Chapter 262: what's the situation?

Chapter 262: what's the situation?

Above the sky, a little light slowly drifted away.

Looking at the couple who were slowly disappearing in front of him, Harry fell on the ground and cried bitterly.

Iger sat silently on the small stool, his eyes were red, but he didn't say anything to comfort Harry.

It's better to let Harry be quiet at this time...

Of course, he was mainly afraid that he couldn't help crying...

After a long time, Harry finally stopped sobbing, slowly got up from the ground, and looked at Iger with red eyes: "Let's go back."

"Let's go." Iger sighed, and he was not feeling very well.

...

On the other side, inside the Ministry of Magic.

Tito was lost in thought as he looked at the arch that had been destroyed by several Aurors.

"Are you crazy?" Tito raised his eyebrows looking at a few people.

"I'm sorry, sir, this is the Minister's order..." The headed Auror smiled bitterly.

"The minister's order?" Tito said in a bad tone: "We still have people on the other side of the arch, do you know what's behind this?"

"Sorry, sir, we don't know." The Auror sighed: "I just heard that it is the place where death row prisoners are executed. The ministry has just passed a new bill, thinking that this kind of behavior is inhumane, so the project has been cancelled."

"Anything else to ask, sir?"

A whistling voice sounded, and a pink toad squeezed out from behind the Aurors.

Umbridge looked at Tito and the mute men behind him with that disgusting smirk.

"You have affected our work." A silent man stepped out from behind Tito, holding his wand slightly.

"Wait a minute, Gurlock." Tito reached out to stop the silent man behind him, and looked flatly at the group of wizards in front of him.

"I don't know if you know that Aigmorises, a member of the Silent Man, entered the world of the dead due to official business, and what you destroyed is the door to enter the world of the dead through normal channels." Tito said softly.

"Oh, that's such a pity." Umbridge said with a sneer, "But I think it's okay if such a devil full of uncertainties can't come back."

"Who told you..." Tito's voice held a lazy tone: "There is only one door to the world of the dead in the world?"

The smile on Umbridge's face suddenly froze, and the Aurors beside him couldn't help but laugh.

"Although it's a little troublesome, as a devil, there is a chance to come back from the world of the dead." Tito snorted.

"He can't come back!" Umbridge's voice was harsh and he left angrily, but the tone didn't sound imposing at all.

Seeing Umbridge running away in a hurry, Gullock snorted gloomily: "Why let them run away? We're not specifically for them."

"We are nominally affiliated with the Ministry of Magic after all. It is not a very wise choice to face the Ministry of Magic at this time, and there are only a few of us. Although we are strong, we are still human after all. It will be hard." Tito shook his head: "But some people don't care about that, we just need to wait for him to come back with peace of mind."

News of Fudge's destruction of the door to the world of the dead quickly reached Dumbledore's ears.

And Dumbledore's actions were also fast, and it didn't take long for him to appear in the minister's office.

"Do you know what you're doing, Connelly." Dumbledore looked extremely gloomy.

"Of course." Fudge looked calmly at Dumbledore in front of him: "I just abolished the inhumane execution decree of the Ministry of Magic, and even destroyed some related facilities."

"But what you should know is that Mr Morrissey is still in the world of the dead." Dumbledore's face was gloomy.

"Oh? Really? That's such a pity." Fudge's face was slightly stiff: "However, judging from the fact that Mr. Morriss has caused turmoil in the magical world, it may not be a bad thing, Albus. "

"I hope you can always be so confident, Connelly." Dumbledore glanced disdainfully over Fudge's bloated body.

He came with the mentality of saving people.

But not to save Iger, but to save Fudge...

Dumbledore had no doubt that Iger could find a way to return from the world of the dead. What he was worried about was that Iger was annoyed when he knew what Fudge had done, and the Ministry of Magic was bled...

At this time, Sirius, who is worried about his godson, has been sharpening his knives outside the Ministry of Magic, ready to kill Fudge...

If it wasn't for Dumbledore's obstruction, it is estimated that people would have rushed in...

...

"That's really nice, so I listen to you, the door was destroyed, didn't it?"

In the world of the dead, Iger helplessly looked at Alger in front of him.

"That's right." Alger looked at the two people on the boat helplessly: "So after you cross the other side, you have to spend a long time looking for other doors."

"It doesn't matter, let's go." Iger didn't panic at all. With the compass, the two should not get lost...

The two followed Alger across the galloping black river, followed the route guided by the compass, and flew at high speed along the sea of ​​flowers on the other side, and finally saw a bronze door full of historical vicissitudes in the distance.

"Wow... Bronze Gate?" Iger laughed suddenly: "Will it be Changbai Mountain in the past?"

"What?" Harry looked puzzled.

"It's nothing, be careful when you pass, don't encounter another dumpling or something..." Iger muttered in a low voice: "Okay, let's go over quickly."

Harry nodded, wrapped his invisibility cloak tightly, and walked in toward the bronze door.

"Finally going home..." Iger sighed leisurely.

He was still a little clueless, not because he came to the world of the dead, but because he brought Harry, Iger was really not sure whether he could bring Harry back again. Seeing Harry walked into the bronze door, Iger finally relieved.

"Go home!" Iger grinned, he missed the graceful curves on Elsa and Hermione...

Just as he was about to step into the bronze door, Iger suddenly heard a popping sound, as if his ankle was entangled with something. Looking down, a black iron rope was entangled in Iger's ankle at some point.

"whatf**k?!!!"

With a bang, the iron rope was pulled down fiercely, and Iger's figure instantly disappeared in place.

Iger: "???"

...

A burst of light flashed Harry felt a sense of weightlessness, fell to the ground with a thud, panting heavily, turned his head to look, behind him was a quaint bronze door standing quietly there.

"Who?" A surprised voice sounded.

Harry turned his head and saw that he was in a large room.

The entire room was empty except for a small table, and the ancient walls around it made it look like an underground mausoleum.

Harry looked at the sound, and a figure behind the small table was holding a long sword, looking in his direction eagerly.

"That... I'm sorry to bother you..." Harry's eyes were happy, but he didn't expect to meet an acquaintance.

"Mr. Jiang Xuanzhong?" Harry took off his invisibility cloak, and now he was finally sure that he was not in the world of the dead.

"Harry Potter?" Jiang Xuanzhong blinked: "What's the situation?"