Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Mr. and Mrs. Weasley looked at each other.

Facing the overly young Yang An, Mr. Weasley finally forced a smile, shook his head and said apologetically.

"Sorry kid, it's not that I don't trust you, but Ron's situation is a little complicated. Even if we agree, the Aurors won't let you in."

That's right, although Fudge and Dumbledore reached a consensus that an ordinary Hogwarts student could not be the murderer.

But just in case, the Auror Office still sent an Auror over.

On the one hand, it is to monitor Ron's situation, and on the other hand, it is to protect Ron to prevent him from being killed and silenced by the person behind the scenes.

The Aurors naturally wouldn't let just anyone come into contact with important observation subjects.

Apart from Mr. Weasley, not even Ron's brothers could go in to see him.

"What if the Aurors don't stop me?" Yang An continued to insist.

Mr. Weasley didn't really believe Yang An, and he didn't want to continue this topic, so as not to arouse some expectations in his heart.

"This is impossible, kid. Go home. What you need is a soft bed and a bowl of hot broth."

Seeing that Mr. Weasley didn't believe it, Yang An didn't say anything, just nodded, "Okay then."

"I'll be back now then. Goodbye Mr. Weasley, ma'am."

After saying that, Yang An turned around and signaled Hermione and Penelope that they could leave, and Harry Potter followed them.

Wait until the four of them walk into the elevator.

"Yang, can you really?"

Harry couldn't help but ask. Although he felt that Ron had a bad relationship with Yang An and asked Yang An for help, which was a bit awkward, he couldn't care less about that now.

Hermione also stared at Yang An closely, with hope in her eyes.

Although she was a little skeptical, she thought about how Yang An had dealt with the Fiery Flame that many wizards were unable to deal with, and his magical talent that was far ahead of his peers.

Maybe he really will have some solution.

"Well, the Aurors won't let me in, right?" Yang An said casually without answering.

There was more disappointment in Harry's eyes.

Hermione, on the other hand, didn't say anything, but looked at Yang An hopefully, thinking that he would definitely find a way.

After Yang An subdued Li Huo, Hermione's trust in Yang An has reached a new level.

Downstairs, Harry met Charlie and his group. He invited Hermione to go back to the Burrow with him. Harry wanted to spend the rest of his summer vacation at the Burrow, but Hermione refused after considering it.

"Sorry, I plan to go home first." Hermione said apologetically, and the Weasleys didn't seem to be in the mood to receive guests at the moment.

"Okay then." Harry didn't force it. He looked in Yang An's direction and hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "I'm sorry, Yang, I misunderstood you before, please forgive me."

"Oh?" Yang An raised his eyebrows slightly, "So you are planning to give up competing with Slytherin for the House Cup?"

Harry immediately shook his head when he heard that. "No, I will still help Gryffindor win the House Cup with my best effort."

"See you then."

Yang An didn't say anything else. Whether Harry Potter had a good or bad impression on him didn't really have much impact.

Without waiting for Yang An's instructions, Penelope stepped forward and took his arm, as well as Hermione's arm.

"Oh!"

After a loud bang.

The three of them disappeared.

The Grangers' home in London.

The three of them Apparated to a nearby alley first, making sure they didn't attract anyone's attention before coming out.

"Yang, Senior Penelope, would you like to come to my house for a cup of tea?" Hermione invited.

"No." Yang An yawned, "I have to go back too, see you at school."

Hermione looked a little regretful, but nodded.

"Be careful on the road, see you at school."

Yang An smiled at Hermione before Apparating away with Penelope.

Hermione sighed, but she still didn't ask Yang An to help Ron. She turned around and walked towards home.

Wait until you get home.

Although Hermione tried to keep her voice down, Hermione's parents were still awakened and walked out of the bedroom in their pajamas. They were surprised to see their daughter back.

"Hermione, why are you back? We thought you would stay at your classmate's house until the end of the summer vacation."

Hermione looked at her surprised parents and forced a smile. "Nothing. I was a little homesick, so I asked them to send me back."

"That's it."

Mr. and Mrs. Granger looked at each other, and Hermione's mother stepped forward and took her daughter's arm. "I'm glad you're back. I think you need to rest now. Go back and rest first."

"That's right. Tomorrow you can tell us what the World Cup on Earth is like." Mr. Granger also smiled.

Hermione nodded, but had already made up her mind not to tell her parents the truth.

The appearance of the Dark Mark gave her a bad feeling in her heart, and this feeling was very strong.

She didn't want her parents to be involved in these things anymore.

the other side.

Yang An declined Penelope's invitation to live in her house.

"I'm going back now, I'll contact you later."

"I'll contact you later, dear." Penelope stepped forward and squeezed into Yang An's arms, gave him a kiss, and then stepped back and left.

"Don't forget to contact Mr. Bock." Yang An smiled and waved goodbye.

"I won't forget it." Penelope smiled faintly, then she tapped her toes on the spot and disappeared in a spin.

Wait for Penelope to leave.

Yang An stood on the deserted street.

Obviously, he wasn't ready to go back just yet.

"Go to St. Mungo's Hospital first, and then continue to track Barty Crouch Jr." Yang An said softly, took a step forward, and his figure disappeared.

St. Mungo's Hospital.

Yang An, who was completely invisible, revisited the old place and could see Mr. and Mrs. Weasley cuddling in the seats outside the room.

Mrs. Weasley was still sobbing with her head down, while Mr. Weasley was comforting his wife, looking very haggard.

Yang An passed the two people and came to the room guarded by Aurors. The door was closed and any movement might attract the attention of the vigilant Aurors.

Yang An didn't push the door, but walked straight towards it, and his body slowly sank into it the next second.

When he appeared again, Yang An had already arrived in Ron's ward.

There were two Aurors sitting on the chairs, dozing off. Their heads couldn't help but fall down, but then they woke up again.

in silence.

"Owen, are you asleep?" One of the Aurors stood up and asked while yawning.

"No, but it will be soon." Another Auror just woke up and shook his head.

"You said, what's the point of the minister not looking for the murderer and letting us watch over a child?"

Fudge's order to conceal the matter and try to suppress public opinion was not acceptable to everyone.

Especially the Aurors.

They were all prepared for the possible reappearance of Death Eaters, but Fudge insisted that they investigate the matter as a prank by some malicious person.

Merlin on top.

The fierce fire almost covered the entire camp, causing more than a hundred wizard casualties.

Fudge actually wanted to cover up.

This is blatantly irresponsible behavior.

Both of them complained about this.

"Forget it, you and I better pray that it's not those crazy Death Eaters who show up again."

"Why worry? The Dark Lord has been dead for more than ten years, and those Death Eaters have been imprisoned in Azkaban. They have all become a bunch of lunatics."

"Tell me, is this boy one of the murderers?"

"What do you think? Most likely he was under the Imperius Curse. Such things were rare back then."

"But this child is in a miserable state. He has been hit by more than ten Stunning Spells. Even an adult wizard would probably faint directly. It seems that he will not wake up." Having said that, the two Aurors stopped talking.

At this moment, the two of them gradually became sleepy and fell asleep in their chairs.

Inside the house, the invisible Yang An withdrew his hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

It seems that this attack was larger in scale than in the original book, causing more casualties, and Fudge's reputation also suffered a great blow.

If Fudge chooses to suppress the matter, it will inevitably make a group of people dissatisfied.

Plus it was hard for Fudge to explain it.

There didn't seem to be much point in keeping Fudge as Minister of Magic.

"Looks like it's time to replace Fudge."

Yang An stood in the room like a ghost, thinking silently in his heart. The conversation with Dumbledore was also Yang An's plan to show his hand.

Dumbledore wanted him not to get involved in these things, but now Yang An is rapidly deepening his control over all matters big and small in the wizarding world.

The conflict with Dumbledore will eventually break out.

Instead of waiting for Fudge to make a series of stupid moves, it is better to take control of the situation first.

Putting these trivial matters aside for the time being, Yang An looked at Ron lying on the hospital bed.

"Legilimency."

All of a sudden, Ron's memories appeared in front of Yang An, including the time when Ron had an argument with Hermione in the camp and ran into the woods in anger.

Met the house-elf Winky.

Yang An immediately understood that it was probably Shan Shan who was taking Barty Crouch, who was wearing an invisibility cloak, to keep watch.

The subsequent memory was not unexpected.

Ron was careless and didn't pay any attention to it, so he didn't notice that his wand fell when he left.

Ron's last memory was just before he walked out of the woods. Everything went black before his eyes and he knew nothing.

When he woke up again, it was already late at night. Ron was under the Imperius Curse. He picked up the wand that fell beside him and ran to release the Dark Mark himself.

"What an idiot." Yang An shook his head, but didn't say anything. After all, Ron was clearly no match for Barty Crouch Jr., who was once the most capable general under the Dark Lord.

Although Ron did not see the attacker, he would say he saw Winky once he regained consciousness.

"That's all."

After thinking about it, Yang An directly gave Ron a super strong physique, but also exercised mind control at the same time.

Make sure Ron doesn't cause any more trouble.

Wait until Yang An disappears.

The two Aurors who had just fallen asleep staggered and almost fell to the ground.

Wait for the two to wake up.

"I said I would fall asleep."

"Phew, what time is it?"

"It's almost three in the morning."

The two did not suspect anything and just thought they had fallen asleep for a while.

Just then, the door opened.

Mr. Weasley walked in.

"Mr. Weasley, you can actually go back now. We are here to help. We will notify you as soon as there is any news."

One of the Aurors tried to persuade him.

But seeing how haggard Mr. Weasley looked, he did not speak again.

Mr. Weasley looked at his youngest son on the bed in silence, thinking of Yang An's previous words.

Can a Hogwarts student really wake Ron up?
at this time.

Mr. Weasley seemed to catch a glimpse of Ron's fingers twitching as he lay on the bed from the corner of his eye.

"Ron!"

Mr. Weasley's eyes suddenly widened and he became excited.

The two Aurors were startled and looked at each other.

Mr. Weasley rushed out of the ward to call the doctor.

"Look, his hands are moving." An Auror observed the boy lying on the bed and found that his hands were really moving and his body was trembling a few times, as if he was about to wake up, so he hurriedly said.

"Could it really be Merlin's blessing?"

A corner of the English mountains.

In front of the gate of a long-abandoned mountain manor.

"Oh!"

There was a loud bang, and then a man with messy hair, thin body and ferocious expression on his face appeared here.

After using Apparition, the other party seemed to have no strength left and fell directly to the ground.

But soon, the man with messy hair turned over on the steps and laughed loudly facing the night.

"Hahaha!"

The man's crazy laughter echoed in the woods, stretched out by the wind like the howling of a ghost.

"Free, I am finally free."

Barty Crouch Jr. felt the long-lost freedom and was almost fainted with excitement. This was also related to the fact that his body was too weak and his magic power was completely depleted.

But it didn't stop him from being happy.

Barty Crouch Jr. would be sure to recover once he left the cage his father had set for him.

"Oh, and there's the master. The master can't die. The Dark Lord is immortal!" Barty Crouch Jr. muttered to himself crazily.

But he didn't notice that a deep purple magic circle was appearing behind him.

One foot first crossed the magic circle, followed by Yang An's entire body.

"found it."

Yang An breathed a sigh of relief, finally finding Barty Crouch Jr. before using up the last strand of hair he found in Crouch's tent.

I think this is a kind of safe house for the other party, and it has not been discovered yet.

Barty Crouch Jr. hadn't realized he had been discovered yet and was about to get up from the ground.

"Barty Crouch Jr."

A calm male voice came into Barty Crouch Jr.'s ears, and his whole body froze.

Since Yang An took action, it was impossible for Barty Crouch Jr. to have any chance to cast a spell.

Layer by layer, the plants spread from the steps that were already covered by the plants to Barty Crouch Jr.'s body. By the time he reacted, he found that the plants had bound him tightly.

At the same time, the plant took root directly into Barty Crouch Jr.'s body, draining away all of the little magic power he had left.

"Who?"

Barty Crouch Jr. could only struggle in vain, how could he be happy?

But just like when Barty Crouch Jr. attacked Ron, he didn't even see Yang An's face, he just felt as if his mind was being tightly grasped by a big hand.

After a while.

Barty Crouch Jr. stopped struggling, fell to the ground without a word, and his eyes were dull.

"The willpower is too poor."

Yang An finally spoke up, looking at Barty Crouch Jr. and shaking his head.

Although Barty Crouch Jr. seemed loyal to the Dark Lord, in fact his will had gone insane and he had become a madman.

Yang An's will is vulnerable.

He was defeated directly by him with great ease. Now Barty Crouch Jr. was like a puppet and could only be manipulated by Yang An at will.

As the plants covering and entangled Barty Crouch Jr. dissipated, he stood up stiffly and turned to look at Yang An, whose face was hidden in the black robe.

Finally, he knelt on one knee, lowered his head and spoke slowly.

"Owner."

(End of this chapter)