Chapter 1022 Six People in Black Uniforms Carry the Coffin

When the Dark Lord and the others began to land, under a broken street lamp in Privet Drive, Josephine Harris, Director of the Department of Management and Control of Magical Creatures, apparated in front of Hermione who had already arrived at the scene.

Josephine handed Hermione a potion bottle full of Winged Demon venom that glowed blue: "Mr. Scamander gave the venom very happily, Hermione, he is very fond of your Thunderbird." Interested, if you want, take it over and show him."

Mother Wolf of the Umbrella Squad came to the scene with her team and several wizards.

"Miss Granger, they have been brought here as you ordered." Mother Wolf reported to Hermione.

"Thanks for your hard work." Hermione nodded to Wolf Mother and the others, holding the potion bottle, her voice was loud and loud, "You have been busy all day for the expansion of Hogwarts during the day, you shouldn't bother now, but the situation in front of you You have also seen that in order to restore the Muggle buildings to their original state as soon as possible, we can only ask the wolf mothers to invite some of you elites who are good at building-related magic to come and help. Thank you for your hard work~ I will ask the finance department to pay the labor service fees in time."

The few wizards who were good at building magic that were temporarily pulled from the Hogwarts expansion site were overjoyed, and their dissatisfaction with being forced to work overtime for the Muggles at night disappeared in an instant.

But what frightened this group of wizards who had never personally experienced war was that when they came over, they saw the famous old Auror Mad-Eye Moody squatting awkwardly next to the broken street lamp under the pressure of two Aurors, almost screaming. Although the well-known wizards of the Order of the Phoenix were not kidnapped, they all got the attention of the Aurors. Some of the Death Eaters were petrified and tied up firmly, floating in the air—but many of the dark wizards who dared to stay behind after Auror Zengyuan arrived had died in pieces.

Seeing such a post-war appearance, these architectural wizards dared not express their dissatisfaction at being forced to work overtime for the Muggles at night, but now they heard Hermione's promise, and at the same time they breathed a sigh of relief, they began to think about how to repair it. Those damaged hemp hanging buildings.

Hermione looked around sadly at the destroyed Muggle buildings and the terrified faces in the windows, and she looked back at Mother Wolf: "Where are the Penellos? Are you going to Ellen's side?"

"No, the young master told us and the Aurors not to approach the duel scene, so as not to be misunderstood by the mysterious person. Miss Clearwater has just participated in the battle, and now she is going to other places to hunt down the other Death Eaters who fired Fiercefire again." Mother Wolf replied respectfully.

"I can't catch anyone. After the mysterious man won the duel, his subordinates began to retreat... Let's finish it quickly and watch Alan's duel." Hermione sighed, "Mr. Skorzeny, please Help me prepare my stuff, I'm not very good at flying."

The fat man was a little dazed, and it wasn't until the wolf mother glared at him that he realized that Hermione was calling him by his real name. After an embarrassed smile, he scanned the surrounding environment. Directed some wooden boards to make a big wooden box at a glance. .

The four-eyed man who hadn't come out of the laboratory mansion for a long time said: "Fatty, Miss Granger is talking to you, what are you doing with this thing?"

"Ah! You still care about me!" The fat man's fat double chin trembled, and then he was submissively defeated under the other party's sight, "You will know right away."

Hermione saw Fatty's actions in her eyes, and when she thought of inviting out the Thunderbird, who she had to feed Dobby so fat that it was almost like a ball, she couldn't help but blushed for a while, and her ears were a little bit She had a fever, but then Hermione calmed down and forcibly maintained a serious expression, not letting the embarrassment destroy her decency, then she pretended to be normal and took off her waist bag from her body and put it on the ground,

Unzips to release her Thunderbird Codon.

A gigantic thunderbird with golden and oily feathers jumped out of the bag. It struggled to open its wings, but it couldn't fully unfold because it was too fat. It landed heavily on the ground outside the backpack with a "boom", looking a little clumsy.

And everyone present, whether it was the Umbrella Squad, Aurors, wizards who are good at building, or the Order of the Phoenix, or Death Eaters, or even the Muggles who lived in the house and peeped out through the windows, all looked at the place on the ground. Golden Meatballs...

However, because the wind blown the hair of the wizards onlookers back, and their robes were blown against their bodies by the strong wind, they trembled, and they all had good grades in the Protection of Magical Creatures class. It is determined that this Thunderbird is just an overweight Thunderbird...

After it was released, Hermione's originally tense expression softened. She snorted softly and walked forward, touched it lightly. She stood up because she suddenly saw so many wizards, and flapped her fleshy wings desperately. Cotton, under Hermione's reassurance, the Thunderbird quickly closed its wings, calmed down and began to hum and chirp.

"Cotton, we need your help now." Hermione raised her hand and stroked the Thunderbird's chin back and forth. Her head touched the Thunderbird, and then handed over the potion bottle filled with the blue Winged Demon venom. Thunderbird, said to it, "You know what to do."

An Auror handed Hermione his Firebolt, but Hermione waved her hand and refused: "Thank you no, I've never been good at using broomsticks."

Thunderbird stretched its sharp beak forward, and took the medicine bottle in its mouth. The big wooden box made by the fat man was held behind him, winking at the four eyes, "Now you understand."

Suddenly he was kicked by someone, and he staggered forward a few steps.

"Hurry up." The doctor withdrew his feet, took out his broomstick, and raised his legs up, "Four eyes, you wait here, I don't think this weight suspension spell is safe, we'd better lift it up on our shoulders together." , like carrying a coffin..." The doctor realized that it was inappropriate to say such unlucky words in front of Hermione and closed his mouth.

But the Umbrella Squad already understood her consciousness, Mother Wolf casually greeted two black Aurors who looked strong and strong, and the four of them worked together to lift the big wooden box, and they flew to a position parallel to the Thunderbird, Under Hermione's urging, Thunderbird stepped into the big wooden box with the help of everyone's levitation spell.

With a greeting from the wolf mother, the fat man, the doctor, and the taciturn Victor stepped onto the inconspicuous black Firebolt in the night, and black smoke billowed around Hermione. She was like Voldemort, Allen and Just like Snape who just learned this trick, he flew into the sky without any tools.

The smoky Hermione flew in front of her head, while the six wizards in black uniforms carried the foolish Thunderbird Cotton in the big wooden box, staggering but rhythmically following Hermione. behind.

The clouds in the sky are gradually gathering, but they are only flowing, and the weather does not seem to have obvious changes immediately.

Hermione and the others, who had already flown into the sky, also noticed that the weather hadn't changed much. Hermione turned her head to look at the Thunderbird, and saw the Thunderbird's two fleshy claws firmly standing on the wooden board.

Hermione and Hermione's eyes collided, and Hermione, the thunderbird, turned her head cutely to pretend that she didn't see the expression of her master. Seeing this, Hermione continued to order: "Cotton, hurry up and flap your wings to affect the weather, summon wind and rain .”

But Thunderbird just didn't move at all, and continued to keep silent and didn't respond. It patted its wings and combed the feathers on its belly with its sharp beak, but it just didn't intend to create a storm.

As the owner, after raising it for so long, Hermione has already understood its habits very clearly. Right now, it is silently throwing a tantrum and talking about conditions.

Hermione sighed heavily, because the matter was urgent, she resolutely compromised with the Thunderbird: "Tonight, I will not force you to lose weight, quickly summon the storm..." Seeing that Cotton didn't respond, he knew that it didn't understand. Min had to emphasize a few key words that it could understand, "Desert bighorn sheep in your hometown of Arizona! Desert bighorn sheep! Tonight!"