Drinking black tea calmly at Hogwarts

When the sun rose from the east, in Hogwarts Castle, Professor McGonagall, led by Nick, came to a remote corridor.

This corridor is not on the students' daily commute to and from get out of class, and very few students walk through it on weekdays.

Now this corridor seemed a bit lively, almost all the ghosts in Hogwarts gathered here, they were all pointing at a thing lying on the ground and the wall next to it, discussing something in a low voice.

The footsteps of "da da da" sounded, and the ghosts knew that there were living people coming, and they flew under the ceiling one after another, and began to enter the theater watching mode.

When Professor McGonagall left the dormitory to go to the cafeteria for breakfast, Nick, holding his head, found her and told her that a student had been attacked and was lying in a corridor.

At that time, Professor McGonagall was startled. She immediately thought that there were Death Eaters sneaking into Hogwarts to make trouble.But then she noticed that Nick wasn't acting nervous, the same way he'd reported the students fighting in the castle before.

When Professor McGonagall arrived, he saw Zhang lying motionless on the ground like a stone, with only two eyeballs moving all over his body.

And on the side wall, someone used a spell to write a line of shining words "Avengers, Harry Potter too"

Professor McGonagall looked at Zhang on the ground, then at the message on the wall, sighed and pinched the center of his brows, then turned and left under Zhang's desperate eyes.

Harry, who was bundled into rice dumplings by someone Zhang and brought back to Hogwarts last night, rushed into the Pig's Head bar in a hurry accompanied by Black.

When he pushed open the door and broke into the meeting room last night, he was staggered by the strong smell of tobacco in the room.

Harry had to take out his wand to get the smell of cigarettes out of the room before he went in.

Scrimgeour looked up, glanced at Harry with bloodshot eyes, and then lowered his head to continue reading the parchment in his hand.

Mr. Weasley sat decadently aside, with gauze tied on his head, and a large mass of his own coagulated blood on the gauze was shocking.

The twin brothers, who had never been quiet in the past, sat on the chair with their heads bowed in silence as if they were completely burned out.

And Ron was lying straight on the bed made of several chairs, whether he fell asleep or passed out.

Seeing the scene in front of them, Harry and Black's hearts suddenly became cold.

Black went to sit next to Mr. Weasley, and silently patted him on the shoulder.

At this time, Bill and a staff member of the Ministry of Magic came in with breakfast. When Bill saw Harry, he shook his head sadly.

The only thing that made Harry feel better was the wall clock of the Weasley family that was moved from the Burrow on the wall of the room. The pointer belonging to Mrs. Weasley still pointed to the position of "mortal danger" instead of representing human beings. After death the pointer falls off.

When Bill put breakfast on the table, Harry sat down beside him and asked, "Last night, Bill."

"It's all fake." Bill sighed and said in a low voice, "During last night's operation, we attacked nearly twenty Death Eater strongholds, and in fifteen of them, we found a death eater pretending to be his mother." Dead Apostles, but none of them are real. And our men were ambushed at all fifteen strongholds."

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After Bill finished speaking, he used a small plate to put two sandwiches from the plate on the table and handed them to Harry.Harry saw that his arm was also bandaged.

Harry took the sandwich, but he has no appetite to eat now, just staring at the sandwich in a daze.

Everyone in the conference room was just like him, and no one even glanced at the plates full of breakfast.

Scrimgeour took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and when he was about to light it, he saw an ashtray full of cigarette butts, shook his head, and put the cigarette back into the case.

He looked at the Weasley family around, and said to Mr. Weasley in a hoarse voice: "Arthur, you and the children go back to rest first, we will notify you as soon as we have news."

Mr. Weasley nodded, stood up and beckoned the children to go back to rest.

He understood that the failure last night was not that the Ministry of Magic was too incompetent, but that Voldemort was too cunning.

After hours of thinking, he roughly guessed Voldemort's plan.

This time, it was another trap set by Voldemort. He took this opportunity to find out the undercover of the Death Eaters, and at the same time set up an ambush circle to eliminate the rescuers.

It has to be said that Voldemort succeeded more than half of this operation.Due to the exposure of a large number of strongholds, some undercover agents who are not deeply hidden will inevitably be found out, and those undercover agents who are deeply hidden must not dare to act rashly in a short period of time.Meanwhile, last night's ambush had taken a huge toll on the Ministry of Magic and the Muggle Government.Except for Ron's team, because only giants can retreat from the enemy, the other teams suffered losses to some extent, and some teams even lost their personnel.

Such a result put a lot of pressure on Scrimgeour, and Mr. Weasley had never loosened his brow since he saw him early this morning.

He knew that it was useless to wait here any longer, and after waking up Ron, he took the children and left the meeting room, followed by Harry and Black with the breakfast that Bill had brought just now.

The Weasley twins had already rented a house in Hogsmeade to open a shop, and now the upstairs of the shop is the stronghold of the Weasley family.

In the restaurant, Blake put the sandwiches brought back from the Pig's Head Bar on the dining table, and Clemence Weasley poured everyone a large glass of steaming milk.

It's just that everyone still didn't have much appetite, and went back to the room after hastily eating something.

Harry didn't return to Hogwarts, but stayed with Ron in his room.

In the early morning of this morning, Ron cast several large-scale spells in a row, and the magic power on his body was overdrawn, which made him have a splitting headache, as if his body had been hollowed out.It's just that he just stayed in the Pig's Head Bar and didn't come back just now in order to get news of his mother as soon as possible.

Harry sat on a chair in the room, looking at Ron who fell asleep again, feeling equally uncomfortable.

A sense of powerlessness rose in his heart. Just now, when he left Hogsmeade with the joy of revenge, he promised his accomplice Ginny that he would bring back good news, but the cold reality threw him down. Basin of liquid nitrogen.

He was at a loss for what to do about the status quo, and even Grandpa Gandalf in his glasses had nothing to do.

At this moment there was a knock on the door downstairs, and then Harry heard Clemence's footsteps coming down the stairs.Soon, hearing the sound of footsteps, Clemence seemed to bring a few people up.