"Oh ... is silly baby Potter?"

When Harry found Pippi in the library, he saw that he had removed the magic books from several bookshelves, and placed them in a throne in the middle of the open space. Elsewhere, more books were dumped everywhere, and it looked like a storm had just swept across.

Pippi himself, sitting on the back of the "throne" chair, looked a little downcast.

"Uh, Pippi? What's wrong with you? This is the first time I've seen you look like this listless man?"

To be honest, there are not many people who like Pippi in school-Fred and George are two. And that's precisely because Pippi's pranks are so annoyingly frequent and sometimes dangerous.

In Hogwarts, Pippi is the perfect combination of humor and malice. It represents an indestructible spirit of chaos. Born from the pressure of teachers and students of all ages, it exists with this magic school.

However, even if it seems to have unlimited energy and sees everyone trying to harass it, it obviously has weaknesses. One is that it fears Barlow, the ghostly blood of Slytherin; the other is that it is always in awe of Dumbledore.

Oh, OK! Nowadays, with the name of Maca, maybe he can also frighten it.

But now, Harry felt like he had found the real weakness of Pippi.

"Tired? Pippi?"

Pippi, sitting high on the top of the pile of books, glanced at Harry and said weakly:

"Perhaps! Because you see, even if I made the library like this, no one would be so annoyed by it ... This is a shame to Pippi!"

"Well, are you feeling a little lonely?" Harry looked at this messy library and shook his head quite helplessly. "If that's the case, why don't you go out with everyone ... ... well, study tour? "

"Lightly!" Pippi stretched lazily, yawning, "Pippi won't leave here ... Of course, there is no way to leave. Otherwise, you think Pippi Why don't ghosts go outside the school and tease more silly hats? "

At this point, it seemed to feel even more bored, and suddenly he picked up a magic book and smashed his bow to Harry's side.

"Don't run! Silly Potter, stand straight and let Pippi smash it! Hahahaha--"

Looking at Harry's appearance as he scrambled, Pippi laughed as if he had found some fun again. But after smashing Harry out of the library, he swooped down and sat back on the back of his "throne" chair, holding his chin and continuing to stay.

"Hey, just a potter ... it's boring."

"Oh, I thought that even a Pippi would not be so boring as long as there is a 'human-like' who can accompany him. But now it seems that Pippi cannot really be counted in it . "

That is, when Harry left the library bored and rubbed the back of a bag with a magic book while walking downstairs, he suddenly saw the one flying towards him from a distance in the window. Black shadow.

"Is anyone here again?" Harry hurried to the window, glanced at the edge of the window and looked into the air. "What's that ... oh, a carriage?"

Yes, it is at this moment that a carriage is coming from far and near. Pulling the cart were two robust pegasus, which were quite fast as they stretched their wings to glide in the wind.

As the carriage got closer, Harry saw a coat of arms on the black carriage—the black gold pattern, with the mysterious pattern of six-pointed star, goat horn, and wand, which he had never seen before. of.

Especially on the side of the wand standing upright, the narrow blue eyes were a thrilling illusion.

Although the carriage was currently gliding in the air and did not slow down early, it was undoubtedly a visitor to Hogwarts.

After all, there seems to be only Hogwarts Castle nearby.

Therefore, as soon as Harry saw someone coming, he quickly speeded up and hurried to the school gate.

A few minutes later, Harry walked up to the gate of the school and saw the moment when the carriage landed. Soon, two witches he didn't know at all got out of the car.

"How are you?" Harry said a little puzzled across the gate. "Sorry, it might be a bit rude to talk across the gate. But I believe the two also understand that the situation now makes us have to be more careful ... um, ask Who are you looking for? "

"Oh yes, we can understand." Only the other side nodded slightly outside the iron fence door. "So please let me introduce myself-I'm Norman Witt, and Charlotte's father , I think you should know my daughter? "

"Ah! Miss Wit's father?" Harry suddenly widened his eyes when he heard it, before he hurriedly said, "I'm sorry ... yes, of course, I know her. She has been a principal assistant since graduation. But ... sir, if you came to see her, I don't think she's in school now ... "

"No," Norman said, shaking his head immediately. "Although I really wanted to see Charlotte, this time, I didn't come for her."

Speaking of which, he paused, then continued:

"Actually, on behalf of our Wit family, I came to Mr. McLean to talk about something very important ... well, don't you know he's inside?"

"Looking for Maca?"

Harry shook his head immediately after hearing:

"No, he's not here, too, sir, if you have something to say to him, I might be able to tell him when he comes back?"

"Not?" Norman frowned slightly when he heard it, and seemed a little anxious, "Well, then I'll wait here ... Oh no, I think I'll go to him directly! This classmate, you know him Where are you going now? "

Just after finishing speaking, he suddenly laughed at himself, then shrugged:

"I'm a bit silly ... if he's not in London at this time, where else can he go? Classmate, sorry to bother you, I'll just--"

"Oh, please wait!"

Norman wanted to bid farewell to Harry, then turned back to the carriage. But before he finished speaking, Harry spoke to stop the other party and got closer to the door.

"Mr. Witt, what exactly happened in London?"

Due to the flickering nature of the previous Kingsley, Maca did not provide any relevant information in the message, so that Harry knew almost nothing about the outside situation.

Now it's hard to catch a big living man again, how can he hold back without asking?

But he didn't expect that the middle-aged witch, who claimed to be Charlotte's father, seemed to have less desire to elaborate on the situation in London than Kingsley.

"Well ... it's just a strange thick fog," Norman smiled reluctantly. "Of course, the fog is weird, and it's very dangerous. Classmate, your stay in Hogwarts is fine ... ... "

As he was talking, he seemed to think of something in the black market, and suddenly turned to:

"Oh, although you may be worried about your friends, remember not to pass anyway. Well, we have to go now!"

With that said, Norman rejoined the carriage with the old manager who had never spoken, and left with the whistling wind under the traction of Pegasus.

Harry looked at the hurried and hurried carriage and couldn't help standing there for a moment.

"Worried about a friend?"

Then Norman walked so fast that he couldn't keep asking. But as soon as he heard the word "friend," Harry immediately thought of Ron and Hermione, and then he immediately thought of his beloved Ginny.

"They ..." Harry thought for a moment, then quickly shook his head again. "No, they can't be in London. Haven't everyone already gone for that‘ tour study ’?”

...

The moment Harry had a little hesitation and anxiety about the whereabouts of Hermione and others, he didn't know that Hermione and the four of them had indeed encountered a lot of trouble.

In one of the streets of London's underground black market, Hermione and others who fled repeatedly were finally driven into a dead end by the wizards who were more familiar with the terrain.

Ron couldn't help shouting as he watched the male and female wizards step on their way,

"Who the **** are you? Why chase us?"

In fact, during the previous fierce flight, Hermione also found something wrong. Because they didn't know how many people got off the carriage at that time, but they were obviously fewer than the wizards who were now blocking them.

Looking at the nearly ten adult wizards approaching here, all four were holding their wands in their right hands, holding the slate tightly in their left hands, and putting on a stern posture.

In Ron's questioning, none of the other wizards spoke. They just looked at it coldly, and kept approaching without saying a word ~ ​​lightnovelpub.net ~ The wand pointed in the direction of the four of them.

It didn't take long for Hermione to know that they had nowhere to go because her back was already stuck to the cold wall at the end of the lane.

Obviously, they can no longer stand so deadlocked.

"Protection."

Suddenly, Hermione lowered her voice and said something to the three friends around her. And at that moment, the other three people who had already been mentally prepared immediately cooperated with her and raised the slate in the left hand to a fixed position.

This practice has been practiced many times. Although it is not the latest magic text combination researched by Hermione, it is better than it is.

The next moment, they saw the magic inscriptions on the four slate plates in their hands suddenly glowing blue, and an invisible magic barrier immediately supported them around the four.

Immediately, Hermione said again:

"attack!"