Three against two plus a sudden surprise attack—it was an utterly overwhelming battle.
The poor Death Eater didn't even have time to react before being struck by a sharp Killing Curse, tumbling down beneath the bronze statue.
Meanwhile, the heroic Auror did not escape unscathed either; first, he staggered to the ground after being hit by a Stupefy, and immediately afterward, a Memory Charm was cast upon him.
The coordination among the three Wizards from the Wizengamot was practically seamless, their movements flowing like water as if they had rehearsed countless times.
From launching the attack to completely controlling the situation, the entire process took a mere ten-odd seconds.
Afterward, they skillfully confiscated the two Wizards' wands, snapped them, and burned the remains clean with Fiendfyre, effectively cleaning up the battlefield.
Seeing that the situation had stabilized, Adelaide breathed a small sigh of relief and spoke softly to the shaken Hermione in her arms: "Hermione, my best friend, if you still trust me right now, then listen to me—take this chance to hurry home. In the next few days, if any strangers ask you about me, you must answer them according to the rhetoric I told you during the summer break, understood?"
Hearing this, Hermione snapped her head up, her large eyes staring intently at Adelaide's face.
She lowered her voice and asked somewhat anxiously, "Adelaide, are you in some kind of danger? If so, why not call the police? Wouldn't it be better to let the police handle these troubles?"
Adelaide couldn't help but smile as she reached out to gently ruffle Hermione's bushy hair, silently reflecting on how she should cherish this law-abiding little Hermione. Who could have guessed that in a few years, she would grow into a presence who would punch Malfoy, kick Rita Skeeter, and be like a second mother to the savior and Ron.
"What are the police?"
Beside them, Alice was still utterly confused by the strange term from the Muggle World.
"The police are roughly equivalent to the Aurors of the Muggle World..."
On the other side, the clever Hermione keenly caught two terms she had never heard before and began questioning Adelaide as well: "What is a Muggle? What kind of slang is 'Auror'? Adelaide, have you gotten involved in a gang war?"
Hermione had actually guessed correctly. Death Eaters versus the Wizengamot—wasn't that exactly a gang war of the Wizarding World?
Before Adelaide could open her mouth to deal with Hermione, Alice, not to be outdone, asked again, "What is a gang?"
Adelaide, feeling a bit of a headache, reached out and covered both Hermione's and Alice's mouths, one with each hand.
Are you two a walking encyclopedia of 'Why'?
Why so many questions!
"Alice, we'll talk about your questions when we get back. Hermione, your questions will wait until we meet again—trust me, it won't be long. We'll be able to see each other again around the summer break, and I'll tell you everything you want to know then."
Hearing this, the previously panicked Hermione suddenly seemed like a different person. Her expression instantly regained its composure—it could even be described as eerily calm.
With her large eyes losing their highlights, she stared straight at Adelaide, expressionlessly pulling away Adelaide's hand from her mouth, and said word by word in an extremely slow yet firm tone:
"Adelaide, you horrible big liar. I'd love to tear you into pieces right now—but I've decided to give you one last chance to prove yourself..."
"If you dare to deceive me again, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, I will find a way to track you down! At that time, I will personally turn you into a specimen and display you in my study forever!"
Merlin's beard, when did Hermione become so vicious?
Hearing these words, Adelaide couldn't help but gasp. she felt a chill rise from her spine, instantly spreading through her entire body.
At this moment, how could she dare to hesitate for even a second? She quickly raised her right hand and solemnly swore upon the honor of her great Great-Granduncle that she would never dare to deceive Hermione again.
Just then, Hermione's parents walked out of a Chinese gift shop.
They had just been engrossed in watching two elderly people argue inside the shop. It had to be said, the way Chinese people argued was as ornate as Shakespearean poetry, proving to be a real eye-opener for them, who only knew how to say 'F'.
The two hadn't noticed the sound of glass exploding outside earlier, and as soon as they stepped out of the shop, they were stunned by the chaotic scene on the street.
Most terrifyingly, their little darling Hermione was gone.
The Grangers' hearts instantly leaped into their throats, and they immediately began shouting Hermione's name at the top of their lungs.
Hearing the sound, Hermione turned her head and saw her parents looking for her with anxious faces.
She knew it was time to part from this meeting. She reached out and gave Adelaide a fierce hug (Adelaide felt like her ribs were about to be crushed by Hermione), then quickly picked up the bags containing the roast goose and xiaolongbao, turning to run toward her parents.
After Hermione left, Adelaide rubbed her ribs and directed the three Wizengamot members to Apparate her and Alice to Dumbledores Old House in Godrics Hollow.
As soon as they landed, Adelaide gave the three Wizengamot members a solemn command, telling them to stay away from Britain for the time being and find a safe place to lie low to avoid further complications.
After the three departed on their orders, Adelaide thought for a moment and decided to arrange for Alice to stay at the old house first.
She said earnestly to Alice, "Dear Alice, those professional healers at St Mungos Hospital will definitely do their best to take care of your brother. He's been recovering quite well this past month without you by his side, hasn't he? So don't worry. Until Dumbledore returns, I think it's safest for you to stay with me."
Alice frowned and shook her head reluctantly, indicating that even though she couldn't help much, she still wanted to go back to St Mungos to be by her brother's side.
Seeing that verbal persuasion wasn't working, Adelaide shot a look at the House-elf, Blue, in the corner. He immediately understood and walked into the kitchen.
A moment later, Blue came over carrying a large bowl of hazelnut chocolate ice cream, handing it warmly to Alice: "Try this to calm your nerves before you go. This is my signature dessert!"
Alice, who had already reached the door, hesitated upon hearing this. Ultimately, she was drawn in by the ice cream, took the spoon, and had a taste.
The rich, sweet, and cool flavor instantly melted in her mouth, making her unable to resist taking a few more bites.
Seeing that the fish had taken the bait, Blue continued, "It's good, isn't it? It's a pity you're leaving so soon... Tonight, there's also special roast chicken and incredibly delicious tomahawk steak!"
Adelaide chimed in from the side, "The roast chicken Blue makes uses a recipe passed down from his ancestors. The taste isn't inferior to the Chinese roast goose we had today. It would be such a shame to miss it."
Hearing this, Alice fell into a difficult dilemma between gourmet food and her brother, who was still in a coma.
Two seconds later, after a fierce internal struggle, Alice ultimately failed to resist the temptation of the food and decided to stay at the old house temporarily to enjoy these delicacies.
Adelaide breathed a sigh of relief and happily began eating the strawberry mango ice cream Blue had specially prepared for her.
That heart of hers, which had been hanging in suspense, finally relaxed.
With Dumbledore's reputation as a deterrent, neither Death Eaters nor the British Ministry of Magic would ever dare to easily come to his old home to cause trouble.
Now, she only needed to wait patiently for Dumbledore to handle everything properly.
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