Rolf rode the Firebolt alone, Shirley and Hermione rode the improved broom together, and the three of them flew quickly towards the sky.
Sitting on the broom, Luo Fu also sighed a lot.
He thought for a long time how Voldemort and Peter obtained the time turner.
Like Quirrell sneaking into Gringotts, violently invade the Department of Mysteries; or, like Harry sneaking into the Ministry of Magic, use Polyjuice Potion to sneak in...
Rove conceived many plans, all of which focused on the Department of Mysteries, except Hermione beside him.
Maybe this is darkness under the light?
It can only be said that it was indeed an extremely clever move to first control the Silent Man in the Department of Mysteries, and then take the Time-Turner away from Hermione in the name of unsafety.
Shirley asked loudly: "Rolf, where should we find Saul Crocker?"
"Hogsmeade." Rolf kept speeding up and replied, "Fudge said he was going there to mediate the relationship between the dementors and the villagers."
Hermione, who was sitting behind Shirley, hesitated for a moment and asked:
"Rolf, since Voldemort and Peter have obtained the time turner, it is already destined. If we chase after them, we won't be able to stop them, right?"
"Yes, it is indeed destined that they get the time turner." Luo Fu said solemnly: "But it may not necessarily be this time!"
"We may or may not be able to stop it, but we will only know the result after we try."
Whether he can stop it or not is one thing, but if he doesn't even stop it and just gives up, that's not Rove's character!
"Even if we really can't stop Voldemort and Peter, we can't let them take away the time turner so easily."
Luo Fu narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. The mountain wind in early spring was still biting, blowing the young man's hair on his temples and flying wildly. He said with a biting expression:
"They have to pay something!"
A simple sentence made the two girls' hearts sway and become excited.
Shirley stared at Luo Fu's back. No matter what decision he made, she would probably just follow it silently...even if it was dangerous.
Hermione, who has always wanted to win over Rolf, admires him very much. Gryffindor students always like to talk about "courage", but when it comes to courage, no one can compare to Rove.
Hermione stared at the boy blankly, with a yearning on her face that she might not even be aware of.
The two broomsticks soon arrived over Hogsmeade.
"You stay here. If Peter shows up, catch up." Rolf warned: "Remember, don't get too close."
After the explanation, Rolf rode the Firebolt and circled for a while. After finding Fudge's carriage, he quickly descended.
Two Aurors stood at the door of the Three Broomsticks, and they were startled by the flying broomstick carrying the sound of wind and thunder.
They looked up at the sky, flying broomsticks so fast... Isn't this too fast?
A middle-aged Auror poked his companion next to him with his elbow and asked curiously:
"Cabo, you always brag about how fast your improved broomstick is...how does it compare with this one?"
Kabo is a broomstick enthusiast and has ridden various broomsticks on the market. He just glanced at the sky and whispered:
"Half a pound to eight ounces."
"Fifty-fifty?"
"Tlos, that's half a pound of gold, and my improved broomstick... is eight ounces of scrap metal at most." Cabo sighed and said, "It's far from it."
"..."
"Is the difference so big?" Tros asked in shock.
"Listen to this explosive sound...it's like lightning flashing across the sky...tsk, tsk, it must be a Firebolt!" Cabo held his head with both hands and sighed:
"You are so rich. I can't even afford one with my several years' salary."
The two of them were still guessing about the owner of the broom when they saw the Firebolt running straight towards them with a roaring sound, and finally landed in front of them.
The Firebolt hovered two meters above the ground. On top of the broom, sat a handsome young man in a black robe. He asked politely:
"Excuse me, is Minister Fudge inside? I have something urgent to see him."
Cabo and Tros immediately recognized the boy as Rolf Scamander, who appeared on the headlines of the Daily Prophet every day.
"Mr. Scamander, the minister is discussing work with Ms. Rosmerta inside the house." Cabo asked: "May I inform you?"
"Since we have something urgent to do with the minister, why should we report it?!"
Tros taught Cabo a lesson, and when he looked at Rolf, a smile suddenly appeared on his face and he said:
"Mr. Scamander, shall I take you in immediately?"
"Okay." Luofu nodded and said, "Who are you..."
Telos had already opened the door and said with a smile on his face: "Just call me Telos."
"Thank you, Mr. Tross." Rolf jumped off the Firebolt, picked up the broom, and strode towards the bar.
When the two of them walked away, Cabo couldn't help but slap himself.
This young man has recently been rumored to be the youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, and even Minister Fudge treats him with courtesy... who knows, he will be the second Dumbledore in the future.
You have to go and report it yourself...it's too bad!
Rove followed Tros into the bar and saw that the so-called work talk was Fudge drinking and Ms. Rosmerta sitting beside him.
Fudge raised his glass and said slightly drunkenly: "Rolf, why are you here? Come and have a drink too?"
Rolf narrowed his eyes, looked around and said, "Mr. Fudge, where is Saul Crocker?"
"I just went to the bathroom." Fudge frowned and said, "You have something to do with him."
"I want to ask him about something urgent." Luofu directly took out his wand, tilted his head and said: "Mrs. Rosmerta, please help me lead the way."
When Mrs. Rosmerta saw that Rolf had taken out his wand, she was startled and walked back quickly.
Fudge also frowned and hurriedly stood up to follow.
Walking to the bathroom, Rolf pointed his wand directly at the wooden door and whispered: "Open the Alaho hole!"
The door opened with a creak, and Mrs. Rosmerta froze where she saw two men crowded in the small toilet.
Thor Crocker and...Peter Pettigrew.
Peter Pettigrew held the time turner in his hand. When he heard the sound of the door opening, he immediately waved his wand and blew a hole in the wall.
He ran away.
Thor Crocker raised his wand and pointed it at Rolf.
The young man tilted his head to the right, and after escaping the curse, he tiptoed a little, jumped up, raised his knee and hit Crocker's abdomen.
Crocker flew backwards, broke through the wall, and fell on the road outside the bar.
Two people flew out in succession, frightening the pedestrians on the road to the point where they fled in all directions.
Rolf glanced at the unconscious Crocker, then raised his head, his eyes wandering around the street, and he could no longer see Peter's figure.
Luofu waved his wand and said: "Firebolts are coming!"
A broom came through the air, he turned over and rode on the broom, flying straight into the sky, leaving only Fudge, Tros, and Ms. Rosmerta lying limply on the ground.
As soon as the cold wind blew, Fudge, who was still slightly drunk, suddenly woke up. He rubbed his cheek and said:
"That's... Peter Pettigrew who just escaped?"
Tros was stunned and said: "It seems to be him."
Fudge and Tros looked at each other, wasn't he already dead?
"Minister, what should we do next?" Tros asked.
Fudge came back to his senses. He didn't know why Peter came back from the dead, but he still ordered: "Hurry up and summon the dementors to chase after him!"
Rolf rode the Firebolt and flew high into the sky. He hovered for a moment and soon saw the figures of Shirley and Hermione.
The young man flicked the broom and flew towards the two people quickly. It only took half a minute to catch up with the two people. He asked loudly:
"Following Peter Pettigrew?"
Shirley and Hermione looked at each other, Shirley pointed into the distance and said in a strange voice:
"He...they're there!"
Ralph followed Shirley's hand and was stunned for a moment. He saw two wizards standing on a wasteland.