Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 487 Untitled
"You lost your wand, Harry?" Hermione frowned sharply, "What happened? Where did you leave the wand? In the woods?"

For wizards, the importance of wands is self-evident. In the more than three years since he entered the wizarding world, Harry has never let his wand leave his side. Suddenly he found that he had lost his wand, and he felt weak and helpless in his heart. Feelings suddenly emerged, and he gritted his teeth, carefully recalling his hurried escape from the Quidditch pitch, and thinking about where his wand might have appeared.

"Gold!" Ron seemed to collapse. He rummaged through the money bag Charlie gave him, but couldn't find a copper nut. His face turned red and he yelled fiercely,
"Our gold is also lost, Hermione, a whole thousand galleons. The bonus Ludo Bagman gave us is missing. Who stole our gold!"

Since they met Ron, Harry and Hermione had never seen Ron so angry. Ron's lips were trembling and he kept waving his money bag. The expression on his face was as if he was going to eat it alive at any moment. The thief who stole his gold!

Ron's appearance did not surprise Harry and Hermione much. Ron had always been worried about his family's difficult financial situation. The thousand Galleons he won from Ludo Bagman this time was a big surprise to Ron. For Ron, it was no less than an opportunity to change his destiny, but now, someone actually stole his gold. No matter how angry Ron was, it was not surprising.

Hermione bit her lower lip lightly and looked at the frantic Ron with worry. Even she didn't know how to appease Ron's anger.

Harry also had a share of the lost money. Normally, he would be angry, but the worry of losing his wand made him completely unable to muster the energy to worry about other things.

Three years ago, Harry bought this wand from the best wand maker in Diagon Alley under the leadership of Hagrid. This wand was almost proof that he had officially entered the mysterious magical world. , his wand is like his brother that helps him get through many difficult levels. Even though this wand has an unclear relationship with Voldemort, Harry is still very satisfied with it.

In the garden, on both sides of the dining table, Ron hammered his head and gnashed his teeth, cursing the thief who had taken his gold, while Harry was hit by the Petrification Curse and froze there, thinking desperately about the possibility of leaving his wand behind. Where, Hermione looked at the two boys worriedly, and for a moment she didn't know who to comfort first.

"I remember!"

Suddenly, Harry's eyes lit up and he shouted to Hermione with a happy face,

"When I was in the top box, I still had my wand, so I fought with the wizard in the black cloak, but in the end... I got a whipping!"

Harry rolled up his sleeves and showed Hermione his smooth right arm, which had been healed by Cliona.

"That whip hurt really hard. I couldn't hold my wand at all at the time. It flew out of my hand, and then... then fell into a pile of rubble!"

"Didn't you pick it up before we escaped, Harry?"

Hermione stared at Harry, seeming to be surprised at Harry's carelessness.

"I remembered it at the time!" Harry hammered the table angrily and shouted angrily,

"But then the witch almost killed Sirius, and the dark witch named Cleona appeared immediately, and then there was a duel between Professor Blaine and her. Finally, Sirius and Mr. Weasley urged us to escape from the box, Hermione Min, you would also forget it!"

This is true. What happened tonight is more and more shocking. Under the circumstances, it is not incomprehensible that Harry forgot to pick up his wand.

"I have to go get my wand back, otherwise how will I go to class next school year!"

After being annoyed for a few seconds, Harry suddenly said to Hermione.

"Now?"

Hermione frowned, her tone full of disapproval, and she did not hide her thoughts.
"It's not a wise decision to run out now, Harry. You've seen it. When we came back, there were panicked wizards everywhere outside. The Ministry of Magic was searching everywhere. They thought there might be thugs who were injured and couldn't get away and were still hiding. Here, I bet if Professor Blaine hadn't been seen walking into this tent, the Ministry of Magic would have come in and searched you know what I mean, Harry, it could have been dangerous!"

"We should go!"

While Ron was freaking out, he suddenly calmed down. His eyes were filled with frightening bloodshot eyes.
"I want to go to the woods and take a look. That despicable, despicable thief must have taken advantage of the fact that we were distracted by Professor Blaine's duel to attack us!"

Hermione pursed her lips and looked at Ron, with a hint of disappointment in her amber-clear eyes.

Both Harry and Ron insisted on going. Hermione knew she couldn't stop the two boys, but she still grabbed Harry and Ron's sleeves.

"At least tell Sirius, Harry, if he finds out we're not in the tent, he'll be freaking out, or inform your dad, Ron, the road to the Quidditch pitch here must be covered with a lot of traffic. Officials from the Ministry of Magic, we-" "Sirius was injured tonight, Hermione, he needs to rest now, and I don't want to disturb him anymore-"

Harry thought about Hermione's suggestion for a second, and then rejected the proposal. Ron also shook off Hermione's hand and rushed out.

"We have Harry's invisibility cloak, so the Ministry of Magic can't find us!"

Although she disapproved of Harry and Ron venturing out at such a time, Hermione followed them.

Over the course of one summer vacation, the three of them have grown a lot in stature, becoming much taller and taller. When they were in first grade, they could easily cover the three of them with their invisibility cloaks, but now they can only barely cover them. Fortunately, Sirius's tent was set up close enough to the forest, otherwise, it would have been a pain to walk through such a large forest.

As expected, the world outside is still a mess.

Many of the people stationed here to watch the game have dispersed, but there are still many people who choose to stay here for the night. Not all of these people who choose to stay here do it for safety reasons. Some foreign wizards with ulterior motives are watching. Climbing into the tents left behind by the travelers who had fled in a hurry, they broke in without permission, plundered the belongings inside and then left furtively.

"Oh, these things are mine, what do you want to do!"

Not far away, Harry and the others encountered such an incident. Several employees of the Ministry of Magic stopped the sneaky guy and asked him to produce evidence to prove that the pile of exquisite decorations in his arms did indeed belong to him. .The two sides who couldn't reach an agreement soon started a conflict, and Ding Ling was stunned in front of the luxurious tent.

"Oh, if you dare to cause trouble to the Ministry of Magic at this time, just watch carefully. The dementors of Azkaban will treat you well!"

They met at Stoat Mountain this morning. Cedric Diggory's father and a few people hurried past Harry to join the battle. After a while, the foreign wizard who wanted to fish in troubled waters was hit by a stun spell. , Mr. Diggory said angrily when Mr. Diggory and another wizard drove the unconscious thief past Harry again.

"Come on, don't waste any time, Harry, let's go find your wands!"

Hermione tapped Harry's ribs and said impatiently.

Harry pursed his lips, not expressing his disappointment in the wizarding world after seeing the scene in front of him.The wizarding world is not a fairy tale world. This was something Harry had already realized when Professor Blaine took him into the eerie underground cave last summer.

The security inside the forest is even more exaggerated than outside. There is at least one Ministry of Magic official patrolling an area that is almost the size of two classrooms. After tonight's incident, these strikers did not dare to be careless at all. Scanning the dark forest with sharp eyes, Ron accidentally stepped on a branch because he was anxious to find Garen. There was only a slight sound, but the Auror in charge of this area noticed the movement, and he immediately moved towards it. He ran towards it, and after wandering around the area for several times without finding anything out of the ordinary, he slowly walked back to other places.

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Even Ron, who only cares about his own gold, was frightened by this turn of events. He exhaled subconsciously, and then, his ribs were slapped hard by Hermione.

After experiencing this little accident, the three of them moved forward with even more caution than before.It took about 10 minutes, but they still didn't move [-] feet away. On a small slope, Harry saw several people wearing dark green wizard robes with a cross of bones and wands embroidered on the back. cross.

These wizards with strong styles of clothing were surrounding a dying wizard lying on the ground. Some waved their wands to spread a ray of light, and some were carefully feeding potions into the mouth of the injured. In short, the three The four people were busy running around.

"Those are--"

Harry asked in a whisper.

"Therapist at St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Maladies and Maladies." Ron's voice was filled with urgency.

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At this time, the therapist with his back to them suddenly stood up, and the injured man's face was exposed in front of the three of them. After just one glance, Harry had goosebumps all over his body, and Hermione squatted down. Spit it out directly.







(End of this chapter)