Chapter 406 Encounter in the Underground Labyrinth (2)
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 406 Encounter in the Underground Labyrinth ([-])
"Lestat Bellatrix!"
Voldemort hissed softly.
Bellatrix took a step forward with her head bowed, and she trembled a little uncomfortably.
"Disappointed, I admit that I am disappointed...you interrupted the progress of my magic ritual, you should know my current situation..."
"I thought you could handle this perfectly!"
"Master... I am faithful... I found Harry..."
Bellatrix said tremulously.
Antonin Dolokhov, who was standing next to her, was even more miserable, trembling from head to toe, and almost fell to the ground.
"I know, you've done a good job, I do need him - Harry Potter!"
"Voldemort will not treat those who have helped him...I will reward you!"
Bellatrix said excitedly, "No, there is no need...Master, your honor is my best reward..."
Voldemort floated in the air in a black robe and looked down at the witch, two red lights flashing, "But I'm still very disappointed... A clumsy trick of a little Muggle wizard, an underground labyrinth cast [Untraceable Stretching Curse] trapped you, and it's still so clumsy."
"Extremely embarrassed, look at you, a group of Death Eaters have been tricked by some students who haven't graduated yet... That McGuffin Albert's little trick, right? I can already smell the stench of his magic power..."
"and……"
"Weak and incompetent, unbearable!"
The black robe suddenly swept past the witch, came up behind her, and shouted sharply at Dolokhov who had been sobbing and moaning because of his injured finger.
Hearing these words, Antonin Dolokhov suddenly fell to the ground. He crawled under Voldemort's black robe and fell to the ground with blood flowing. He screamed and begged.
"Owner……"
"My master, forgive me! I... I will prove it... Please give me one more chance, I will tear that mudblood into pieces..."
His whole body kept trembling, begging and screaming.
"Idiot! You still don't understand, McGuffin Albert is not important to me now, the important thing is to bring Harry to me, from Hogwarts..."
"Don't bother with other things!"
"Remember, I cannot allow the next failure!"
"Now that the original purpose has been achieved, Harry has been captured. Then—plan ahead!" Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice quickly came from under the hood.
"Master!" Bellatrix exclaimed.
"I must keep the sight and attention of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore here at Hogwarts, and the ritual of the dementors has begun and cannot be stopped."
"Before my temporary body collapses, I need to use it as a waste, don't I?"
"It just so happens that MacGuffin Albert is also here. I will split up some dementors to capture this little wizard... Of course, the rest of the trash will also do this together. McGuffin itself is what the group of dementors desire. This is their agreement with me."
"As for you... that dementor that will come over later, get out of here first!"
"Bring Harry to me, to the real me, not the remnants of this dementor's body!"
After Voldemort coldly made the arrangement, the black robe suddenly fell to the ground and ignited spontaneously without fire.
The black-red mist floated out of the black robe and penetrated into Dolokhov's nostrils (making his complexion much better), while the remaining thick white mist floated in the air, turning into thin and strong white ropes and winding towards the depths of the tunnel.
Soon, a dementor appeared in front of them following the string of white mist.
Harry was escorted by the two Death Eaters, walking slowly with the dementor.
Not long after,
Harry had to painfully confirm that the road led by this dementor was correct, and the forks on both sides turned out to be less...
—They are leaving here.
……
"Did you feel it?"
McGuffin supported his head and pressed his temples hard so that he could suppress the burning feeling deep in his brain.
(This is caused by the excitement of 'Black Nightmare' being deeply connected to his mind.)
It is longing, wanting to devour something!
The biting chill in the air also reminded him from another aspect that there was a new 'guest' in this underground passage.
—It's a dementor!
McGuffin turned back and asked Ron Hermione how they felt, wanting to confirm his own thoughts.
"Ha-ha, it's so cold!"
Hermione was trembling with her arms folded,
She was trembling all over, her lips were purple, and her skin was as dead white as if soaked in cold water.
She exhaled and breathed intermittently, and rubbed her arms vigorously, looking almost fainted.
"Hermione!"
Except for Hermione, the condition of the rest of them was not much better, and Ron also relied on George's support to keep from fainting on the ground.
And George and Fred weren't as upbeat and cheerful as they used to be.
They were listless and followed McGuffin with his eyes in a daze.
Because of this, the two didn't notice the situation of Ron and Hermione, and they only reacted to McGuffin's exclamation.
It was only then that McGuffin realized that the torture of the Death Eaters just now had left them with very serious psychological trauma, especially now that these Death Eaters were chasing after them closely, leaving them no breath...
This makes them more susceptible to dementors.
Moreover, they had neither learned [Occlumency] nor [Patronus Charm], not to mention that all the wands in their hands were taken away by those Death Eaters.
These factors made them unable to sustain themselves.
McGuffin hesitated, but waved his wand again.
"Call God Guard!"
A silver-white mist sprayed out from the tip of the wand, slowly drifting to the four of them, floating around, entangled, and lightly touching them.
Soon, several people regained their blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They feel better.
But McGuffin felt like his brain was exploding, his eardrums were rumbling, and every muscle in his body was throbbing with pain.
This is backlash.
[Guardian Charm] and [Calling God Nightmare] are completely opposite methods of casting.
They are triggered by two distinct emotions (anger caused by fear, and joy against fear), and cast spells through ancient spells.
This also means that the two spells can easily conflict with each other.
It’s okay if it’s cast one after the other, but the key is that McGuffin is maintaining the existence of [Spiritual Nightmare] to protect everyone’s safety (especially when he senses the attack of the Dementor, he has to ensure that the black nightmare exists at all times),
Casting both spells at the same time can easily cause an imbalance and backlash of the magic power in his body.
Although McGuffin reluctantly cast the [Guardian Charm], the backlash caused by the conflict of magical powers was still inevitable.
"McGuffin!"
It wasn't until Hermione and the others recovered that they discovered McGuffin's plight.
He froze in place, unable to move, and the muscles on his face throbbed in pain.
And at this time, something that made them even more desperate happened.
The 'Nightmare' who was on guard ahead, jumped and approached them in the passage, and signaled to them.
Then a thin layer of thick fog slowly flowed from the ground and submerged it.
"It's a Dementor!"
Ron, who had recovered, shouted eagerly.
He suddenly realized, "That's right, those Death Eaters are here, escaped with them, where can the dementors who betrayed the Ministry of Magic go?"
"Definitely with them."
The twins found another piece of worse news, "This is the road, this road leads to [Honeydukes]...the Froome couple was tortured in that basement, we heard...we passed this road, I remember...it's here."
"Hermione... the way you found is going out, but in the wrong direction."
The two said excitedly.
"Damn, what should we do? Turn around again?" Hermione asked a little at a loss,
Hearing the sound, she has regained her strength.
"It's too late!" Ron yelled anxiously.
He threw the others to the ground.
A pale golden curse struck from behind, directly blasting a big hole in the earthen wall behind them.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and large pieces of soil crackled and hit the heads of several people like raindrops.
McGuffin recovered from the fall, regaining control of his body (although the hand holding the wand was still trembling).
"Damn it, Dolokhov, do you want to bury us all here?"
The voice of the Death Eater named Trevor came from behind in a panic.
Bellatrix came up to them, controlling Harry with her wand, and said sarcastically, "Look what we found?"
"Dirty Mudblood, we finally meet!"
Her tone was full of anger, and she stared at McGuffin who hurriedly stood up and raised his wand to beware of them.
Bellatrix trembled as she held the wand. She knew she couldn't be dragged here, but this Mudblood made her feel angry and hated from the bottom of her heart. She had never wanted so much... longed to pluck a Mudblood's head from his neck.
McGuffin also held his Thestral tail feather wand tightly. He knew that he couldn't compete with these Death Eaters head-on, he had to find a way... he had to find a way to survive.
Take a gamble?
From the few Death Eaters he saw just now, McGuffin knew that all the Death Eaters who had escaped from Azkaban Prison seemed to be in this underground passage.
If they rushed back, I don't know if they could rush out of Honeydukes and find some wizards in Hogsmeade who could help them. (Even if the Dementor had his hand there, relying on the Nightmare MacGuffin, they would still be sure to let a few people escape there smoothly.)
Because these Death Eaters must not be walking in Hogsmeade openly, they must have controlled the Froome couple secretly.
"Bellatrix, don't forget your master's order! We don't have another chance!"
Trevor saw Bella's chest rising and falling violently, staring and biting MacGuffin like a vicious dog, so he hurriedly reminded them loudly that they still had important tasks to do.
"I know! Trevor!"
"Ask that dementor where we are going!"
McGuffin motioned for Ron and the others to back away, then pointed his wand at Bellatrix.
The two wands are facing each other, maintaining a fragile balance.
(Bellatrix also understands that this little wizard is not easy to deal with. ... This maze, as well as the Fierce Fire Curse and Fire Curse used in the first meeting, and the attack just now, undoubtedly prove that he is indeed capable of fighting them. Now her key is to complete the task of the Dark Lord, not to fight a duel with a little wizard here, so she didn't do it right away.)
Trevor took out a palm-sized long-haired eight-legged spider from the pocket of his robe (Australian tarantula style, covered with horrible fluff, with two big pincers constantly moving),
Then he took out his wand, pointed at it, and muttered an unidentified spell that sounded very sinister.
As the spider continued to tremble, the black-gray shell began to melt a brown-yellow mucus.
This guy actually stuffed the spider directly into his mouth.
Cuckoo!
—Crack!
He bit down bitingly.
The spider's leg, which was covered with grayish-yellow mucus, was hanging by his mouth, and was sucked in by one of them.
Uh
--vomit!vomit!
Facing this scene, McGuffin retched again and again.
He felt that he could no longer look directly at any crabs, lobsters, and some crustaceans and arthropods on the dining table.
Even Ron and the others, who backed away and slowly hid behind another fork, were stunned. They stood there and stopped, feeling that most of their sanity points were reduced by this dark and disgusting black magic.
Then the Death Eater's Trevor's lips turned black,
His face was blue and pale, and there were even some purple scars slowly spreading on the exposed skin.
In the end, he let out a sound like a chainsaw turning and rubbing, mixed with glass shattering.
- Communicate with Dementors.
After this disgusting and horrifying scene, Trevor the Death Eater walked up to Bellatrix and whispered something in Bellatrix's ear.
Then, McGuffin saw the cold light in Bellatrix's eyes, and the death eater Trevor's eyes were also very unkind.
"Go!"
"Do it, Dolokhov!"
"The exit is right behind them!"
"Bones in pieces!"
"Avadaso—"
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
McGuffin waved his wand first, and an invisible gravitational force threw the Death Eaters and Harry towards the four directions of the tunnel, and their spells of various colors rubbed against the dirt wall halfway.
The wand missed the McGuffin.
(When those same types of spells such as [Levitation Curse], [Shock Absorbing Curse], [Flying Curse] reach a certain stage (after the [Master] or [Extraordinary] stage), they can be combined to cast spells in the way of ancient spells.
McGuffin can now directly control objects in this way, change the original state of existence of the object, and control the object to make any movement without using various spells.
This also makes his casting speed extremely fast. )
"Go! Ron, Hermione!"
The MacGuffin ran and walked, waving his wand frequently.
He relied on fast casting, and every time he cast a spell first, although it was not powerful, it was extremely fast, causing the three Death Eaters behind to be frequently interfered with casting spells.
This situation made the Death Eaters who were running behind very angry. Trevor took his wand and shouted, "Stop chanting spells stupidly, use your best skills, and cast spells silently...Damn it, this little wizard is trickier than most adult wizards! Don't let him control the rhythm of casting spells!"
"Damn it, don't use black magic, leave a whole body, and the Dark Lord will draw his fresh blood." Bellatrix screamed.
The damage of each color is not great, and ordinary spells start to be shot like machine gun bullets.
Fuck!
McGuffin cursed secretly, but he also knew that his cleverness could only gain the upper hand for a while.
After barely dealing with two or three spells with the universal decurse.
He was powerless to stop the spell coming from behind the Death Eaters,
The curses came one after another, like raindrops falling on the floating layer of [Protection Spells] on his surface.
Two or three more times and it will be completely broken.
McGuffin didn't dare to stay. After taking a look at Harry and the dementor guarding him, he cast two spells backwards, trying to block the Death Eaters a little.
"There are many obstacles!"
"Burning flames!"
Afterwards, he accelerated himself and Ron and the others, then quickly opened the distance, turned around and left the Death Eaters, and hurried towards the stone staircase leading to the basement of [Honey Dukes].
(End of this chapter)
"Lestat Bellatrix!"
Voldemort hissed softly.
Bellatrix took a step forward with her head bowed, and she trembled a little uncomfortably.
"Disappointed, I admit that I am disappointed...you interrupted the progress of my magic ritual, you should know my current situation..."
"I thought you could handle this perfectly!"
"Master... I am faithful... I found Harry..."
Bellatrix said tremulously.
Antonin Dolokhov, who was standing next to her, was even more miserable, trembling from head to toe, and almost fell to the ground.
"I know, you've done a good job, I do need him - Harry Potter!"
"Voldemort will not treat those who have helped him...I will reward you!"
Bellatrix said excitedly, "No, there is no need...Master, your honor is my best reward..."
Voldemort floated in the air in a black robe and looked down at the witch, two red lights flashing, "But I'm still very disappointed... A clumsy trick of a little Muggle wizard, an underground labyrinth cast [Untraceable Stretching Curse] trapped you, and it's still so clumsy."
"Extremely embarrassed, look at you, a group of Death Eaters have been tricked by some students who haven't graduated yet... That McGuffin Albert's little trick, right? I can already smell the stench of his magic power..."
"and……"
"Weak and incompetent, unbearable!"
The black robe suddenly swept past the witch, came up behind her, and shouted sharply at Dolokhov who had been sobbing and moaning because of his injured finger.
Hearing these words, Antonin Dolokhov suddenly fell to the ground. He crawled under Voldemort's black robe and fell to the ground with blood flowing. He screamed and begged.
"Owner……"
"My master, forgive me! I... I will prove it... Please give me one more chance, I will tear that mudblood into pieces..."
His whole body kept trembling, begging and screaming.
"Idiot! You still don't understand, McGuffin Albert is not important to me now, the important thing is to bring Harry to me, from Hogwarts..."
"Don't bother with other things!"
"Remember, I cannot allow the next failure!"
"Now that the original purpose has been achieved, Harry has been captured. Then—plan ahead!" Voldemort's cold, high-pitched voice quickly came from under the hood.
"Master!" Bellatrix exclaimed.
"I must keep the sight and attention of the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore here at Hogwarts, and the ritual of the dementors has begun and cannot be stopped."
"Before my temporary body collapses, I need to use it as a waste, don't I?"
"It just so happens that MacGuffin Albert is also here. I will split up some dementors to capture this little wizard... Of course, the rest of the trash will also do this together. McGuffin itself is what the group of dementors desire. This is their agreement with me."
"As for you... that dementor that will come over later, get out of here first!"
"Bring Harry to me, to the real me, not the remnants of this dementor's body!"
After Voldemort coldly made the arrangement, the black robe suddenly fell to the ground and ignited spontaneously without fire.
The black-red mist floated out of the black robe and penetrated into Dolokhov's nostrils (making his complexion much better), while the remaining thick white mist floated in the air, turning into thin and strong white ropes and winding towards the depths of the tunnel.
Soon, a dementor appeared in front of them following the string of white mist.
Harry was escorted by the two Death Eaters, walking slowly with the dementor.
Not long after,
Harry had to painfully confirm that the road led by this dementor was correct, and the forks on both sides turned out to be less...
—They are leaving here.
……
"Did you feel it?"
McGuffin supported his head and pressed his temples hard so that he could suppress the burning feeling deep in his brain.
(This is caused by the excitement of 'Black Nightmare' being deeply connected to his mind.)
It is longing, wanting to devour something!
The biting chill in the air also reminded him from another aspect that there was a new 'guest' in this underground passage.
—It's a dementor!
McGuffin turned back and asked Ron Hermione how they felt, wanting to confirm his own thoughts.
"Ha-ha, it's so cold!"
Hermione was trembling with her arms folded,
She was trembling all over, her lips were purple, and her skin was as dead white as if soaked in cold water.
She exhaled and breathed intermittently, and rubbed her arms vigorously, looking almost fainted.
"Hermione!"
Except for Hermione, the condition of the rest of them was not much better, and Ron also relied on George's support to keep from fainting on the ground.
And George and Fred weren't as upbeat and cheerful as they used to be.
They were listless and followed McGuffin with his eyes in a daze.
Because of this, the two didn't notice the situation of Ron and Hermione, and they only reacted to McGuffin's exclamation.
It was only then that McGuffin realized that the torture of the Death Eaters just now had left them with very serious psychological trauma, especially now that these Death Eaters were chasing after them closely, leaving them no breath...
This makes them more susceptible to dementors.
Moreover, they had neither learned [Occlumency] nor [Patronus Charm], not to mention that all the wands in their hands were taken away by those Death Eaters.
These factors made them unable to sustain themselves.
McGuffin hesitated, but waved his wand again.
"Call God Guard!"
A silver-white mist sprayed out from the tip of the wand, slowly drifting to the four of them, floating around, entangled, and lightly touching them.
Soon, several people regained their blood color at a speed visible to the naked eye.
They feel better.
But McGuffin felt like his brain was exploding, his eardrums were rumbling, and every muscle in his body was throbbing with pain.
This is backlash.
[Guardian Charm] and [Calling God Nightmare] are completely opposite methods of casting.
They are triggered by two distinct emotions (anger caused by fear, and joy against fear), and cast spells through ancient spells.
This also means that the two spells can easily conflict with each other.
It’s okay if it’s cast one after the other, but the key is that McGuffin is maintaining the existence of [Spiritual Nightmare] to protect everyone’s safety (especially when he senses the attack of the Dementor, he has to ensure that the black nightmare exists at all times),
Casting both spells at the same time can easily cause an imbalance and backlash of the magic power in his body.
Although McGuffin reluctantly cast the [Guardian Charm], the backlash caused by the conflict of magical powers was still inevitable.
"McGuffin!"
It wasn't until Hermione and the others recovered that they discovered McGuffin's plight.
He froze in place, unable to move, and the muscles on his face throbbed in pain.
And at this time, something that made them even more desperate happened.
The 'Nightmare' who was on guard ahead, jumped and approached them in the passage, and signaled to them.
Then a thin layer of thick fog slowly flowed from the ground and submerged it.
"It's a Dementor!"
Ron, who had recovered, shouted eagerly.
He suddenly realized, "That's right, those Death Eaters are here, escaped with them, where can the dementors who betrayed the Ministry of Magic go?"
"Definitely with them."
The twins found another piece of worse news, "This is the road, this road leads to [Honeydukes]...the Froome couple was tortured in that basement, we heard...we passed this road, I remember...it's here."
"Hermione... the way you found is going out, but in the wrong direction."
The two said excitedly.
"Damn, what should we do? Turn around again?" Hermione asked a little at a loss,
Hearing the sound, she has regained her strength.
"It's too late!" Ron yelled anxiously.
He threw the others to the ground.
A pale golden curse struck from behind, directly blasting a big hole in the earthen wall behind them.
Smoke and dust filled the air, and large pieces of soil crackled and hit the heads of several people like raindrops.
McGuffin recovered from the fall, regaining control of his body (although the hand holding the wand was still trembling).
"Damn it, Dolokhov, do you want to bury us all here?"
The voice of the Death Eater named Trevor came from behind in a panic.
Bellatrix came up to them, controlling Harry with her wand, and said sarcastically, "Look what we found?"
"Dirty Mudblood, we finally meet!"
Her tone was full of anger, and she stared at McGuffin who hurriedly stood up and raised his wand to beware of them.
Bellatrix trembled as she held the wand. She knew she couldn't be dragged here, but this Mudblood made her feel angry and hated from the bottom of her heart. She had never wanted so much... longed to pluck a Mudblood's head from his neck.
McGuffin also held his Thestral tail feather wand tightly. He knew that he couldn't compete with these Death Eaters head-on, he had to find a way... he had to find a way to survive.
Take a gamble?
From the few Death Eaters he saw just now, McGuffin knew that all the Death Eaters who had escaped from Azkaban Prison seemed to be in this underground passage.
If they rushed back, I don't know if they could rush out of Honeydukes and find some wizards in Hogsmeade who could help them. (Even if the Dementor had his hand there, relying on the Nightmare MacGuffin, they would still be sure to let a few people escape there smoothly.)
Because these Death Eaters must not be walking in Hogsmeade openly, they must have controlled the Froome couple secretly.
"Bellatrix, don't forget your master's order! We don't have another chance!"
Trevor saw Bella's chest rising and falling violently, staring and biting MacGuffin like a vicious dog, so he hurriedly reminded them loudly that they still had important tasks to do.
"I know! Trevor!"
"Ask that dementor where we are going!"
McGuffin motioned for Ron and the others to back away, then pointed his wand at Bellatrix.
The two wands are facing each other, maintaining a fragile balance.
(Bellatrix also understands that this little wizard is not easy to deal with. ... This maze, as well as the Fierce Fire Curse and Fire Curse used in the first meeting, and the attack just now, undoubtedly prove that he is indeed capable of fighting them. Now her key is to complete the task of the Dark Lord, not to fight a duel with a little wizard here, so she didn't do it right away.)
Trevor took out a palm-sized long-haired eight-legged spider from the pocket of his robe (Australian tarantula style, covered with horrible fluff, with two big pincers constantly moving),
Then he took out his wand, pointed at it, and muttered an unidentified spell that sounded very sinister.
As the spider continued to tremble, the black-gray shell began to melt a brown-yellow mucus.
This guy actually stuffed the spider directly into his mouth.
Cuckoo!
—Crack!
He bit down bitingly.
The spider's leg, which was covered with grayish-yellow mucus, was hanging by his mouth, and was sucked in by one of them.
Uh
--vomit!vomit!
Facing this scene, McGuffin retched again and again.
He felt that he could no longer look directly at any crabs, lobsters, and some crustaceans and arthropods on the dining table.
Even Ron and the others, who backed away and slowly hid behind another fork, were stunned. They stood there and stopped, feeling that most of their sanity points were reduced by this dark and disgusting black magic.
Then the Death Eater's Trevor's lips turned black,
His face was blue and pale, and there were even some purple scars slowly spreading on the exposed skin.
In the end, he let out a sound like a chainsaw turning and rubbing, mixed with glass shattering.
- Communicate with Dementors.
After this disgusting and horrifying scene, Trevor the Death Eater walked up to Bellatrix and whispered something in Bellatrix's ear.
Then, McGuffin saw the cold light in Bellatrix's eyes, and the death eater Trevor's eyes were also very unkind.
"Go!"
"Do it, Dolokhov!"
"The exit is right behind them!"
"Bones in pieces!"
"Avadaso—"
"Drill the heart and gouge out the bone!"
McGuffin waved his wand first, and an invisible gravitational force threw the Death Eaters and Harry towards the four directions of the tunnel, and their spells of various colors rubbed against the dirt wall halfway.
The wand missed the McGuffin.
(When those same types of spells such as [Levitation Curse], [Shock Absorbing Curse], [Flying Curse] reach a certain stage (after the [Master] or [Extraordinary] stage), they can be combined to cast spells in the way of ancient spells.
McGuffin can now directly control objects in this way, change the original state of existence of the object, and control the object to make any movement without using various spells.
This also makes his casting speed extremely fast. )
"Go! Ron, Hermione!"
The MacGuffin ran and walked, waving his wand frequently.
He relied on fast casting, and every time he cast a spell first, although it was not powerful, it was extremely fast, causing the three Death Eaters behind to be frequently interfered with casting spells.
This situation made the Death Eaters who were running behind very angry. Trevor took his wand and shouted, "Stop chanting spells stupidly, use your best skills, and cast spells silently...Damn it, this little wizard is trickier than most adult wizards! Don't let him control the rhythm of casting spells!"
"Damn it, don't use black magic, leave a whole body, and the Dark Lord will draw his fresh blood." Bellatrix screamed.
The damage of each color is not great, and ordinary spells start to be shot like machine gun bullets.
Fuck!
McGuffin cursed secretly, but he also knew that his cleverness could only gain the upper hand for a while.
After barely dealing with two or three spells with the universal decurse.
He was powerless to stop the spell coming from behind the Death Eaters,
The curses came one after another, like raindrops falling on the floating layer of [Protection Spells] on his surface.
Two or three more times and it will be completely broken.
McGuffin didn't dare to stay. After taking a look at Harry and the dementor guarding him, he cast two spells backwards, trying to block the Death Eaters a little.
"There are many obstacles!"
"Burning flames!"
Afterwards, he accelerated himself and Ron and the others, then quickly opened the distance, turned around and left the Death Eaters, and hurried towards the stone staircase leading to the basement of [Honey Dukes].
(End of this chapter)
