Chapter 191
Chapter 191
The slight sound of footsteps was barely audible, but the open wilderness could not hide the figure of the person coming.Looking up at the evening sky, Alastor Moody couldn't help clenching his wand tightly with his hand in his pocket, as if only in this way could he endure the tyrannical emotion in his heart.
Walton McNeil's face hidden under the hood made it difficult to see his expression, but Moody could tell that no matter what the expression was, it would definitely make him feel sick.
Unfortunately, he can't be killed yet.
The visitor obviously knew how the man nicknamed Mad-Eye viewed him, and with a malicious smile, he took off the hood on his head.
"Hey, can Potter get out of bed?" As the contact person, McNeil, who satirized the Minister of Magic, was not afraid of any dangerous moves by Moody.This group of hypocritical guys really kept their word at this time, and they are not allowed to attack the contact person before the negotiation... Anyway, he likes this rule quite a bit.
This question instantly annoyed Moody.
James' injury is like a warning, reminding him of his dereliction of duty all the time.
McNeil had heard about the origin of Mad-Eye's name, but as soon as he finished speaking, he faced the messy eyeballs, which still made him take a step back in fright.
Embarrassment instantly occupied McNeill's chest. If it wasn't for the remaining rationality that allowed him to know what he was here for today, maybe he would give this half-blind man a taste of Cruciatus.
If he couldn't do anything, it didn't mean he had to shut up.As a result, McNeil's distorted expression became even more malicious.
"Oh, I forgot that Mr. Potter is a person in charge, have you prepared a wheelchair for him?" After speaking, as if entertained by his own humor, McNeill laughed without hesitation.The hoarse and unpleasant sound spread in the wilderness, and several crows in the distance were startled, and their quacking calls brought a little vitality to the silent wilderness.
Moody looked at the self-directed and self-acted man in front of him with dead eyes.
hold on.he told himself so.
In a few more hours, this fool will be able to completely shut up his stinking mouth.
McNeill also noticed Moody's eyes and snorted indifferently.
It is uncertain who will kill the deer.
Neither McNeil nor Moody, who looked at each other in disgust, spoke any more, except for the occasional noise from some unknown animal, and only the ticking of the second hand of the pocket watch remained.
The winter night came casually in this silence, as if in just a few minutes, the wilderness was shrouded in night.
The pocket watches of the two moved to a point at the same time, they glanced at each other, and they both raised their wands.
In an instant, two fireworks, one red and one blue, exploded into brilliant colors in the pitch-black sky, making people unable to help but squint their eyes involuntarily while watching.
When the last trace of color disappeared into the night sky, the originally empty wilderness was already occupied by countless figures, and the wilderness was divided into two parts with clear barriers.
Behind Moody, a middle-aged black-haired man pulled down his hood and looked straight to the opposite side.Although his actions seemed calm, the anxiety in his eyes betrayed his emotions.
"Be safe and don't be impatient!" The white-haired old man behind the middle-aged man said softly when he saw his son's behavior.
The middle-aged man also realized his gaffe, took a deep breath, and turned his gaze to the young man standing in the middle of the opposite camp.
"Voldemort!"
When Riddle heard the deep male voice, the corner of his mouth curled up in a satisfied arc, "Good evening, Patriarch Qiang."
Hundreds of miles away, Draco looked at Crabbe and Goyle who fell unconscious on the ground, put their two magic wands into a special wand bag, and tied them tightly with a rope in a complicated mood. .
A few steps away, Harry and Ron tied the other two Death Eaters immobile.
"Where are you dragging it?" Ron asked worriedly, looking at the size of several people, and then at the smooth walls nearby.
The room was all over the place before, and at this moment, the weight of Goyle and Crabbe was enough to bother him.
Harry was also thinking about this question, looking around, he pointed to several armors not far away.
Ron let out a long sigh, and used the Levitation Charm to pull a few people towards the armor.It looked like he was busy.
At the same time, Harry and Drake also stood at the door of the principal's office.
"Do you want to try the previous password?" Only the prefects knew the password of the principal's office, so Harry looked at Drake eagerly.
Draco understood Harry's state of mind, but...
"What's the password?" Seeing Draco's subtle expression, Harry suddenly became curious.
"Scented tea and coffee twist..." whispered the password that was just changed this week, and Draco's face was slightly embarrassed.
... must have been changed by Dumbledore.
Harry thought silently, waiting for Draco to say the password aloud.
Seeing Harry's expression, Drake knew that the kid was unwilling to speak, so he could only reluctantly walk to the stone beast, and raised his voice and said, "Sweet tea and coffee!"
However, Shimen remained motionless.
Harry looked at Drake, who gave an innocent shrug back - saying the password had been changed.
Ron, who was sweating all over from work, also returned to the door of the principal's office. Looking at the two people looking at each other, he wiped the sweat from his palms, "What should we do now?"
After pondering for a while, Harry took out the map, and as soon as he opened it, he found that the group of people who had left before started walking back.There were a few Slytherin names missing, but apparently they'd gotten what they wanted, and a few names were moving fast.
"We don't have a password... hide first." Almost instantly, Harry made a decision, "As soon as the door opens, we will break in and we cannot let them succeed."
Whatever it is they want.
Maybe this decision was a bit reckless, but now that the situation was urgent, Harry couldn't care less.
Contacting the information he had received before, Harry's intuition told him that these Death Eaters must be stopped.
Ron and Draco had always followed Harry's lead in this regard, and they knew it was dangerous, but... that's the man, isn't it?Nothing gets their blood pumping like an adventure.
The door of the principal's office was no longer suitable for hiding, and the three immediately ran to the third floor.With the map in hand, they can control the movements of the Death Eaters very well, and they are not afraid of being unable to keep up with them.
The speed of both sides was very fast, and at the same time they had just hid, the names of a group of Death Eaters appeared in the corridor at the door of the principal's office.
Harry unconsciously held his breath.The number of opponents is several times that of theirs. I am afraid that this will be the most difficult battle he has faced in the years since he came to this world.
The sound of beating hearts filled the small room where they were hiding. A little sweat slid down Ron's forehead, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it off, for fear that the sound of rubbing clothes would reveal their existence.
Drake glanced at the two motionless, then turned his gaze back to the map in Harry's hand.It would be a lie to say that he was not nervous, but at this moment he was more excited about being able to prove himself.
he will prove...
Taking a deep look at Harry, Draco clenched his wand tightly.
This is his strength!
The actions of the Death Eaters went smoothly. From the map, it can be seen that they did not hesitate at the door of the principal's office.
"Go!" Seeing the name of the last Death Eater entering the principal's room, Harry immediately got up and greeted Ron and Drake.
This group of Death Eaters must never have imagined that there would still be people who would dare to resist them at such a time, as long as the surprise attack was successful...
"Look, someone disappeared!"
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