Chapter 365 Mr. Minister, please do me a favor
The black mist of Boggart surrounded the entire ward.
In the room, Hermione quietly lowered her head after hearing the blood pact.
Especially after learning that this covenant was based on blood and emotional bonds, her cheeks felt slightly hot.
Although ghosts don't feel hot, they are still shy.
Hermione looked down at her toes, folded her hands on her belly, and didn't respond verbally for a moment.
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at the same time.
After seeing Hermione's silence, Ino didn't know what to say for a moment.
The blood alliance was the best solution he came up with. It was a real win-win situation for both sides and a loss for both sides.
He could not use Sanctuary to force Hermione because it was a kind of harm, and the most fundamental oath of the Blood Pact was not to harm each other.
As for having an extra emotional tie.
To be honest, the moment Hermione swooped out, a lot of things were self-evident...
Last night, after Snape left, Ino also thought about it.
If it was Hermione who was lying there at that time, would he be able to stand in front of her when facing the Death Curse? Facing the true answer in his heart, he was a little silent.
But what follows is emotion, the complexity and change of the human heart, like a never-ending kaleidoscope.
Sacrifice is always the brightest shining point of human nature.
Hermione did, but he hesitated.
And this is why he did not hesitate to use the shelter as a token.
Because in the face of goodwill, you must always repay it with the same goodwill.
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But at present, Hermione seems to be a little confused.
After thinking for a moment, Ino slowly said: "Actually, if you don't want to..."
"No! I do!" Hermione raised her head decisively.
At this moment, she no longer cared about being reserved and shy. Who knows what might happen if she continues to be reserved.
"Are you sure?" Ino slowly raised his head.
"I'm sure!" Hermione nodded equally seriously.
"Okay! Leave the rest to me! We still need some preparations." After a day, the corners of Ino's mouth curved for the first time.
"What about my parents?" Hermione mentioned what happened at the beginning again.
"Although the resurrection is very fast! But this matter is also left to me. It happens that I know a wizard who is good at forgetting spells."
Ino said with a smile, while turning his gaze to the door surrounded by Boggarts.
With his mood relaxed, he felt the visitor at the door, and there was something just right for him to come forward.
"Then leave it to you! I have to take this opportunity to experience ghost life! Oh yes...and Ginny, I'm going to scare her..."
As she spoke, Hermione passed through the ceiling. After the figure disappeared, she stuck her head out again:
"By the way, remember to tell me when you're ready."
"Of course!" Ino nodded slightly and replied firmly.
As Hermione left, he stretched out his hand to caress the ice crystal coffin, and at the same time, his figure disappeared from the place.
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Second floor corridor.
Professor McGonagall and Fudge, neither of them spoke, just stood quietly outside the ward.
Just when they thought they wouldn't be able to see Ino today, the black fog covering the door suddenly disappeared like a tide.
The door was opened.
"Sorry, Professor! I was just chatting with Hermione!" Ino looked at Professor McGonagall.
Just a word, Professor McGonagall's originally calm eyes became slightly moist.
"I'm the one who said I'm sorry! I didn't do a good job as the vice principal!"
She took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and said, "Hey...but now it's Minister Fudge who has something to ask you!"
As the words fell, Fudge's eyes suddenly widened, and he turned his head stiffly to look at Professor McGonagall.
It is hard to imagine that a wily politician would one day be unable to control his expression.
Shock, confusion, confusion, betrayal, helplessness, and a trace of grievance and resentment...
At that moment, Fudge really felt aggrieved. What did this have to do with him? He didn't want to come in the first place, so he had to be forced to come.
The results of it? After he came, he said this again...
But now he couldn't say anything because the students opposite him had already turned their eyes.
"That's right...Mr. Swinburne! Well...because of Ms. McGonagall's strong request..."
There was no way to hide, so Fudge immediately stated his purpose concisely.
"I know!" Ino nodded calmly, and then said: "But not now, because I have more important things to do..."
"Of course! These are all trivial matters." Facing the rejection, Fudge breathed a sigh of relief.
"You do your thing first, leave the Ministry of Magic and the Wizengamot to me! They can't blame a student for an accident. Our duty is to be fair and just..."
At this moment, Fudge seemed to be filled with light.
I have no memory of the time when a Muggle-born girl who had just turned 17 was sent to Azkaban for conjuring a flower in front of her mother's grave...
On the other side, Professor McGonagall didn't say anything more after seeing Ino's decision. Fudge came forward and everything would be easy to talk about.
But now, there was real concern flashing in her eyes.
In the past few decades, she has seen too many wizards who went to extremes because of hatred. But at this time, you can only let the other party do it first. Forcibly preaching will be counterproductive.
at the same time.
After receiving Fudge's answer, Ino nodded slightly and continued:
"Okay! Thank you, Mr. Minister, for your understanding! But I still need help from Mr. Minister for something else..."
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Time passed quietly during the conversation.
When Hermione appeared in the castle and in the Gryffindor common room, it also caused a stir.
In fact, this is normal. Although the young wizards are used to seeing ghosts, they only regard ghosts as decorations.
Suddenly one day, when the people around you become ghosts, this kind of shock and impact is truly terrible.
Gryffindor common room.
Ginny looked at her old friend with tears in her eyes, the figure floating in the air, the pearly white of death.
Not only Ginny, but all Gryffindor people had a sad face, and George and Fred had no smiles on their faces.
Harry, Ron, Neville, Dean, Colin, Angelina... Even Lavender, who had always been at odds with Hermione, quietly wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes at this moment.
...
When Hermione appeared in Gryffindor.
Under the castle, Snape also took out a sealed box from the shelf in the dark room.
After opening it, there were neatly arranged feathers of the Silent Bird inside, and this material is one of the most important materials for preparing the truth serum.
After hearing what happened last night, he had a sense of déjà vu.
How similar this is to Godric's Hollow, the same killing curse, the same fatal blow...
This time, he is not going to sit and wait for death.
Magic can be cracked, Legilimency cannot compete with Occlumency, and even some oath magic can counter Legilimency.
Compared with magic, there is no way to crack the truth serum so far.
What's more, the truth serum he is going to brew now has actually been improved for fourteen years...
