The Strongest Badger at Hogwarts

Moody's expression suddenly became serious.

His intact eyes stared straight at Dumbledore and said:

"Dumbledore, are you really sure that a Horcrux is hidden in the Department of Mysteries?"

Hearing that Dumbledore took a deep breath and said:

"How should I tell you, Alastor. The source of this news is basically reliable, and the recent activities of the Death Eaters are indeed focused on the Ministry of Magic and the Department of Mysteries, so there is a high probability that this matter will It's true too."

"High probability? Basically reliable?" Moody frowned and repeated several of Dumbledore's words, "Dumbledore, I find that you are talking more and more like the one I met in the war. Auror commanders. Whenever we ask them about their strategic intentions and plans, their words are filled with such uncertain words.

Yes, I understand that intelligence is not something that can be 100% sure, and things like war do sometimes require a gamble.

But this does not mean that the lives of those of us on the front line will be taken by you to try and make mistakes!

So I'm asking you again now, are you sure that the Department of Mysteries contains a Horcrux? "

Hearing that Dumbledore remained silent, he just looked at Moody with complicated eyes.

But at this moment, Sirius suddenly pushed open the door and walked in.

He frowned and glared at Moody first, then said excitedly to Dumbledore:

"Go ahead, Dumbledore, let's infiltrate the Department of Mysteries! I'm not a coward like Moody, and I'm sure Remus isn't either! We'd love to try!"

Moody looked at Sirius with disdain.

He has seen too many recruits like this.

Even he himself was so passionate back then, and he never looked back.

But what did this get in exchange?

Betrayal and death!

You must know that during the Second Wizarding War, the death rate of recruits in the first war once reached a staggering 80%!

People like Sirius Black, in his opinion, were the first to die.

He sneered and looked at Dumbledore again, ready to see how Dumbledore would treat Sirius.

If Dumbledore, like the commanders before him, only used some high-sounding language to encourage fools like Sirius, then he would have to reconsider whether to continue to work with Dumbledore.

After all, although he is willing to sacrifice for ideals and social stability, in the final analysis, he is still a person who is very afraid of death.

Otherwise, he would not have been rumored to have delusions of persecution.

Under Moody's gaze, Dumbledore sighed slowly.

He didn't answer Sirius' question, but said to Moody very seriously:

"Alastor, unfortunately, I'm not 100% sure that the Horcrux is in the Department of Mysteries. But I never want you to go to trial and error. A plan to bring someone into the Department of Mysteries."

"why!?"

Before Moody could speak, Sirius suddenly roared angrily, "This is a godsend opportunity! We have tracked down the Death Eaters for so long, and now we have a chance, but you won't let us do it? Do you know? ? Ever since Voldemort took in Azkaban, the power in his hands has grown more and more! If we continue to sit still like this, then we..."

Sirius was at a loss for words.

He stood there biting his fingers, and kept making weird whimpering noises.

This made Dumbledore and Moody Qiqi bow their heads.

During this period of time, Sirius' mood was indeed unstable.

The large-scale prison break found in Azkaban gave him a lot of stimulation, which made him go crazy from time to time.

But Dumbledore and Moody are completely understandable.

This will happen to anyone who has been imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years.

So after waiting until Sirius' mood gradually stabilized, Dumbledore slowed down and said:

"Sirius, I know you are very anxious, but this operation is about the Department of Mysteries, we must take a long-term view."

"What's the deal?" retorted Sirius. "You think I don't know? The whole Ministry of Magic is in disarray now! I don't see any difficulty in sneaking in!"

Moody then shook his head and said:

"No, the Department of Mysteries is different. The water there is deeper than you can imagine. It's far from that simple. It's not just a research institute, but a special prison. The things that have been imprisoned in it even have the ability to destroy The power of the world!"

Sirius was surprised when he heard the words, obviously he didn't believe it.

He turned to look at Dumbledore, hoping to get a definite answer from Dumbledore.

However, at this moment, Dumbledore turned his head and looked out the window.

His eyes were long and deep, and his eyes were still trembling slightly, as if some terrible memories were evoked by Moody's words.

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Hogwarts.

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Link, Hermione and the others were anxiously watching Madam Pomfrey who was treating Harry on the hospital bed ahead.

Ron was so anxious that he stuffed his hands into his mouth.

To be honest, he really wanted to go up and ask about Harry again.

However, in the past ten minutes, he had asked this question more than twenty times, which caused Madam Pomfrey to directly get angry at him.

It was precisely because of this that he had no choice but to wait like this.

After another fifteen minutes passed, Madam Pomfrey finally took off her gloves, stood up and let out a long sigh.

"Madame Pomfrey! How's Harry?"

After all, Ron couldn't hold back, and immediately yelled out along with Hermione.

Fortunately, he yelled with Hermione this time, so Madam Pomfrey just gave him a glare and didn't make any accusations.

"It's still the same. With the current level of medical treatment, I can only be sure that this should be a trauma to the soul, but there is no way to heal it." Madam Pomfrey sighed, then looked at Link and said, "How did you find this wound?" A good place to plant it? The medical equipment and environment here can be compared to the professional operating room of St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Sickness. The only problem is that the equipment is relatively old, and some new medical equipment is not available here."

Link raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, and soon understood.

Madam Pomfrey must have never discovered the Room of Requirement when she was studying at Hogwarts.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be so surprised by the shape of the treatment room in the Room of Requirement.

"This is the Room of Response. You should have heard of it. It can provide rooms with different uses according to the wishes of the users." Link explained with a smile, "But because the spells and instruments that build this place are Hogwarts It was built at the beginning of its establishment, so although the Big Four have used the most advanced technology at that time, it seems that the equipment is still quite backward.

But this is not a big problem.

In the future, I will selectively purchase some new medical equipment as a supplement.

Next time, if you encounter a student who is too late to be sent to St. Mungo's Magic Injury Hospital for treatment, just push it here for treatment. "

"It would be best if it could be done like this."

Madam Pomfrey smiled and nodded.

She was really happy for Link.

That pitiful little guy who was bullied by his classmates every day has now grown into a towering tree.

The most commendable thing is that his big tree is not a robber who blindly robs the earth of nutrients, but is willing to use its huge canopy to shade the people on the ground, or use its fallen leaves to give back to the earth.

This is a rather noble quality!

"Hey! I said, can you pay attention to the occasion? Harry is still fainting!"

Hermione said with some dissatisfaction.

She has endured it for a long time.

Originally, I thought that Link and Madam Pomfrey would soon turn the topic to Harry, but I didn't expect that the two would go further and further on how to improve the medical equipment in the Response Room.

But Madam Pomfrey shook her head when she heard that:

"There's nothing to worry about, and you should all be very clear that this is an old problem. I've given him medicine, and according to the efficacy of the medicine and past experience, he should be able to..."

Madam Pomfrey hadn't finished speaking when there was a faint groan from Harry on the hospital bed.

The anger in Hermione's eyes staring at Madam Pomfrey disappeared immediately, replaced by incredulity.

She rushed to Harry's bedside with Ron, and asked Harry concerned.

Ron even reached out and touched Harry's face and body, as if he was afraid that Harry would suffer some trauma and deliberately kept silent.

After this operation, the painful mask on Harry's face became more and more secure.

Link shook his head amusedly when he saw this, stepped forward and pulled Hermione and Ron away, and then took out a bottle of potion and poured it into Harry.

This potion was specially developed by Snape for him. In the first few years, he had been relying on this potion to suppress the strange power in his blood.

But at the same time, this potion actually has a part of the effect of soothing the soul, so it can be regarded as the right medicine for Harry.

After downing the whole tube of potion, the pained expression on Harry's face immediately eased.

At this time, Arkham, who had recovered from the semi-hibernation state, also poked his head out of Link's cuff, and kept spitting snake letters at Harry to express his concern.

To be honest, Harry was the only Parseltongue who could communicate with him in the entire Hogwarts. Although Arkham didn't like him very much, he would still feel a little disappointed if Harry really disappeared.

Parseltongue is actually a rather crude language.

It does not have a specific and fixed text and pronunciation, and it transmits information entirely through emotions, sounds, and pheromones.

Therefore, Harry also naturally sensed Arkham's concern for him.

He smiled and stretched out his hand to touch Arkham, but Arkham hid him.

Seeing this, he was not annoyed, but said in Parseltongue:

"Hisss!~" (Thank you, I'm fine, I won't die.)

Hearing that Arkham nodded with a very human face, he got back into Link's sleeve directly.

And as Arkham disappeared, the expression on Harry's face gradually became serious.

He turned to look at Link who was smiling, took a deep breath and said:

"Link, I dreamed of Voldemort again!"

As soon as this remark came out, both Hermione and Ron exclaimed.

But Link nodded calmly as if he had already guessed it, motioning for Harry to continue.

Harry's throat twitched twice, and he said tremblingly:

"I had a long, long dream.

In my dream I saw the Department of Mysteries again!

But unlike before, this time those guys...those Death Eaters, they've entered the Department of Mysteries!

To be precise, he entered a room full of crystal balls!

I also saw Dumbledore, Sirius, Mr. Weasley there...

They were constantly rummaging for something, but Voldemort and his henchmen were secretly watching them with malicious eyes!

In the dream, I yelled desperately, trying to remind Dumbledore to run!

It's just that it's too late!

Voldemort led the Death Eaters to attack Dumbledore!

Dumbledore also started to fight back.

It's just that there are too many Death Eaters! Dumbledore and Sirius couldn't stop them at all!

Finally... finally Sirius fell! Mr Weasley too..."

Harry's expression was pained.

Equally painful was Ron.

He rushed up almost immediately, anxiously shaking Harry's body and asking about his father's situation.

But Harry couldn't say anything.

He just pulled his hair so hard that his whole face began to deform and twist.

Link had to give him another tube of special tranquilizer, but Harry grabbed Link's arm and begged:

"Link, I know there's something wrong with my brain, enough for Voldemort to send the wrong message.

But this time, this time is completely different from the previous dreams!

It's so real!

I can guarantee it must be true!

We have to do something Link, Dumbledore and the others are in danger! "

As soon as this remark came out, Ron, who was in a state of hesitation, seemed to react.

He rushed over and grabbed Link's thigh desperately, as if grabbing the last straw and said:

"Link, please! Help them!"

Link stretched out his hand and lightly tapped Ron, and Ron immediately shrugged his arms that were holding him tightly.

But that didn't stop Ron from looking at him with pitiful eyes like a puppy.

Later, even Hermione came to intercede.

This made Link speechless.

He took a deep breath and said:

"Hurry up and stop, I didn't say no to help!

But now we can't rule out the possibility that the enemy deliberately set a trap for us.

So now, you guys should first find a way to contact Mr. Weasley and Sirius Black and ask about their situation.

On my side, I will hold a committee meeting immediately, and ask Percy about the situation of the Ministry of Magic. How about it? "

Hearing this, Ron and Harry, you look at me, I look at you, and finally calmed down.

Seeing the three of them leave the Room of Response in a hurry under Madam Pomfrey's leadership, Link's eyes gradually became serious.