My understanding is incredible, I built a floating city in Hogwarts

Levin sat down again, closed the book in front of him, turned to Hermione, who was still immersed in the answer to the history of magic, and said, "Hermione, do you remember the plan of the mysterious man that Gary Hos Greengrass told us the other day? Just Helena ...... The lady told me something, Harry had just gone to Professor McGonagall to tell him about his dream - and he had sensed what the mysterious man wanted him to see. "

Hermione looked up in shock and looked into Levine's eyes.

Levine nodded, and continued, "Forget the damn answers now. You go and inform Gianna first, so that she can act according to the plan and get ready to start the layout. Also, if you want to get involved, go straight to the Ministry of Magic and meet up with the Tonks. Ask the company's safety and security department to send a few people to follow you. "

Levin was about to leave, but as soon as he took a step, he turned back and reminded Hermione of what he had just thought, "One more thing, help me watch a little Cirila after the battle starts, and don't let her get close to my battle with the mysterious man without permission." "

At the same time, in the Gryffindor common room, the atmosphere was unusually solemn.

Harry sat by the fire, pale, eager to share his secrets with Ron.

"Ron, I had a dream. Harry's voice was low and trembling, "I dreamed that Sirius was caught, right in the Ministry of Magic, exactly like the last dream. I can even feel it happening!"

Ron's eyes widened and he looked at Harry in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

"What I saw with my own eyes is as real as the last time I saw your father attacked. Harry's hands were clasped together, his voice full of determination and fear, "The question is, how do we get there now?"

There was a brief silence in the break room.

Ron frowned, as if he was trying to figure out a solution, and with his father's experience, he knew that Harry's dreams were not unfounded.

"W-where?" Ron asked, a little confused.

"Go to the Ministry of Magic so you can save Sirius in time!" Harry said loudly, his eyes glinting with seriousness, "I can't sit idly by, you know, he's my only relative now." "

Ron took a deep breath and looked into Harry's determined eyes, knowing that this was not the time to back down.

So, he began to try to figure it out: "We have to use the fireplace network channel. "

However, Harry shook his head with a wry smile, "All the fireplaces at Hogwarts are being monitored by the Floo Network Authority, and it's that Umbridge's henchman, Marietta Ekmo's mother, who is in charge of this!"

"There's one place where they're not watching. Ron suddenly had an idea, and pointed his finger to his lips and said, "That fireplace in Principal Umbridge's office, people like her always leave a back door for themselves. "

"How do you know?" Harry looked at Ron in surprise, he had never realized that his close friend had such intelligence.

In the past, when they had a good relationship with Hermione, it was usually Hermione who came up with such an idea.

"Umbridge and Percy, they're actually the same kind of people. Ron pursed his lips and explained somewhat helplessly, "I really don't want to say that, but I know Percy well. He's always keen to catch students who go on night outings, as well as couples who secretly date in the hallways. However, he himself often wanders around under the pretext of night patrols, and uses his position to pursue Penelo Riott, dreaming of becoming the golden boy and girl of the school with her. Alas, these pretentious people are all the way. "

Just then, Harry and Ron suddenly noticed someone approaching behind them.

They turned their heads to find Neville, Colin, Ginny, and the others standing there silently, apparently having heard Ron's words. Ginny stepped forward and said firmly, "Let's go together." "

Harry immediately shook his head, "No, it's too dangerous. "

"We're Gryffindor students, Harry. Neville stepped forward.

"We can help. Colin stood beside him, nodding desperately in support.

"You can't help. Harry said impatiently. He knew the danger of the operation and didn't want his friends to risk it.

Everyone was dumbfounded by Harry, except Ginny.

"Don't talk to us like that, Harry. She looked at Harry coldly and said, "I'm not going to watch you take my stupid brother to his death, you know, I learned a lot of magic from Levine in private. If there is danger, I can play no less role than you. "

Ron suddenly interjected, "Wait, Harry, maybe they can help." We need someone to stand guard next to us. When we break into Umbridge's office, we have to make sure that no students are near there. Otherwise, there would definitely be Slytherin students running to snitch her. "

"Neville and I can stand at opposite ends of the hallway," Ginny suggested without hesitation, "and we can warn people not to go ahead." Let's just say that someone put a lot of poison gas on the throat. "

Her string of nonsense came easily, and Ron couldn't help but look surprised when he heard it. (If you read a violent novel, go to Feilu Novel Network!)

Seeing this, Ginny shrugged her shoulders lightly and explained, "Fred and George had such plans before, and I just borrowed them. "

Harry was anxious, but he also understood that his friends' willingness to accompany him in the face of danger was a sign of their concern for him. So, he nodded and agreed: "Okay, then that's how it will be arranged." "

The plan was set, and everyone couldn't wait to leave the lounge like birds out of the cage, struggling to squeeze through the crowd of people bustling and turning outside.

After running up two floors, Harry suddenly met Seamus and Dean. They greeted Harry warmly with smiles on their faces, talking with gusto, about the all-night celebration they were planning for the end of their exams in the common room.

However, Harry was so distraught that he barely heard what they were saying.

"Harry, would you like to donate some Galleons, Harold Dingo might be able to sell us some Heat whiskey—" Before Seamus could finish speaking, Harry was already hurtling down the hallway, with only one goal in mind, and that was Umbridge's office.

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A minute or two later, Harry jumped down the last few steps to the end of the hallway of Umbridge's office, and he looked around to see Ron, Ginny, Colin, and Neville ready to go.

"Ready to start?" Harry whispered as a loud group of sixth graders walked past them. He quickly assigned, "Ron, you go and lure Umbridge away...... If she's there. Ginny, Colin, you're in charge of driving people out of the hallways. When everyone has completed their mission, they meet here, and Neville is in charge of the wind. I'll put on my cloak of invisibility and open the door to my office when no one is around. "

Ron nodded and strode away. His fiery red hair stood out in the crowd, and Harry could see the bright red until he reached the end of the tunnel.

Meanwhile, in the other direction, Ginny's equally brightly colored head swayed among the students pushing and shoving around her, followed by Colin's black head. They carried out their tasks cautiously, for fear that anything would go wrong.

"You...... Are you really alright, Harry?" Neville frowned, his eyes full of concern, "Your face still looks pale. "

Harry shook his head slightly, trying to look more determined.

"I'm fine. He replied briefly, then pulled the cloak from his bag. His fingers rubbed gently over his cloak, as if searching for some kind of comfort.

In fact, his scar was aching, but not so bad, that it made him think that Voldemort hadn't dealt Sirius a fatal blow yet—for he suddenly remembered the first time he had connected with Voldemort, when Voldemort was tormenting his men, and his scar was almost cracking, and the pain was unbearable, but at least it kept him awake.

Harry hastily draped his cloak over himself as he walked, and then stood there, quietly waiting, listening to the movement in the distance.

"You can't come here!" he heard Ginny shout to a group of curious students, "No, I'm sorry, you have to take a detour up the spiral staircase, someone just cast a throat gas in this area—"

There was a whining from the crowd, and an unfriendly voice said, "I don't see the poisonous gas." "

"That's because they don't have color!" replied Ginny in a convincing tone of annoyance, "but if you want to pass through the gas, then please." When the time comes, we can use your corpse as a proof for the next idiot who doesn't believe us. "

Slowly, the crowd began to thin out. The news of the poison gas seems to have spread, and people have avoided it.

When the nearby area became empty, Harry saw Ron hurrying back.

"Good news!" Ron said breathlessly, "Umbridge has been led away by me!

Harry smiled when he heard this, he finally didn't have to wear the invisibility cloak.