"Back!"

Hermione's rapid retreat and warning left everyone else who was about to keep up. Then, with the sound of a gurgling noise, the door of the Requirement Room was quickly closed by Hermione.

When everyone avoided the wall and returned to the corner, the door frame began to disappear slowly, and after a while, as usual, it would return to the original ordinary brick wall.

But at a certain moment when the door lintel had not completely disappeared, just listening to the sound of "嗤", a sharp silver blade shone through the door panel.

So, while Hermione and others were hesitant, the deformed door snapped at that moment.

"What ... what to do?" Neville, who was tall and tall, narrowed his neck and asked timidly, "This ... Harry ... is he all right?"

Before waiting for the other people to answer, they heard a gurgling sound, and the sharp blade of light that could be seen was taken back.

Hermione's breath became heavy.

"I think we should strictly follow every word of Maca ..." She pursed her lips and said, "He said that Harry must be left alone, and we shouldn't go in ... even open the door without permission. Will not work."

"Eh ... the key now is that we should ... do something?" Ron said nervously, "I remember Maca saying that Harry himself was not in danger, but that other living creatures around him would ... "

What he said was an answer to the unknown Neville. But to be honest, they are not quite sure what should be done now.

In these few seconds, probably everyone except Luna was thinking about a question repeatedly-why didn't the second sword that pierced the door still start?

No way, because everyone can't imagine what will happen next.

But after a few seconds of silence, the door was suddenly opened from the inside. With the focus of each sight, a head came out.

what's the situation?

Just a few short black hairs caught everyone's sight, and everyone drew in their imagination. It's a pity ... or should be said to be "fortunate", at least they did not see a pair of red pupils flashing with blood.

"Hmm? What's wrong ..."

When Harry reached out his upper body, he immediately noticed that everyone's eyes fell on himself.

He looked at everyone, and then turned his head to look at the hole in the door panel, and quickly frowned.

"Oh ... looks like, have I failed again?" He mumbled to himself, "but will my behavior inside affect the door? Maca guarantees that there will be no problem ... "

Everyone was relieved to hear Harry talking to himself. Hermione thought about it, but still took a few careful steps and moved closer to Harry.

"I accidentally opened the door ... Harry, you ... are you all right?"

Although Maca had said that Harry would not be in trouble, in this case, how could Hermione not worry?

"I'm fine," Harry said as he went out, regretfully. "I repeated waving in it countless times. Later, I finally felt the power of it ... except that I just seemed to fail again."

As he was talking, he paused for a moment and glanced down into his hands. There, the Gryffindor sword was carefully wrapped in linen cloth, without direct contact with him.

"That is really an incredible power, but unfortunately I only persisted for more than ten seconds ... I don't remember what happened afterwards."

Seeing the long sackcloth wrap, Hermione dared to walk to Harry's side and took the sword in the other's hand.

"It's a bit late today, but rest assured that you will be able to hold on longer tomorrow."

While placing the package upright in her schoolbag, she also comforted Harry by the way, but some worries quickly appeared in her eyes.

"But to be honest, I would rather you no longer pick up this sword ... maybe we can try more Runiwen combinations, it may consume more time and energy, and the effect will be ..."

"Hermione," Harry interrupted suddenly. "This is my choice-Maca is too hard. We have to share as much as possible. Isn't that what you said? Don't worry, since Professor Dumbledore gave me that book, which means that the professor also supports me to do this! "

He was talking, but couldn't help but look back at the flat little hole in the door, and it was obvious that the thought in his heart was not as fearless as it appeared on the surface.

"I just want to know, how did I wake up just now?"

The guilt stabbed in Luna's body that year did not completely disappear even after so long. The feeling of total loss of control, though without any intuitive memory, actually deepened his regret.

Fortunately, as the thought of protecting the friends around him gradually became stronger, the guilt was somewhat relieved.

"We don't know ..." Hermione turned and walked over to Luna's side, "I only heard you roar then, and then I hurriedly closed the door, and then the sword passed away shortly after. The door panel came out. "

Harry followed her when he saw her going there.

"Oh, I think this has to be said with Makati. Even if I haven't been able to control the Gryffindor sword for too long, as long as I can figure out how to wake up, it will be a great gain."

After they both left the door of the Requirement Room, the door continued to fade, and finally it was restored to the original wall safely.

It seems that the sword marks on the door will not make it lose its original magic effect.

But just as Ron and Neville got closer to Harry and wanted to ask him about the details inside, a familiar footstep suddenly passed from the other side of the corner of the corridor.

"Oh, it's Filch."

Too many times at Hogwarts in the evening, they have already become accustomed to Filch's unique procrastinating footsteps, so Ron spread his hands helplessly in a blink of an eye.

Hermione glanced out of the window subconsciously, remembering something that had been temporarily ignored due to Harry's accident.

"Probably Professor McGonagall sent him to come to us, but I didn't expect to come so fast ... Maka must have told the professor that we were here before leaving."

Sure enough, when Filch appeared hurriedly in front of them, there was no unexpected expression on his face.

"You are here indeed--" he waved wildly, "follow me, the principal wants you to pass."

...

City of London, near a section of the Thames.

"Mr. McLean, the minister ordered us to meet you on the black market, but ... what is the situation below and why are all the entrances closed?"

On the river bank, three Aurors gathered. Their leader is Kingsley, the newly appointed head of the Auror office and a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Only when he was outside, he and Maca would maintain a certain degree of distance between them and put the Order of the Phoenix into their hearts for the time being.

"The situation is a bit complicated," Maca said quickly. "It's urgent now, and I'll talk about it in a moment ... You've got a team of people to put them in place. The other two teams come over to get the door keys, and then go to rescue more people. come out--"

Around him at this time, in addition to the Auror, there were also some ordinary wizards, all of whom were acquaintances from the black market brought by Maca.

He is not a saint. At this time, the most important thing is to first ensure that people he knows are out of danger.

For example, his predecessors when he was in the Hedge Park Quidditch team, Kristin Cook and Charles Brown, who have been opening stores on the black market since graduation.

Oh! It seems that Christine must now be called "Mrs. Brown".

Not to mention these, next, more than twenty people rescued by Maca, under the direction of Auror, began a unified transfer to the Ministry of Magic.

The other two Aurors led by Kingsley stepped forward one by one and took some weird door keys from Maca.

This is what Maca did by the way when looking for someone. The mantra is very simple for him ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ After all, these Aurors are what he wrote to Scrimgeour, Now naturally I want to make better use of it.

In fact, some preparations like these preparations will inevitably have some loopholes, but they can be considered more thoughtful. You know, since he learned that the black market is about to be blocked from the inside, it is now less than 20 minutes.

However, ask, will Haierbo give him too much time to transfer the wizard in the black market?

The answer is obvious……

"Mr. McLean, the door key has no effect."

"So do we."

"Ah, it's the same here."

Just seeing Maca acting eagerly, these experienced Aurors knew that they should also speed up. So before Maca distributes the door keys, the people they receive will want to rush to the black market in groups of four or five.

But this time, they found that the door key was not successfully activated.

As Maca heard, her face changed slightly. After carefully sensing the door key in his hand, he shook his head suddenly.

"The space on the other side seems to be completely isolated from the outside, you ..." He looked at the remaining two Aurors and frowned, "Forget it, you go back to the Ministry of Magic and mobilize more people there Stand by. I'll go back to Hogwarts first. Mr. Scrimgeour should be there by now. "

If the space on both sides is really isolated by Haierbo in some way, Maca is not incapable of entering.

It is just that he needs more time to rectify the helper, because if he only depends on himself, then the efficiency will be a bit too low.

Before the words fell, Maca activated another door key and disappeared in the sight of Auror first.

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