"Go away." Abuforth shook his head, "No matter who that person is, you will definitely lose. If you see what Albus looks like now, you will probably be disappointed. Go away, so you may be able to save your life."

"I can't leave." Silver said firmly, "I can't escape. Instead of being anxious all day, it's better to face it bravely."

"Your courage makes me admire you." Abuforth said strangely, "The descendants of the Lionheart Wizard are indeed extraordinary, but I still think that your persistence will not bring you any benefits."

"Everyone has their own persistence, Abuforth." Silver's eyes rolled, "Did my parents contact you before?"

"I know I can't hide it from you." Abuforth sighed, "Your parents don't want you to be deeply involved."

"No one can stay out of it. Abuforth, rather than being a powerless bystander, jump in and rush into the game."

"Since you insist on doing this, I can't stop you, but I'll remind you one last time, be careful of my brother, Silver. He learned to keep secrets and lies in my mother's lap. This is how we grew up, and Albus...he was born like this."

The old man's eyes turned to a portrait of a girl on the mantel. This was the only painting in the room.

Abufort said self-deprecatingly, "When people get old, they like to talk too much. You are not a fool who doesn't know anything. I think you know the dirty scandals in our family. This is my sister, Ariana."

He cleared his throat, stood up, and walked around the small table toward Ariana's portrait.

"You know what to do," he said.

The girl smiled slightly and turned around and walked away. She did not disappear next to the frame like the person in her usual portrait, but seemed to walk along a long tunnel behind her.

"Be careful about everything."

A little white dot appeared at the end of the tunnel in the painting, and Ariana walked back towards them, getting closer and closer, getting bigger and bigger. But there was another person beside her, taller than her, limping and full of excitement. The portrait on the wall opened like a small door, revealing the entrance to a real tunnel. Neville Longbottom climbed out of the tunnel, and he roared in ecstasy, jumped off the mantel, shouting: "You are really here!"

"Of course I will come, I'm so glad you didn't throw that fake Jin Garon away." Silver smiled, "It looks like you're having a bad life."

"It's nothing." Neville shook his head and did not take his injuries seriously. "Everything will be changed when you come!"

"I'm not a savior, Neville." Even Silver's cheeky face, I felt a little embarrassed."

"Let's go first, there are many people waiting for you there, Michael and the others are also clamoring to come, but there are a few freshmen in Ravenclaw who have been arrested and he has to save them, so I'm the only one to pick you up."

"The freshman was arrested?"

"We'll talk about this later, Mr. Abfos, then we'll leave." Neville greeted Albfos.

"I hope you can come back alive." Abuforth's words were very unpleasant.

Silver pretended not to hear, and he climbed to the mantel and walked through the hole behind Ariana's portrait. On the other side were smooth stone steps, which seemed to have existed for many years. Brass lamps were hung on the walls and the mud was trampled flat. They walked in the passage, shadows casting on the walls, swaying like fans.

"They blocked all the secret passages before school started," said Neville. "The entrance was cast, and the exit was guarded by the Death Eaters and Dementors. It was impossible to enter and exit from there now." He began to walk backwards, smiling and carefully examined Silver. "Is the broadcast true? Have you obtained the legendary Golden Legion and destroyed many of the Ministry of Magic's minions?"

"Yes, it's true," said Silver. "Tell me about Hogwarts, what's going on now?"

"School...ah, it doesn't look like Hogwarts anymore." Neville said, and the smile on his face disappeared. "The Carlo brother and sister who were originally sent to teach at Hogwarts didn't know what accident happened. They probably died. Anyway, the Ministry of Magic sent two other guys, Burco and Scole. These two guys came from abroad and couldn't speak English well."

"Foreigner?" Silver's eyelids twitched, "Is it German?"

"It's not very similar, it looks more like South American skin color," said Neville. "They don't teach, but they're in charge of discipline. These two guys like to punish students the most."

"South America..." Silver gasped, "They are as cruel as Umbridge?"

"Where, Umbridge is quite gentle compared to them. If we do something wrong, other teachers will have to hand us over to them." Neville said.

"No teacher stops them?"

"It can be seen that all the teachers don't like them very much, but they seem to have some concerns." Neville was also a little confused, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore, we've arrived."

They walked to a door without realizing it. Neville pushed open the door and crawled in. He shouted, "Look at who is coming! Why did I tell you?"

"It's Jack!"

"Silver is here!"

"We are not abandoned! We are not fighting alone!" (To be continued.)

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Chapter completed!