Hogwarts Homecoming

Since the Ministry of Magic announced to the magic world that Sirius Black had been successfully captured and brought to justice, in order to find out more details of the capture process and how the heinous Sirius escaped from Azkaban, people from European countries and even Reporters from America swarmed like a tide, blocking the reception hall of the Ministry of Magic, trying to interview every employee of the British Ministry of Magic coming and going.

But this matter is top secret in the Ministry, except for a few Aurors guarding Sirius and the directors of the departments involved, the rest of the Ministry of Magic employees don't know anything about the inside story.

Even Mr. Weasley, who had friends in various departments, couldn't figure out why the overstaffed British Ministry of Magic suddenly became so capable.

And yesterday, after the shocking and shocking news released by Mr. Barty Crouch, director of the Department of International Magical Cooperation, Mr. Wizengamot attended the wizard with a black face, the already overcrowded Ministry of Magic immediately exploded. The pot, the reporters of the major newspapers that are well-known in Europe and the United States gave up all the news in their hands and rushed to London.

Because they could no longer squeeze into the Ministry, these reporters blocked the street at the entrance of the British Ministry of Magic. This huge movement even attracted the attention of Muggles, and reporters from many Muggle newspapers also rushed to try to Find out why so many foreigners in outlandish costumes are crammed into a little street that you don't know much about.

Norus Deman used his stern eyes to push away the crowd who wanted to inquire about the stupid and funny Sirius Black, and was originally awarded the Merlin Medal of the First Class by the International Federation of Wizards, but in Barty Crow Three hours after Odd announced the news, lost that honor, the reporters of Peter Pettigrew, who 'returned from the dead'.

"Ah, it's Norus, thanks—"

The green fire in the fireplace flashed, and Mr. Weasley, who was dripping with sweat, staggered suddenly. He almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, Norus supported him with his tall body.

"Hello, Arthur."

Norus nodded coldly,

"It seems that the Misuse of Magic Office has been very busy these two days?"

"maybe--"

Mr. Weasley didn't have the strength to complain about how much trouble the foreign reporters who flocked to him had caused, so he just smiled weakly,

"Those foreigners who are newcomers don't quite adapt to our rules. By the way, do you want to go out for business?"

"No—" Nowrus said without a trace of emotion, "I'm off work."

Immediately, he lowered his head and stepped into the fireplace, his body disappeared in the roaring flames.

get off work? !

Glancing at his watch, it was half past ten in the morning. Mr. Weasley burst into tears immediately.

Why didn't I try to apply for a job in the Department of Mysteries?

Diagon Alley.

Norus Deman came out of the public fireplace, shook the dust off his body, then scanned his surroundings vigilantly, and after confirming that no one was following him, he identified the direction and walked quickly towards the building no matter where he was Wherever the corner alley, you can see the magnificent white building.

Nowrus' target was not Gringotts, but a remote alley not far to the west of Gringotts. Although it was inconspicuous, it was still famous.

After flashing into Knockturn Alley, the sky above his head suddenly became gloomy, and the air was filled with a vague sense of oppression, but Norus, like a dog that had been exposed to the sun for several hours, finally returned Fish generally relax into the sea.

After confirming that no one was watching, Norus turned his wrist, and a black traveling cloak was placed on his forearm.

The moment he put on the cloak and the mask, Norus heaved a sigh of relief, and the indifferent face hidden in the mask became happy. The living environment created by modern wizards does not make him comfortable at all. On the contrary, the dirty and dangerous underground world can make him feel happy physically and mentally.

If it weren't for his teacher asking him to take over the Reticent's position, and working in the Ministry of Magic's Department of Mysteries did provide him with some convenience, he wouldn't have anything to do with wizards who turned their backs on honor.

The underground world, which has not changed for hundreds of thousands of years, obviously will not undergo any unexpected changes during the few weeks he left. Everything here remains the same, chaotic and orderly.

On the other side of the small wall of the consignment market, two guys were fighting in full swing. The strong wind blew out a large piece of torches suspended in mid-air. With a glance, he found that Kacus Foley was hiding behind the tall entrusted task card, with a helpless expression on his face.

After thinking about it, Nowrus decided not to go to Kacus Foley to ask about the situation.

He turned and walked to the right, and stepped up along the stone steps that were close to the wall, which looked like artificially hewn stones, and stayed on the raised platform, densely embedded in the rock wall, in front of the rough-style fireplace.

The fireplace in the underground world is not the same as the outside world. It is more like a door key, and the exit can be set in different places by magic.

Nowrus took out a note from his pocket, which recorded the number of the fireplace he should use and the location information of the exit. This note was sent to him by Kacus with an owl, on the other side of the fireplace, The next wizard he entrusted was waiting for him.

The fireplace on the wall is generally used for emergency transfers. Few wizards use it to locate the trading location, but Norus is not surprised. The thing he wants to trade is very sensitive and huge, and it hastily appeared in the underground world Here, you may be targeted by the Aurors who have been stationed here.

Norus' mouth parted at the thought of the Aurors.

Not to mention Rufus Scrimgeour's public embarrassment at that high-profile press conference for two weeks.

Even though he is the director of the Auror office, he has made no contribution or credit for the recent series of incidents. The gloom on Scrimgeour's face has never dissipated recently.

After adjusting a series of characters on the lintel of the fireplace, a strange dark green flame popped out of the dark fireplace, Norus took a deep breath and put away the wand he bought from Ollivander's shop , took out a cane with a clear crystal ball on the top.

The situation on the other side of the fireplace is unclear, and he must remain vigilant.

call.

A group of ferocious flames rolled back from the soles of his feet, and countless illusory shadows flashed across Norus' eyes, but after a short while, the picture in front of him was frozen.

Nowrus appeared in the midst of mountains and mountains, surrounded by green hills, he stood in the middle of a clear lake reflecting low clouds, a small yellow rock island with a radius of only a hundred feet.

Where is this?

This thought flashed through Norus' mind, and the scene in front of him seemed familiar, but for a while, he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, but at this moment, there was a loud bang, bang, a few hills away. The sound made him understand his approximate position.

The clouds and mist spit out by the Hogwarts Express locomotive quickly dissipated in the howling mountain wind, but the heavy roar of the car rolling over the tracks wandered back and forth among the mountains.

"Here. Not far from Hogwarts."

Norus murmured in a low voice, but his eyes tightened—this is not a trap, is that troublesome old man Albus Dumbledore staying at Hogwarts, which fool would choose to trade here?

Just when Norus Deman was hesitating and thinking about whether to run away, suddenly, the land and lake in front of him trembled violently as if they had been hit by an earthquake, and a magic power as deep as the abyss never stopped The bottomless lake surged upwards, dyeing this bright world into darkness.

On the dome above the head, the white clouds that seemed to be floating on the top of the mountain suddenly became darker in color as if a large pot of ink had been poured into it. In the thick lead clouds, an ominous electric light flickered!

Click!

A dazzling thunderbolt struck the turbulent lake in an instant, and it was like a sign. After that, dozens of shocking thunderbolts struck down again and again. For a moment, the huge lake was filled with countless lightning bolts that swam around the ground.

The scene in front of him made Norus Deman's complexion change, and he lost his voice in shock. He was so shocked that he even forgot to apparate and escape!

At this moment, a huge vortex appeared in front of him, and Norus immediately understood that there was a huge monster hidden in the lake, and now, this guy was about to reveal his true face.

What is it that can cause such terrible changes in nature and celestial phenomena?

Fear filled Norus Deman's heart. He stared at the gradually clear black shadow, and unconsciously, there was a little expectation in his eyes.

Snapped!

When this gigantic skeleton with a height of sixty feet and mighty like a god appeared in the world, Norus Deman opened his mouth in a trance, could no longer maintain a standing posture, and knelt down on the ground with a slap !