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"I know," Kyle said, "I saw the Occlumency book in your room last night.
"What I mean is that your progress is too slow. If you don't have anything important to do later, how about a special training session."
Special training?
Harry subconsciously thought of the unbearable past in the Room of Requirement.
"No, no need." His legs began to feel weak and his body ached slightly, "Sirius can teach me, and Professor Lupin, right?"
He looked at the two of them as if asking for help.
But Sirius didn't know what Harry was doing, so he just said helplessly: "Sorry Harry, I don't know much about Occlumency, so I can't help you with anything."
"Me too," said Lupine.
"In that case, it's settled." Kyle said, "Sirius, didn't you just say there was a nice room in the basement? Let's clean it up later, and Harry will conduct special training there. "
"Okay, no problem." Sirius said simply.
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(End of this chapter)
Chapter 710 The Battle of Diagon Alley
"Hermione, do you think Kyle has any grudge against Harry?"
In front of a door near the utility room in the basement, Ron asked with lingering fear as he listened to the screams coming from inside.
He had always been curious about how Harry learned Occlumency. Given this rare opportunity, Ron would not miss it and ran over with Hermione just after breakfast.
As a result, everyone else felt numb when they saw it.
What kind of special training is this... Isn't this just a beating?
Harry was kicked to the left and to the right by a magical animal with six legs. It looked like a human-sized bludger, not to mention how miserable it was.
Next to him, Hermione nodded with lingering fear.
She was still hesitant about going on special training with Harry.
Recently, Weasley's Joke Shop no longer needs help, and his parents have gradually gotten used to living in Diagon Alley. Sometimes they can't find anyone when they visit.
There was nothing going on anyway, so she thought she could take advantage of this month to learn a spell. After all, others said Occlumency was very important. Even if she didn't need to worry about Voldemort invading her consciousness, there was no harm in learning it.
But now that she saw what happened to Harry, she suddenly hesitated.
It was hard for Hermione to imagine herself being whipped back and forth by a cat and leopard. In contrast, she still felt that it was better to follow the steps... Although the progress would be much slower, it was better to be safe.
"what!"
Harry's screams were heard in the room again. After holding on for two minutes, he was still penetrated by the cat and leopard, and a thick tail slapped his thigh firmly.
Outside the door, Ron and Hermione gasped at the same time when they saw this scene. Even just looking at it, they felt pain.
Hermione couldn't bear it.
"Forget it, let's go," she said.
"Okay." Ron nodded decisively.
He now understood why Sirius and the others never came here.
As long as he couldn't see it, he wouldn't feel bad, and Harry could master Occlumency faster.
Otherwise, you are still smart.
The two closed the door silently... Well, it's much better now.
When they returned upstairs, Mrs. Weasley happened to pass by the living room with a basket of clothes.
"So you are here..." she said, "Arthur just sent a letter, I guess it should be your OWL results."
"Are the results out yet?" Hermione jumped up and ran quickly to Mrs. Weasley's side.
"Here, for you." Mrs. Weasley took three envelopes from the basket.
Hermione quickly found the one with her name on it, tore open the envelope and unfolded the parchment inside.
Then her expression turned disappointed.
"Did you fail the exam?" Ron leaned over and took a look curiously.
The series of "O"s on the parchment made him a little dizzy.
"Nine 'excellent' and one 'good'...it's Defense Against the Dark Arts." Ron looked at her half amused and half annoyed, "You still feel disappointed, don't you?"
"But Kyle was all excellent in the beginning." Hermione said.
"Can't you find a normal person to use as a reference?" Ron raised his voice, not understanding Hermione's behavior of asking for trouble.
"Seriously, if I could get an 'excellent', even just one, I would jump for joy."
Ron opened his envelope.
As expected, there wasn't a single 'Excellent', but thankfully there were seven 'A's' on the parchment.
"Not bad." Mrs. Weasley said with a smile. She ruffled Ron's hair. "OWL passed the seventh gate, which is much better than I thought."
To be honest, compared to Ron's previous results, this result has been greatly improved.
By now, Mrs. Weasley no longer expects Ron to get many 'O's, as long as he maintains this grade and gets seven certificates after graduation.
"And Harry's." Ron looked at the last envelope in his hand and asked, "Should we send it to him?"
"Do you want to go?" Hermione asked.
Ron shook his head decisively. But it wasn't that he felt sorry for Harry, the main reason was that he was afraid that the magical beast would become addicted to beating him, and he would also be beaten when he went to deliver the letter.
"How about waiting for Harry to come back in the evening and let him dismantle it by himself?"
"Row!"
The two quickly agreed, and Ron sent Harry's report card to his room.
"By the way, where's Kyle?" Hermione looked around, and suddenly realized that she hadn't seen Kyle all morning.
"I went to the Ministry of Magic with Arthur this morning," Mrs. Weasley said.
"He's gone to the Ministry of Magic?"
"Yes, I advised Kyle to rest for two more days, but he insisted that it was unnecessary." Mrs. Weasley said, "What do you want to see him about?"
"I have some questions about magic text that I don't understand, and I want to ask him." Hermione said.
"Then you have to wait until evening." Mrs. Weasley said, "He will come back here for dinner, and he will stay here for the rest of the holidays."
"That's it." Hermione said, "Mrs. Weasley, let me help with the laundry too."
"No need to wash, a simple magic will do it. I'm just going to hang them out to dry. Everything in this house is good, but it doesn't get much sunlight."
Time soon came to evening, and Mrs. Weasley prepared a large pot of beef stew and served it to the table during the Ministry of Magic's closing time.
Hermione also brought a thick magic book and planned to ask Kyle a few questions after finishing the meal.
But she sat at the dining table and waited for more than an hour. Even Harry staggered up from the basement, but Kyle still didn't come back.
And not just Kyle, including Mr. Weasley, Lupin, Sirius and the other Weasley children, have not returned.
"Oh, I think they must be working overtime." Mrs. Weasley looked at the time for the seventh time. She forced a smile and said, "Let's eat first, and we won't wait for them."
She took out her wand and waved it, and the cold beef stew quickly became steaming hot.
Then she took a spoon and poured the beef stew into everyone's bowls.
But it was obvious that Mrs. Weasley was a little distracted and spilled the broth several times.
"It must be fine." Hermione whispered: "He must be too busy at work, the mysterious man... He must not dare to attack the Ministry of Magic, right?"
"You are right." Mrs. Weasley smiled, "Eat quickly and then go to bed early."
"Mom..." Ron wanted to say something else, but Hermione shook her head slightly at him.
No one spoke for the rest of the day, and everyone finished their dinner hastily.
The children went upstairs, while Mrs. Weasley sat in the living room, glancing in the direction of the door from time to time.
"Strange, why haven't they come back yet." At the corner of the stairs, Ginny and Ron poked their heads out and glanced at the door where there was no movement.
"I don't know, maybe the Ministry of Magic has taken some action..." Hermione glanced at the two of them worriedly and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Weasley and the others will be fine, even if the mysterious man..."
Hermione's words suddenly stopped and she said vaguely: "If there is any big event, someone will definitely come to deliver the news. Don't forget, this is the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix.
"Anyway, let's go back to the room first."
"I won't go back." Ginny squatted stubbornly, "I want to wait here."
"Me too," said Ron.
Although what Hermione said made sense, most of the Weasley family was outside now. How could they go back to their room to sleep peacefully under such circumstances.
The two of them were hiding at the corner of the stairs, and Harry was the same. Even though he had been tortured by the cat and leopard all day, he still wanted to wait for Sirius here.
Hermione said nothing more and waited quietly with them.
Time passed little by little, and soon it was late at night.
……
Meanwhile, Diagon Alley.
The originally bustling street was deserted at this time, the shop doors on both sides were closed tightly, and deafening explosions and roars continued to be heard all around.
"Avada Kedavra!"
A life-killing curse flew over and blew the sign of Ella's Owl Shop to pieces.
Under the cover of two Aurors, a middle-aged wizard moved from the main street to a small alley. Behind them were a group of Death Eaters wearing black cloaks and masks.
"Hand him over!" said the leading Death Eater in a hoarse voice.
"Don't even think about it!" Tonks waved her wand and sent a red light into the sky.
"There!" Someone shouted not far away.
"Kill her!" the Death Eater roared.