Chapter 632 Hostility

"I...well, I was sleeping..." Harry said carefully, thinking about the words: "But this is not an ordinary dream...it is real...I saw it happen..." He took a deep breath , "Ron's father... Mr. Weasley... was bitten by a big snake."

While he was speaking, he was also paying attention to the expressions of Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall showed a stunned expression, and then looked at him with a complicated expression, while Dumbledore leaned back and stared at the ceiling.

Ron looked at Harry and then at Dumbledore, his face pale and shocked.

"How did you see it?" Dumbledore asked softly: "I mean, do you remember where you were when you saw the attack? Were you standing next to the victim, or were you overlooking the scene from above?"

"I am the snake," Harry said. "I see everything from the snake's perspective..."

A look of understanding also appeared on Dumbledore's face, and then he stood up suddenly and said to an old portrait very close to the ceiling: "Evra?" He snapped: "And you, Delis! "

A yellow-faced wizard with short black hair on his forehead and an old witch with long silver curls in the frame next to him opened their eyes immediately.

"You should have heard that the man has red hair and wears glasses." Dumbledore said urgently: "Evra, you need to send an alarm to ensure that he is discovered by your own people..."

At Dumbledore's request, the two former headmasters left their frames and disappeared.

"Evra and Delis are the two famous principals of Hogwarts," Dumbledore said, walking quickly to Fox. "Other important wizarding institutions also have their portraits. They can be seen in My own portraits come and go at will, so they can tell us what happened elsewhere..."

Originally, Harry wanted to say that Mr. Weasley might be anywhere, but then he thought that Fish seemed to know something before that, and so did Dumbledore and Professor McGonagall - obviously Dumbledore Knowing this in his heart, Harry swallowed the words back.

"You guys sit down for a while. Everra and Delis won't be back for a few minutes..." Dumbledore stroked the golden feathers on Fawkes' head with one finger and said to him gently: "We need a little alarm."

There was a flash of fire and Fox left here.

Professor McGonagall waved her wand, and a few more chairs immediately appeared in front of the desk, and several steaming cups of black tea appeared on the table.

"Sit down first," she said gently: "There's no point in being anxious now."

Harry and Ron sat down as instructed, but their expressions were still uneasy.

But Fish was not so honest. He sauntered over to the cabinet next to him, opened the cabinet door, and grabbed the Sorting Hat hidden inside.

"..."

The Sorting Hat was too lazy to struggle. It was useless to struggle anyway.

But this time Fish did not use the Sorting Hat as a nest, but put it on his head, then sauntered back to the desk and sat down next to Professor McGonagall.

Dumbledore picked out one of the exquisite silver instruments and moved it to the desk...

To be precise, it was placed in front of Harry.

Then Dumbledore sat back in his seat, took out his wand, and gently tapped the strange and exquisite silver instrument.

The instrument immediately started running, making a rhythmic tinkling sound. The small silver tube at the top spurted out wisps of light green smoke, gathering and swirling in the air... Dumbledore looked at the light smoke intently, frowning.

After a few seconds, a few wisps of light smoke turned into a steady stream of smoke, getting thicker and thicker, hovering in the air... The top turned into a snake head, with the snake's mouth wide open.

Seeing the snake's appearance, Harry immediately looked nervously and eagerly at Dumbledore, wanting to get an answer from him.

But Dumbledore didn't raise his head, still staring at the smoke that turned into a snake, and said to himself: "Of course, our previous guess was correct... but... they are essentially separate, right?"

As his words fell, the smoke snake immediately split into two, circling and twisting in the dim air. With a stern and satisfied expression, Dumbledore tapped the instrument again with his wand. The tinkling slowed down and stopped, and the smoke snake gradually faded into invisible smoke and disappeared.

"Harry, is everything okay?"

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Fish asked before Harry asked, and Professor McGonagall also turned her attention to Dumbledore.

Both Harry and Ron were a little confused. It was obviously Mr. Weasley who might have been injured, so why was it Harry who Fish asked?

Dumbledore nodded and shook his head. Just as he was about to speak, the wizard named Everra returned to the picture frame, panting.

He confirmed that Harry's dream was not just a dream, but reality.

Ron's face turned even paler.

Fortunately, Delis came back soon, and she brought good news. Mr. Weasley had been sent to St. Mungo's Hospital. Although the situation looked very bad, at least he was not dead yet. With St. Mungo's medical skills, the chance of saving one's life is still very high. As long as Fisch goes there by then, basically everything will be fine.

"Don't worry, Ron, Fish can cure Arthur's cat."

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Maomao patted Ron on the shoulder and comforted him.

Ron was quite familiar with Fish's abilities. He breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Fish gratefully.

"Minerva, I need you to wake up the other Weasley children," Dumbledore ordered.

Then, he asked Phineas in the portrait to inform Sirius that Harry and the others were going to Black's ancestral home soon.

Phineas complained a few words, but reluctantly ran to deliver the message.

After doing all this, Dumbledore groped in a cabinet behind Fish and the others, found an old blackened teapot, and carefully placed it on the table. He raised his wand and said "Mentos!" The teapot trembled for a moment, emitting a strange blue light, then gradually stopped and turned black again.

At this moment, the office door opened again, and Professor McGonagall led George, Fred and Ginny in. All three of them were still wearing pajamas, with messy hair and frightened expressions.

"Harry...what's going on?" Ginny ran to Harry's side, grabbed his arm and asked fearfully: "Professor McGonagall said you saw that Dad was injured..."

"Your father was injured while working for the Order of the Phoenix," Dumbledore said before Harry could speak. "He has been taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries. I am going to take you back to Sirius's residence. It's easier to get to the hospital than The Burrow, where you'll see your mother."

"How do we get there?" Fred asked worriedly, "Should we use floo powder?"

"No," said Dumbledore: "It is not safe to use Floo powder at this time. The network is under surveillance. You need to use the portkey."

He pointed to the innocent-looking old teapot on the table, "Now I'm just waiting for Phineas Nigellus to come back... I want to make sure there's no danger before I send you there..."

"You clearly said before that the door key cannot be used, meow!"

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Fish interrupted Dumbledore and asked angrily: "Don't you mean that you need to register with the Ministry of Magic to use the portkey?!"

"Uh..." Dumbledore blinked and said, "Yes, so this is an illegal act. If the Ministry of Magic finds out, I will be arrested and taken to Azkaban...that is, today. It's too urgent, otherwise I wouldn't do it."

stare--

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Maomao stared at Dumbledore for a while with his hands folded and his cheeks puffed up, before reluctantly accepting this explanation.

"He said welcome," Phineas came back and said lazily: "My great-great-grandson has a peculiar habit of letting people stay... Of course, Fish is welcome by our whole family."

"Come on," Dumbledore waved to Fish and Harry, then turned to look at Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, you stay here. If Umbridge senses something is wrong, Fox will alert you. When the time comes, try to get her away... no matter what excuse you use."

Professor McGonagall nodded, then reached out and took off the Sorting Hat from Fish's head.

Fish curled his lips, glanced regretfully at the Sorting Hat that was taken away by Professor McGonagall, and then, together with the others, put their hands on the black teapot.

"Okay. I'll count to three, one...two..."

As Dumbledore's voice sounded, Fish suddenly felt a chill coming towards him. His cat ears instinctively lowered, and the tail fur behind him suddenly exploded.

"Meow!"

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Fish turned his head suddenly and saw Harry looking at him with a familiar look full of hostility...

That's the gaze of a predator.

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