Hogwarts: A little lion in the skin of the Eagle School

Soon, news of John's capture of three Death Eaters in Diagon Alley reached the Ministry of Magic.

The Auror squad, led by Kingsley, quickly took over the follow-up work.

In addition, the massive explosion in Knockout Alley has also drawn the attention of the Muggle community.

However, the Ministry of Magic immediately informed the British Prime Minister of the incident and presented it as a gas leak.

As for the damage caused by the explosion, that was naturally all blamed on the Death Eaters.

Buildings can be restored with magic, but some destroyed goods cannot be recovered.

Therefore, the Ministry of Magic will provide some compensation for the losses.

But the boss didn't dare report those shady things.

They could only swallow their bitterness silently.

Draco and Narcissa, however, have disappeared without a trace.

Because the two of them didn't seem as threatening as Fenrir, John subconsciously ignored them afterward.

His explosion was controlled and wouldn't harm them.

So they must have escaped in the chaos.

John, on the other hand, was released by Kingsley using his authority.

He was originally supposed to go to the Ministry of Magic for questioning, but Kingsley excused himself.

Just let him go back and talk to Dumbledore.

Now that the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic are in cahoots, things have become much more convenient for both of them.

Before leaving, John also told them about the possibility that Voldemort might have set up a Legilimency trap in their minds.

To prevent the Ministry of Magic from falling victim to this.

......

The Order of the Phoenix.

John and the others all gathered in the second-floor living room.

They were all listening to John recount his experiences.

Suddenly, they noticed Draco and Narcissa hurrying around with three men in black, and finding their behavior suspicious, they followed them.

Then, since they couldn't eavesdrop on anything, they just barged in and started yelling at them.

The plan is to capture them all at once, and then use their spirits to seize their thoughts.

As a result, they stepped into Voldemort's trap.

This incident made him hesitant to use his mind to control others anymore.

Maybe I should learn how to use Truth Potion from Professor Snape...

Uh, no, I should learn from Professor Slughorn, right?

Never mind, we'll talk about it when school starts.

After hearing John's retelling, Hermione and the others were all filled with lingering fear.

I never imagined that even a Death Eater like Leviticus would almost be killed by Voldemort.

According to John, when one is in a state of consciousness, one is powerless to resist and can only rely on a guardian deity to barely withstand it.

If you don't have a guardian spirit, you might be in danger.

As for the other soul within John, John still didn't tell them, intending to wait until he went to Dumbledore to talk about it.

Afterwards, he called out to the other soul within him more than once, but received no response.

"John, don't go out alone next time."

"At the very least, you have to tell me where you went."

Hermione looked at John from the side, and said with a mixture of worry and reproach.

John had no way to defend himself against this.

He really didn't expect to capsize in such a ditch.

They had no choice but to obediently admit their mistake.

"sorry......"

John lowered his head and spoke timidly.

Hermione gently hugged him, muttering aggrievedly.

"If you keep doing this, I'm not talking to you anymore..."

"Do you know how worried I am about you...?"

The others smiled knowingly at the scene, but Sirius was the most pragmatic.

"Alright, alright, if there's nothing else, then let's go. Don't bother that young couple."

He clapped his hands with a smile as he pulled the other children out of the living room and closed the door behind him.

Hermione buried her face in John's chest. Hearing Sirius's words, she blushed slightly but did not let go. Instead, she buried her face even deeper.

John could only hold her and pat her back gently to soothe her.

......

Malfoy Estate.

Water droplets seeped from the cold stone wall, and the candlelight flickered in the draft.

In the dungeon, Voldemort sat on his obsidian throne, his eyes closed.

An old man was kneeling in front of him.

The old man was none other than Ollivander.

He knelt on the ground, with two Death Eaters standing behind him, making him afraid to move an inch.

Voldemort ordered his men to capture him and then lock him up in this dungeon for more than half a month.

I finally got to see him today.

But before he could even be asked a question, he suddenly seemed to sense something, closed his eyes, and entered a meditative state.

The Death Eaters and Ollivander didn't dare to urge them, and could only wait on the sidelines.

It was tough on Ollivander, an old man whose knees ached from kneeling on the damp, cold dungeon floor.

"call......"

Just then, Voldemort, who had been meditating with his eyes closed, finally reacted, exhaled, and slowly opened his eyes.

"...Merrick...I really underestimated him..."

"...Moreover, there seems to be something interesting inside him..."

Voldemort lowered his head and muttered to himself, his voice as soft as a snake's tongue flicking.

However, he immediately looked at a Death Eater and gave the order in a cold voice.

"Go and bring back those two useless Malfoys."

"Yes, Master."

One of the Death Eaters immediately responded and retreated.

"And you, go and inform Wormtail to bring Severus here."

"Yes, Master."

Another Death Eater also withdrew at Voldemort's command.

Only Ollivander remained kneeling before Voldemort.

Voldemort tapped his fingertips three times slowly on the armrest of the throne, looked at Ollivander, and spoke slowly.

"Dear Mr. Ollivander, the reason I invited you here today is simply to ask you a question."

"If you answer obediently, I will naturally keep you safe."

Ollivander knelt on the ground, slowly raised his head, looked directly into Voldemort's scarlet eyes, and asked tremblingly.

"What's the problem...?"

Voldemort put on a gentle smile, like an elegant gentleman.

"Why does my wand resonate with Harry Potter's wand when we clash spells?"

That's why I asked this question.

It's because Voldemort had a showdown with Harry Potter in the graveyard when he was resurrected two years ago.

I thought it would be a cat-and-mouse game.

In the final moments, when their spells clashed, his wand and Harry's wand resonated with each other.

He triggered the Flashback Curse, causing the souls he had killed to resurface.

He helped Harry escape his control.

He has been investigating this issue ever since.

Until recently, when it was exposed, he simply stopped hiding it and directly arrested Ollivander for interrogation.

Upon hearing this, Ollivander's Adam's apple bobbed, and he replied in a dry voice.

"Because... the cores of your wands, the phoenix tail feathers... all come from the same phoenix."

"That's a twin wand...or rather, a brother wand..."

"These two wands will resist fighting each other..."