Chapter 559: Unlock (modified, sincerely thank the leader of the night, drunk dreams and no traces)

The Hogwarts Library, being forced to face Allen with Hermione ’s answer to the history of magic exam just now, noticed the arrival of Ms. Gray, the ghost of Ravenclaw ’s college, who was facing Ai while passing by their desk Lun nodded.

Allen also nodded slightly to the female ghost: "Thank you for your help, Ms. Gray."

"I don't call that name." Helena Ravenclaw stopped moving and turned around.

Allen tentatively said in a uncertain tone, "Uh ... sorry, then I can call you Helena?" The female ghost nodded, then fluttered to the wall and passed through.

With the book in front of him, Allen said to Hermione who was still immersed in the book of history of magic: "Hermione, Hay ... Ms. Gray just proved that the mysterious man plan that Lucius told us before did happen. Harry just went to McGonagall to talk about his dreams. Do n’t worry about the answer, please tell my father to start the layout first, and if you really have to participate in person, return to the Ministry of Magic and Penello to join the umbrella team Follow you in a few people. Also watch me after the battle starts, do n’t let Penello approach me and Voldemort without permission. "

In the Gryffindor common room, Harry told Ron his dream and the conversation with Professor McGonagall. Ron opened his mouth and looked a little dazed: "Harry, are you sure?"

"I saw it with my own eyes just as I saw your father's attack last time." Harry found his voice trembling. "The question is, how do we get there?"

There was a moment of silence, and then Ron said, "Go-where?"

"Go to the Ministry of Magic, in order to save Sirius in time!" Harry said loudly, "I can't just stand by and watch, you know, he is now my only relative."

"We have to use the fireplace network access." Ron saw Harry's attitude, no longer persuading, and began to help find a way.

"All fireplaces in Hogwarts were monitored by the Flyway Administration, and it was the mother of the traitor Marietta who was in charge of Mrs. Akmo!" Harry was a little upset.

"Is there one?" Ron's finger nodded to his lips. "The one in the headmaster's office, she always kept one for herself."

"Let's go together." Harry and Ron turned their heads quickly, and found that Ginny, Fletcher, and Neville had already stood behind him, and it was Ginny who was talking.

"No, it's too dangerous." Harry refused.

"We are brave Gryffindors, Harry, we can help." Neville said, and Friegg nodded desperately beside him.

"You can't help." Harry refused impatiently.

"It's not okay to speak in this tone, Harry." Ginny said coldly.

"Wait," Ron said suddenly, "Wait ... Harry, they can help. We need someone to help us stand guard. When we break into her office, we need to prevent students from approaching there, otherwise there will be Slater Lin ’s students went to report to her. "

"Navi and I can stand on both sides of the corridor," Ginny said without thinking. "Warning people not to go forward because someone has put a lot of gas in their throat locks." Ginny's false words came and Ron looked surprised . Ginny shrugged and said, "Fred and George had planned to do this."

"Okay, that's it." Although Harry was impatient, he admitted that they wanted to accompany him to face the danger as an expression of concern and loyalty.

Harry and they soon came to the door of the headmaster's room. Facing the stone monster guarding the gate, Harry tried the password "zizi honey candy" that Dumbledore had known he had set. To his surprise, he actually was Passed once. However, the gate above with the copper ring blocked their way-Umbridge obviously did not really obtain the authority of the principal to open the real defensive magic system of the principal ’s office, she just forcibly used her own method to let The door closed.

Ron stretched out his wand and said to the gate: "Araho caves open." But the door didn't move.

Anxious Harry pulled Ron and used a stronger spell "Open the portal!" At the lock. The lock radiated a light, but nothing happened.

"She set up a special anti-locking spell." Ron's hand stroked his chin and concluded.

Everyone is a bit frustrated, is it just that they have returned without success?

"That ... please let me try it." Foleg Brown behind them stood up.

After coming to Hogwarts, Friegg's results were not satisfactory. His magical talent and potential are among the worst among the little wizards, and his Muggle background made him know nothing about the magic world. He also does not have the smart brain and terrible execution power to make up for these shortcomings like Hermione Granger.

Harry Potter, his good friend at Muggle school, is a long-famous savior in the magic world, regardless of whether adults or children regard him as a star. As soon as Harry on the train let the pure-blooded children find out, he was surrounded by groups. When another good friend, Alan Harris, entered Hogwarts, Foleg felt that the gap was so big that he had doubts about whether he really knew each other, or that he was in Muggle school. Is the Allen you met in here really Allen?

Fleige soon discovered that he was unable to continue to stay with them as he did at Muggle schools, or that he had no confidence to continue to do so, even against the two auras of Harry and Allen, his grades and learning The progress made him more inferior. He even worried that Allen, who had become the first person in Hogwarts to score points, really agreed to his request when he first entered school and invited himself to be a guest at Harris's house. But for Fletcher, fortunately, Allen apparently forgot this agreement-he is getting farther away from others, and even Harry with the name of the savior has already been left behind ... …

Until Flague Brown and Neville Longbottom realized that they were close to each other, they completely ignored the origins of pure blood and Muggles in a true sense and became good friends who support each other without putting pressure on each other.

But at this time, seeing the best Harry ever they were anxious and depressed because of the invalid spell, Foleg habitually looked for Neville-usually also weaker Neville knew that Foleg was even better than himself. In some situations, he stood up bravely and became a spokesperson for his friends.

Realizing that Neville was ventilating in the distance, Frieger took a deep breath and said the request to try.

"Freg, what do you want to do?" Ron watched Frog unconsciously, pulling out his hair, and pulled out his fourteen-inch cypress unicorn fur wand. He didn't understand the usual company. What ordinary classmates are trying to do is not easy to play.

Frog's iron wire into the gap of the door lock-because of the tension, he even tried twice to succeed ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Freig turned gently but revealed that there was usually a little Self-confidence: "This is the door-opening technique of Muggles. When I was young, my sister often had to lock me in the room to prevent me from going out when I had to be a nanny after the adults went out. I had to find a way to Get it out yourself. "

The little wizards looked at Friegg curiously. The problem that magic cannot solve, can it be done with Muggle?

After Flague turned a few times, he clicked and the lock was unlocked. He jumped back excitedly and then looked at Harry brightly, "Cool! At least I can help you, Harry, Umri Kiki really only wanted to resist the magic of the wizards. "

Friegg briefly recovered a few traces of the tuberculosis speech and memory, and the voice that had obviously changed due to development made Harry a bit dazed for a moment. He felt like he was back in that moment at this moment. Gua School, back to the time when his cousin Dali was confronted with Allen and Flague-how did the three good friends of the year become like this? Thinking of this, Harry opened his mouth and wanted to thank this good friend who had been neglected for a long time, but found that the word like 鲠 in his throat made him silent, and finally, Harry put his hand on Frog's shoulder and put his arms around He hugged him, then pushed open the door and strode in.

In the headmaster's room, Dolores Umbridge hung her plates with various cats on a wall, opposite the portraits of previous headmasters.

Those ugly kittens were basking in the setting sun on their plates. Besides, the office was silent and Ron was relieved. But what he didn't see was that the weird black cat on the plate in the corner turned around silently and left the portrait.