Chapter 385 Broken Wing and Blood Book

"Wait - go back - later - talk about it!"

Hermione's exaggerated mouth shape didn't make Ermi and Hannah immediately understand. Those two were not people with strong comprehension skills, so it was impossible for them to know how to read lips.

"I'll go tell them," Ginny flicked her legs, jumped off the stool, and walked over there, "and that idiot Michael, really..."

While muttering dissatisfiedly, she walked quickly towards Ravenclaw's long table. As she passed Ermie and Hannah, she called out to the two "fools" by the way.

Harry subconsciously fixed his gaze on Ginny's back.

"Hmm... Umbridge's announcement today, she should be disturbed too?" Harry thought involuntarily, "That Michael..."

Probably because he learned from Hermione that Ginny had begun to fall in love, Harry suddenly felt some inexplicable emotions popping up in his heart.

That emotion was quietly growing in his heart, making him irritable.

"what--"

In order to eliminate this inexplicable sense of irritability, Harry involuntarily chose to look away from Ginny.

"Hermione is right. I have always ignored Ginny. Now that Ginny has made a new choice, what right do I have to bother her?"

Harry actually overheard the conversation between Hermione and Ron in the quill shop that day. Hermione said a few words so loudly, and he is not deaf, how could he not hear?

"No, now is not the time to think about this—" Harry shook his head, reminding himself secretly, "Voldemort is staring at Hogwarts, so where is there room for me to think about it?"

He retracted his gaze and refocused his attention on the discussion with his two partners.

"...Everyone is here, I've checked everything, and there are no informers." Hermione said with a stern expression, "Although this is a good thing, at least everyone can continue to maintain mutual trust... However, in the In a way, that can be considered a bad thing."

"Yeah..." Ron said distressedly, "Where is the source of Umbridge's information? This feeling of not knowing anything is really terrible!"

"We haven't seen Umbridge yet..." Hermione frowned. "We have to see her first. Anyway, it's always necessary to see if she has changed."

"Who knows where she is?" Harry said sullenly, "Maybe she's still in the Ministry of Magic and hasn't come back yet!"

"No," Hermione shook her head. "At least the notice below must have been brought back by Umbridge. If she's not here, who should submit the application for restoring the group?"

"In that case... I bet Umbridge will definitely go to the History of Magic classroom soon," Ron said in a low voice. "Except for Professor Binns's class, she has already audited other classes! Since she is still a senior Investigator, you can't miss a single subject of investigation, right?"

However, Ron guessed wrong.

When they finished breakfast and hurried to the History of Magic classroom with the other students, there was no sign of Umbridge.

According to the past few times, when Umbridge went to observe other professors' classes, he would always sit at the back of the classroom eagerly and open the clipboard before the class started.

But when Professor Binns walked slowly across the blackboard again and floated behind the podium to start lecturing, Umbridge still showed no sign of appearing.

Professor Binns seemed to want to continue talking about the history of ancient giant wars today, but except for Hermione who could still concentrate on listening to the lecture, neither Harry nor Ron was interested in listening to the lecture at all.

They couldn't listen to Professor Binns' History of Magic class before,

Now that their hearts are full of messy things, they can't listen to them even more.

Harry scribbled and drew on the blank parchment, scribbled out a few difficult points in Charms, and then tapped the pen tip on the paper, thinking absently.

Just as he was finally forcing himself to calm down and immerse himself in the problem, Hermione pushed Ron's arm away and gave him a push.

He didn't respond, but the boredom in his heart returned.

Again and again, no matter how many times Hermione and Ron pushed, he didn't want to respond. Because he knew that he was very depressed now, and he had to calm down again before he could talk to them normally.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt Hermione's jab in his ribs, causing him to shrink back in pain.

"What?" Harry asked angrily.

Hermione and Ron pointed out the window together, and Harry immediately turned his head to look, only to find a white owl standing on the edge of the narrow window sill, staring at him quietly through the glass.

"It's Hedwig?" Harry asked strangely.

Near the window, several students were also pointing at Hedwig outside, as if they were discussing something about owls in a low voice.

Harry glanced over at the podium, where Professor Binns was buzzing about history as usual, without noticing that most of the students in the classroom were doing their own things.

Harry paused, then bent down, half squatted and quickly walked to the window, and opened it cautiously.

He had thought that Hedwig would stretch out her feet as usual, let him take down the letter, and then fly back to the shed on the tower. But this time, as soon as the window was opened to the proper width, it jumped in and whined.

"Oh--"

Harry turned his head quickly, looked at Professor Binns worriedly, and was relieved when he found that he hadn't noticed this side. Afterwards, he quickly stretched out his arm, letting Hedwig stand on his arm, and then slumped back to the seat again.

"What's wrong with Hedwig?" Ron looked at the owl and asked in surprise.

Harry lowered his head when he heard that, only then did he finally realize that Hedwig's feathers were a complete mess.

"Look! It's shaking—" Hermione said, pointing at Hedwig, "and there's something wrong with its wings..."

Harry subconsciously wanted to touch its wings, but as soon as he touched it, it jumped up in surprise. Immediately afterwards, all its feathers exploded, and its big bright eyes gave Harry a reproachful stare.

"Harry, it was intercepted!" Hermione said rather disturbedly. "Did you... send a letter to London? Did it mention our plan?"

"No, it's not London, it's Sirius. We occasionally chat about what's going on..." Harry frowned, "But, I haven't written anything too specific, have I?"

He was thinking about it, but Hedwig stretched out her foot again and pecked her several times.

This was obviously to get him to get the letter quickly, Harry didn't care about it, and immediately stretched out his hand to untie the letter.

"Hedwig, has anyone read this letter?" He asked while looking at Hedwig while taking the letter.

But Hedwig shook her head decisively.

"What's going on?" Harry asked in surprise.

However, even if the owl could understand the meaning of the wizard, it was still impossible to speak. Under its low "coo-coo" call, Harry gently unfolded the letter in front of him.

"Oh my God!" Hermione, who had just come up with Ron, only glanced at it and let out a low cry.

On the creased letter paper, there were only two words scrawled:

"Minos" "Dangerous"

The dark red handwriting, people can't help but equate it with the bloodstain, which is why Hermione was so frightened that she let out a low cry.

"Where is he now? No, no, what did you and him talk about?" Hermione said nervously, then suddenly paused, "No, no, this is not the time to talk about this, I think we have to talk about this first Tell Maca..."

"Professor Binns!" Harry nodded, and then he yelled without hesitation, causing the whole class to turn around, "I don't feel well."

Professor Binns raised his head blankly, and then slowly widened his eyes as if surprised by the fact that the entire classroom was full of people.

"Not... well?" He repeated Harry's words in confusion.

"Yes, it's very uncomfortable!" Harry hid Hedwig behind his back, and said firmly, "I think I have to go to the school hospital to have a look!"

"Uh... Ah! Yes, that's right..." Professor Binns' translucent body fluttered, expressing his bewilderment to the greatest extent he could, "The school hospital... yes, it's time to go to the school hospital. Hospital. Then you go to ... um ... Perkins?"

Harry didn't care if Professor Binns never figured out who he really was, he just knew he should act now.

As soon as he stepped out of the back door of the classroom, Harry put Hedwig on his shoulders and walked quickly. It wasn't until he was far away from the History of Magic classroom that he had the time to think about this matter carefully.

"Remember that the first class didn't include Ancient Runes, so he should be in the office right now!"

Harry thought for a while, and immediately ran back to the stairs...

"Bang bang bang!"

In front of the ancient rune professor's office, Harry clenched his fist and knocked vigorously on the door, but there was no response from inside. Unwillingly, he knocked a few more times, and then turned around in front of the door.

"It's terrible!" Harry muttered anxiously, "Sirius must have encountered some critical situation... I should have promised him to hide it if I knew it, and... Minos? Danger? What is it?" what happened……"

He paced back and forth, looking left and right from time to time, but he still didn't see Maca.

"...Where is Maca now?"

Harry was thinking restlessly, but had no clue. The gust of wind outside the window was howling, and under the gloomy sky, everything seemed gray. ) Download Free Reader!!