"Clencher, hurry up, tell me, your master..."
"My master went out with master Al, and he did not tell poor kretcher where they were going." Kretcher shook his head and didn't care much about Harry.
"But you know, don't you, kretcher, you..."
"Kretcher didn't know..." Kretcher was busy with his work, which surprised Harry. You know, normally, kretcher would never do this. All he had to do was clean the statue, since Sirius came back.
"Clencher, who are you talking to..." A clear female voice came down from the building.
"Hermione?" Harry's eyes lit up. By the way, kretcher said, Hermione is still here.
"Hermione Hermione... " Harry yelled, trying to pull Hermione down the stairs.
Fortunately, Hermione was also walking down in her home clothes and rubbing her wet hair with a towel.
"Who's there, kretcher Is it Fanlin that they are back? "
"It's Harry Potter..." Kretcher came back in a low voice. "Harry Potter contacted us with flyers."
"Harry?" Hermione's shrill voice rang out, but Harry felt more pleasant than ever.
"Harry, is that you?"
Hermione's face appeared before Harry in amazement, her pink robe and long, wet hair hanging over her shoulders.
"Oh, I'm glad to meet you, Harry. How's it going? What's the change in Hogwarts? And, you and Ron, and Ginny, you all..."
"Oh, wait a minute, Hermione..." Harry had a headache and said, "I'm ok, but some of them didn't do very well. Of course, Umbridge left Hogwarts, which was much better, but it's not the point. Hermione, I want to know Sirius and van Lin, the two of them..."
"They both went out yesterday." Said Hermione. "Dumbledore had something to look for them, so I stayed here. What's the matter, Harry?"
"They're not going to the Ministry of magic, are they?"
Hermione's heart leaped. Fanlin did not avoid her when they decided to lure Voldemort to the Ministry of magic with Harry, so she knew that there would be some changes in Harry's body recently, but
"Oh, I don't know..." Hermione didn't know how to answer, "they went to Dumbledore. In fact, I don't know where they are. They haven't come back for a long time. Now they are here... "
"Hey, listen, Hermione," Harry said solemnly. "Voldemort is torturing Sirius. I don't see any van Lin, but..."
"Are you sure what you see is real, not what Voldemort showed you?" Hermione couldn't help saying.
The girl was not sure whether it was Dumbledore's decision or Voldemort's initiative. When van Lin left, he made it clear that he was not going to carry out this matter, but now
"Oh, I don't know..." Being asked again and again, Harry was bored, but he couldn't help but stop to think.
It's so sudden, Sirius is attacked, this
"Hey, listen, Harry..." Hermione hesitated. "You have to make sure that what you see is true to make a decision."
"But what I saw, Sirius Voldemort They're in the Ministry of magic Mystery Department Sirius is being tortured by Voldemort... "
"But as far as I know, the Ministry of magic and the Department of mystery can't be dealt with by Sirius." Hermione said, "he's a wanted man, Harry. Be clear, the Ministry of magic's identification of wanted people is open, and no matter what channel it is, it has its own monitoring. The phantom movement is also restricted. Although it is not prohibited, it is a difficult thing in itself. Moreover, whether it is Mr. Weasley or Tonks, their identities are all the same Better than Sirius to deal with the Ministry of magic... "
"But Maybe they're at war This is not necessarily the case Harry hesitated and said, "what's more, Voldemort asked Sirius to get something..."
"Harry..." Hermione hesitated. "I don't recommend that you..."
"But, Hermione, if that's true, we'll watch Sirius die like this? And Dumbledore? " Harry asked.
"I don't know!" Hermione shook her head and hesitated, "but
"It's nothing, but Hermione, if it's true, there's no doubt Sirius is dead. I can't..."
"But what are you going to do?" Asked Hermione. "I contact..."
"To the Ministry of magic..." Harry said in a deep voice, "I'm going to save Sirius..."
"No way!" Hermione immediately refused, "this may just be a trap to lure you to Please, Harry, wait for me. I'll go to the other members of the order of the Phoenix. Anyway, stay at Hogwarts... "Harry didn't speak, but apparently
Just as Harry was about to say something, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his forehead; and he sucked a lot of ash, which was almost breathless, and he found himself pulled back into the fire until, with a rude gesture, he saw Professor taffel (member of the special investigation team, who took over from Umbridge's work as the dark arts) Professor of defense.) With a pale face, she pulled him as far out of the fire as she could with her hair, and now she pinched him hard behind him, as if she were about to tear his throat.
"You think." She whispered, twisting Harry's neck harder to keep him staring at the ceiling. "After two boggarts, I'm going to get another dirty thing, some little creature, into my office, and I don't know? After the last one came in, I was full of secret Charms near the door, you stupid boy, take his wand
Taffel yelled angrily at someone he couldn't see, and he felt a hand fumbled in the chest pocket of his robe and took his wand.
"So do they." Harry heard a scuffle at the door, and he knew Ginny had been taken away from her.
"I want to know why you're in my office," taffel said coldly, grabbing her hair and shaking it to keep him shaking.
In fact, compared with Umbridge, taffel is not a good talker, although he is not as excessive as Umbridge.
"I want to find my fire arrow!" Harry said hoarsely.
"Liar." she shook his head again. "Your fire arrow is strictly locked in the dungeon by headmaster Umbridge. You know it very well, Mr. porter. You put your head in the fire. Who are you contacting? "
"No one - Harry said, trying to get rid of her. He felt strands of hair clinging to his scalp.
"Lie!" Cried taffel. She threw him away from her and he hit the desk.
Now he could see Ginny strapped against the wall. Malfoy was leaning against the window sill and happily threw Harry's wand into the air to catch it. There was a commotion outside, and a few large Slytherin came in, holding Ron, Luna and - Harry confused - Neville, who was bound by Crabbe and suffocated by the impending danger. All four of them were gagged.
"All in." Warrington said, rudely pushing Ron into the room.
"That," he pointed his thick finger at Neville, "tried to stop me from catching her." he pointed to Luna, who was trying to kick and hold her big Slytherin girl, "so I brought him with me."
"Good, good." "Well, it looks like Hogwarts is going to be" Weasley's free zone "soon, isn't it
Malfoy had a loud, loud, flattering laugh. Taffel gave her a smile of satisfaction and fixed her in a cotton covered armchair, ignoring a toad lying on her flower bed among her captives.
"So, Potter," she said, "you put a lookout around my office and send this clown." She orders Ron - Malfoy laughs louder. "Tell me that Pippi was venting his anger and destroying the transfiguration class room, and I knew he was busy mucking up the school with ink, so Mr. filch, the eyepiece of the telescope, just told me."
"Obviously, your conversation with someone is important. Is that Albus Dumbledore? Or bloody, Hagrid? I suspect it was Mileva McGonagall, and I heard she was still too weak to blame anyone
Malfoy and his Slytherin members laughed even more. Harry found out that he was so angry and resentful that he was being shaken.
"I won't make any terms with you." He growled.
Taffel raised his eyebrows, as if amused, with a cruel smile on his cold face.
"Very well," she said in her most dangerous and hypocritical voice, "very well, Mr. porter. I gave you a chance to be honest. You refused. I have no choice but to put a little pressure on you. Draco bring Professor Snape
Malfoy put Harry's wand in his robe and left the room, but Harry hardly noticed. He already understood something; he didn't believe that he was so stupid that he forgot that he thought all the members of the order of the Phoenix and all the people who could help him save Sirius were gone - but he was wrong.
There is also a member of the order of the Phoenix at Hogwarts Snape. The office was quiet, except for Slytherin's efforts to keep Ron and others under control. As Ron tries to deal with the oppression of Wallington's ribs, blood drops from his lips fall on the office carpet, Ginny is still trying to kick the foot of the old girl who is holding her tightly with both hands; Neville's face is regularly purple under the traction of Clara's hand; however, Luna, powerless, stands beside the person holding her, looking out of the window bewildered, as if this Cut is so boring.
Harry looked at taffel. She was still staring at him.
Compared with Umbridge, this woman is much more reserved, but she is not too yielding, and even more cruel in some aspects. Harry does not understand why such a person will be recruited into the Ministry of magic, but he seems to understand the more disgusting face of Umbridge.Yes, even Umbridge, and Death Eaters like Malfoy can be at the top of the Ministry of magic
On hearing Malfoy's footsteps following Snape from the outside corridor into the room, he deliberately put on his face a calm and expressionless expression.
"You want to see me, taffel?" SPE said that he did not care about the students.
"Oh, Severus, it's been a long time," said taffel, rising to his feet and laughing with exaggeration.
"Long time no see?" Harry couldn't believe it and asked, "you and him..."
"Shut up, Potter!" Taffel said impolitely.
"You and I Tell me, taffel, what can I do for you
"Yes, I'd like another bottle of real emetic, as soon as possible, please."
"Headmaster Umbridge took my last bottle to interrogate Al," he said, examining taffel calmly through his greasy hair. "Your immediate superior, though he says the result is not good, you should know..."
"It's used up, but you can make some more, can't you?" Taffel said impolitely.
"Of course," snape said, his lips curled. "It's going to take the moon a big cycle to prepare, so I want you to wait about a month for that."
"A month?" "A month?" cried taffel? But I'll take it tonight, Snape! I have to know who Potter is using my stove to communicate with or with something unknown
"Really?" Snape said that for the first time, when he looked at Harry, he showed signs of no interest. "Well, that doesn't surprise me. Porter has never been in the habit of following school rules. "
His cold, dark eyes were now staring at Harry, and he was staring at him fearlessly, trying to remember the dream he had seen in his mind, hoping Snape would read his thoughts and understand what was happening.
"I will interrogate him!" Taffel repeated angrily, while Snape turned his eyes from Harry to her convulsive face. "I hope you'll provide him with something to tell the truth."
"I've told you." Snape said smoothly, "I don't have any more emetics in stock. I can't help you unless you want to poison Potter - and if you do, I'm sure I'll give my greatest sympathy. The only trouble is that the best poison attacks too fast to have more time to tell the truth
Snape looked back at Harry again, trying to communicate in a nonverbal way.
"Voldemort caught Sirius in the Department of mysteries," he thought desperately, "Voldemort has captured Sirius --"
"you are procrastinating!" Suddenly taffel said, Snape looked at her again, his eyebrows slightly raised. "You didn't help on purpose! Lucius always gives you the highest evaluation, I expected you to perform better! Now please get out of my office! "
Snape gave her a sarcastic bow and turned away. Harry knew that he had a last chance to let the members of the organization know what was going on and walked out of the room.
"He caught a cold!" Harry suddenly exclaimed, "he caught a cold in his hiding place!" Snape was opening taffel's doorknob with his hand and suddenly stopped.
"A cold?" Cried taffel, looking back and forth eagerly at Harry and Snape. "What is a cold? What's the meaning of this? Alone? Where is the hiding place? What does he mean, Snape
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