"Professor Lupine?"
A familiar face appeared in front of their eyes.
"Why are you here?" Hermione said in surprise.
"You can't be a vagrant, can you? My new job is an Auror. Actually, I should have told you a long time ago, but I asked you to keep it secret." Lupine paused.
His mission these days is to be on duty at the Ministry of Magic. As an Auror, he doesn't spend all day arresting dark wizards.
"Also... Long time no see." Lupine smiled and waved to them.
"Now is not the time to reminisce, Professor Lupine, I have something very important to ask Dumbledore..." Harry said anxiously.
"Oh, and, Professor McGonagall?" Lupine's attention was diverted again, his eyes moved to the back of the group of people, and then he stood up from his seat and nodded.
"Professor McGonagall?"
The group of people turned their heads a little stiffly, and then saw the serious expression on the old lady's face, and there seemed to be several people behind her.
"It's over." The Weasley brothers' eyes met for a moment, their bodies leaned back slightly in unison, then they shrugged tacitly and rolled their eyes.
But Professor McGonagall did not reprimand them immediately, but asked instead.
"Remus, let me ask you, where is Dumbledore?" Professor McGonagall asked Lupine straightforwardly now.
"He's dueling Grindelwald, maybe it's already started! The situation is very dangerous." Harry said loudly, answering first.
"Oh, I don't know why everyone knows about it. I remember that not many people know about it. This can be regarded as top-secret information." He shook his head.
"Yes, at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic - the Department of Mysteries, it should be for a while now." Then Lupine admitted this reality.
Professor McGonagall's complexion changed, and his lips tightened.
Now that the authenticity of the duel has been confirmed, Harry's statement is a little more authentic.
Her stern gaze even took Snape off guard.
"Not only Grindelwald, but also..." Harry said anxiously, but Hermione kicked his calf, Harry saw that Snape was there, the bottomless Black eyes were staring at him.
Like a poisonous snake that chooses to eat.
"Go, keep up." Professor McGonagall waved back the black robe vigorously, and then walked quickly towards the golden gate.
Several other professors and students are of course keeping up.
"Why is she here?" Ron whispered to Harry,
Trelawney obviously didn't have much fighting power in their eyes.
"I don't think you need to worry so much," said Lupine, following them. "Grindelwald has been imprisoned for so many years, and he must not regain much power."
"Dumbledore defeated him decades ago."
Lupine seemed to have confidence in Dumbledore, and at the same time followed them step by step.
Soon they came to the elevator.
Professor McGonagall stretched out her rough fingers and pressed the nearest "Down" button.
Almost immediately the elevator clicked into view, the golden bars slid out to the sides with a deafening, reverberating clang, they rushed in, and pushed button number nine.
The Department of Mysteries is at the bottom of the Ministry of Magic and is said to be constructed from the strongest and most resistant materials to magic.
Then as the elevator descended, some noisy voices became louder and louder, continuously drilling into their ears.
Professor McGonagall's face was getting darker and darker.
Trelawney, on the other hand, stood shivering in fear at the corner of the elevator, looking around in a panic.
With a "boom", the elevator shook violently, and then quickly returned to normal.
The lit nine-layer button went out. Here they are.
Then a group of people stepped out quickly.
Stepped into this dark corridor.
Not far away, the black lacquered marble door was closed tightly, and two faint blue torches hung on the top to illuminate them.
Several medieval-style oil paintings hang on nearby walls.
They ran quickly in the corridor with strides, and the air current they brought made the light of the flame flicker.
It's just that the distance that should have been close at hand seems to extend infinitely, with no end in sight.
They walked for a while before they realized something was wrong.
"I'm afraid they set up magic to prevent the duel from being disturbed." Professor McGonagall said decisively, and then exchanged glances with Flitwick.
Flitwick raised his wand high, singing and drinking loudly.
After a wave of fluctuations and twists that could be felt, they realized the changes in the corridor in front of them. The corridor in front of them began to shake, and then a new alleyway was revealed.
Everyone suddenly realized that they had been going around in circles just now.
After dispelling the magic, they finally came to this plain stone door.
"Alahoo is open." Professor McGonagall raised his wand and pushed the door open.
At that moment, a scorching air wave gushed out from it, there was a ping-pong-pong sound, and dazzling mixed lights.
And so on.
They rushed in immediately.
But this group of people did not see the protagonist of this duel at the first time.
What appeared before their eyes was an incomparably huge circular room, scattered bricks and stones everywhere.
Hall of Brain, Hall of Death, Hall of Time, Hall of Prophecy, Office, Planetary Room, the rooms that were supposed to be separated by walls have now been completely destroyed and no longer separated from each other.
There are broken things all over the ground.
Countless wooden shelves and fragments of crystal balls lay on the ground, the latter reflecting a cold brilliance under the flickering light.
This should come from the Hall of Prophecy.
A few dirty tables and chairs were lying crookedly on the ground.
It might be something from the office.
A grand grandfather clock was turned aside, surrounded by densely packed mini clocks, hanging on it in all directions.
Perhaps from the Hall of Time.
In short, the bottom floor of the underground presents an unacceptable messy feeling.
Only now did they come to their senses and saw two figures.
At this time, the two also noticed that someone had pushed the door and entered, and looked back.
Look at it.
Both men are tall and tall.
One of them was bald, with skin too dark to be tanned, and a pair of gold earrings in his ears.
The other one, with thin shoulders, is handsome and has burning eyes.
They are Kingsley Shacklebolt and Sirius Black.
Witness to this duel.
"Harry? Go back quickly!" Sirius stood behind a huge rock, looked at Harry who came forward in astonishment, and then showed a very worried expression on his face.
"This duel is almost absolutely confidential, why are you here?" Sirius then asked.
Harry's face froze, and he was about to explain, but found that the moment he opened his mouth, a frantic air flow poured into his mouth, making him almost unable to speak.
The light and shadow in everyone's eyes flickered, making them dazzled. Luna subconsciously closed her eyes, and the remaining students also raised their arms to block their eyes.
They all subconsciously wanted to intervene to help, but found that they couldn't tell the enemy from ourselves.
Moreover, he does not have the ability to intervene in a duel at this level.
Right now, there is only a duel between magic and magic.