Chapter 290 The Power of the Death Eaters

At noon, as the sun passed through the thick white clouds, the Expo also reached the closing time at noon.

The crowd gradually left the Anglo-Greek Expo and gathered in Hogsmeade.

In the Hog's Head Pub.

Harry looked at Stacy in surprise and whispered, "So you stayed here after you arrived at Hogwarts last night?"

"Yes." Stacy nodded.

Harry opened his mouth. If he remembered correctly, Aberforth didn't seem to like Muggles.

Then as soon as the door of the bar opened, Harry saw a familiar figure.

House elves!

Looking closely again, there were several more house elves cleaning and wiping cups in the whole pub.

As for Aberforth? He just sat at the bar and just glanced at the crowd when he saw them coming.

Well, it seems that the headmaster also knows that Mr. Aberforth can't treat these ordinary people with a good face, so he let the house elves take charge of the affairs of the Hog's Head Pub.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please come in." The house elves from Hogwarts invited everyone to enter the bar.

Then, a sumptuous lunch was served.

"Did you bring it from the kitchen of Hogwarts?" Harry asked.

The house elves nodded repeatedly: "Sir, you are really wise."

It doesn't look like there is a kitchen here.

"Stacy, when are you going back?" Neville looked at the girl opposite him.

"We will go back tomorrow. Mr. Dumbledore has arranged the Hogwarts Express for us." Stacy smiled and said, "You don't know how surprised I was when I received Mr. Dumbledore's invitation.

Mom and Dad were stunned. They didn't accept the reality of magic until we passed Platform Nine and Three Quarters."

"Mr. Longbottom, can we take a photo together later?" Stacy's father smiled.

"Oh, of course." Neville nodded quickly.

Harry was talking to Hermione about the lively scene today.

Just when lunch was halfway through, Harry vaguely noticed something was wrong.

"Hey, Hermione, did you hear that?"

The sound of the whole street changed, and the noisy conversation became louder and more chaotic.

And the reason was screaming? !

Harry stood up and looked at Mr. Aberforth, only to find that he was quietly drinking butter beer behind the bar.

"What's wrong?" Hermione looked at him in surprise.

"Let me see first." Harry shook his head, hoping that he was too sensitive.

Then he came to the window.

It was at this time that a cluster of brilliant flames appeared above the literati's feather pen shop, and then exploded.

"Explosion spell?!" Harry's eyes flashed, he just saw a trace of magic spell strike like lightning, followed by flames and explosions.

It was at this moment when he was thinking that the fire appeared again. Then he heard the extremely abrupt sneer and laughter among the chaotic voices.

Soon, he found the source of the sound.

It was a group of wizards in strange clothes.

They were scattered in the streets of Hogsmeade, or standing on the spires of houses, and everyone pointed their wands upwards.

Harry squinted and looked at these people carefully. They seemed to have no faces. Then he realized that they were wearing hoods on their heads and masks on their faces.

These guys

Harry suddenly felt angry. Uncle Muen spent a lot of effort to organize this event, but these guys actually

At this moment, the door of the Hog's Head Pub was suddenly opened.

Professor Lupin walked out and patted his hat, which was still covered with burning debris.

"Sir, what happened outside?" Stacy's father stood up and asked.

And this question is what many people in the room want to know.

Just when Harry was observing, the screams and explosions had been captured by many other people in the bar.

"Oh, hello, I'm Professor Remus Lupin from Hogwarts. Ah, I remember that many of you have taken my class.

There are a few drunk people outside and they are making trouble." Lupin shook his head helplessly: "You know, these guys are drunk and always want to wave the little stick in their hands. So don't panic, it's just some ordinary street conflicts, which will be resolved soon.

Of course, considering that everyone may be worried, Principal Dumbledore asked me to come here."

The parents looked down at their children and soon got a nod in response.

After all, Professor Lupin's class was the most popular class for these children to attend at the time, and they all remembered this humorous teacher.

"Also, Harry, Hermione and Neville, can you please talk for a moment?"

Soon, at a later position in the bar, three children stood in front of Lupin.

"What Professor Dumbledore was worried about happened. Those guys outside-"

"Death Eaters?" Harry said.

"Ah, yes. You have extraordinary observation skills, Harry." Lupin nodded: "They are probably here to disrupt this event, and the Muggle crowd here is a very important matter. You know that the Death Eaters are very hostile to Muggles."

"So sir, what do you want us to do?"

"I don't want you to do anything." Lupin shook his head: "I just don't want you to really think it's some street riot, and then run out. Stay here and the matter will be resolved quickly, okay?"

"No problem." Harry nodded. Uncle Moon and Mr. Dumbledore were nearby. If they were smart, the best choice would be to run quickly.

"Okay, just make sure you know the current situation." Lupin nodded and turned to walk outside.

The three children returned to their seats, and Neville looked around: "Where is Ron?"

"Oh, yes, where is Ron, we have to tell him about what happened here quickly." Harry nodded, then looked around.

But soon, they found that something was wrong.

With a burst of green light from the window, the Dark Mark appeared above Hogsmeade. After spreading the endless fear of more than ten years ago, things gradually got out of control.

Harry looked around, looking for the figure of this classmate, but found nothing, and his heart gradually fell to the bottom.

"He said he was going to the bathroom, but he hasn't come back yet." Neville said anxiously.

Then, another figure appeared in front of the door on the first floor.

Harry looked over quickly, but found that it was not Ron.

But——Draco.

"It's over." Draco said with a stern face as soon as he came in: "These guys have messed up here."

"What's going on outside?" Harry asked quickly: "Did you see Ron?"

"Weasley? No, who cares about him?" Draco twitched his mouth: "Those guys caught a Muggle and wanted to kill him. It seems to be someone's family. Fortunately, Professor Lupin and Professor McGonagall appeared and quickly rescued the guy."

"Where is Mr. Dumbledore?"

"Dumbledore is not here!" Draco said: "He went to the Ministry today."

"What?" Harry's heart skipped a beat, and then he couldn't help nodding.

"Okay, this trick again, but it does work."

But there is still a problem.

Where is Uncle Muen?

Then, with this question in mind, Harry looked out the window.

Then, they suddenly saw the Aurors running down the hillside.

Those Aurors were originally responsible for the security of the Anglo-Greek Museum.

"No!!" Harry suddenly whispered: "Look, the security of the museum has come down."

"What do you mean?" Draco looked over there, and in his eyes, there were a few sesame-sized figures on the hillside.

Then, a pair of glasses was put on his eyes.

Harry's glasses, to be precise, were modified by him!

Suddenly, Draco saw everything clearly.

"It's over, I seem to know." Draco whispered: "We have to tell the professor."

Then several people looked at the bar, but Aberforth had walked to their side without knowing when.

"Be honest, don't do anything, you are just students."

"Well." Draco twitched his mouth, and Aberforth's behavior of quietly standing behind him just now was that tall body.

"Do what a 'student' should do." Aberforth suddenly said.

Especially on the word student, the tone was emphasized.

"Okay, I see." Harry raised his eyebrows and nodded calmly.

"Peter, what happened?" Chris suddenly came over: "You look nervous."

"Oh, Mr. Granger." Harry turned his head: "Nothing."

"Okay." Chris nodded: "By the way, Hermione, you said before."

Harry gestured to Draco, and then the two went upstairs.

Neville looked at the two with a blank face, and then Draco turned his head and glanced at him.

"Let's go."

"What?" Neville looked blank, but still quickly followed them to the second floor.

When he came to the second floor, Draco first looked at Harry.

"Why? Why did you leave Granger alone?"

"Her parents are here." Harry looked at him helplessly: "I'll go find Uncle Moon, and you two can go find Ron, okay?"

"Ah?" Draco looked disappointed: "That's it? Shouldn't we go directly to the exhibition hall?"

"You can do as much as you can." Harry laughed: "Be honest."

"I think I'm pretty good." Draco scratched his head: "Forget it, just do as you say."

"Go quickly, Ron is in danger outside." Harry said.

"Don't worry too much, the Death Eaters are targeting Muggles." Draco said.

"The reason I'm worried is that he was accidentally injured, after all, he is not like you two." Harry sighed, and then the magic wave rose around his body, and the next moment, he Apparated away.

"Aha, he is not like me, that's true, that guy is so weak." Draco laughed, and then looked at Neville: "Let's go, let's find that guy back, you go to the bathroom to see if he fell into the pit."

"Wait." Suddenly, a voice appeared on the second floor.

Draco shuddered and looked at the source of the voice. It was a black-haired boy.

"Are you looking for Ron?" he asked.

"Who are you?" Draco glanced at him.

"That man is not Ron." He did not answer Draco's words: "He is Barty Crouch Jr."

"Wait, what?" Neville felt like he was electrocuted, and his whole brain was suddenly pinched: "What nonsense are you talking about."

"That person was either Ron, or the person who went to the expo with you. That was little Barty. He went towards the expo hall."

"Are you sure?" Neville asked quickly.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Draco looked at Neville: "Do you believe what a fool who appears out of nowhere says?"

"I'm not a fool." The black-haired boy suddenly said: "He went to the expo hall, believe it or not."

Before Draco could use his taunt again, Neville ran directly downstairs.

"Longbottom, you pig, wait!!" Draco cursed.

However, Neville didn't wait for him at all, but ran straight outside.

Draco only had time to turn his head and look at the black-haired boy fiercely: "If you lie to me, you'd better run away now to the ends of the earth."

After that, he ran straight downstairs.

Seeing Draco's figure disappear on the second floor, the black-haired boy breathed a sigh of relief, then returned to the room and looked at a painting on the wall.

"Is this okay? Professor."

"Yeah." Mu En on the wall nodded: "That's it, there's only so much I can do."

"But why did the professor bring the two of them there?"

"That was the arrangement of Mr. Longbottom's teacher." Moon on the wall shook her head, not intending to answer.

"Okay." Ron could only nod.

In fact, he also thought about wanting to do something with Neville that he didn't know about. Although he didn't know it, it was definitely a big deal.

But his request was rejected by the professor.

The reason is simple. You are too good.

Since that night, the professor had been speaking to him more simply.

Meanwhile, the Screaming Shack.

Mu En looked at Harry who was coming and was a little surprised.

"Actually, you don't have to come to me." Mu En said.

"Uncle Moon, do you know everything? Next." Harry said quickly.

"Of course I know." Mu En nodded.

"Then why don't you?" Harry said quickly.

"Don't worry." Mu En waved his hand: "Except for the Death Eaters, there are no casualties so far. They just want to cause trouble."

"They are after something in the expo. Although I don't know what it is, it is definitely." I know, of course I know: "Not only do I know this, I also feel that there may be Fudge's push behind it. Deng Blido went to the Ministry of Magic to determine this."

"Minister Fudge?" Harry looked at Moon in horror.

"Yeah." Mu En nodded casually: "Maybe for him, asking him to resign is no different from killing him. Then it's not surprising what a person in despair does."

Harry never expected that the words resignation and despair would be associated with each other.

"But Death Eaters will attack ordinary people."

"No." Moon shook his head: "Dumbledore's purpose is to let ordinary people see the wizarding world. He will not allow ordinary people to be injured or killed."

"The one before that"

"It's just a little trick. The No-Maj parents they attacked before were just dummies for the Transformation Curse." Moon smiled: "Not only would Dumbledore not allow No-Majs to suffer casualties, he would not even allow them to Being intimidated by the wizarding world, after all it is important to leave a good impression on the guests.”

After saying that, Mu En raised his head very easily: "How do you feel about the word No-Maj? It's used in the United States to refer to non-spellcasters. It doesn't have that condescending meaning. I quite like it."

"So...just let them continue to make trouble?" Harry was still hesitant.

"Of course not, I'm just waiting."

"What are you waiting for?" Harry asked quickly.

"Wait until our Mr. Longbottom rushes to the Expo Hall as expected by his teacher."

At the same time, there was an empty picture frame on the wall.

"Longbottom has passed, taking Draco with him." Moon said in the painting.

"Uncle Moon. Your portrait?" Harry asked in surprise.

"Well, I've been studying the world in the paintings recently. Although I hate having another me in the world, it's just for research."

"I will commit suicide when the research is over." Mu En on the wall said again: "I don't like being on the wall either."

"As expected of me." Moon smiled, then turned to look at Harry and asked, "Are you going?"

"Old rules, I respect your wishes and choices

As for Mr. Longbottom, well, I'm not his teacher, so I can't tell him clearly. Of course, it was his own choice to find Barty Jr. This is the best I can do. "