Harry Potter's Strongest Senior Chapter 292

"Professor, I have to go to London and need to use Muggle technology to locate Harry," Sean said.

Dumbledore pondered for a while and said, "The Office for the Prohibition of Misuse of Magic is already watching you, but now the Ministry of Magic's attention is on Harry, you should be careful when you arrive in London."

"Understood." Sean nodded.

"I'm going to the Ministry of Magic. Minerva, Severus, and Hogwarts are handed over to you." Dumbledore arranged.

"Professor, I'll go with you." Snape said worriedly.

"Don't worry, I can go by myself. The school still needs you. Protect the students." Dumbledore said.

"What will happen to Harry?" Professor McGonagall asked with a sad face.

Dumbledore moved his lips slightly and said, "He will be fine, with Lily's love and guarding her."

When Sean heard this, it was true that he admired the wizard's code of conduct, or the wizard's misunderstanding. Lily's guardian magic can resist Voldemort's magical damage, which is a targeted magical defense.

And Voldemort insisted on using magic to deal with Harry. If he changed his mind and used physical attacks, Harry would be dead.

In the Ministry of Magic, Barty Jr. single-handedly wanted to take Harry away. He was so confident now that he had the antidote in hand, and the people of the Ministry of Magic were not obediently listening to them.

But Voldemort didn't want to play too much. Originally, the population of the British wizarding world was not large. If the epidemic is not ended and a large number of deaths occur, who will he rule in the future?

At this time, it was past ten o'clock in the evening, and the high-level officials of the Ministry of Magic gathered in the hall. In front of them was Harry being carried on a stretcher.

"Minister Fudge, you made a wise choice, lest you retire in the future and be spurned by others." Barty said arrogantly.

Fudge was extremely displeased when he heard this, not to mention that in the future, he is now being scolded for not daring to read letters from the public, and his approval rate has plummeted.

"Harry Potter is here, where's the antidote?" Fudge said in a tough tone.

Barty Jr took out a tube of ginger-colored liquid from the lining of his suit, and everyone present was attracted by the tube of liquid.

"Antidote, this is, before I give it to you, I have to inspect the goods."

Barty Jr was referring to Harry, who was also afraid that Fudge would fool him with a fake.

Fudge winked, and the two Aurors stepped forward with a stretcher. Little Barty sprinkled some water on Harry's face. Seeing that there was no response, there was actually no problem.

But Barty Jr. touched Harry with his gloved hand. At this time, he had come to the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore, who was hiding in the crowd, watched Barty Jr.'s movements nervously.

"You bastard!" Suddenly a curse came, and looking at the sound, it turned out to be old Batty. Crouch.

Under such circumstances, seeing his son again, old Barty was very complicated. Although he knew that his son had completely fallen into darkness, he still held on to the last hope, hoping that little Barty could turn back.

"Bring the antidote and tell me where Voldemort is hiding!" Old Barty said with a beard and staring eyes.

"Father, it's been a long time, you're still the same." Barty said emotionlessly.

"The shame of the family, if you have some humanity, then go to Azkaban and confess to me!" Old Batty rebuked angrily.

"Father, I think you are old and confused." Barty then glanced at Fudge and said, "Minister Fudge, don't you think it's a bit noisy?"

Fudge said sternly, "Crouch, this is not the occasion for you to educate your children. Don't educate when you should."

Fudge stopped the old Barty from speaking, and did not forget to satirize the old Barty's failure to raise children. When he was a teenager, he did not teach his children well, which made him become a Death Eater, and he did a lot of evil and endangered the magic world.

Barty Jr. touched Harry both intentionally and unintentionally. Dumbledore's nerves were tense. Watching Barty Jr.'s hand touch Harry's upper body and his leg, he suddenly stopped, and then Weird laugh.

"Harry Potter, the Savior, is worthy of the name, hahaha"

Dumbledore breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately the transmitter in the shoe had not been found.

On the sand table map in the Office of Prohibition of Misuse of Magic, the red dot lights up again. This is another student who illegally casts magic outside the school, but at this time the office is empty, and the staff all went to the hall.

London, MI6, Sean appeared in the technical department wearing an invisibility cloak, and the technician with some dangerous hair was already shivering with a gun pointed at his head by Sean.

This poor technician gave Sean a signal transmitter half an hour ago at the request of Congressman Powers who suddenly visited him. Sean cast a spell to clear his memory when he left, and now Sean is here again.

Cold sweat broke out on the technician's forehead, and he was extremely panicked. How could someone break into MI6 with a gun? This is MI6.

"The transmitter number 2022327, now locate it for me," Sean said.

"Son, how did you get in?" the technician asked tentatively.

Sean smiled coldly, "Child? Do you think I'm a child? Can an ordinary child stand here?"

When the technician heard this, he immediately thought of MI6's sworn enemy, the Soviet Union's secret agency, the KGB. Oh, no, the Soviet Union disintegrated two years ago, and now the KGB has changed its name to the Russian Federal Security Service.

"Hurry up." Sean urged.

The technician quickly tapped on the keyboard with both hands, and in less than two minutes, the transmitter was located.

Sean looked at the satellite map with doubts in his eyes, "In London?"

And on closer inspection, it turned out to be where the Ministry of Magic was hiding in London.

"What's the matter? Didn't Voldemort send someone to take Harry away? Or was the transmitter discovered?" Two guesses flashed in Sean's mind.

At this time, in the quiet technical room, Sean heard footsteps approaching, and more than one person.

"Did you tip off?" Sean pointed his pistol to the technician's head.

"No, no, it's the patrol duty officer." The technician explained.

But the five agents who are coming, armed with firearms and trained in an orderly manner, are already in a state of combat. They look like patrol duty officers.

Sean didn't know that when the technician was typing on the keyboard, he secretly typed a code and sent it to the security department.

Sean, the armed force of MI6, knows that wizards are best at working in the dark. If you want him to go into the Royal Bank alone and empty the vault, he can do it.

However, in a larger-scale frontal armed confrontation, wizards can't take much advantage, and bullets don't have long eyes. Especially in indoor spaces, Apparition is also weakened.

The gun in Sean's hand suddenly twisted and turned into his wand. The next second, a white light flashed, and the technician's memory was deleted again.

When the agents came in with guns, the technician looked at the leading agent blankly and said.

"Bond, what are you doing?"

James. Bond's handsome face looked at the technical room vigilantly, "Where are the people?"

"Who?" The technician had no idea what he was talking about.

"Where's the KGB? You just sent an alert to the security department." James. Bond said.

Back to Sean at Hogwarts,

When the technician heard it, he quickly typed a few times on the keyboard, and he saw the SOS code he just sent out.

"This... how come I don't remember anything?" The technician's face turned pale, and MI6 was actually invaded by KGB agents.

"It seems that the KGB has mastered technology that we don't know yet~www.mtlnovel.com~ may be the memory modification technology of the Hydra organization." James. Bond, the top British agent, thought worriedly.

Sean's intervention added an unsolved mystery to Bond's spy career.

Back at Hogwarts, Sean received Dumbledore's conch communication just as he Apparated outside the courtyard wall.

"The plan failed, hurry back to school."

"Professor, I'm outside the gate. I'll be there soon."

The crowd gathered again at the wooden house in the Forbidden Forest, and Sean hurriedly asked as soon as he entered the house.

"What's wrong with Harry, has the transmitter been found? I see that the location has not moved."

"No, the launcher is still on Harry, the vigilant Voldemort didn't want to take Harry away in the first place," Dumbledore said.

Sean suddenly thought, "Could it be that he just wanted Harry's blood?"

"How do you know?" Dumbledore was a little surprised.

"Professor Snape said before that the conditions for Voldemort's resurrection include the blood of the enemy."

"Yes, Voldemort sent Barty Jr., only to draw Harry's blood. He is about to make a comeback." Dumbledore said gloomily.

In the middle of the night, Harry was sent back to Hogwarts by Fudge, and his value had been fulfilled. The Ministry of Magic got the precious antidote that Voldemort had studied for decades.

Chapter end