Chapter 305

Almost everyone didn't sleep well the night Harry disappeared.

Kingsley went to Burns' house all night to ask about the situation, but he didn't come back all night; After much deliberation, the members of the order of the Phoenix who could not wait for Kingsley sent lupin, Mundungus and Tonks out to find Harry and inquire about the situation.

Until dawn the next day, when everyone dragged their tired bodies back to the headquarters, they found that Kingsley had returned.

"The burns family was attacked, and I met Death Eaters before I got there..." Kingsley said vaguely while munching on the bread. "I managed to break in and have a look. There was no one in the burns family, as if I had expected in advance..."

"What about that, Harry?"

Kingsley waved to Mrs. Weasley, who was preparing breakfast, to show her not to worry. He took up the milk and poured the bread in his mouth into his stomach.

"In this situation, no news is good news..." he said in a deep voice. "Whether Miss burns expected it or someone told her the news of the attack, in short, she should be fine now --"

"The last contact with Harry is Miss burns. Since Miss burns has been prepared, Harry should be fine now... Of course, this is only a guess at best, and our search will continue."

"That's the only way..." lupin nodded and then asked Mrs. Weasley, "where's McLean? Has he come out of his study?"

Mrs. Weasley stopped her work, turned and shook her head.

Before long, Mrs. Weasley and Lena had prepared enough breakfast together. They were going upstairs to wake up the children as usual, but they found that they had got up by themselves.

In other words, they slept for three or four hours at most.

Harry hasn't come back, and Marca has been hiding in her study. Everyone can't sleep at ease. Even if they know it, even if they are awake one by one, they can't help.

"Don't pestle at the door! Go wash and sit down for breakfast!"

Mrs. Weasley urged the children to do their personal hygiene in a hurry. Hermione sat uneasily at the table, but she just stirred the oatmeal with a spoon. She didn't seem to have any appetite.

"Marca's guy..." Ron sat beside him with a bored face and whispered, "what do you think he was doing in the study? Why did he block the door... And it was when Harry was gone!"

"He must have a reason to do that!" Hermione said with a sip of her mouth.

"But Harry --"

"Stop talking! Can't you be quiet?"

Seeing that Ron wanted to go on, Hermione angrily interrupted him.

Ron sighed. He picked up the box of oatmeal and poured some into his bowl. Then he picked up the milk pot and planned to pour it into the bowl.

"Hasn't there been any movement in the study?" lupin asked.

Fred and George shook their heads at the same time.

"We just went to see it again..." said Fred

"Just like yesterday, the spell on the door has not been lifted," George continued tacitly.

Then there was a silence. Everyone ate breakfast one after another. Only lupin and Kingsley exchanged views in a low voice from time to time. It seemed that they were discussing where to find someone for a while.

When everyone had almost filled their stomachs, Lupin, Kingsley and Tonks stood up again and planned to go on searching for Harry.

"You also need a rest. We can change people out..." Mrs. Weasley couldn't help saying.

"It's all right. Anyway, I have to go to work today. Go out and search before that, and it's not too late to change people at that time -" Kingsley waved his hand.

Just then, Lena suddenly said, "I'll guard at the door of the study."

"... No."

Before the words fell, a familiar voice came from the kitchen door, which made everyone immediately turn around and look at it.

"I've come down."

It was Marca, who was standing at the door, looked at the people calmly, and even smiled apologetically.

"... Kingsley, Lupin, Tonks, are you going to find Harry? No, Harry has been taken to Hogwarts by Ms. burns. He is safe now."

"You guy, why -"

Sirius was interrupted halfway through.

"Sorry, I know you're all in a hurry," Marca said. "This time it's my fault... I contacted Ms. burns. I wanted to tell you later. Who knows --"

At this point, he shook his head slightly and continued: "in short, you don't have to worry, everything here is OK as usual."

To tell the truth, everyone's first reaction was a sigh of relief at the moment when they saw Maka show up on the first day. Then, when Marca calmly said that Harry was all right, her heart hanging in the air finally fell to the ground.

But after that, all kinds of complaints came to my mind.

"Marca, what are you doing alone in the study for so long?" Hermione was the most upset of these people. "And you enchanted the door of the study... Why did you do that?"

Marca smiled and shook her head.

"I met Voldemort's ambush in the Ministry of magic..."

"You're hurt!" Hermione immediately screamed and ran to Marca. She looked flustered and pulled around him, looking for the nonexistent wound. "Where's the injury? Is it okay? Marca... Is it okay?"

Maka hurriedly stretched out her hand and stopped, "it's all right, I'm all right... Hey! Don't touch it below!"

Other people also reacted at this time. Although Maka said it easily, their hearts became heavy at the thought that Maka would stay in the study all night before coming out.

"Really all right?" lupin looked at him anxiously.

"It's all right, it's really all right!" Marca smiled while pressing Hermione's arm. "It can be seen from this sneak attack that Voldemort has been quite impatient... He always believed in the supremacy of power, but now he also began to use tricks..."

"Isn't that more difficult to deal with?" Kingsley frowned.

"It can be said that, but this is not necessarily a bad thing," Marca explained. "Once the hope of breaking the game is put on the strategy, it is bound to formulate a plan as perfect as possible... But there is no absolutely perfect plan in this world."

Speaking of this, Maka shrugged and said, "I've failed because of this before. Now I'm glad that the plan didn't go to the end..."

"In a word, if Voldemort still plans to solve all problems with violence as in the past, it will be very disadvantageous to the order of the Phoenix - the greatest possibility is to lose both sides!" he finally said. "Now, we just need to find a way to make an appropriate response to Voldemort's actions..."

"So, tonight, we need to call the main members of the order of the Phoenix. We need to re formulate our operational policy!"

……

Ms. burns... Or miss burns, she is a wide woman wizard with a square chin.

Her short gray hair is actually very similar to Mrs. Hodge, a flight Professor, but she always covers them with a hat.

She often wears a pair of spotless single glasses, and her clothes are always carefully arranged. She looks like a cold and noble upper class witch.

She has worked in the Ministry of magic for many years, and she has also ascended the post of director of the magic law enforcement department on her own ability, which is really not easy for a female wizard who has lost power in her family.

Incidentally, during the examination of Harry, Miss burns was sitting on the bench.

To tell you the truth, if you judge by first impression, it's hard for anyone to think she's on Dumbledore's side. Because she has always been unsmiling and merciless to people and things. She is a typical Slytherin.

Of course, in fact, not long ago, she was not a member of the order of the Phoenix.

But even so, her fate with the order of the Phoenix has been decided from the beginning.

The reason is simple: her brother Edgar burns was one of the founders of the order of the Phoenix, and Voldemort killed the whole family, including his brother.

Since then, the original powerful burns family has suddenly plummeted and become a poor family that is about to completely cut off its inheritance.

"Uh... Ms. burns, won't you stay?"

At the gate of Hogwarts castle, Harry stood by the gate and hesitated.

"I still have work to finish." Amelia was as cold as usual, but her tone was very soft.

"But... You're in danger now!" said Harry hurriedly. "Those attackers last night --"

"My work is more important than my own life," Amelia said calmly. "If I hide because of fear, doesn't it just leave Voldemort a chance? I have to be there, okay?"

"Oh, but -" although Harry still wanted to stop, he finally nodded. "Ms. burns, I thank you again for your help - please be careful!"

"Of course, I also thank you for your concern, son."

Amelia reached out and patted Harry on the shoulder, then turned decisively and walked towards the school gate.

"I don't know about Ron and them..." said Harry, but he thought of his experience at Burns' house yesterday, and his heart couldn't help but be more dignified.

Under the crazy attack of those death eaters, Harry deeply felt his weakness, but also increased his belief that he wanted to work hard again.

The warm wind brushed the lawn in front of Hogwarts castle and made a fine rustle, but it was as peaceful as ever.