My Wife's Name is Luna at Hogwarts

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Screams were heard from everywhere in the darkness. It was dark everywhere, but explosions and fires appeared every once in a while.

Then, without any warning, one voice after another broke the silence. It was a solemn mantra.

"The bones reappear!"

Then, in the darkness, a series of miserable green lights suddenly appeared one after another. These green lights gathered together to form a huge skeleton, composed of countless green star-like things. A large python emerged from the skull's mouth. It came out like a tongue.

Just in front of people's sight, the skeleton rose higher and higher, glowing dazzlingly in a cloud of green smoke. Against the dark night sky, it looked like a new constellation. It illuminated like a terrifying neon sign. the whole forest.

"Let's go! Rhine, hurry up!" Hermione grabbed Rhine's collar and dragged him back.

Rhine patted his back gently, "Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Then he raised his hand and threw out a sacred nova. The gathered holy white light illuminated the entire night sky at once, defeating and purifying the skull, and transformed it. Countless white star points were scattered and fell from the sky, relieving the pain and restoring the injured person's condition.

"What's going on?" Harry was surprised to see Hermione's face turned pale and she looked extremely frightened.

"Have you forgotten? This is the Dark Mark, Harry!" Hermione groaned, "It's the symbol of You-Know-Who! Voldemort is coming! Rhine, let's go! This is not Hogwarts, Dumbledore is not here here."

Klein smiled at her and shook his head, "Voldemort didn't come, they were just rats in the ditch." But he didn't take action to deal with those Death Eaters. Last night, he finally convinced Tom to do this. If Hui went to cause trouble for him again, it would be hard to say what the next plan would be, so he just scattered the Dark Mark to show his stance, and let Hermione pull him and hide deep in the woods with Luna.

Harry turned around and pulled Ron along and followed him.

Several people began to cross the open space, but after they took a few steps in a panic, they heard a series of popping sounds, and twenty wizards descended from the sky and surrounded them.

These wizards all took out their wands, and each wand was pointed at several of them. Harry didn't think about it, but quickly shouted, "Hide!" He grabbed several of them and dragged them to the ground. .

"Dark...!" Twenty voices roared at the same time, and then a series of dazzling flashes rose from the tips of their staffs. Harry felt his hair swaying, as if a strong wind was blowing across the open space. At this moment, he saw streaks of burning red light rising from his side. It was Rhine!

The red lights collided with each other above their heads, causing the flash to be bounced into the darkness. Klein looked at them coldly, "Auror? You saw clearly that you are taking action and attacking civilians for no reason. If I have the same eyesight as you do, Okay, I’ll kill you as Death Eaters, where can you go to reason with me?”

The Aurors looked at Rhine in obvious horror, "Field? Epic wizard?" One of the leaders said respectfully, "Sorry! Your Excellency, we noticed that there was a high-magic energy reaction here just now, and we thought it was a Death Eater... …”

After Klein nodded casually, they said no more and disappeared with a few apparations.

After the Aurors left, Harry asked in a panic, "What's going on?"

"That's the symbol of the mysterious man. Whenever it appears, it means the Death Eaters are coming. I read about it in "The Rise and Fall of Dark Arts." Hermione said.

Ron said softly, "Oh my god...it's like seeing the mysterious man again."

"I don't understand!" Harry frowned.

"Every time the mysterious man and his followers kill someone, they display the Dark Mark in the air. I think the Aurors just now have fought against them," Hermione said.

Harry sighed, "So this means that Voldemort is really back? God, he is so powerful. Rhine has obviously killed him twice. How did he do it again and again? resurrection……"

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The battle ended quickly, because the Death Eaters were not willing to fight, and used Apparition to escape after causing chaos. Mr. Weasley came to find them, and everyone returned to the tent and crawled back to the bunk bed, but they couldn't sleep.

After only a few hours of sleep, Mr. Weasley woke them up, used magic to pack the tent into his backpack, and they left the camp as quickly as possible.

As they approached the place where the portkeys were kept, they heard many people clamoring eagerly. As they walked a little further, they found that a large number of wizards had surrounded Basil, the portkey keeper, and they were all clamoring to leave the camp as soon as possible. .

Mr. Weasley and Basil discussed it in a few words, and then everyone stood in the queue. Finally, before the sun rose, they received an old tire and could rely on it to return home.

In the dim light of dawn, they crossed the hill and walked along the wet path towards the burrow. They said little along the way because they were all so tired and only wanted to go home quickly for breakfast.

They turned a corner, and the Burrow emerged, and a cry came from ahead, "Oh, thank God, thank God!"

Mrs. Weasley, who had evidently been waiting for them in the front yard, ran towards them, still wearing the slippers she had worn in the bedroom.

Her face was pale and she looked nervous, holding a rolled-up copy of the Daily Prophet in her hand, "Arthur, I'm so worried, so worried!

She hugged Mr. Weasley's neck, and the "Daily Prophet" slipped from her weak hands to the ground. The title was "Horrifying Scenes at the Quidditch World Cup", and it also had the Dark Mark hanging on the treetops. Flash black and white photo.

"You are all fine!" Mrs. Weasley muttered in shock, letting go of Mr. Weasley and looking at them one by one with a pair of red eyes, "You are all alive...oh, my son!"

To everyone's surprise, she grabbed Fred and George and slammed them down so hard that the twins' heads banged together.

"Ouch! Mom! You're going to strangle us!"

"I yelled at you before you left!" Mrs. Weasley said, unable to help crying, "I've been thinking about this! If the mysterious man captures you, and the last words I say to you , it’s actually your OWL exam results that are not satisfactory? Oh my God!”

"Okay, okay, Molly, we are all safe." Mr. Weasley comforted her, and then led everyone towards the house.

They all squeezed into the small kitchen, and Hermione made everyone a cup of strong tea. Then, she took the newspaper she had just picked up and browsed through it before sneering twice, "It's really interesting."

Harry hurriedly grabbed the newspaper and read, "The Ministry of Magic is panicking, the criminals have not been caught, and the dark wizards are at large, bringing shame to the country... Who wrote this? I feel like last night was not that bad? Aurors It came quickly, the Death Eaters didn't cause much damage."

"But the impact is very bad, kid! And this reporter named Rita is specifically against the Ministry of Magic!" Mr. Weasley said angrily. "She said last week that we should go all out to eliminate vampires, but instead Being picky about the prohibition of Muggle products..."

"Okay!" Mrs. Weasley said worriedly, "That's not important anymore, don't talk about it anymore."

"Oh! Look, I was mentioned." When Mr. Weasley read the end of the "Daily Prophet" article, his eyes suddenly widened behind his glasses.

"Where?" Mrs. Weasley took a sip of her whiskey tea and asked, coughing and gasping, "If I had seen you just now, I would have known you were still alive!"

"No names were named!" said Mr. Weasley. "Listen to this, those wizards were panicking and waiting for news with bated breath by the woods, hoping to receive comfort from the Ministry of Magic. Unfortunately, they were disappointed.

Shortly after the Dark Mark appeared, a Ministry of Magic official appeared and declared that the Death Eaters had been eliminated, but refused to reveal more.

Whether his words are worthy of belief remains to be seen. "

"Oh, my God!" Mr. Weissley said angrily, handing the newspaper to Percy, "So, the Death Eaters haven't been caught yet?"

"Of course not, Molly, it's just to appease people's minds!" Mr. Weasley sighed deeply, "There are still many things to do, I think I have to go to the office."

"I'll go with you, Dad!" Percy volunteered, "Minister Fudge will definitely need everyone to get to their places, and I can also write a report and hand it to him personally."

After saying that, he rushed out of the kitchen and apparated away. Mrs. Weasley did not stop him and looked very sad, "Arthur, it stands to reason that you are on vacation! And this matter has nothing to do with your office. , they can handle it without you, right? Can you not go? The Death Eaters haven't been caught yet, and it's very dangerous outside now."

"I have to go, Molly!" said Mr. Weasley. "If the Ministry of Magic fails again at this time, there will only be more chaos outside. I will change into my robes and leave."

After Mr. and Mrs. Weasley left, Harry gave Rhine, Hermione, Ron and others a meaningful look and said, "Ron, can we go to your room."

"Okay, of course." Ron replied without hesitation.

Luna said goodbye to Klein temporarily. She was going back to report to her father that she was safe. Xenophilius must also be worried.

So the remaining Rhine people followed Harry and filed out of the kitchen and walked upstairs.

"What's going on, Harry?" Hermione asked as soon as they entered the attic room and closed the door.

"There's something I didn't tell you," Harry said. "When I woke up last night, my scar hurt again."

The reactions of several people were almost exactly what Harry had imagined. Hermione took a breath and immediately began to make various suggestions, listing a lot of reference book titles and a lot of people's names. Thinking of Dumbledore, to Madam Pomfrey, the school nurse at Hogwarts.

Ron just looked stunned. "But he wasn't there, was he? That mysterious man? I mean - the last time your scar hurt, you were with him at Hogwarts, right? You can't. Voldemort was there last night. In fact, it’s at my house, right? This is too scary!”

"I know he's definitely not here." Harry said, "But I saw him in my dream. He was with a mysterious man. I can't remember the whole situation in the dream. I only remember that they were conspiring. What to do."

"It's just a dream," Ron encouraged him to cheer up, "Just a nightmare?"

A strange look flashed in Klein's eyes, and he patted his shoulder, "Harry, do you really not remember the contents of the dream at all?"

Hermione glared at him, "That was just a dream, Rhine, why are you asking about this? I don't think Harry wants to remember it again."

"Yeah, it's a dream!" Harry said, turning to look at the brightening sky outside the window, "But it's weird, isn't it? My scar hurts, and then the Death Eaters marched, Voldemort's symbol Just appeared in the sky again, remember what Professor Trelawney said?" Harry continued, "At the end of last term?"

The horrified look on Hermione's face disappeared and she let out a short scoff. "Oh, Harry, you don't take what that old liar said to heart, do you?"

"You weren't there!" Harry said. "You didn't hear what she said. This time is different. Let me tell you, she was in a trance - a real trance."

She said that the Dark Lord would come back again, stronger and more terrifying than before. He could do this because his friend had returned to him, a friend who was as terrifying as him. "

No one said anything for a moment, and Ron fiddled absentmindedly with a hole in his Chudley Cannon sheet.

"Stop talking." Hermione's voice was full of exhaustion. "Too much has happened. We all need to go to bed."

Hermione left the room, muttering something,

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Over the next week, Mr. Weasley and Percy were rarely at home.Every morning, before the rest of the family got up, the two of them left the house and didn't come back until long after dinner.

"What a mess!" Percy told them in a serious tone. "I've been putting out fires for a whole week. People kept sending howler letters, and of course, if you didn't open the howler letter right away, it would It would explode. There were scorch marks all over my desk, and my best quill was reduced to a pile of cinders.”

"Why do they have to send howler letters?" asked Ginny, who was sitting on the rug in front of the fire in the living room, patching up her copy of "Growing Magic Herbs and Mushrooms" with clear magic tape.

"Complaining about security issues at the World Cup," Percy said. "They wanted compensation for their damaged property. Mundungus Forge filed a claim for a tent with twelve bedrooms and a jacuzzi, but I Find out his true identity."

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