Chapter 504 502. Then let's go!
Hearing Harry read the headline of the Daily Prophet, Ron, who had already killed Seamus on the chessboard, raised his head in surprise.
"Have they not given up yet? Everyone is convinced that the Dark Lord is dead, and he hasn't been seen again for 16 years since that night."
Harry put away the newspaper, he continued to caress the brand-new wand in his hand with satisfied and appreciative eyes, and replied at the same time.
"But isn't there a few times a year? Those former followers of the Dark Lord will claim that their master has returned from time to time, only to find out that it was just a farce every time."
Ron recalled carefully.
"Let me think about it. Professor Quirrell, who came back from a trip in the first grade, was discovered by the Ministry of Magic that he had sneaked into the Ministry of Magic and used the Imperius Curse on employees of a mysterious department. We helped the Aurors catch him After getting up, he actually said that he was instructed by the Dark Lord. But in fact, he was lying when he was detected by the Ministry of Magic, and he became greedy and wanted to make a fortune."
"In the second grade, we caught the Malfoy family hiding dark magic contraband. As a result, before we were going to hand in the diary, he bewitched me. Fortunately, you finally defeated the basilisk in the Chamber of Secrets. Let us destroy it successfully. Well, that diary also claims to be the Dark Lord himself, in his youth."
"Then it was about Sirius in the third grade. We were shocked at the time, but we finally found out the truth, but it was a pity that Wormtail escaped. When he finally escaped, he was still claiming that the Dark Lord was not dead at all. , they will definitely come back again.”
"The last was in the fourth grade last year. Little Barty pretended to be the new defense professor. He wanted to catch you through the Triwizard Tournament, and then learned the truth about the disappearance of the Dark Lord from here. In the end, he and you Cedric teamed up and defeated him. Before he was captured by the Ministry of Magic, he was still clamoring that he knew that his master was not dead at all, and that he would come back sooner or later."
Speaking of this, Ron spread his hands.
"Every time someone says that the Dark Lord is not dead, he will come back sooner or later, but if the Dark Lord is really not dead, why hasn't he shown up until now, so this is actually just scaremongering, these People are still immersed in the dream of the past, even they themselves have been deceived by themselves."
Harry said thoughtfully.
"But it seems that many people still believe what they say, and think that the Dark Lord is really not dead."
"Those people just want to deprive you of your status as a hero!" Ron said confidently, "Think about that idiot Malfoy, he is like this, I guess those remarks in the wizarding world that the Dark Lord is not dead It was their family who spread the word. But no matter what they say, there is no way to change the fact that you are a hero, Harry, it was you who saved the wizarding world back then, and your medal is still there!"
Harry stroked the hair on his forehead in dissatisfaction. He knew what the medal Ron was talking about meant.
"Don't put such a high hat on my head, I know that my hero has never been me."
After he finished speaking, he got up and walked towards the bedroom. Seeing his leaving back, Ron and Seamus looked at each other and shrugged together. They didn't know why Harry was angry. They were called heroes by whom, and they jumped up and down hundreds of times for joy.
The peaceful Hogwarts castle entered the curfew time accompanied by the administrator Filch's rude driving sound.
The quiet night sky made the castle full of laughter and laughter during the day gradually quiet down. At this time, in a certain room on the eighth floor of the castle, an old man with crescent-shaped glasses and white hair and white beard watched peacefully. outside the window.
In those blue eyes full of wisdom and time, I don't know what kind of thing he is thinking about.
Midnight in midsummer is still cold, and half of the raised shadows cannot be seen in the endless pastures, until a faint blue halo flashes over the lawn.
Jon and Lily stepped firmly on the soft ground together.
The first time they landed is to ensure the safety of the surroundings. This is almost a habit and caution that is deeply rooted in their bones.
When they found that there was no ambush in the open surroundings, they began to check the things they carried to see if there was anything they missed when they shuttled through space.
After making sure that everything was in order, Lily took a deep breath of the grass-scented air. At this moment, her eyes, which had always been as dull as stagnant water, finally couldn't help showing uncontrollable excitement.
No one can make a guarantee, but Lily still has great hope that Harry in this world is not dead.
Of course, at this time, Jon will always remain calm, which is why Grindelwald and others have repeatedly emphasized that the command is in his hands.
"We need to try whether apparation can still be used normally in this world."
Jon determined what they would do first.
Lily suppressed the excitement in her heart, she nodded, and at the same time grabbed Jon's arm, waving her wand to apparate to a familiar place in her memory.
But after the spell was cast, the two of them just flickered in place.
Jon didn't show too much surprise at this, he just tried again himself, Apparating to a place ten meters away from his eyes, this time it succeeded very smoothly.
"Sure enough, because the space has changed, and even the probability of time is different, the space location in our memory can no longer be used. We can only apparate to places we have seen in this world."
"But this is a small problem. Diagon Alley is in London. We can use Muggle transportation to go there first, and then use Floo powder to Hogsmeade through the fireplace in the Leaky Cauldron. Now, what we need to do Just to get some Muggle money first, and it's better to be able to confirm the time and place now."
Jon looked up and looked at Lily with a questioning look.
Lily said seriously to him.
"I said it before I came here. After I get here, I will listen to you. You can arrange it, and I will just follow it. Believe me, Jon, I am not the kind of person who will be swayed by my inner emotions."
Jon naturally had no doubts about Lily's words.
He looked into the distance, and vaguely looked at the black shadow like a cowshed.
"Then let's go!"
(end of this chapter)