Chapter 1228 (1/2)

At least there's still something to gain, van Lin and Ron quickly walk to the elevator.

It is worth mentioning that Ron is wet again. Although Ron has found a solution to the problem after Fanlin has lifted the spell, the pipes and ceiling are not as easy to deal with as expected. However, Fanlin is focused on the incantations and magic array. Finally, Ron needs to ask for help from professionals.

In fact, Ron himself is also a professional. Of course, this is Ron's current identity.

Inevitably, the water once again made Ron look like you.

And most intuitively, the wet footprints in the corridor are the best proof.

However, when opening the elevator, Fanlin was a little dazed. The people in front of me were very familiar with it, but for a while, Fanlin was hesitant.

”You two...” Said the tall man.

”Ah, hello...” Ron scratched his head. He's not very well now.

”So what happened to you two? Ron and Fanlin are me, Harry Harry said in the car, in coordination, now he is in the majestic shape

”Harry! Ah, I forgot what you look like... ” Ron said, ”those damned pipes are really annoying.”

”Harry?” Van Lin was stunned. He put his head behind Harry. ”Why isn't Hermione with you?”

”She had to go down to the courtroom with Umbridge, and she couldn't refuse, and

But before Harry had finished speaking, the elevator stopped again. When the door opened, Mr. Weasley came in talking to an old witch, her hair tied high like an ant hill.

”Oh, Hello, ray,” Mr. Weasley looked around, hearing the continuous dripping of water from Ron's robe. ”Didn't your wife come to inquire about anything today? Er - what's going on? Why are you all wet? ”

”It's raining in Yaxley's office,” Ron said evasively, trying not to look into Mr. Weasley's eyes.

There will always be some special connection between relatives, isn't it? Ron is afraid that he will not be able to continue after he looks at Mr. Weasley.

”I can't make it stop, so So I think I should go to Bernie pearsworth. I think what they're saying is... ”

Ron stammered,

”yes, it's been raining in many offices recently,” Mr. Weasley said. ”Did you try to find metrolokinx ricator? It works for brackelli. ”

”Maitreolokinx ricator?” Ron whispered. ”No, I haven't. Thank you, Dad I mean, thank you, Arthur

The elevator door opened, and the old witch with the ant hill hair went out. Ron ran past her and disappeared into the sight of van Lin and Harry.

However, before the two of them followed, Percy Weasley strode into the elevator and blocked their way.

Percy was burying her head in a few pages of paper reading something, and the elevator door jingled shut before he realized that he was in an elevator with his father.

When he looked up and saw Mr. Weasley, his face immediately turned red like a carrot. When the elevator door opened again, he ran out.

So Harry and vaseline tried to get off the elevator again, but this time, Mr. Weasley blocked them with his arm, Harry to be exact.

”Wait a minute, lancorn.” The elevator closed and jingled them down. At this point Mr. Weasley said, ”I hear you have news about Dirk Creswell.”

Harry felt that Mr. Weasley's anger had been exacerbated by a skirmish with Percy, so he thought his best choice was to play dumb.

”What do you say?”

”Don't be silly, lancorn,” Mr. Weasley said angrily. ”You caught the wizard who forged his genealogy, didn't you?”

”I What if I catch it? ” Said Harry.

”I say Dirk Creswell is a wizard ten times better than you,” Mr. Weasley said softly, and the elevator went deeper. ”If he escapes from Azkaban alive, you have to account to him, not to mention his wife, his son, and his friends...”

”Arthur,” Harry interrupted, ”you know you're being watched, don't you?”

”Are you threatening me, lancorn?” Said Mr. Weasley aloud.

”No,” said Harry, ”that's the truth! They're watching your every move - ”the elevator door opens. They have arrived in the middle hall. Mr. Weasley gave Harry a stern look and walked quickly out of the elevator.

Harry stood there, shaking slightly. How he wished he had become someone else, not lancorn The door of the elevator jingled shut again, and now only van Lin and Harry were left.

”Mr. Weasley is no longer fit to stay here, Harry!” Van Lim said in silence. Harry didn't respond. He just listened to the slow descent of the elevator.Now, when Ron goes to deal with those rainy offices, he and vaseline have to try to save Hermione.

To be sure, if there is any problem, there is no doubt that van Lin will definitely pull out his wand.

”Here we are Fanlin said, and then led out first.

It's a stone passage lit by torches, quite different from the corridors above with wooden floors and carpets.

The elevator squeaked away again, and it was a little cold around, which made Harry tremble a little, looking at the black door at the entrance of the mystery department in the distance.

Fanlin was standing by waiting. Harry was the only one in the interrogation room. It was better not to run around the Department of mysteries.

Harry opened his steps, not to the black door, but to the memory of the entrance to a flight of stairs leading down to the courtroom.

At the same time, Harry walked slowly down the stairs, imagining in his mind all kinds of possible plans, one that would reduce the risk of rescue.

Van Lin is not even fully recovered. It is obviously not a good idea to start here. He still has some decoy bombs on his body. But maybe it would be better to knock on the door of the courtroom and go in directly as lancorn to ask for a few words with mafada?