Study Days at Hogwarts

"How is it going?"

As soon as Kingsley returned to the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, he was greeted by a flurry of inquiries.

Everyone was paying close attention to the situation of the group of foreign Aurors. Even Fred and George, who had just learned the news, hurried over to try to get first-hand information.

"The situation is very bad. They originally planned to retreat after dawn, but they were attacked by mysterious people on the eve of dawn. In the end, only a quarter of the Aurors who managed to escape by hiding in the shelter were left." Kingsley couldn't help but smile bitterly. After this incident, he finally understood that Albert always made them race against time.

Sometimes, it only takes a few minutes.

If they left directly, they would definitely not be blocked by Voldemort.

"It's pretty good, at least the group hasn't been wiped out. Even if we encounter them, the situation won't be much better." George admired those Aurors, who were able to escape a lot in that situation.

"Those Aurors are really powerful, but it's a pity. I originally thought they would help us kill a group of Death Eaters, but I didn't expect that they were killed by the mysterious man first." Fred curled his lips, a little disappointed. .

"Hopefully they can learn from this."

They actually knew very well how desperate it was to be caught off guard by the enemy, especially when the enemy was Voldemort.

Albert is the best case. He can always lead everyone to defeat the Death Eaters because they have prepared in advance and directly stunned the enemy.

Are Death Eaters really that weak?

Not always.

Even if there is a gap between the two sides, it is not that big as imagined.

The Weasley twins knew this.

"I guess there will be no future."

"No one expected the mysterious man to react so quickly!" Moody frowned and said, "Those guys are starting to imitate us."

If it were in the past, Voldemort would definitely not have taken immediate action as soon as he returned to England, and would have chosen to do something before dawn. He was probably led astray by Albert.

However, it is useless to say this now.

"Is the food ready? I think they need something to eat and take a break. They all suffered disaster for helping us anyway." Kingsley looked around as if he was looking for something.

"As for the food, Molly is preparing it." Arthur looked towards the kitchen, "I think it will take another hour."

"If you're in a hurry, can you get some food from Muggles?" Hermione suggested.

"That's not necessary. We don't have many pounds stored." Kingsley shook his head and refused, "Let them take a breath first."

"Do you think the International Federation of Wizards will confront...the mysterious man because of this matter?" Harry suddenly asked, "After all, this time they inexplicably killed a group of elite Aurors."

"It's hard to say. The people from the International Federation of Wizards are not willing to interfere in the situation in the UK. This loss is likely to hurt them. Moreover, with the mysterious person here, the disadvantage in strength may make them retreat." Kingsley is not optimistic either, although he also hopes that the International Federation of Wizards can confront Voldemort.

He even suspected that this was Albert's real intention, but the result might not be optimistic. After all, it is normal to stop losses in time.

The situation was almost the same as Kingsley's guess. When he brought food to comfort these unfortunate Aurors, he found that the wizards who had not yet recovered were still frightened, and some of them actually started to mutter curses. The International Federation of Wizards and their own Minister of Magic were even hostile to Kingsley, who brought them food.

no way.

The tragic experience just now made them suspect that they were sent to die.

Naturally, we need a channel to vent our inner fears.

"Don't be surprised, they were just scared out of their wits." Conrad ate the fried cheese sticks sent by Kingsley. His depressed mood seemed to be relieved a little, and he couldn't help laughing at himself, "Are you really embarrassed?"

"The mysterious man is really scary. No one in the UK even dares to say his name." Kingsley really didn't expect these people to be so fragile. In other words, they actually had the nerve to laugh at the British Aurors as a bunch of trash. As a result, they You are also a bunch of trash!

"By the way, have you placed any personnel among the Death Eaters?"

Conrad asked about another thing. He always felt that the Order of the Phoenix was not that simple. If they had followed Kingsley's suggestion and even retreated, they would have been able to evacuate Britain before the enemy arrived, but they did not listen to Kingsley's suggestion. , and ended up suffering a big loss.

"No." Kingsley shook his head and explained. "We are able to predict so accurately thanks to Mr. Anderson."

"Anderson?"

"I seem to have heard this name somewhere." A famous French Auror murmured.

"He is the greatest wizard in recent years. He has won many championship titles. He is also a very powerful master of prophecy. It was he who informed us about the mysterious man's return to England." Kingsley pulled Albert out. , just hope that his name can have some influence.

"Anderson? Master of prophecy? Never heard of it."

After all, they don't pay special attention to things that have nothing to do with them, so it's normal that they really don't understand.

"So, that Anderson predicted our failure?"

Conrad's face became ugly. Perhaps the so-called master of prophecy did not predict the time when Voldemort would return to England, but glimpsed their failure.

"I don't know, but it's very possible."

Kingsley noticed the other party's ugly expression and lowered his voice to remind: "However, you can't blame him for this kind of thing, because sometimes even if I tell you, you may not believe it. This is the prophecy. It is said that he will He predicted the resurrection of the mysterious man years ago, but no one wants to believe it, so now Anderson will only give us indirect reminders. Whether we listen or not has nothing to do with him. "

Conrad opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.

Because if that were the case, he wouldn't believe the prophecy, let alone a guy who appeared out of nowhere.

"I'm actually curious, how do you continue to fight against those guys?" Conrad asked curiously. Even they were defeated so miserably. He didn't believe that the Order of the Phoenix, a private organization, could fight against Voldemort for so long. They even performed quite effortlessly. If it were them, Conrad would simply not be able to imagine it.

"We were alerted by Mr. Anderson," Kingsley explained.

"Shortly after Dumbledore's death, we began to prepare in advance to survive the threat of You-Know-Who."

"How did he convince you?"

Conrad was even more curious, knowing full well that persuasion was never easy.

"Because he predicted Dumbledore's death."

Speaking of this matter, Kingsley's expression was particularly complicated, "If Dumbledore is willing to believe his prophecy, he may not necessarily die."

He murmured: "Sometimes I receive too many impressive lessons, so I naturally believe them."

"Hearing what you said, I really want to see Mr. Anderson now."

"I'm afraid it's difficult. Mr. Anderson is already hiding." Kingsley glanced at Conrad, shook his head and explained, "Because the mysterious man has always wanted to get rid of him, and I'm afraid no one can find him at the moment."