Popular Web NovelsChapter 526 No. 12 Grimmauld PlaceChapter 526 No. 12 Grimmauld Place
The night is dark.
It happens to be a day when the moon is full, and it happens to be flying high in the sky. The silver-white moonlight looks even colder.
Hermione's buried head lifted slightly, and her eyes opened a slit.
What came into view was the silver-white moonlight, and the whole world suddenly became wider. She was sitting on the back of the hippogriff that Loren had transformed into, holding his arms tightly. The neck has smooth and cool scales.
The cold wind in the dark night blew the girl's hair. She looked down through the transparent body shrouded in the Phantom Body Curse. The scene on the ground quickly shrank into a pattern made of dark green and black. The square figures on Privet Drive The true garden is getting further and further away.
This method was thought up by Loren.
First he cast a disillusionment spell to hide his body, and then he transformed and took her flying up into the sky. Except for Mad-Eye, the other wizards didn't notice the difference between them. They just thought they had left their brooms alone. In some kind of storage alchemical equipment, like their luggage.
In the front is Tonks who leads the way, and behind is Mad-Eye who is looking at the overall situation.
Hermione put her head on his neck again. As the flight altitude gradually climbed, the temperature became lower and lower, and the speed gradually increased. The wind blowing in front of her became even colder. Through the gaps in her scales, she could I could smell his usual orange smell and a slight warmth.
There was a strange joy in her heart.
"Go left, go left, there is a Muggle looking up!" Moody shouted from behind.
The voice was scattered by the cold wind and sounded unreal, but Tonks reacted immediately, grabbed the broom handle and turned sharply, and the others followed closely.
"We need to fly higher...a quarter of a mile higher!"
The altitude climbed again and nothing could be seen below, only pinpricks. The bright spots were the glow of street lights and car headlights, two of which may have belonged to Uncle Vernon's car.
Until the shape of the clouds could be seen clearly, the scene on the ground was completely blurred. The cold wind at high altitude became more and more biting. The other wizards' robes were filled with the wind and made a fluttering hunting sound. Tonks tied the birdcage and empty box with a sling. Crunchy.
As the whistling wind reached my ears, there was also Harry's intermittent laughter, which sounded particularly cheerful, as if all the frustration and depression of the past month had drifted away with the wind.
Mad Eye was still commanding with a broken voice:
"Go south! There is a small town ahead! Fly southeast!"
The whole team turned to the right He turned to avoid flying directly over the dotted lights of thousands of houses, but Mad-Eye seemed not to recognize the road. During the hour of flying, he always changed his route from time to time.
At least in Hermione's mind, he seemed to be going in circles.
"Continue to rise. There is a low cloud in front of us. We can fly into it and hide inside!"
Hearing the command to turn again, Tonks shouted angrily: "Don't Flying in the clouds! We will become drowned, Mad-Eye!"
Mad-Eye paused for a while, but not long after, his gruff commanding voice appeared again:
< br>"Turn southwest! We need to avoid the highway!"
"..."
"We'd better retrace our steps to make sure we're not being followed!"
Tonks couldn't stand it anymore, grabbed the broom handle and turned around to scream: "Are you crazy, Mad-Eye? We're freezing on our broomsticks! If we keep veering off course like this, we probably won't get there next week! And we're almost there!"
"It's time to start landing." Lupine also spoke, his voice trembling and full of exhaustion, "Harry, Loren, Hermione, you follow Tonks!"
"Great. ! "
Tonks cheered, and Hermione vaguely saw her blowing a kiss to Lupine below, and then immediately swooped down to a large bright place below, with the wizard team following closely behind, drawing a smooth arc. .
The lights are getting brighter and clearer, criss-crossing and extending in all directions until you can clearly see the car lights and street lights, the chimneys and the TV antennas. Dotted with dark black squares, that is the house.
"We're here!"
Everyone landed on the messy and deserted grass next to the center of a small square. Hermione felt that the giant creature under her gradually shrank, and finally turned into a figure slightly taller than her. His figure carried her firmly on his back.
Loren felt a softness on his back, and patted the hand that was tightly wrapped around his chest. Only two people could hear his narrow voice, with a weak but clear smile: "Why, I want to stay here all the time. On my back?"
Hermione quickly let go of her hands, fell to the ground to adjust her hair and clothes based on feeling, and finally patted her hot face calmly.
Fortunately, the Illusion Body Curse is there, otherwise he would be laughed at again if he saw this appearance...
Loren stopped where he was, smiling, with crystal blue light in his eyes. Gone in a flash.
"This is it, but there are some necessary rituals required to enter." Moody muttered and walked forward, his eyes scanning the house numbers on both sides of the road one by one, as if he was looking for something.
The doors of the nearby houses have gloomy faces, as if they are far away from you. Some houses had broken windows that gleamed dimly in the streetlights, paint was peeling off many doors, and a few had trash piled outside their front steps.
"What is this place?"
The wand spoke a counter-spell to himself, and Loren and Hermione released their invisibility and revealed themselves.
"I know!" Harry suddenly appeared next to him, with uncontrollable excitement in his voice, "Sirius brought me here before, yes...yes..."
Harry was a little confused. He scratched his head and began to think about the address here. His brows slowly knitted together, but his eyes became more and more confused: "I obviously remember it, I should remember it, but..."
"Don't think about it. This place is protected by very powerful magic. You can't leak it without the permission of the secret keeper."
Moody explained gruffly, rummaging in his cloak, taking out his curved wine bottle and taking a sip. His thick-knuckled hands were too cold to function and were trembling slightly.
Loren and Hermione have already realized that this is the legendary Loyalty Curse.
Harry also recalled this spell. His parents had used this spell to avoid Voldemort and the Death Eaters, but in the end they mistakenly believed in Peter Pettigrew... "Follow me!"
Moody put the bottle of wine in his arms again, limped along, and finally stopped next to a dirty and dilapidated house.
There was the faint rumble of a stereo in the house's upstairs window, and the acrid stench of rotting garbage emanated from the bulging garbage bags in the dilapidated door.
"Here," Moody said gruffly, thrusting a piece of parchment into Harry's hand, "you guys, read it quickly and remember it by heart."
< br>Loren and Hermione approached curiously.
The handwriting on it is long and thin: The Order of the Phoenix headquarters is located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London.
The next moment, the paper curled up and burned, falling to the ground. Several people looked up and looked at the surrounding houses. They were standing in front of No. 11. The one on the left was No. 10, but when they came over, it immediately became No. 13.
"Number 12 Grimmauld Place..."
Loren recited silently in his heart, and a strange wave of magic appeared, spreading like ripples, as if echoing, and the space in front of him appeared with it. Corresponding ripples.
Sensing the invisible magic power fluctuation, his eyes fell on the gap between the two houses.
A tattered door appeared out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13, and then dirty walls and eerie windows appeared, making it look like an extra house had suddenly expanded. Get up and squeeze everything on both sides away.
Whether it is viewed from the perspective of a Muggle, a wizard, or even a variety of other magical animals, the scene before us is magical enough.
Even if he didn't know the detailed principles of the Red Loyalty Curse, Loren could detect that such a curse contained almost regular power, rather than just hiding it in color and shape like the Disguise Curse.
The first thing to solve is the hiding and convergence of the basic space. The principle is similar to the reverse application of the Traceless Stretch Spell, but it is much more difficult to implement.
Last and most important, how to erase the memory of this address from the minds of all insiders, not just the memory, but also the modification of impressions and concepts, is related to not touching the hidden location In the absence of information, insiders are completely unable to detect anything amiss.
The so-called "soul magic" in Charms is completely different from Muggle medicine's methods of changing the brain without surgery -
In the more ancient Muggle Brain Department In the history of medicine, some people have treated mental illness by destroying the prefrontal lobe, causing people to change their temperament and become sluggish. They have also damaged the hippocampus area, causing memory problems. In short, by destroying different areas of the brain, memory, language, and behavior can be affected. Cognition, body control and many other aspects.
In the history of soul magic passed down from thousands of years ago, successive black wizards and scholars for research purposes have also developed and created various spells that affect the soul, such as amnesia spells, false memory spells, Legilimency, and brain spells. Occlumency, Soul-stealing Curse...
Without exception, they are all uncontrollable and will cause serious consequences.
Under the above realistic conditions, the magic and complexity of this powerful concealment spell are simply unimaginable.
This was the first time for Loren to witness the unfolding of the Loyalty Curse with his own eyes, but even with just a cursory observation, he could see the unimaginable magical design of the Loyalty Curse. This is a method of compressing space and modifying The inner concept method is almost perfect to achieve the mantra of confidentiality, and it will not affect the relevant insiders, or even be noticed by them.
I tried to say "12 Grimmauld Place", but found that I couldn't do it. The address was clearly on my lips, but when I wanted to express it, it was blurry.
This is the most powerful feature of the Red Loyalty Curse. Except for the designated secret keeper, no one else can leak the secret even if they know it.
Hermione was also shocked by this spell. She and Loren exchanged a look, and both of them tacitly agreed not to ask anything.
"Incredible, right..."
Moody seemed to have been used to the shock of others standing here. He grinned and limped inside. Broken stone steps, "Come on, we have been delayed a lot of time, the Order of the Phoenix still has a meeting waiting for us."
The black paint on the door has peeled off, covering the left and right scratched, the silver door knocker was in the shape of a coiled snake, there was no keyhole, and there was no mailbox.
Lupine pulled out his wand and knocked on the door. Suddenly there were many loud sounds of metal clashing inside, as well as the sound of chains rubbing against each other and shaking.
"Squeak——"
The old loose leaf groaned under the weight, and the door opened with a sound.
Following Lupine who led the way into the old house, Harry finally saw the scene in his memory. He smiled and warned mysteriously: "Don't go too far in, and don't touch anything. "Don't make any noise."
Loren probably knew what he was talking about and didn't ask any questions. He silently held Hermione's hand and followed everyone inside.
After crossing the threshold and entering the dark foyer, a damp vapor hit my face, carrying the smell of rotten wood and mold, like an empty house that had been abandoned for a long time.
It seems that some magic in the wall is working. Along with a rustling sound, a row of old-fashioned gas lamps on the wall light up one after another, and a chandelier decorated with a crystal statue of a coiled snake sprinkles light. There was a faint dim light, which swayed like a candle for a few times. The light gradually stabilized, illuminating the long and gloomy entrance hall, the peeling wallpaper, the polished and frayed carpet, and some crooked hangings on the wall. A portrait darkened by age.
That is probably the ancestor of the Black family.
A sound of footsteps approached them from far away, and Mrs. Weasley walked out of the hall, walking towards them in three steps and two steps at a time, with a warm smile on her face:
"Oh, Harry, Loren, Hermione, it's so nice to see you!"
Molly hugged Harry into her arms. Loren and Hermione, who were standing nearby, noticed that she was much thinner and paler than the last time they met.
"You must be hungry after coming all the way. You need to eat more to replenish your strength, but I'm afraid you have to wait a while before you can have dinner... The meeting is about to start. He has just arrived and is about to give a report. You go quickly. Let's go..."
Molly asked Moody to take people to the meeting first, and grabbed the three people who wanted to follow, "No, children, only members of the Order of the Phoenix can attend the meeting. The brothers are all upstairs. You can wait with them until the meeting is over, and then we will have dinner..."
Watching her back hurried away, Loren and Hermione looked at Ha who was aside. profit.
Returning to the familiar environment, Harry, who had calmed down, waved to follow him and pressed an index finger to his lips: "Shh, don't talk loudly in the hall."
They tiptoed past two long curtains covered with insect eyes, then walked around a large umbrella stand that looked like it was made of a severed leg of a troll, and then walked up the dark stairs. A row of wrinkled heads clustered on the panel above - the heads of house elves.
Turn right on the second floor and open the second door listening to the sound.
In the room, a group of red-haired little wizards turned to look at them, their expressions gradually became more vivid, and their eyes radiated with surprise.
(End of this chapter)
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