Vol 2 Chapter 912: Discussion and paddling

"I said, what's in the secret department, sir?" Harry said.
　　 "Why," Snape said slowly, "Do you want to ask about this?"
"Because," Harry said, taking a step forward, looking closely at Snape's face, "That corridor, is what I just saw — I’ve been dreaming about it for months — I know It—it led me to the Mystery Department. And I think Voldemort wanted to follow—"
　　 "I have told you not to say the name of the Dark Duke!"
　　 They looked at each other. Harry's scar hurt again, but he didn't mind. Snape seemed excited; but when he spoke again, his tone appeared cold and indifferent. "There are many things in the mystery department, Potter, a few of you may know, however, nothing will involve you. Am I still not sure?"
　　 "Yes," Harry said, still rubbing his scar, more and more painful.
　　 "I hope you come back here at the same time on Tuesday and we continue to study." "Oh," Harry said. He desperately rushed out of Snape's office, looking for Fanlin and Hermione.
　　 "You have to clear your emotions before going to bed every day, clear him, make him blank and calm down, do you know?"
　　 "Yes," Harry said, barely listening.
　　 "And I want to warn you, Potter. I already know if you don't practice—"
　　 "Okay," Harry muttered to himself. He grabbed his schoolbag, carried it on his shoulders, and ran to the office door in a hurry. When he opened it, he glanced at Snape. He was using his wand to carefully put his thoughts into the basin. in.
　　 Harry left without saying a word, closing the door carefully behind him, his scar still aching violently. Harry found Fanlin and Hermione in the library, and they were doing a lot of homework that Umbridge had recently assigned.
This is almost the most homework that Fanlin has done in fifteen years. The most important thing is that it is useless, but they have to waste part of their time on this. Fanlin has been thinking about whether to find Rita to get one. Use a pen for the record so that he can be freed from the heavy work. It is best to give Hermione one.
　　 And other students are doing the same job, the worst Defence Against the Dark Arts homework in fifteen years.
　　 sat under the light, nose pressed against a book, and writing with a quill excitedly, the sky outside the window slowly turned black. There was only the sound of Mrs. Pince's shoes as she patrolled the aisle, lowered her neck to breathe, stroking a beloved book.
　　 This made Harry feel terrible; his scar was still aching, and he felt like he was going crazy. When he was sitting opposite Fanlin and Hermione, he saw his own shadow in the opposite window; he was very pale, and his scars looked clearer than usual.
　　 "How did it go?" Hermione whispered, and then looked at Harry concerned. "Are you all right, Harry?"
　　 "Yes, okay, I don't know," Harry said impatiently, and the painful scar made him twitch. "Listen, I understand something."
　　 So he told them what he saw and inferred just now.
　　 "Then, you are saying," Fanlin whispered after Mrs. Pince passed by, "That weapon-the thing after the mysterious man-is in the Ministry of Magic?"
"In the mystery department, it must be," Harry whispered. "When Ron's dad took me to the courtroom, I saw the door, and I was sure that Mrs. Weasley was attacked. It's there too."
　　 Hermione let out a long, slow sigh. "Of course," she took a breath.
　　 "Of course what?" Harry said urgently.
　　 "Harry, think about it carefully. Someone tried to pass through a door of the Ministry of Magic. It must be this door too. There are so many coincidences!"
　　 The two looked at Fanlin.
"So, you should learn to judge." Fanlin said helplessly, "This should be exactly what Voldemort wanted, and I don't know more about you. They avoided me just to Prevent such a situation."
　　 "So, what do you usually store in the secret department?"
　　 "I know they call the people who work in it'unspeakable'," Fanlin said, frowning. "Because it seems that no one really knows what they are doing-but, it can be known, all the inexplicable things can be found there. For example, the time converter, I guess, the time converter should look like Where is it hidden? Otherwise, do you think that with the current level of the Ministry of Magic, you can master this time conversion method? It is difficult to trace the origin.
　　 "So, Voldemort's goal..." Hermione said.
　　 "No, I can't judge yet." Fanlin said, "Harry, you must tell me if you find anything, but before that, you must learn to judge the authenticity, which is what I have been worried about."
"worry about what?"
　　 "You can see what Voldemort sees, naturally~EbookFREE.me~ he can also show you something he wants you to see... You know what I mean..."
　　 "Understood, but we are not discussing the mysterious department..."
"There may be top secrets of the Ministry of Magic, I think. Harry, are you sure you are perfectly normal? I mean, the secrets of the Ministry of Magic cannot be revealed to the public, and our guessing here is useless, so you are sure ..."
　　 Because Harry covered his forehead with both hands, it looked very hot there.
　　 "Yes, okay," he said, letting go of his shaking hands.
　　 "I feel a little bit, I really don't like Occlumency."
　　 "I think if someone's mind gets invaded again and again, he will feel a little uneasy," Hermione said pityingly. "You should study well with Fanlin..."
　　 "I learned, but it's useless..." Harry shrugged helplessly, Hermione looked at Fanlin, and after receiving an affirmative answer, she put on a pity look.
　　 "Well, let's not discuss the Ministry of Magic and the like, let's go back to the common room, where we will be more comfortable."
"Of course, I have to tell you an unfortunate news." Fanlin said, raising the assignment in Yang Yang's hand. "If you don't want Umbridge to cause trouble, you'd better solve it, otherwise it will delay Snee. Professor Pu’s private tutoring course is not a wise choice. You will face two people at the same time."
　　 Fanlin felt sad for Harry when he thought of Snape's cold face and Umbridge's smirk. At the same time, he was lucky. It was good to have Harry attract attention and he could paddle quietly.