HP Magic Biography

"Kreacher, hurry up, tell me, your master..."

"My master and Al Master went out, and he didn't tell poor Kreacher where they were going." Kreacher shook his head, not willing to pay much attention to Harry.

"But you know, don't you, Kreacher, you..."

"Kreacher doesn't know..." Kreacher was busy with the work in his hands, which surprised Harry. You know, Kreacher would never do this normally. He only cleaned the hanging statue, since Sirius came back. after.

"Kreacher, who are you talking to..." A clear female voice uploaded from the stairs.

"Hermione?" Harry's eyes lit up. By the way, Kreacher had said that Hermione was still here.

"Hermione...Hermione..." Harry yelled, trying to pull Hermione down from the stairs.

Fortunately, Hermione also happened to walk down, all in house clothes, rubbing her wet hair with a towel.

"Who is there, Kreacher... is it Fanlin and the others back?"

"It's Harry Potter..." Kreacher returned with a low voice, "Harry Potter contacted us with Floo fans."

"Harry?" Hermione's sharp voice sounded, but Harry felt it more pleasant than ever.

"Harry, is that you?"

Hermione's face appeared in front of Harry's eyes in amazement, her pink dressing gown and her long wet hair hanging down her shoulders.

"Oh, it's nice to meet you, Harry, how are things going, what has changed in Hogwarts, and, have you taken the Common Wizarding Examination, you and Ron, and Ginny, you all... …"

"Oh, wait a minute, Hermione..." Harry said with a headache, "I'm okay, but some of the tests are not ideal. Of course, Umbridge left Hogwarts, which is better There’s a lot, but that’s not the point, Hermione, I want to know Sirius and Fanlin, the two of them..."

"They both went out yesterday." Hermione said. "Dumbledore has something to look for them, so I stayed here, what's wrong, Harry?"

"Didn't the two of them go to the Ministry of Magic?"

Hermione's heart jumped, Fanlin and the others did not shy away from deciding to use Harry to lure Voldemort to the Ministry of Magic, so she knew that something must have changed in Harry's body recently, but...

"Oh, I don't know..." Hermione didn't know how to answer. "They went to Dumbledore. In fact, I don't know exactly where they are. They haven't been back for a long time, now here..."

"Hey, listen, Hermione," Harry said solemnly, "Voldemort is torturing Sirius, although I didn't see Fanlin, but..."

"Are you sure what you saw is real, and not what Voldemort let you see?" Hermione couldn't help but said.

The girl was a little uncertain whether this was Dumbledore's decision or Voldemort's initiative. Fanlin made it clear when he left that he was not going to carry out this matter, but now...

"Oh, I don't know..." being asked again and again, although Harry was very bored, he couldn't help but stop thinking.

This is too abrupt, Sirius was attacked, this...

"Hey, listen, Harry..." Hermione hesitated. "You have to make sure that what you see is true before you can make a decision."

"But, what I saw, Sirius... Voldemort... they are in the Ministry of Magic... the mystery department... Sirius is being tortured by Voldemort..."

"But, as far as I know, the Ministry of Magic and the Department of Mystery have no turn to deal with Sirius..." Hermione said, "He is a wanted criminal, Harry, to be clear, the Ministry of Magic targeted the wanted person. Recognition is opened, and no matter what channel it is, it has its own monitoring. Apparition is also restricted. Although it is not prohibited, it is a difficult thing in itself. Moreover, whether it is Weasley Mister is Tonks, and their identities are more suitable than Sirius to deal with the Ministry of Magic..."

"But... maybe they're going to war... it's not necessarily something." Harry said hesitantly, "and, Voldemort asked Sirius to get something..."

"Harry..." Hermione hesitated. "I don't recommend you..."

"But, Hermione, if it's true, let's watch where Sirius died like this? Where is Dumbledore?" Harry asked.

"I don't know!" Hermione shook her head and hesitated, "But..."

"It's nothing, Hermione, if this is true, there is no doubt that Sirius will be dead, I can't..."

"But, what are you going to do?" Hermione asked. "I contact..."

"Go to the Ministry of Magic..." Harry said in a deep voice, "I want to rescue Sirius..."

"No!" Hermione immediately refused, "This may just be a trap to lure you into... Please Harry, wait for me, I will find other members of the Order of the Phoenix, anyway, stay at Hogwarts ..."

Harry didn't speak, but obviously...

Just as Harry was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sudden sharp pain in his forehead; and he sucked a lot of ashes, it was almost breathless, and he found himself being pulled back into the flames until accompanied by In a rude gesture, he saw Professor Tafer (a member of the special investigation team, succeeding Umbridge as a professor of defense against the dark arts.) With a slightly pale face, she used her hair to push him as much as possible Pulling out the flames far away and now she was pinching his neck hard behind him, as if she was about to tear his throat.

"You think." She whispered, twisting Harry's neck harder to make him stare at the ceiling, "After two Boguts I will make another dirty thing, some little creature belt Enter my office and I won’t know it? After the last person came in, I was covered with secret sensory curses near the door, you stupid boy, take his wand."

Tafer shouted angrily at someone he couldn't see, and then he felt a hand in the chest pocket of his robe and took his wand away.

"The same for them." Harry heard a scuffle at the door, and he knew that Ginny had also been taken away from her wand.

"I want to know why you are in my office," Tafer said coldly, grabbing her hair and swaying it to make him sway.

In fact, compared to Umbridge, Tafer is not as excessive as Umbridge, but he is not a good talker.

"I am--want to find my fire arrow!" Harry said hoarsely.

"The liar" she shook his head again. "Your Fire Arrow was strictly locked in the dungeon by Headmaster Umbridge, you know very well, Mr. Potter. You put your head in the fire. Who are you in contact with?"

"No one—" Harry said, trying to get rid of her. He felt several strands of hair attached to his scalp.

"Lie!" Tarfer cried, and she threw him away from her, and he hit the desk.

Now he could see Ginny being **** against the wall. Malfoy was leaning on the window sill, proudly throwing Harry's wand into the air before catching it. There was a commotion outside. Several tall Slytherins came in. They were holding Ron, Luna, and-Harry was confused-Neville. He was being severely restrained by Carat, his face because of the coming Dangerous and choking. All four of them were gagged.

"All in," Warrington said, pushing Ron rudely into the room.

"That" he pointed at Neville with his thick fingers, "trying to stop me from catching her." He pointed at Luna, who was trying to kick the big Slytherin girl who was holding her, "So I took him too coming."

"Okay, okay." Tafer said, watching Ginny's hard work. "Okay, it looks like Hogwarts will soon become a "Weasley Family Free Zone", isn't it?"

Malfoy laughed loudly and flatteringly. Tafer gave her a smile, satisfied and fixed her on the armchair covered with cotton, ignoring that there was a toad lying on her flower bed among her captives.

"So, Potter," she said, "you set up this clown around my office on the lookout." She nodded at Ron-Malfoy smiled even louder. "Come tell me that Pepy Ghost was venting and damaging the transformation classroom, and I knew at the time that he was busy staining the school's eyepieces with ink-Mr. Filch just told me."

"Obviously, your conversation with someone is important. Is that Albus Dumbledore? Or bloody, Hagrid? I suspect it is Minerva McGonagall. I hear her still too weak. You can't blame anyone."

Malfoy and his Slytherin members laughed more happily. Harry discovered that he was so angry and hated him being shaken.

"I won't negotiate any terms with you." He growled.

Tafer raised his eyebrows, it seemed to be very funny, and a cruel smile came up on his indifferent face.

"Very well" she used her most dangerous and hypocritical voice, "Very well, Mr. Potter. I gave you a chance to confess. You refused. I have no choice but to put a little pressure on you. Draco-bring Professor Snape here."

Malfoy put Harry's wand in his robe and left the room triumphantly, but Harry hardly noticed. He already understood a bit; he didn't believe he was so stupid and forgot that he thought all the members of the Phoenix Order, so everyone who could help him save Sirius was gone-but he was wrong.

There is also a member of the Order of the Phoenix at Hogwarts-Snape. The office was quiet except for Slytherin's efforts to keep Ron and the others under control. When Ron tried to deal with the pressure on Wallington’s hand ribs, the blood on his lips dripped on the office carpet, and Ginny was still trying to kick the foot of the older girl who was holding her tightly with both hands; With the hand pulling, Neville's face regularly glowed purple; however, Luna, standing weakly beside the person holding her, looked out the window in confusion, as if all this was so boring.

Harry looked at Tafer, she was still staring at him up close.

This woman was much more restrained than Umbridge, but she didn't let her go, and was even more cruel in some ways. Harry didn't understand why such a person was recruited into the Ministry of Magic, but thought of Um. Harry seemed to understand Rich's more disgusting face again.

Yes, even Umbridge and Death Eaters like Malfoy can hold high positions in the Ministry...

When he heard Malfoy's footsteps following Snape into the room from the hallway outside, he deliberately made his face calm and expressionless.

"Do you want to see me, Tafer?" Snape said calmly, and he looked at the pair of students around him who were working hard with a completely indifferent expression.

"Oh, Severus, it's been a long time," Tafer said, standing up and smiling exaggeratedly.

"Long time no see?" Harry asked incredulously, "You and him..."

"Shut up, Potter!" Tafer said unceremoniously.

"Me and you...Tafer, tell me, what's the matter with you?"

"Yes, I want to get another bottle of Veritaserum, as soon as possible, please."

"Principal Umbridge took my last bottle to interrogate Al," he said, and he looked at Tafer calmly through his greasy hair. "Your boss, although the result is not good , But you should know..."

"It's already used up, but you can match some more, can't you?" Tafer said bluntly.

"Of course," Snape said, his lips curled, "this will take a large cycle of the moon to prepare, so I want you to wait almost a month for this."

"One month?" Tarfer cried. "One month? But I want it tonight, Snape! I must know who Potter uses my stove to communicate with or with unknown things!"

"Really?" Snape said, and for the first time, when he looked at Harry, he showed signs of disinterest. "Okay, this doesn't surprise me. Potter has never had the habit of following school rules."

His cold, dark eyes were staring at Harry now, and he stared at him undaunted, trying to remember the dream he saw in his mind, hoping that Snape would read his thoughts and understand what happened.

"I want to interrogate him!" Tafer repeated angrily, and Snape moved his gaze away from Harry to her violently convulsing face, "I hope you will provide him with a dose of something that will tell him the truth. "

"I've already told you." Snape said smoothly, "I don't have any other Veritaserum stocks. Unless you want to poison Potter-if you do, I can guarantee that I will give my best Sympathetic - otherwise I can't help you. The only trouble is that the best poison strikes too quickly and there is no more time for people to tell the truth~www.wuxiaspot.com~Snape is back again Come and stare at Harry, wanting to communicate in a non-textual way.

"Voldemort caught Sirius in the Department of Mysteries" he thought desperately, "Voldemort caught Sirius—"

"You're delaying time!" Tafer said suddenly, and Snape looked at her again, his eyebrows slightly raised. "You didn't help on purpose! Lucius always gives you the highest evaluation. I expected you to perform better! Now please get out of my office!"

Snape bowed her ironically and turned and left. Harry walked out of the room knowing his last chance to let the members of the organization know what was happening.

"He caught a cold!" Harry shouted suddenly. "He caught a cold in a hidden place!" Snape was opening Taver's doorknob with his hands and suddenly stopped.

"Cold?" Tafer yelled, watching Harry and Snape eagerly back and forth. "What is a cold? What does it mean? A person? Where is the hidden place? Snape, what does he mean?"