"Dumbledore and his family live in Godric's Hollow?"
"Yes, I just told you," Aunt Muriel said impatiently.
Harry felt like his heart was suddenly emptied, even emptier than when he found out that Dumbledore might have abused his sister.
For six years, Dumbledore had never once told Harry that they had all lived in Godric's Hollow and lost their loved ones.
Why?
Were Lily and Jaime buried next to Dumbledore's mother and sister?
When Dumbledore visited their graves, did he pass by Lily and Jaime's graves?
And he had never told Harry, never …
Harry could not explain why this was so important, but he felt that Dumbledore was lying when he did not mention that they shared this place and these experiences. He stared blankly in front of him, almost not noticing the movement around him until Hermione gently pulled him.
"Are you okay?" Hermione asked softly.
"I'm fine!" Harry said subconsciously. He looked up and saw Elwyn, Hermione, and Elaine looking at him worriedly.
Aunt Muriel was still going on and on, showing off the secrets she knew about Dumbledore, but Harry was not listening to a word of it.
"Godric's Hollow is a very famous place. A long time ago, it was a gathering place for wizards. There were many old wizard families there." Elwyn hesitated and began to explain the history of Godric's Hollow to Harry, who was a little depressed. "Ever since Ignitus Peverell escaped from the hands of Death …"
He stopped, and his heart skipped a beat.
Elwyn saw Sirius rush into the tent and look at the crowd.
Some people greeted him, but he ignored them, and, panting heavily, shooed them away impatiently.
"Sirius!" Elwyn, Harry, Hermione, and Elaine jumped up and ran towards the entrance of the tent.
"Thank God you're all here. Hurry up and follow me, there's no time!" Sirius said happily when he saw Elwyn and Harry.
"What happened?"
"The Lord Voldemort and the Death Eaters are attacking the Ministry of Magic, they won't be able to hold on for long, we must leave this place immediately …"
Before he could finish his sentence, a large silver object fell through the canopy above the dance floor.
The lynx landed gracefully in the middle of the dancers, who had turned pale with fright. People turned their heads, and those closest to it froze comically. The Patronus opened its mouth wide, and spoke in Kingsley Shackle's loud, thick, and slow voice.
"The Ministry of Magic has fallen, Scrimgeour is dead, and they're here."
Everything seemed so slow and blurry.
Many people had just realized that something had happened when the silver lynx disappeared, but they still turned their heads to look.
Silence spread out from the spot where the Patronus landed like a cold river. Then, someone screamed.
"Damn it, Scrimgeour and his Auros couldn't even hold on for five minutes," Sirius said, and pulled out his wand.
In a short second, the scene became extremely chaotic.
The guests fled in all directions, many of them using Phantom Shift, and the protective spells around the Humble House had been destroyed.
At the same time, figures wearing black cloaks and masks appeared. They were the Death Eaters.
Then, Lupin, Tonks, and the other members of the Order of the Phoenix also appeared. They raised their wands and fought with the Death Eaters.
"Let's go!"
"But Ron …"
"I'll find him, leave this place immediately!" Sirius shouted. He waved his wand and cast a spell at a Death Eater who had just appeared.
Elwyn also shot out two spells, sending a Death Eater flying.
He followed Sirius and rushed forward, wanting to meet up with the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but immediately stopped.
A black flame appeared out of nowhere in the middle of the stage, and at the place where the Patronus had just disappeared, Lord Voldemort's figure appeared in the flames.
The flames spun rapidly, forming a black whirlwind, and the mournful cries of the guests were mixed in.
Elwyn's eyes widened. Through the dancing flames, he saw Lord Voldemort's scarlet eyes.
Although he had seen this pair of eyes many times, this time was different.
The scarlet eyes flashed with a dangerous light. Magic flowed in them, but there was not a trace of humanity in them. They were like the eyes of a monster.
Lord Voldemort smiled coldly in the flames. He directly raised his wand at Elwyn in the distance. Lord Voldemort's aura and powerful magic aura pressed down together. An unprecedented sense of danger rose from the bottom of Elwyn's heart, pressing down on him so that he could not move. He could only watch as the world in front of him was filled with green light …
Just as the Curse of Slaughter was about to hit Elwyn, Hermione grabbed him from behind, and a huge wave of darkness attacked.
Elwyn's vision was blurred, and he could not hear anything. The only thing he could feel was Hermione who was grabbing him tightly from behind.
They were squeezed through time and space, leaving the Shack, the Death Eaters who descended from the sky, and Lord Voldemort himself who appeared from the flames.
There was also the Avada Life Demanding Curse that could have hit and killed Irvin.
Although it was also an Unforgivable Curse, Lord Voldemort's power had indeed increased, and he was even stronger than when Elwyn fought him a few days ago.
Did he already know about the old wand?! Or did he obtain more forbidden powers?!
No one could tell Elwyn the answer. He opened his eyes and saw Hermione holding him tightly.
On the other side, she was holding hands with Harry and Elaine.
The sky had darkened, and the air was still sultry with the unique summer evening heat. There was no wind at all.
They were still surrounded by people, and there was a lot of noise.
"Where are we?"
"Tottingham Palace Road. I've been here before," Hermione said, panting. "Let's go, let's go. We need to find a place for you to change."
The four of them walked and ran on the wide street, surrounded by people who were drinking and partying. The Muggle's nightlife had just begun.
Many people were staring at them. Elwyn and Harry were still in their formal robes, and Hermione and Elaine's clothes were too fancy.
A few minutes later, in a secluded narrow alley in the shadows, Elwyn and Harry hurriedly changed their clothes.
"We shouldn't have left the Shack. Sirius is still fighting there, and we haven't found Ron," Harry said worriedly.
He began to carefully recall what had just happened, and his mind was still in a mess.
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