Chapter 907 Desire to Protect

A terrifying body that was rotting and full of ravines appeared in front of Aiwen, getting bigger and bigger, and disappeared in a puff of smoke in the blink of an eye.

The evil god is not something that a dark creature of Boggart level can transform. Even without Ivan's spell, it would be finished, but the huge body of the "evil god" still shook the whole house slightly when it disappeared. .

"What was that last monster?" Hermione asked in a low voice, and the only sound in the room was Mrs. Weasley sobbing.

"The evil god I've been telling you about, the body I saw in the phantom." Ivan put the wand back.

There was a brief silence, Hermione imagined the appearance of the evil god countless times, but she never thought that it would be so terrifying.

"Thank you, Ivan, thanks to you, I thought I could deal with that Boggart!" Mrs. Weasley said, tears falling uncontrollably, and then suddenly covered her face with her hands and wailed loudly.

Ivan and Hermione have never seen her like this before. In everyone's eyes, she has always been a shrewd and capable image.

"I've been dreaming recently, seeing them die, die, die!" She said sobbing, "I can always see them, sometimes when I'm busy, a terrible thought suddenly appears in my mind..."

At this moment, the door of the living room was knocked open, and everyone downstairs ran up in a panic.

Lupine rushed in first, wand in hand, followed by Kingsley and Mr Weasley, then Tonks, Harry, Ron, Ginny, Fred and George, and finally , Moody also came with heavy steps.

"What was that sound just now... God, Molly, are you all right?"

"Mom, why are you crying?"

"What happened?" Mr. Weasley hurried over.

In the blink of an eye, Mrs. Weasley was on his shoulder, weeping heartbroken.

"It's the Boggart hiding in the table, it..." Hermione explained to everyone what happened just now.

"Okay, it's all right, Molly, that's just a Boggart!" said Mr. Weasley gently, lying gently on his back, and handed her a handkerchief. real!"

"I'm so stupid that I can't handle a Boggart," said Mrs. Weasley, blowing her nose.

"Don't be silly, you're just too worried!"

"Yeah, I'm really, really, really worried." She said, tears rolling down from her eyes again, "family, family, more than half of the family is in the Order of the Phoenix, unless there is a miracle we They all escaped death, Gideon and Fabian were like this back then, just went out to perform an ordinary mission, and then never came back. And Per, Per, Percy, he doesn't talk to us, if What if something terrible has happened and we'll never have a chance to reconcile him? What if we're all killed, and who's going to look, look, look after Ron and Ginny?"

Seeing her appearance, Ivan, Harry, and Hermione thought of the old photo about the Order of the Phoenix that Moody just took out, and everyone on it was full of smiling faces, but who would have thought that there would be absolutely nothing in it? Most of them are gone now.

"Molly, that's enough!" Lupine said decisively. "This is different from last time. Now the Order of the Phoenix is ​​more tightly organized. We have a good start and know what Voldemort is going to do..."

Mrs Weasley let out a terrified scream at the sound of the name.

"Oh, Mollie, be brave, you should be used to hearing his name by now!"

"Listen, we can't guarantee that no one will get hurt, no one can guarantee this, but we are indeed in a much better situation than last time, you were not in the Order of the Phoenix, you don't understand, your brothers Death Eaters outnumbered us by twenty times last time, and they killed us one by one."

Is it really that easy?

Voldemort is not a fool, he will keep expanding his army, seeking great power, the number of Death Eaters means nothing.

Let alone the mysterious and terrifying evil gods, even in the original plot, many people died after the war started again, Sirius, Moody, Snape, Fred, Colin, Lupine, Tonks, Even Dumbledore...

Ivan admits that he knows where Voldemort's remaining Horcruxes are, but it's not as simple as finding them, and then reading Avada Kedavra to Voldemort or removing your weapon to solve everything.

Voldemort can continue to split the soul to make Horcruxes, anyway, he is now a madman.

"Don't worry about Percy either, Molly," said Mr. Weasley, putting his arms around Mrs. Weasley tightly. "He'll change his mind. One day Voldemort will reveal his true colors, and by then the entire Ministry of Magic will will ask us to forgive them."

"I'm not sure I'll accept his apology," Fred added.

"If he admits he's a hopeless fool . . . " said George.

"That's it. As for who will take care of Ron and Ginny if you and Arthur are killed." Lupine said with a slight smile, "What do you think we will do, let them go hungry?"

Mrs. Weasley smiled tremblingly, looking at Ron and Ginny who were still standing aside stupidly.

"I'm so stupid," she whispered again, wiping her eyes.

"Don't be sad, Mom, we won't let what you see happen."

"Yeah, everything is going well, and Ron has become a prefect."

"I can take care of myself completely now, not as bad as you imagine..." Ginny added hastily.

Ivan, Harry, Hermione and the others withdrew and gave up the living room to the Weasleys, who must have had a lot to say.

After this kind of thing happened, no one was in the mood to do other things. Lupine told Ivan, Harry, and Hermione to go back to sleep first. They seemed to have to discuss escorting everyone to the train station tomorrow morning when they returned to the kitchen.

Aiwen accompanied Hermione back to her room. It could be seen that she was also worried, and she looked very preoccupied. She didn't mention the student council president and prefect again, but hugged Aiwen silently in the dark. Wen, this will make her feel at ease.

The two did not speak, the previous assurances and discussions were enough.

Aiwen also proved with facts that he is trustworthy, and he hopes that Hermione can leave everything to him to solve. Although this is not in line with her character, at least it can be like this when she is alone with him, and she can completely relax Come.

Perhaps, this is called protection desire?