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Chapter 883 Scar tingling(1/3)

Time goes backwards.

When Hermione pulled Harry and they disapparated, Yaxley caught her, and Jon, who came out closely behind, was still a step too late and could not catch up with them directly.

But this situation was also in Jon's calculations, because he was not particularly familiar with the situation of the Ministry of Magic, and it was very possible that some problems would arise when looking for someone, so he and Hermione got vaccinated in advance.

, if they are caught by someone, they will immediately find an opportunity to escape there and go to a place no one knows.

Hermione did exactly that.

When she appeared in Grimmauld Place, she keenly noticed that there was someone following her, so while Yaxley was relaxing, she seized the opportunity to apparate to another place with the person.

The opportunity naturally came later and was created for her by Jon.

Jon used mental magic to disrupt Yaxley's thoughts a little, and then controlled the latter in his own hands.

Otherwise, the location of Grimmauld Place will be really exposed.

Even if Hermione becomes the leaker, she can still ensure that the location of this square is not known to many people, is seen by Yaxley, and is simultaneously seen by Yaxley and the Death Eaters squatting outside the door.

You see, there are two concepts.

Stephen appeared in front of Jon a moment later. As soon as he appeared, he saw Jon standing on the stone steps of Grimmauld Place, holding Yaxley's body in his hand, as if he was carrying a

chicken.

Of course he knew about this place. After all, Jon was also one of the Secret Keepers. Snape didn't tell anyone else the location of this place, but Jon did.

Moreover, under the interference of the magic network, the confidentiality effect of the Red Loyalty Curse is as bright and bright as a torch burning in the darkness.

"Take this man back and let Professor Lockhart process his memory. Don't modify it too much. Don't forget anything about today. But at the same time, don't let him have too many memories of the location of Grimmauld Place."

Jon's request seemed strange to Stephen.

"You yourself are a very superb master of memory magic, why don't you do it yourself?

I'll take it back to Professor Lockhart to do something about it, and then send him back. Isn't this very cumbersome?"

"The real point of asking Professor Lockhart to take action is that you can check this person's memory.

Although his status among the Death Eaters is not too high, he should always know some things that we don't know.

It is impossible for Snape to know everything. On the contrary, small people like this may know more. How to squeeze out his value is the problem you need to face. Now I am going to see Hermione and the others."

"Okay, okay, you are just like a nanny now, and I am even worse, I have to be your nanny's nanny."

Jon did not stay to listen to Stephen's complaints, he had already broken the space and left here.

The location of Hermione and the others had not been communicated to Jon beforehand, but the notebook he left on Hermione could help him find these people.

So the next moment, he disappeared from Grimmauld Square and came to a forest.

"Where is this?"

Looking at Hermione sobbing on the ground and Harry and Ron collapsed on the ground, Jon frowned.

There was no impression of this place in his mind. He had probably never been here before, so it was a bit strange for Hermione and the others to appear here.

"Teacher," Hermione took a deep breath to make her voice sound less crying: "This is the forest where the last Quidditch World Cup was held...Teacher, you don't know."

"Obviously I don't like this sport, and I wasn't there when you held the Quidditch match. I was busy with some things abroad at the time."

Naturally, it was impossible to talk to Hermione about these things, because there was no time to explain these things clearly.

"But you are indeed a little panicked."

Jon waved his hand, and a green leaf fell from his hand and landed on Weasley's head, preventing the little guy from bleeding to death.

"Fortunately, it's just a split body, the injury is not particularly serious. Remember to use white fresh essence later. Apparition should also be added to the transportation facility system in the future. If you have time, you can study this aspect. It will be very useful for you to work in the Ministry of Magic."

help."

"Teacher, is it possible for us to go to the Ministry of Magic now?"

"Don't worry, I will take care of the Ministry of Magic's affairs. This current... will not exist for long. We will do these things well. You can just take good care of them now, mainly taking care of Harry.

As for the little guy from the Weasley family, if anything happens to him, leave him alone and let him calm down. Don’t worry, I will arrange for someone to protect him and he will be fine."

Jon spoke very fast, giving Hermione no chance to interrupt. It was more of an order than an instruction.

"Okay, I will come to you in two days. You can move around freely these days. Don't lose the notebook I gave you. It's best to keep it in your bag and never take it out."

Jon glanced at Harry, who seemed to be about to wake up.

"Don't make them suspicious. It should be no problem for you."

Jon's voice paused, because a memory seemed to be remembered by him again in his mind.

But Hermione didn't know that the girl only saw the scene where Jon said this and then disappeared.

Harry woke up next to her, and she started sobbing instantly.

Harry opened his eyes and first saw a dazzling field of gold and green.

He didn't know what was happening, except that he seemed to be lying among branches and twigs.

He breathed hard, his lungs felt like they were crushed.

He blinked and realized that the dazzling colors were sunlight shining through the high canopy of trees.

Something twitched next to his face, and he knelt down with his hands on the ground, expecting to see some kind of vicious little animal, but it turned out to be Ron's foot.

Harry looked around and found that they and Hermione were all lying on the ground in the forest, as if there was no one else.

Harry's first thought was of the Forbidden Forest. For a moment, even though he knew how stupid and dangerous it was for the three of them to show up at Hogwarts, his heart was still beating with excitement at the thought of sneaking into Hagrid's hut through the woods.

Jump up.

At this time Ron groaned lowly, and Harry crawled towards him, and soon discovered that this was not the Forbidden Forest: the trees looked younger, the distance between them was wider, and the ground was more open.

He met Hermione next to Ron's head, who was also crawling.

Harry forgot everything when he saw Ron, because the left half of Ron's body was soaked in blood, and his face, which was pillowed on the soil and fallen leaves, was as white as ashes.

The potency of the Polyjuice Potion was wearing off, and Ron looked somewhere between Cattermole and himself. While the little bit of color on his face faded, his hair became increasingly red.

"What's up with him?"

"It's broken up."

Hermione said, her hands already busy touching Ron's sleeve, where the blood stain was the wettest and darkest.

Harry watched in horror as she tore off Ron's shirt, and his internal organs stirred uncomfortably. Hermione exposed Ron's upper arm, where a large piece of flesh was missing, as if it had been gouged out with a knife...

"Harry, come on, there is a small bottle in my bag that says White Fresh Essence——"

"In the bag - okay -"

Harry rushed to where Hermione had landed, grabbed the beaded bag, and inserted his hand into it.

Immediately, his hands touched one thing after another: the spine of a leather-covered book, the sleeves of a woolen sweater, the heels of shoes——

"Quick!"

He grabbed the wand from the ground and pointed it inside the magic packet.

"Flying white fresh food!"

A small brown bottle jumped out of the bag, he grabbed it and hurried back to Hermione and Ron.

Ron's eyes were half-open and half-closed, with only a little white of his upper and lower eyelids showing.

"He fainted."

Hermione also looked pale. She no longer looked like Mafalda, although her hair was still gray in places: "Open it for me, Harry, my hands are shaking."

Harry pulled off the stopper on the vial, and Hermione took the vial and poured three drops of medicine on the bleeding wound.

Green smoke rose billowingly, and when it dissipated, Harry saw that the bleeding had stopped. The wound looked as if it had been growing for several days, and the flesh that had just been exposed was covered with a layer of new skin.

"I only dare to do so much," Hermione said tremblingly: "There are some spells that can make him fully recover, but I don't dare to use them for fear of doing it wrong and causing more damage... He has already lost so much blood.

…”

"How could he be hurt? I mean,"

Harry shook his head, trying to clear his mind and figure out what happened: "Why are we here? Aren't we going back to Grimmauld Place?"

Hermione took a deep breath and looked like she was about to cry.

"Harry, I don't think we can go back."

"What--"

"When we Disapparated, Yaxley grabbed me and I couldn't shake him off, he was too strong.

When we got to Grimmauld Place, he still held on, and then - I think he must have seen the door and guessed that we were going to park there, so he loosened his grip a little, and I shook him off and took you to

Here it comes!”

"But, where is he? Wait...you didn't mean they were in Grimmauld Place, right? He can't get in, can he?"

Hermione's eyes flashed with tears and she shook her head.

"Harry, I think he can. I - I used the Detachment Curse to force him to let go, but I have already brought him into the protection of the Fidelity Charm.
To be continued...
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