Who let this Dementor into Hogwarts!

Chapter 467 Voldemort must be stopped from bathing in the Department of Mysteries (lol)

“So you want to go to the Department of Mysteries to stop Voldemort from bathing there,” Cohen said, stroking his smooth chin. “Makes sense, it’s definitely not a bathing place—so did you see Voldemort’s? He won’t…”

“How could I possibly see that…” Harry said, rubbing his head. “I only saw him take off his robes… and I’m not saying I’m going to go to the Department of Mysteries to stop him from bathing—he wasn’t even bathing there—”

“What are you talking about?” Hermione asked, frowning with her eyes closed. “Why—I mean, Harry’s dream sounds more like a regular nightmare. How could Voldemort…”

"Everyone needs to take a bath, otherwise their body will itch."

Cohen said very seriously,

“Dumbledore needs it, and Voldemort needs it too, so ambushing him while he’s taking a bath is a very good idea.”

“But he can’t let Harry see this, can he?” Hermione said. “He and Harry are mortal enemies. Who would expose their most vulnerable side to their mortal enemy?”

“That’s why I think Voldemort didn’t actually know about this connection,” Harry said slowly. “Whenever he gets agitated, my scars start to hurt, and then I start seeing what he sees…”

"What kind of shower gel does he use when he takes a shower?" Cohen suddenly asked.

"..." Harry looked at Cohen in silence.

“Okay, I’ll ask him in person later,” Cohen said, shrugging.

I'm mainly curious why some Death Eaters prefer the smell of Cohen's robes to the smell of Voldemort's robes.

It's also possible that Voldemort used a lot of cologne.

“He’s always wanted that thing in the Department of Mysteries… Today might be the day he makes his move—he’s even thinking about it while he’s taking a bath,” Harry speculated.

“Brother, every time I link the mysterious man and the bathing scene together, I suddenly become less scared…” Ron said.

“Then tell Professor McGonagall, and then Professor McGonagall will tell Dumbledore,” Hermione said. “Harry, you’re not planning to go by yourself, are you? Like you did when you were a first-year student looking for the Philosopher’s Stone?”

"Didn't you do that in first grade too?" Cohen asked curiously.

“So I think we were very unwise back then,” Hermione said seriously. “In fact, Professor Dumbledore protected the Philosopher’s Stone very well, and the Man of Vander couldn’t take the stone out of the mirror at all.”

“But Professor McGonagall still has to wait for Professor Dumbledore to return, doesn’t she?” Harry said anxiously. “What if he succeeds today…”

“You said it was just in case,” Hermione said.

“What if means it’s very likely to happen. Ever heard of Murphy’s Law?” Cohen said. “The more you worry about something, the more likely it is to happen—”

“Cohen, your commotion won’t help. You need to understand one thing: your father is running for office. You can’t sneak into the Ministry of Magic like this; it will give others something to hold against you,” Hermione said earnestly.

“That’s probably nothing to worry about,” Cohen said, raising an eyebrow. He then pulled a folded piece of paper from his pocket, unfolding it to reveal a short line of writing by Edward.

[Winned the election]

"Huh?" Ron was stunned.

"What—" Harry was stunned. "Why didn't you tell us sooner!"

“I think there will be reports tomorrow, so I’m planning to keep it a surprise,” Cohen said. “So… if Harry wants to go, we can actually go ‘legally’—it doesn’t matter if we get caught.” “I strongly disagree with what you’re doing this time,” Hermione said firmly.

But she soon found herself unable to continue obstructing things.

In the evening, Harry's head started to hurt again.

The scene of Voldemort taking a bath was a ruse to make Harry believe that he could spy on Voldemort's plans.

In reality, Voldemort wanted Harry to see a different scene.

"He kidnapped Sirius!" Harry exclaimed, waking up with a start after suddenly fainting in the hallway. "Voldemort—I know why he gets so excited even when he's taking a bath—he's almost there. He wants Sirius to get that thing for him..."

“Then let’s go dip the beans,” Cohen said, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

“But…” Ron panicked a little this time.

“What?” Harry looked at him.

“How did that mysterious person get into the Department of Mysteries?” Hermione said. “It’s not even closing time yet—and…”

"Today is the day of ministerial reshuffle, so everyone at work will be taking a day off," Cohen said. "Nobody will care if we leave early."

“That makes sense—” Harry clenched his fist after hearing Cohen’s words. “Hedwig has been unable to find Sirius, and his letters haven’t been sent back—the last reply said he was on a mission outside, and maybe that’s when Voldemort captured him… Voldemort wants to use him to help him get that weapon.”

“But… how about we have Cohen inform Mr. Norton?” Hermione said. “And have Mr. Norton organize the Aurors to rescue them?”

“Hermione, don’t you understand? If you want to save Sirius, you have to trade him for what he wants most,” Harry said urgently. “If he wanted to kill Sirius, one spell would be enough; those Aurors wouldn’t have time to react—”

Harry thought of the Killing Curse Voldemort used on Cohen back then; it was so fast, just a moment, and the spell hit its target.

Cohen didn't die because he wasn't human, but Sirius was different—Sirius was an ordinary, vulnerable person...

“We can’t let you go to your death!” Hermione pleaded. “Harry, please, don’t let—”

“I can’t let Sirius die in front of me either!” Harry said angrily. “He’s my only family! If you—”

“Then let’s go,” Cohen said. “Take my suitcase. If all else fails, let Norber out to create chaos and then take the opportunity to rescue people.”

“At least, at least let Cohen send a letter to Mr. Norton…” Hermione said, “And how are we supposed to get there? We don’t even know where the entrance to the Ministry of Magic is…”

“I know that.” Ron swallowed. “My dad took me there, we went through the VIP entrance…”

“We can fly there using the Chimera, but I’m reluctant to let it fight Voldemort, though it can be a good vehicle,” Cohen said. “But I do need to write a letter to Edward first, asking him to bring some reinforcements…”

With Harry so anxious and Cohen so cooperative, Hermione and Ron quickly joined the operation.

At least they have backup—once Cohen's letter reaches Edward, a bunch of Aurors will rush back.

(End of this chapter)