Chapter 1283 Rescue Mission (2)
After following George's apparation, the two appeared in a remote suburb surrounded by abandoned houses, where the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix was hidden.
“Not far ahead.”
George was about to reveal the location of the Order of the Phoenix headquarters to Albert, but was suddenly stopped by Albert.
“What’s wrong?” George immediately became alert to his surroundings.
“Your animagus is very recognizable.”
Albert waved his wand and pulled out the dark shadow hidden in the shadow of the abandoned house.
“Not every wizard is as keen as you.”
The black dog turned back into Black's appearance in front of Albert, and followed Albert to say hello.
“I’m sure everyone will be happy to see you.”
“What were you doing just now?” George asked doubtfully.
"When we came here just now, we triggered the invasion spell left by the Order of the Phoenix." Albert explained casually, "Blake probably came here to see who was coming, and if it was an enemy, he could find an opportunity to sneak attack on the opponent. "
“That’s probably it.”
Sirius cast an admiring look at Albert and walked in front of Albert and George to lead the way.
"arrive."
After walking for a while, the three of them stopped and stood in front of an open space.
“Welcome to 19 York Village.”
As soon as George’s topic dropped, the outline of a dilapidated house appeared in front of Albert.
Albert did expect that one day he would come to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, but he didn't expect that this would happen.
“Dobby, please send George back first and come back later.”
After being told by George the location of the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, Albert suddenly said to the air next to him.
Dobby the house elf appeared out of thin air, reached out and took George's hand, and was about to take him away by Apparition.
"wait…"
Before George could finish speaking, he was pulled by the house elf and apparated together.
“House elf?” Sirius looked at where Dobby left, surprised that Albert actually brought the famous house elf with him.
“Dobby used to be the house elf of the Malfoy family. Later, I spent some galleons to hire him to work for me.” Albert explained.
"In the entire wizarding world, you are probably the only one who would do that." Sirius didn't ask further. Albert must have had his reasons for bringing a house elf.
“They are good helpers, loyal and reliable.” Albert still trusted the house elves.
Sirius was stunned for a moment, doubting this.
There is no way, the impression Kreacher gave him was really bad.
Just as they were walking towards the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, the wooden door in front of them suddenly opened, and a black shadow jumped directly into Albert's arms, and Hermione's voice immediately rang in his ears.
"I knew you wouldn't sit idly by and would definitely come to help us." Hermione said excitedly.
Albert patted Hermione on the shoulder and said helplessly: "Okay, we'd better go in and talk. I'm afraid it's no longer safe here."
Behind Hermione, Ron was sullen, as if someone owed him a lot of galleons, but Harry cast a grateful look at Albert.
“I’m sorry, I’m just... so happy.”
Hermione let go of Albert and pulled him into the Order of the Phoenix headquarters.
As a semi-outsider, Hermione knows better than most people here how rare it is that Albert is willing to help clean up this mess.
The current trouble is entirely caused by everyone's unwillingness to listen to Albert's advice and has nothing to do with him.
What's more, Albert has helped them more than once, so it can be said that he has done his best.
Today, he is still willing to help clean up the mess, which is enough to show how good his character is.
"You mean... there will be dark wizards monitoring this place." Lee Jordan finally understood the meaning of Albert's words, and Albert had always been very careful about this matter.
Only the Chidan Loyalty Curse can truly block the enemy from outside. No matter how brilliant other protection methods are, they are not very effective.
“Obviously.” Albert looked around and asked puzzledly, “By the way, where is Fred?”
"Fred's mood is not stable, so we let him rest first." Lee Jordan felt a little embarrassed when he talked about this matter. This was done by him from behind, but Lee Jordan didn't think it was anything. The problem is, acting impulsively can easily mess things up.
“Let’s wake up Fred first.” Albert could understand Li Jordan’s good intentions.
After all, their journey has been too smooth. Although the Weasley twins have matured a lot with him, the Gryffindor impulse is still there, especially when it comes to their own family. Easily affected by emotions.
I don’t know what happened, but the originally spacious corridor suddenly became crowded. Many members of the Order of the Phoenix came to see Albert, as if he were some precious and rare magical animal.
“Go inside if you have something to do, don’t crowd in here.” Mad-Eye Moody finally couldn’t bear it anymore and roared at everyone.
Everyone rushed into the living room, all wanting to hear Albert's opinion. They really had no other solution at the moment.
Especially after they fled the burrow in a hurry, no one wanted to risk going back and die.
“I just had a divination.”
Albert ignored the looks cast by others and directly announced the answer, "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley will probably be imprisoned in Azkaban in the end. However, the current situation is not too bad."
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to say.
If this is not too bad, then what is considered bad?
“Do you know what’s going on over there at the Burrow?” Albert asked.
“Kingsley just went out to inquire about information, and he should be able to find out the news when we get back to him.” Sirius quickly explained, “Other people with connections are also helping to inquire about information from the Ministry of Magic.”
At this time, Bill walked into the living room with Fleur, whose eyes were a little red and swollen. They had never imagined that the wedding would turn out like this, and the whereabouts of Mr. and Mrs. Delacour were still unknown.
"Do you know how many people Scrimgeour has killed before, I mean how many dark wizards have died?" Albert looked around the crowd, and his eyes finally fell on Mad-Eye Moody.
"All the Death Eaters were killed by that guy himself, and many dark wizards also died in the previous fights." Mad-Eye smiled bitterly, "You know, Scrimgeour has allowed the Aurors to directly kill those who resist. Dark wizard."
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone suddenly understood why Albert said it was not too bad.
There was no way, Scrimgeour directly destroyed the incoming Death Eaters in this wave, and it was normal for Voldemort to be angry afterwards.
After all, Scrimgeour will most likely die in a duel with Voldemort. If this does not allow Voldemort to vent his inner anger, those guests who have not had time to escape will be in bad luck.
“I reminded them.”
Albert suddenly said this, and then he added: "They are all adults and need to be responsible for their actions. Those who continue to stay in that situation must have realized something. "
These words really leave people speechless.
"According to my divination results." Albert brought the topic back again: "Mr. and Mrs. Weasley were probably tortured severely and then imprisoned in Azkaban Prison to serve as bait to attract you."
While speaking, his eyes swept across the three Harrys.
"However, the situation is not too bad. As long as people are still alive, there is still hope." Albert looked at Fred who hurried into the conference room and said to Sirius: "Give Fred a sedative. Impulse never solves a problem.”
"So, we're going to rob the prison?" Bill suddenly asked, "Rescue them from Azkaban?"
"There will probably be a trap there. If you step into it, you will probably die there. The most correct way is to intercept them on the way to Azkaban and **** them back directly." Albert asked Moody directly: "Do you know where Azkaban is? Do you know how the Ministry of Magic escorts prisoners to Azkaban Prison? I don't think they use Apparition or Floo powder!"
"There is a special port in the wizarding world. If the Ministry of Magic does not change the method of getting to Azkaban, Aurors usually send prisoners to Azkaban prison on an autonomous cruise ship. As for the specific location, No one knows, but it’s probably on a small island in the cold waters of the North Sea, and you’ll have to try your luck most of the time to find it.”
"In this case, it may be more troublesome to intercept halfway." Albert waved his wand, drew out the parchment and quill, and handed it to Fred, "I need you to briefly draw a topographic map near the Burrow."
Fred, who had just drank the sedative, couldn't help but ask: "What do you want this for?"
“I need to make sure they’re still at the Burrow and find out what’s going on there.”
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what Albert wanted to do, but Fred still drew the picture according to Albert's wishes, and asked Ginny to help fill in the details.
"The Human Trace Curse is a very practical spell." Albert took the parchment and tapped it lightly with his wand. "If the Death Eaters are still at the Burrow, we can even consider going directly to the Burrow to rescue them. People, as long as the mysterious man has left."
“This doesn’t look like you at all,” Fred muttered. They never thought that Albert would be afraid of Voldemort.
As for the reason, Albert never made it clear, he only told them that the time had not come yet.
The original map began to change. An ink dot appeared out of thin air on it, and Kingsley's name was also marked on it.
The group of villains who didn't come in person had left. They obviously had no intention of interrogating the wizards they caught at the Burrow.
(End of this chapter)