[HP] Being a problem student at Hogwarts

The world was spinning, and a cloud wrapped in a crow suddenly appeared on the dark road. The headlights of the traffic were like the shining eyes of a beetle. A driver who was dozing suddenly saw a cloud of fog in front of him, and he was so startled that he suddenly fell asleep. Flying out of the sky, he braked urgently and turned the steering wheel wildly, causing the car body to draw a thrilling arc to avoid passing by. The general stopped when he rushed onto the sidewalk, arousing a lot of curses from the driver behind him.

The driver, who was still in shock, let out a curse and turned to look. The dim yellow light coming from the square windows on the street made everything look hazy - he was about to suspect that he had accidentally dozed off. , treating the dream as reality - after all, how could a white mist suddenly appear on the road in the normal world, with black bird feathers splashing out?

The next moment he saw it clearly: a dark wooden stick appeared out of thin air, and then fell down according to gravity - something invisible seemed to have been hit in mid-air. He even heard a young boy "Oh!" There was a sound.

driver:"……"

The driver stepped on the accelerator and fled in a whoosh.

Tom, who was innocently hit, let out a sigh - although he didn't know what kind of cloud state he could be hit in, he still reflexively stretched out a wisp of fog to wrap up the "culprit"...

It was a familiar elderberry wand.

The famous Elder Wand.

Tom held the Elder Wand and couldn't figure out for a moment, how did this thing get into his hand? He tried to recall it, and it seemed that when the wall was broadcasting the battle between the two Dark Lords, Grindelwald had the Elder Wand in his hand, but it could appear so accurately at the time and place when he Apparated, all he could say was...

The prophet is so annoying!

The crow hung upside down beside him in a half-dead posture, and said feebly: "I'm really going to vomit - vomit!"

Tom, who came to his senses instantly, moved the crow over the garbage dump truck on the street, carefully hooked its feet, and let it vomit.

The dump trucks were parked not far from a dilapidated phone booth. Under the monotonous orange streetlights, their original color could not be seen clearly, but under the shroud of magic mist, one could feel the huge and exquisite power contained in the phone booth. Magic flows.

According to what I remember, you can reach the Ministry of Magic by going down from this phone booth.

Tom originally didn't want to use the elevator. He just planned to use the characteristics of the clouds to sneak in quietly. However, it seemed that the wizard who originally designed the magic elevator had considered a similar situation - that is, if he could sneak in without using the correct entry method. , let alone anything else, if someone’s Animagus is a little bug... the front page of the "Daily Prophet" the next day must be "Surprise!" The dignity of the Ministry of Magic is gone! ”, coupled with a few explosive candid photos - for example, two wizard representatives from different parties just had a tit-for-tat confrontation at the conference, and then sneaked into the bathroom for a passionate private meeting during the break, etc.; or some overheard photos that would sway News that the public trusts - for example, a Ministry of Magic official actually approved an application for authorization to eavesdrop on wizards' phone recordings, etc.

Secondly, the Elder Wand may still be able to pass through the gap, but the size of the crow is there after all, and it would be too difficult for such a big bird to take advantage of the gap.

"6...2422?" Tom opened the door of the phone booth and transformed into a human body again. While flipping through his memories, he turned the dial. The mist floating with claws and teeth floated behind him, carrying the crow and the Elder Wand.

Tom noticed that the magic circle in the phone booth was activated, and a cold female voice came from the phone: "Welcome to the Ministry of Magic, please state your name and what you are going to do." At the same time, a magic power began to scan him—— Then he was quickly assimilated by his magic mist.

The assimilated magic returned to the phone, so the female voice continued: "Thank you. Guest, please pick up the badge and pin it in front of your clothes."

A badge slipped out of the metal chute where coins should have been ejected. A wisp of mist reached over, deftly picked it up, and handed it to Tom's eyes.

Tom took a look and saw a bunch of garbled characters on it.

The machine didn't seem to notice anything yet and was chanting mechanically: "Visitors from the Ministry of Magic, you need to be inspected at the security checkpoint and register your wand. The security checkpoint is located at the end of the main hall."

The ground of the phone booth suddenly shook, and the sidewalk outside gradually rose up and covered the window. The crow was like a dog that was left alone outside the elevator on a leash by its owner. It flapping its wings vigorously and flapping its wings in a very thrilling way. At the last moment, he squeezed into the phone booth - "I'm still outside!" the crow shouted angrily.

"That's not coming in," said Tom absently. Is it possible that Voldemort's Horcrux could have died because he didn't get into the elevator in time?

Darkness closed above their heads, and with a dull grinding sound, the phone box swayed down into the depths of the Ministry of Magic.

A thin golden light shone on their feet, became wider and wider, and moved to their bodies. Tom moved his fingers, and the magic mist gathered smoothly, covering them. He didn't know if there was anyone on duty at the Ministry of Magic at this time, but it was always safer to be invisible.

But the main hall seemed empty. The light was darker than during the day; there was no fire in the mantel built into the wall, but when the elevator stopped smoothly, he saw that on the dark blue canopy, a mysterious golden symbol was still going on. Twisting regularly.

The female voice in the phone booth read the last sentence coldly: "The Ministry of Magic hopes you have a pleasant stay tonight." Then the door of the phone booth suddenly opened, and Tom felt a push, knowing that this was the design of the magic circle, signaling the wizards to come. Leave immediately and don't stay in the elevator.

There is a very magnificent golden fountain in the main hall. Rapid water spurts out from the wands of wizards and wizards, the arrows of centaurs, the tips of goblin hats and the ears of house elves, and falls into the circular pool. Tom keenly noticed that the water in the pool had a light pink color, which alerted him.

The crow also noticed it and gloated: "It seems that you may have arrived too late. His people have already taken away what he wanted."

"Fighting on multiple fronts is a big no-no," Tom said. Voldemort himself was still attacking Hogwarts, but he actually sent out men to attack the Ministry of Magic?

"Ha! Now it's Dumbledore's turn to have a headache." The crow said cheerfully, "Where is he going? School? Or the Ministry of Magic?" It thought maliciously, "If it were me, I would burn it easily. St. Mungo's... Well, but that's right, the Dark Mark was lit up over Hogwarts, Dumbledore didn't come back immediately, and not even a few from the Order of the Phoenix were seen... I can't tell for sure. They really sent people to burn down the hospital!"

The more Crow talked, the more he felt that this was the case. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha Dumbledore has been using the name of love for so many years, so he can't leave his subordinates who were seriously injured just now, right? He has encountered everything, and he can't leave those innocent patients alone, right? ? No wonder I haven’t come back for a long time!”

Tom frowned in disgust.

Now that he knew that the Ministry of Magic might have been captured by Death Eaters, Tom simply sat down behind the empty security checkpoint - deliberately avoiding his eyes on the way and not taking a closer look at the disemboweled figure lying on the back of the statue in the pool. The wizard's corpse began to signal his magic mist to spread freely - let's transform the combat environment first!