v2 Chapter 1476： Sing (1/2)

At the strong request of Scrimge and the Ministry of Magic, Avon and Harry can't leave their eyes now.

Therefore, they have no way to go to the headquarters of the Phoenix. This is also one of the main reasons why Ai Wen finally decided not to go home this Christmas. He didn't want his family to be monitored and protected by the Ministry of Magic like a shack. All the entrances and exits were checked. His parents were just ordinary hemp. Melon, can not stand this kind of stimulation.

Mr. Weasley just said that Scrimgeour is now counting on Dumbledore.

This sentence is actually not finished, he still wants to firmly grasp Ai Wen and Harry. Whether it was Ai Wen’s previous performance or the prophecy ball that was once preserved in the Ministry of Magic, Scrimgeour understood that they wanted to defeat Voldemort. They are the key figures and the only ones he can control.

If Avon is the Minister of Magic, he will definitely take action on both of them...

After returning to the room, Ron fell asleep with almost a pillow.

Ai Wen was not so sleepy. He took out the Ministry of Magic, which recorded information about the house elves of the millennium, and chatted with Harry.

Harry didn't sleep either. He leaned back in bed and quickly flipped through the book, ”Advanced Potion Making.”

”What are you looking for?” asked Ai Wen.

”At the time of publication, Lu Ping just reminded me so that I can determine the time of the prince at Hogwarts,” he said.

Soon, he found the publication time of this book for nearly fifty years.

”It’s almost fifty years!” Harry said disappointedly that his father and his friends were not at Hogwarts fifty years ago.

”Fifty years, that's Tom Riddle's time at Hogwarts,” Avon said.

”It can't be him. It's been a few years apart. The prince is entering Hogwarts after him.” Harry said uncertainly that the book was published at the time of Juvenile Voldemort in Hogwarts. Too close.

This discovery made him very uncomfortable, and Harry was reluctant to admit that the Half-Blood Prince had a connection with Voldemort.

But from the current situation, even if they are not connected, they must know, or...

Harry didn't dare to think about it anymore. He returned the book to the suitcase, and Ai Wen said that he had turned around and prepared to sleep. In the daytime, he began to think of the werewolf and Snape, and he wanted Sampaf and The half-blooded prince finally fell asleep, and the dream was full of ghostly shadows and the cry of the bitten child...

On the other hand, Ai Wen also sighed.

Under the dim light, he looked at the intricate little characters on the magic book in his hand, and his thoughts became more and more concentrated.

The home of the house elf, where is this place?

He rethought again about the clues and plans he currently has, and he feels that there are too many uncertain factors.

Evans thought, until a small voice came from outside the door, he looked at the door and was pushed open a gap.

A white cat carefully came in through the gap, it was Hermione!

She squinted her head to the right and looked at Evan in a burning look. It looked very cute and very cute.

”Hermione?” Avon whispered, sitting up in bed.

What did she suddenly want to do here, night attack? ! Or is it a surprise on Christmas Eve? !

Although very unexpected, Ai Wen did not refuse, I feel very good.

He opened the quilt and waved at the white cat, indicating that she went to bed.

But for a moment the voice was a little quiet, the room was too small, and Harry and Ron were right next to each other.

Hermione didn't come up, she waved her paw at Avon and let him go.

Well, is it the meaning of a place to fight?