Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

When Draco and Hermione heard what Lin Xia said, they didn't hesitate any more and turned around and ran back to where they were before.

The place where they were previously staying was very close to where the house-elves were hiding.

When they arrived, they found that the house-elves, who had been hiding in the dark, had become very brazen.

Hermione blinked in disbelief, thinking she must have seen it wrong.

She rubbed her eyes again and blinked a few more times.

But she still saw the house-elf spinning around in front of her, as if arranging something.

Hermione couldn't help but touch Draco and said in a low voice, "Am I seeing this right? The house-elves lifted their invisibility spell and directly revealed their bodies to intervene in the battlefield?"

Draco shook his head seriously. "You are not mistaken. I don't know why they do this. It is very dangerous for them."

Although he looked down on house-elves, after tracking them, he found that these elves were also very hardworking, their magical talent was not as bad as the outside world said, and they worked hard without complaint.

Even if it means sending them to their deaths.

Draco was conflicted. Logically, he shouldn't have sympathized with the house-elf.

But now he was worried about their situation.

House-elves should not appear on this battlefield. The fact that they appear here can only mean one thing: they sneaked in!

Their whereabouts are unknown to the Ministry of Magic!

Now other wizards have not turned their attention here, but once the house-elves are discovered by others, the elves as a group will definitely be blamed.

If they did not die on the battlefield, they would be liquidated after the war.

Draco suddenly realized that he didn't want to see this ending.

Relying on the invisibility cloak on him, he boldly approached one of the elves who was cursing angrily.

After listening for a while, he finally understood what the elf was cursing.

Cursing O'Connor, of course.

It is said that O'Connor originally wanted them to hide, and then blend into the battle as a force at the right time to catch the Death Eaters off guard.

But who could have thought that the situation on the scene would change so quickly?
The Death Eaters were almost wiped out, and the troublesome werewolf army never showed up, resulting in the appearance of a complete form of an evil god that had never been imagined.

Oh, there are also four advanced infected bodies that look like parallel imports.

So O'Connor did not plan to hide these house-elves, but let them come out openly to join the battle and show the four advanced infected bodies some of their strengths.

This house-elf was cursing O'Connor. They were just small and humble house-elves. The magic they knew was basically just cleaning magic. How could they deal with advanced infected bodies?
Those on the ground can still think of a solution, but what about the three in the air?
"It's better to die in front of these wizards than to be a coward for the rest of my life."

"Being killed by a high-level infected body is better than being killed by a wizard. High-level infected bodies will not try every possible way to torture us."

"But O'Connor, you think too highly of us. How can we deal with advanced infected bodies? I'm afraid we'll be scared to death by their eyes if we meet them face to face."

The house-elf cursed while coming to the designated location and doing his job honestly, giving Draco a sense of disconnection.

The current situation of this house-elf is also the current situation of other elves.

Draco didn't quite understand why they could curse and do things they didn't want to do at the same time, and do it perfectly.

Draco looked left and right and found that the area where the house-elves were located was still very quiet and had not suffered any aftermath from the attacks of the advanced infected bodies and the complete evil god.

Taking advantage of this relatively free time, he asked Hermione about his doubts.

Hermione was silent for a while, and said with a complicated expression: "Can't you see it? House-elves have always been an enslaved species. Are their own ideas useful?"

Without waiting for Draco to answer, Hermione said to herself, "It's no use."

"So even if they complain, they have no choice but to complete the task. Complaining is just a way for them to vent their emotions, and working hard and just listening to what their masters say has long become their way of life."

"I don't know why wizards want to enslave house-elves, but I think that house-elves, as a species of life, have the same rights as us. They shouldn't and can't continue like this."

Hermione asked Draco in return: "Do you still think that house-elves are useless? Do they have no other value besides helping you clean the manor?"

Now it was Draco's turn to remain silent.

He could not in good conscience say that house-elves were useless.

It turns out that when a house-elf wants to do something well, it can not only complete it excellently, but also exceed expectations.

The cleansing magic they know can also become deadly magic to attack people.

Draco said after a while: "Hermione, I can't answer this question for you, and I don't know how to achieve the liberation and salvation you mentioned."

He deliberately changed the subject, "Now let's think about how to help these house-elves."

Hermione thought for a while, a firm look flashed across her eyes, and she said, "I don't want them to die on the battlefield, nor do I want them to survive and be liquidated by the Ministry of Magic. I want to do something for them."

Draco couldn't help but ask: "What do you want to do?"

Hermione demonstrated with action - she lifted the Invisibility Cloak and walked out from under it.

She said seriously, "I want to lead them to complete the sniping of the advanced infected bodies. Besides, they did not sneak into Hogsmeade. I let them in under my leadership."

Hermione moved too quickly for Draco to stop her.

"Hermione, you..."

Hermione winked at Draco and smiled, then turned and ran quickly towards the house-elf.

From the perspective of the house elves, they watched in confusion as a little fairy appeared from nowhere, as if she had fallen from the sky and came to them, and then asked:

"Hello, do you need any help?"

House-elf: ???

Because this kind of scene was so rare, they were confused for a moment and didn't know what to say.

It was O'Connor, who had been leading them, who came out. He walked in a crooked manner, as if he had suffered a serious sprain.

Hermione saw him and frowned.

O'Connor's face was very deformed, as if he had been punched several times. There were several big bumps on his forehead, chin, and cheeks.

Because Hermione had never used the Transfiguration Charm to change into the appearance of other people, she did not know that this kind of damage caused by the Transfiguration Charm would take several days to restore to the original appearance.

O'Connor said in a rough and hoarse voice: "Little witch, please leave here quickly. We don't need any help from you. You are all a bunch of hypocritical hypocrites!"

Hermione explained: "I am here to help you. You sneaked into Hogsmeade, right? I can help you and explain your identities."

O'Connor looked at the witch coldly.

He would not believe anything said by any wizard other than his master.

Hermione thought for a moment and whispered a hint: "We have met in the villa before. We gave you some clues and knew your purpose a long time ago. You even wanted to get us involved." O'Connor glared, and his copper bell-like eyes seemed to cover his entire cheek.

A faint blush flashed across its face, which was caused by excessive excitement.

"Are you the mysterious man? No, how could you be? You are so young, how could you have such ability..."

Hermione knew O'Connor wouldn't believe it, and wanted to give him a few more hints.

Suddenly, a serious male voice sounded from the side: "Of course we have this ability. I swear in the name of the Malfoy family that every word she said is true."

O'Connor looked deeply at the wizard who suddenly appeared. This wizard was also a minor, but the pressure he brought to him was much greater than that of the witch. Although he was young, he was full of imposingness.

O'Connor muttered to himself: "It's the Malfoy family, one of the oldest families among the nobility."

It looked at the two little wizards warily, "What do you want to do? Why do you want to help us?"

Hermione and Draco looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

Hermione said slowly: "You may not believe this reason, we just want to help you.

You can regard this kind of help as a kind of mercy. I pity you, so I want to give you a way out..."

While the two were communicating with the house-elves, there was a person they had forgotten - Ron.

He took great pains to control the negative effects of detoxification, such as body stiffness, brain drowsiness, and difficulty in moving, and finally walked out of Honeydukes.

Shortly after he left, the clerk who had been hiding in the basement of Honeydukes also mustered up the courage to come out.

The clerk first glanced around the store and was horrified to find that the store seemed to have been smashed several times, and there were three large holes on the floor of the second floor.

A trace of fear flashed across the clerk's face, and he said with a tone of relief as if he had survived a disaster: "Honeydukes must have been turned into a battlefield before, so it was damaged so badly."

Some shop assistants scanned the goods and felt relieved: "Fortunately these people didn't steal. The candies in the store should be all there."

"Then what are we going to do now?"

A clerk suggested: "Why don't we clean up first? I see there's no noise outside. The werewolves and Death Eaters should have left, right?"

Whatever comes to mind.

As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp roar was heard.

The voice came from far away, but to their ears it was as if it was echoing in their ears close by, with a strong sense of malice.

All the shop assistants turned pale, felt dizzy, and vomited due to physical discomfort.

One of the shop assistants looked terrified as if he had thought of something.

"This feeling... this reaction... is definitely the power of the evil god. Hogsmeade has been invaded by the power of the evil god!

We must hide quickly and not be discovered by the evil god, otherwise we will be infected and become his puppets!"

The group of shop assistants finally mustered up the courage to come out, but returned to the basement within a few minutes.

This time, they closed the door more tightly and locked it. No matter how strong the wind was, the door would not be opened.

They decided to wait until dawn the next day before going out to check the situation.

They still have a place to hide here, but Ron is the only one in a miserable situation.

Ron stood outside, looking at the empty streets, still a little confused about the direction.

He looked around, trying to find someone to ask which way to get to Hogsmeade station, when he was hit head-on by a sharp sonic attack.

Ron took the attack hard, and his already weak body suffered severe damage again.

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

On the other side, Harry here.

He was still trapped in the study.

As he began to read, the books in the study finally stopped moving forward.

But even so, the space left for Harry was still very narrow.

In order to avoid being squeezed by these books, Harry had to finish reading one book and then pick up the second one and continue reading seamlessly.

The first book talks about the “power of the mind”, which gave him a deeper understanding of the power of the mind.

He believes that the Patronus Charm is also a kind of spiritual power. Although it looks more like the power of emotions, spiritual power is also needed to mobilize emotions.

Only when the mind is strong can there be richer emotions.

Whether the power mobilized by emotions is strong or weak actually depends on the power of one's mind.

The stronger the mind, the stronger the emotional power it can mobilize.

The weaker the mind, the smaller the emotional power it can arouse.

Not all emotions can cause a great effect.

Harry suddenly thought of the form of the Patronus Charm.

For some people, their patronus is just a ball of white light, while for others it can be materialized as a specific creature.

Harry wondered if this had something to do with the mind as well?

If it is only in the initialization form, it means that the psychological power is not strong enough.

If it can take shape, it means that the person already has very firm ideals, ambitions or goals that cannot be easily destroyed.

With these thoughts in mind, Harry looked at the second book on the table.

He pulled this book out at random from the bookshelf in front of him.

The books here didn't have titles on their spines, and Harry didn't know what book he was holding.

Looking down, Harry was surprised to find that this was actually a book about space magic.

"Space magic... Is this too profound for me? Can I understand it?"

Harry opened the book with doubt.

The words in the book twisted and rearranged to tell the content in a simpler way.

Harry devoted himself to studying, and time passed unknowingly, and he came to the content of practical operation.

[Think of a place you most want to go to in your mind, and you have to be familiar with this place]

A place popped into Harry's mind: Hogwarts! (End of this chapter)