Chapter 1291

But in fact, Harry's words seemed to be taken lightly, and the news about the Deathly Hallows, even the silver doe they were talking about, no longer mattered to Harry, as if it were an uninteresting appendage.

The only thing that mattered to him was that his scar began to hurt again, although he had tried his best to hide it from the two of them. He felt very lonely every time it hurt, and was disappointed by the visions he saw. The images that connected him to Voldemort were not as good as before: they were vague and strange and shifting.

Harry could only make out what seemed to be the outline of a skull and what seemed to be the shadow of a mountain, more of a shadow than a real thing. Harry felt uneasy about the images, and he was worried that the link between him and Voldemort was broken, the link that both parties feared, even though she and Hermione said he wanted it. Somehow, Harry connected the unsatisfactory images with the damage to his wand, as if it was his holly wand's fault that he could no longer see what Voldemort was thinking as before.

This made Harry a little overwhelmed. Think about it, it was like the key to the back garden gate of his house was suddenly lost, and as the owner, he could only stand outside the garden and watch carefully. This was not a pleasant news.

A few weeks passed like this, and Harry could do nothing but observe, including new things that concerned him.

Harry also joined the team to find the Horcruxes. After all, there were only two Horcruxes left... or three. Of course, if Nagini was also considered a new Horcrux, they only didn't know the name of one Horcrux now.

Of course, this was just to stop Hermione from persuading him. He would rather sit alone quietly, read Voldemort's mind, and find out more about the Elder Wand, but interpreting Voldemort's mind was not something that could be done easily.

Compared to Harry's anxiety, Fanlin's mood eased. Anyway, he couldn't solve anything now, and the Order of the Phoenix couldn't be contacted. There was also Dumbledore. Fanlin was happy to be free. After throwing Voldemort aside, there were still many other things to study.

Of course, intentionally or unintentionally, Fanlin began to move Hermione and the others to the location of Malfoy Manor.

The Hufflepuff cup must be dealt with, and Luna, if nothing unexpected happens, Luna should be imprisoned in the dungeon of the Malfoy family.

Voldemort can't use Azkaban, that is his symbol of strength, and Azkaban without Dementors is useless.

Then, Fan Lin started to fiddle with the radio.

It is certain that the signal Fan Lin found before is the legendary radio station that still supports them, but he spent many afternoons using his wand to knock out various sounds on the radio. The turntable on it kept turning. Occasionally, they would receive a channel about how to take care of dragons. Once, a few sections of "A Pot of Hot and Firm Love" were transmitted. Finally, when Fan Lin found the original band again, unfortunately, searching is one thing, but the password is another.

"Maybe it has something to do with the Order of the Phoenix. After all, he was founded by the Order of the Phoenix." Fan Lin said helplessly, trying some passwords whenever he had free time.

However, it was not until March that luck finally favored him... Harry, to be exact, was sitting at the entrance of the tent on guard that day, lazily looking at the cold ground blocked by the vines and hyacinths, when the excited shout of Vanlin came from the tent.

"I found it, I found it! The password is 'Albus', come quickly!"

For the first time in so many days, Harry was awakened from his meditation on the Deathly Hallows. Harry rushed into the tent quickly and saw Vanlin and Hermione kneeling beside a small radio. Hermione seemed to be sharpening the Gryffindor sword to kill time. At this moment, she stared at the radio on the ground with her mouth wide open, because a very familiar voice was coming from the radio.

"I'm sorry that we paused the broadcast because a few charming Death Eaters came to our territory."

"But that's Lee Jordan!" Hermione said in surprise.

"This is too familiar!" Vanlin said.

"Cool, huh?"

"Now we have moved to a safe place," Lee said, "I am happy to tell you that the two friends who provided the information also came to my side tonight. Good evening! Brothers!"

"Hello."

"Good afternoon, Jiang He."

"'Jiang He' is Li," Fan Lin explained, "It seems that they all have their own code names..."

"That's great!" Harry gathered around, and the three of them squatted there together!

"But before we listen to Royle and Romulo," Lee Jordan continued, "let's take a moment to report the deaths that the Wizard News Network and the Daily Prophet think are not important. We are very sorry to learn from our listeners that Ted Tonks and Dirk Cresswell were murdered."

In an instant, the atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

They were not familiar with the latter name, but the former one...

That was Tonks' father...

"An elf named Gnark was also killed. Muggle-born Dean Thomas and another elf are also in danger. Cresswell, who lived with Tonks and Gnark, seems to have escaped. If Dean is listening, or anyone knows his whereabouts, please contact us. His parents and sisters are anxiously waiting for news."

"During this period, in Gadry, all members of a Muggle family of five were found dead at home. Muggle authorities believe that they died of a gas leak, but the Order of the Phoenix told me that they were killed by the Death Curse... Obviously, under the new regime, the massacre of Muggles seems to have gone from entertainment to a necessity."

"Finally, we regret to tell the audience that Bathilda Bagshot's body was found in Godric's Hollow. All signs indicate that Tower had died a few months ago. Members of the Order of the Phoenix told us that from the marks on his body, he was undoubtedly killed by dark magic."

One tragic news after another came one after another, some of which they knew, and some of which they didn't know, but now they were squeezed together and brought to their eyes in such a bloody way, which made it difficult for the three of them to accept.

"Listeners, I would like to invite you to join me in a minute of silence to commemorate Ted Tonks, Dirk Cresswell, Bathilda Bagshot, Gnark and those Muggles whose names were unknown and who died at the hands of Death Eaters."

The surroundings fell silent. Vanlin, Hermione and Harry did not speak. They hoped to hear more, but were afraid to hear the following content. This was the first time in a long time that he had heard such real contact with the outside world.

"Thank you," said Li's voice, "Now we can return to our special guest Royle to discuss the impact of the new order of the wizarding world on the Muggle world."

"Thank you, Jiang He," a deep, reliable and unquestionable voice sounded.

"Kingsley!"

"I'm so glad he's still alive!" Vanlin said, "In my last memory of him, he has been hunted by Death Eaters."

Harry and Hermione nodded. Kingsley was the most dangerous one. He also had to protect the Muggle Prime Minister. The target was really too big.

"Muggles are still unaware of their danger and continue to suffer heavy casualties," Kingsley said. "However, we have heard some encouraging news. Some wizards and witches are protecting their Muggle friends and neighbors despite the danger. Even though the Muggles don't know, I would like to call on the audience to follow their example. Perhaps it is to cast a protective spell on all the Muggle homes in your block. A simple action will save many lives."

"What would you say to those people, Royle, those who advocate "wizards first" in this special period?"

"I can only say that there is only one step from "wizards first" to "blood first", and then there are "Death Eaters"," Kingsley replied, "We are all human beings, aren't we? Every human life is precious and worth saving."

"Excellent speech, Royle, if you can survive this disaster, I will vote for you to be the Minister of Magic!" Lee said, "Now let's listen to Romulo's speech for our "Harry Online"."

"Thank you, Jianghe," another very familiar voice sounded.

"Remus!"

"I really hope he can comfort Tonks!" Harry said, "He and Tonks have a child."

"It'll be fine!" said Vanlin, "Sirius and the others are all together, there shouldn't be any problem."

"But, the name is good, Harry!"

"Oh, bypass this link!" Harry said, motioning Vanlin to shut up.

The radio continued!

"Romulo, do you always insist that Harry Potter is still alive as you have done many times before on our show?"

"Yes!" Lupin said firmly, "I think if he died, the Death Eaters would definitely make a big fuss, because this news would be a big blow to those groups that still insist on resistance. The 'Boy Who Lived' is a symbol for each of us who are fighting: it symbolizes the victory of the righteous side, the power of the innocent and the unremitting resistance."

A mixed feeling of gratitude and shame rose in Harry's heart. Lupin had forgiven the terrible words he said when they met last time.

"If you knew Harry was listening, would you have anything to say to him, Remus?"

"I would tell him that we are all with him in spirit," Lupin hesitated a little, "and I would also tell him to follow his intuition, because it is very good and almost always right." Harry looked at Hermione, her eyes were full of tears.

"It seems that Lupin is staying with Tonks honestly." Vanlin said, and Hermione couldn't help crying.

"Is there any latest news from our loyal friends of Harry Potter?" Li said. "Well, loyal listeners of our show should know that more and more people who confessed their support for Harry Potter have been imprisoned. Including Shannon Felius Lovegood, the former editor-in-chief of The Quibbler."

"A few hours ago, we heard something about Rubeus Hagrid..."

The three of them all huddled together for breath, almost missing the next words...

"The former keeper of the keys to the Hunting Ground at Hogwarts narrowly escaped capture near Hogwarts. Rumor has it that he held a 'Harry Potter' party at his home. But Hagrid was not arrested. , and we believe he is still on the run.”

"I think having a sixteen-foot-tall brother would be helpful when evading Death Eaters, right?" Li Jordan joked.

"It's like giving you a sharp knife." Lupine agreed seriously. "Maybe I, like other Potter brothers, applaud Hagrid's spirit, but we must vote against those who plan to follow Hagrid. Tickets. A 'Harry Potter' party is clearly out of place in this situation."

"That's true, Remus," Lee said. "So we suggest that those who want to continue to support the man with the lightning-shaped scar on his head, put your enthusiasm into continuing to listen to the Potter Brotherhood! Continued! Let's turn to some news about that mysterious wizard like Harry Potter, who we usually call the leader of the Death Eaters. Here are some crazy and stupid rumors about him. I'm happy to ask you to tell me. A new correspondent, Rodante?"

"'Rodante'?" When another familiar voice sounded, the three of them almost shouted out at the same time: "Fred!"

"No... George?" Harry shook his head.

"I think it's Fred," Fan Lin said with certainty, leaning in very close to listen, one of the twins said, "I'm not pretending to be Rodante, no way, I told you I want to be called ' Lepierre!"

"Oh, okay, then 'Lepier', can you tell us something about that Death Eater leader?"

"Yes, Jianghe, you can," Fred said. "As listeners will know, unless they're hiding under a garden pond or somewhere else, the Mysterious Man's strategy of hiding in the dark is to create a little bit of terror. Hint, if all the witnesses were telling If it’s true, then we should have nineteen mysterious people walking around now.”

"Yes, he is that kind of person." Kingsley said. "Acting mysteriously can create a more terrifying atmosphere than his appearance."

"Agreed," said Fred. "So, friends, let's try to calm down. Things are bad enough without adding any more trouble. Take, for example, the one about the mysterious man who will die just by looking at you." A new rumor. That's a basilisk, listeners. Take a quick test and check if that thing staring at you has legs. If it does, it's safe to look into his eyes. It’s really Mysterious, that’s the last thing you can do before you die.”

Harry laughed for the first time in a long time: he felt the weight of his body lift away from him.

"Someone said they saw him abroad?" Li asked.

"Oh, who wouldn't want to have a nice holiday abroad after all that hard work?" Fred said. "The point, friends, is that just because you think he's abroad, you don't make the mistake of feeling safe. Maybe he is." Abroad, maybe not, but the fact is that if he wants to, he can move much faster than Severus Snape can handle shampoo, so don't risk it just because he's far away. I would actually say something like this! Safety comes first!”

"Thank you very much for these words of advice, Lepierre," Lee said. "Listeners, please look forward to our next episode of Potter Brotherhood. We don't know if the show will still be on the air, but you can be sure that we will be back. Please. Turn the dial, the password for next time is 'Crazy Eyes', stay safe everyone and keep the faith."

The broadcast dial turned and the light behind the panel went out. But the three of them were still happy. It was so inspiring to hear that familiar and friendly voice again...

In fact, the three of them had become so accustomed to their isolation that they almost forgot that others were still fighting against Voldemort. It was like waking up from a deep sleep. ” (To be continued)