I swung a sword at Hogwarts

But Harry didn't care about that and said painfully: "Your father was bitten, very badly, there is blood everywhere."

One of the roommates was so frightened by Harry's behavior that he rushed out to find Professor McGonagall.

"Calm down, buddy, you're just dreaming." Ron was skeptical.

Harry yelled very frantically, "No! It's not a dream!"

"I was there, I saw it, I did it!"

He looked like he was crazy, and Ron was even more convinced that he was ill.

But Harry struggled too hard for Ron to hold him down.

Neville stepped forward and held him down.

Fortunately, his roommate who had gone out found Professor McGonagall for him.

Unlike Ron, Professor McGonagall immediately took Harry to find Dumbledore after hearing these words.

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Chapter 315 Father and Son

Dumbledore began questioning Harry as soon as he saw him, and when he learned that Harry had seen Arthur Weasley attacked, he quickly arranged for the painting in the headmaster's office to be examined.

The portrait in the Headmaster's office is also framed in the Ministry of Magic.

Meanwhile, Dumbledore was not idle. He moved a delicate silver instrument to the desk and sat down facing Harry again.

He tapped the silver instrument with his wand and it immediately started to work.

There is a rhythmic jingle sound, and the small silver tube at the top emits wisps of pale green smoke.

As Dumbledore watched intently with a frown on his face, the smoke gathered and entangled in the air. After a few seconds, it turned into a stable cloud.

As the smoke grew thicker and thicker, it swirled in the air and the top turned into a snake head.

The snake's mouth was open.

"Of course, of course," Dumbledore said to himself, "but they are separate in substance?"

Harry was confused by what Dumbledore said, and the smoke snake in the air immediately split into two.

Dumbledore had a grim but satisfied look on his face, and before he finished operating the instrument, he paused.

Looking up in disbelief, I saw that the two smoke snakes had turned into three.

He stared at the three snakes until the portrait he had sent to the Ministry returned, and then he tapped the silver instrument to end it.

"Dumbledore." Everard, who had once been the headmaster of Hogwarts, came back breathing heavily.

"What news?" Dumbledore asked immediately.

"I kept shouting until someone came running over," the wizard in the portrait wiped the sweat off his forehead with a curtain. "I told them there was a commotion down there. They half believed me, and then his son carried him up, covered in blood."

"His son?" Harry wondered.

Dumbledore said, "It's Percy. He's also at the Ministry."

"Yes, his son saved him. He has the same red hair. He is now being sent to St. Mungo's. His son arrived just in time. If he had been a second later, he would have died."

Ron's anxious heart finally felt a little relieved. Dumbledore looked at the portrait and said, "Thank you."

He turned to look at Professor McGonagall, "Minerva, I need you to wake up the other Weasley children."

"Of course." Professor McGonagall stood up and walked quickly to the door.

Harry glanced at Ron, who now looked frightened and worried.

Harry whispered, "Percy saved your father."

"Yeah," said Ron, confusedly. "I always hated him working at the Ministry."

...

Ministry of Magic.

Percy is a workaholic.

The Ministry of Magic was in a state of disrepair, and as the newly appointed director, he had a lot of cases piled up.

He passed by his father's office, and thinking of what John had said, he knocked on the door and prepared to go in.

But he waited for a long time but his father didn't open the door. As a child of the Weasley family, Percy knew what kind of person his father was.

When he found Mr. Weasley, his father was already dying.

A huge emerald snake opened its bloody mouth. Percy didn't care about anything else and pulled out his wand and started to act.

"Stupefy!"

The spell interrupted the snake's attack and Percy saw his bloody father and attacked him in anger.

But that snake was special, it could actually deflect the spell.

Percy realized that things were not simple, and continued to cast spells to push the snake away from his father.

Perhaps knowing that there was no chance now, the emerald green snake looked deeply at Percy, then disappeared into the darkness.

"Dad!" Percy rushed forward to check Mr. Weasley's injuries.

When he sent the person to the hospital, he noticed that his hands were shaking.

"Family," he said, sitting outside, ruffling his hair with his hands, "Is this why you don't want me to get involved."

For the first time, Percy realized the emotions that would overwhelm his reason when something happened to his family.

He knew that was why John didn't want to involve him.

He is in the Order of the Stars, while his family is in the Order of the Phoenix.

Weasley and Weasley.

If something goes wrong, it will be painful for both parties.

Because Percy rushed him to the hospital in time, Mr. Weasley was out of danger of death except for his injuries.

He sat beside the bed, and he and Mr. Weasley looked at the ceiling and the floor respectively, neither of them saying a word.

"Thank you," said Mr. Weasley, breaking the silence. "I thought, er... you were going to go straight back."

Mr. Weasley was a little embarrassed; he and Percy had had a quarrel a few months ago.

Because of the Order of the Phoenix.

In Mr. Weasley's opinion, Percy's obsession with the Starry Sky Club is immature, and he hopes that his son can contribute to the Order of the Phoenix.

But now, it was Percy who saved him.

He was lying in a pool of blood, watching his son fight off the snake.

As a father, Mr. Weasley then realized that his son had become very strong and was no longer the child he had protected before.

"I wanted to talk to you," Percy scratched the dried blood on his clothes with his fingernails, "Did Dumbledore send you there?"

"Go there..." Percy looked at his father, "The Department of Mysteries."

"I'm sorry, Percy," Mr. Weasley sighed, "I can't tell you what that means."

"You almost died." Percy said angrily, "Why are you in the Department of Mysteries? It's not your place!"

"If Dumbledore wants to get what's in there, let him go get it himself!" Percy yelled, "Instead of letting you go there!"

"Percy!" snapped Mr. Weasley. "That's enough, Percy. Stop talking about Dumbledore."

"Dumbledore," Percy gritted his teeth and stood up, "He is so high and mighty that he never pays attention to others."

"Percy?"

A surprised voice came from outside. It was Molly Weasley.

She walked in and hugged her son, saying with tears in her eyes: "You saved your father, Percy. You are my pride."

The father and son who had been arguing just now understood each other and stopped talking. They said a few words to comfort their mother. Percy saw his younger brother and sister, as well as Harry, following behind him.

His eyes stayed on Harry for a second, then he gently pushed his mother away and said, "I still have things to deal with at the Ministry of Magic. I'll be leaving first, Mom."

"I'll send you a Christmas present."

Molly cried with joy, wiped her tears and nodded repeatedly.

Percy walked past his brother and sister without stopping.

Ron whispered, "He just had a fight with Dad. I can see that."

Harry nodded. After Fred and George saw that Mr. Weasley was not in danger of life, they were also very curious about Mr. Weasley's gauze.

...

"Department of Mysteries?"

John looked at the message Percy sent him. It seemed that Dumbledore was targeting something in the Department of Mysteries.

"That's a coincidence." John put the Horcrux cup back into the cover.

Dumbledore's purpose was the same as his own, and John's eyes sparkled.

After asking about Mr. Weasley's injuries, he was found to have been attacked by a snake.

This made John feel stunned.

"Snake?" John thought of Nagini, but quickly dismissed the thought.

He frowned, wondering where the second snake came from.

The snake was wise and knew that the task could not be completed, so it fled into the darkness.

Such wisdom is not something that ordinary snakes can possess. The appearance of that snake was to steal something from the Order of the Phoenix.

"Intent on entering the Department of Mysteries? This should be the reason why the Order of the Phoenix sent people to stay in the Department of Mysteries."

John figured out the intentions of both parties.

Voldemort wants to get something in the Department of Mysteries, and the Order of the Phoenix is ​​there to protect it from Voldemort.

That thing must be very important, as it could make Voldemort go to such great lengths to plan.

"Their fight will benefit me."

Sitting on the sofa, John rubbed the ring with his fingers and stared at the Horcrux cup.

"The Horcrux has reacted, and there was also the feeling of peeping last time."

John stared at the golden cup. Could it be that Voldemort was connected to the Horcruxes?

He probably didn't notice it, or was it because he tried to peel off the soul in the golden cup last time, which made him feel a sense of crisis?

Either way, the Gold Cup needs tighter defense.

"Clap."

The hour hand points to 12, Christmas is here.

John was at Silverhand Manor. He stood up and walked to the balcony of the manor.

The security guard patrolling outside smiled and said Merry Christmas to the security team.

He looked at the peaceful atmosphere outside and whispered, "Merry Christmas."

Looking up at the sky, I saw a dozen hippogriffs pulling a bunch of gifts and flying towards Knockturn Alley.

This Christmas is full of liveliness with fireworks and cheerful songs.

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Chapter 316 Joy and Christmas Gifts

Dumbledore did not leave the headmaster's office. He stared at the silver instrument with a complicated look in his eyes.

"If that child didn't lie, you should know what that means."