but the halls of the Ministry of Magic?

"You're sure Minister Bones won't be back tonight?"

Harry found his eyes darting from side to side, as if avoiding the feet of wizards who kept passing him.

Someone was talking. Harry temporarily put aside the issue of perspective and looked at the person who spoke.

Looks familiar--

It took Harry a few seconds to remember that this man was Amos Diggory, Cedric Diggory's father.

During the Quidditch World Cup, after Professor Blaine fought with the dark witch Cliona, in order to retrieve the lost wand, he, Ron and Hermione sneaked into the stadium and were caught red-handed.

"How many times do I have to say it, Amos--"

The second person who spoke had a hint of impatience in his voice.

"The minister and Mad-Eye are going to Paris for a meeting. This is the last preparatory meeting before the joint force is officially formed. She must go in person. According to me, if the situation is optimistic, she may be able to come back to work next Monday!"

"Oh, great!"

In the slightly empty reception hall, perhaps some scattered Ministry of Magic employees who were off duty were also eavesdropping on this conversation.

When they heard that Minister Bones would not be back on Saturday or Sunday, the people who were eavesdropping all showed joy, and Amos even raised his hands and cheered,

"No need to work overtime on weekends. Oh, this is the first time in months!"

Amos said cheerfully, patting the second speaker on the shoulder and planning to leave through the fireplace.

But after taking a few steps, Amos turned his head again and asked strangely,

"Aren't you going? Sirius is protecting Minister Zhou Quan, and you are very tired during this time, aren't you? I dare say that the Minister must want you to relax at Remus' wedding, so he didn't let you go with him. ”

Sirius!

After not seeing this face for two months, Harry's heart was so filled with happiness that he forgot what it meant to see Sirius in this situation.

"Oh, is Remus' wedding already known to everyone?"

Harry saw Sirius roll his eyes helplessly,

"Yes, I will definitely attend Remus' wedding, but tonight, I have another important task."

Then, the two people chatting in the hall parted.

Important task?

Harry couldn't help but feel curious.

As he followed Sirius into the elevator hall, he kept thinking about what the mission was. Only when he passed the fountain did he pause for a moment.

The famous pure gold Magic Brothers Fountain in the hall was dismantled at some point. Now, standing there is a city model with both modern and classical atmosphere.

"All proceeds from the fountain will be used to support the construction of the new Magic City"

The slogan has also been changed.

Harry's low angle of view was just enough to see the slogan engraved on the base of the sculpture.

It's already late now.

At least here at Hogwarts, it was past ten o'clock.

However, employees from the Ministry of Magic were still coming off work in an endless stream, and several elevators running side by side were picking up passengers on the floors above.

Sirius waited for a long time before boarding an elevator car that was sending people down, and quickly pressed the floor button.

The elevator was running downwards. Amidst the clattering sound of the chain, the elevator arrived at the station, and a cold female voice sounded in the elevator car.

"Department of Mysteries."

Department of Mysteries?

This was a department he was unfamiliar with, and a thought crossed Harry's mind, what mission would Sirius want to perform?

The golden gate opened, Sirius breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his brows tiredly, and walked out of the elevator car.

Just as Harry was about to follow him, the strange perspective moved and he walked out of the car.

Department of Mysteries? !

When the mysterious corridor and the black door at the end of the corridor came into view, the disembodied Harry took a breath and froze! (End of chapter)