Magical Studies at Hogwarts

In the next few days, what they saw in Knockturn Alley became the focus of discussion among Harry, Hermione and Ron. There was no doubt that whether it was Malfoy's attitude that night or the man in a black cloak who appeared behind him,

People make them feel uneasy.

In this regard, Harry put forward many conjectures, some of which were reliable, but many of which were unreliable. To this end, there were several heated debates between them, but until the end, none of them could convince everyone.

human conclusion.

However, one thing is certain: Malfoy must have taken refuge with the Dark Lord.

"It's very obvious!" Hermione said, "You all heard it, he threatened Bork with Fenrir Greyback! That is You-Know-Who's loyal lackey!"

"And the guy who appears behind him must also be related to the mysterious man!"

"Yeah, but who is that guy?" Harry asked.

"I don't know." Hermione said confidently.

"Then what's the use of talking about this!" Ron said a little frantically.

"Don't you understand?" Hermione glared at Ron and said, "No matter who that person is, no matter what Malfoy's conspiracy is, Harry is their target!"

"Harry, you, or we, are in a more dangerous situation now..." Her tone was very serious, "Don't take it lightly!"

"You know I won't." Harry replied seriously.

Of course he won't let down his guard. He has been trying to kill Voldemort since he was resurrected. He has long been used to this kind of fearful life. What's more, he is a brave Gryffindor!

Gryffindor never fears evil!

I'm just afraid of the angry Mrs. Weasley...

After chatting for a while, Harry ran out holding his dirty clothes. These days, Mrs. Weasley has been urging them to wash their clothes and luggage. Hermione's has been washed long ago, and only

He and Ron were still dragging their feet. For this reason, Ron really learned a lesson.

Even though he knew that Mrs. Weasley would not treat him the same way she treated Ron, Harry still felt a chill running down his spine. Moreover, tomorrow was the first day of school, and he had no time to delay it any longer.

Running to the first floor, only Fleur and Mrs. Weasley were there. Fleur was talking endlessly about her plans for the wedding, but Mrs. Weasley looked unhappy.

Seeing Harry coming down, she immediately stood up and snatched the dirty clothes from Harry's hands.

"Honey! Do you want to do the laundry? Don't worry, leave it to me!" Mrs. Weasley said loudly, interrupting Fleur's tirade.

"I can do it myself, Mrs. Weasley..."

Before Harry could finish speaking, he was directly interrupted by Mrs. Weasley.

"By the way! One more thing, about your safety measures on the way to Hogwarts tomorrow!" she said loudly, "good news, we borrowed a car from the Ministry of Magic again! And we will be protected by Aolo along the way.

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"Are they even on the train?" Harry asked.

"Of course! They will protect you all the way to Hogwarts." Mrs. Weasley said, pulling Harry away. "So, time is very tight. You must pack everything today to avoid having to deal with the usual routine tomorrow.

Such a mess..."

Harry was convinced, and after working for a long time, he finally packed everything in the evening. The next morning, when the Ministry of Magic's car arrived at the Burrow, they were all waiting at the door. Then everything went smoothly

We boarded the train in an orderly manner and arrived at King's Cross Station not long after.

As soon as they got off the bus, two serious Aoluo came over to cover them as they walked into the station.

"Hurry through the wall!" Mrs. Weasley looked a little nervous and flustered. She kept observing the people around her with vigilant eyes, seeing that everyone was a Death Eater. "It's best to let Harry go first..."

She looked at one of the Aolo, who nodded, then grabbed Harry's arm and led him into the wall between platforms 9 and 10. Within a few seconds, Hermione and Ron,

Ginny and the others also came in.

"Get in the car, kids! Be safe!" Mrs. Weasley said with concern.

Harry and the others agreed, then dragged their luggage onto the train. After finding an empty compartment and putting everything in, Hermione and Ron went out.

They have to go to the prefect carriage to perform their duties as prefects, and they also have to inspect the carriage. Under the current situation, this work is undoubtedly more rigorous than usual.

Almost two hours after the train started, they returned to the compartment, all looking exhausted.

"Why are you so tired?" Harry asked, looking at the two of them looking exhausted.

"Every box must be inspected, and we are not the only ones. We are led by several people from the Ministry of Magic." Ron was trying to stretch his body as much as possible. "It is much more complicated than before. They have many strange things."

Something to look for possible security holes... I don’t know why they thought a red hat would appear on the Hogwarts Express!”

"Perhaps, their brains were damaged by the harassing flies?" Luna, who had been watching "The Quibbler" quietly, interjected, and Neville opposite her also nodded subconsciously. They found Hermione and Ron not long after they left.

Here we are, always in the box.

"Maybe..." Hermione agreed casually. She was so tired that she didn't even want to say anything.

The two rested for a long time before they regained their energy. This was all thanks to the snacks Harry bought. Delicious pumpkin pie can always restore people's energy.

"If you ask me, it's just useless work. I don't trust those guys at all!" Ron said while eating chocolate frogs. "You also heard from Fred and George, they can't even use an Iron Armor Charm.

come out!"

"Only part of it, Ron," said Harry.

"But you know these people on the train are not from that part?"

Ron's rhetorical question made Harry speechless for a moment. The impression given by the Ministry of Magic over the years made it difficult for him to refute.

They are indeed not very reliable.

While they were chatting, suddenly, the train stopped suddenly! Driven by inertia, Harry, Ron and Neville rolled directly out of their seats. Hermione, Ginny and Luna were slightly better, but they were also on their seats.

Staggering around.

"What's wrong!"

Ron shouted loudly, but as soon as he finished speaking, the train shook violently again, and a deafening explosion sounded in his ears.

"Something happened!"

Harry got up from the ground in embarrassment, took out his wand, opened the box door and rushed out, and the others followed in embarrassment.

The corridor was in a mess, and there were faint shouts in the distance. Hermione and Ron shouted to those who stuck their heads out to see what was going on to go back to the box and hide. Hermione was still on each box door.

He cast a protective spell and then chased in the direction Harry ran.

After passing through several carriages, they finally reached the compartment closest to the place where the accident happened. However, the road was blocked by people, and the sounds of crying and screaming could not be heard. They looked very embarrassed. They squeezed through with difficulty, and used the link on the door of the carriage to

window, they finally saw what was going on.

A big hole was opened in the carriage on one side of the corridor by unknown magic. A dozen men in black cloaks were fighting fiercely with those from the Ministry of Magic. The carriage was filled with spells, beating everything to pieces.

It was so messed up that half of the roof of the car was even lifted off.

Harry anxiously wanted to join the fight, but he couldn't open the door of the box at all. An Aoluo was lying on the other side of the door, unable to push it open.

"Damn it!" He started to push the door wildly, pushing Ao Luo who fell to the ground, but he still couldn't open it.

Through the glass, the fighting situation inside was very intense, and it was obvious that the people from the Ministry of Magic were at a disadvantage.

At this moment, Harry suddenly saw Malfoy appearing in the opposite carriage, with Crabbe and Goyle behind him, staring at him coldly across the battlefield.

Suddenly, Malfoy raised his right hand, raised his head slightly, the wand slowly passed in front of his throat, and one corner of his mouth rose slightly, which was indescribably weird.

But Harry understood that Malfoy was saying:

"Potter, you are dead!"