"Oh, of course." Tycross came to his senses from his confused expression. "By the way, are there other students who want to try it? I know that in this special situation, some parents may violate the ban for safety reasons... The Ministry of Magic does not intend to pursue it for the time being."

Harry's heart moved, and he stared at Malfoy. Malfoy had boasted to him a long time ago that the professor privately agreed to tutor him in spells, including Apparition.

But Malfoy had no intention of standing up. Until the end, he just completed the follower's appearance easily under the guidance of Mr. Diggory.

A week passed in a blink of an eye.

The Ministry of Magic spent two days screening more than a thousand students from Hogwarts from top to bottom, and in the end, less than a hundred students did not meet the requirements. According to Tycross, "It really impressed me, which greatly reduced our workload."

"If you had come a few months later, the number of students who did not meet the standards would be even smaller." Sirius said, not knowing whether he was proud or complaining.

"Ms. Bones is very anxious." Tycross said half-hidden.

Sirius's heart moved. He pulled Tycross aside and whispered, "I know everything. I was the assistant to the minister for nearly two months before. I have a good relationship with Amelia. She told me everything... Is the situation still not getting better?"

"Well, I just found out by chance," Tycross said, "The number of Muggle victims has been increasing in recent times. Many of them were discovered during the private investigation of the Ministry. Their bodies were also stolen... Ms. Bones is worried that the You-Know-Who will make a big move." Sirius

frowned.

When he asked Felix about this, Felix seemed unusually calm.

"Voldemort has done it himself. He seems to be planning to create a batch of Inferi."

"We should stop him!" Sirius said anxiously.

"I want to, but I just said, 'Voldemort did it himself', he didn't use the power of any Death Eaters. And when he wants to do this, you can't catch him."

Sirius' face froze, he murmured: "We have to do something."

"We have made some preparations, in fact, it may be in these few days." Felix said to Angelina Johnson who was sitting on a bench in the courtyard: "Miss Johnson?"

Angelina walked over slowly, "Are you calling me, Professor Hep?" Her companion was looking over here leisurely.

"Yes, I want to remind you that your hair color is different from what I have seen before." Felix said calmly.

Angelina called out and took out a small mirror from her robes. Looking carefully, she frowned, and a very abrupt strand of pink hair on her ponytail turned back to black.

"Tonks?"

Sirius growled.

"Hi, Sirius, long time no see." 'Angelina' waved at him.

"Then the other one couldn't be Remus?" Sirius was shocked, staring at another girl on the bench in disbelief.

"Oh, he's not here, he's guarding the Sword Castle. That's Emmeline Vance, Kingsley and Mad-Eye are also here, they've withdrawn from the Department of Mysteries."

Sirius stared, "When did it start?"

"Yesterday." Tonks said cheerfully.

In the next two days, Sirius tried hard to find students who behaved abnormally in class, and became a little suspicious, always thinking that one of the students was Mad-Eye Moody, or Kingsley, or Mundungus.

After class, Harry, Ron and Hermione went to the Great Hall for dinner.

"Sirius has been acting weird these two days." Harry said.

"I've been wanting to ask this for a long time," Ron said with a smile, "Do you play Frisbee when you're alone together?"

Harry tapped him lightly.

"Hi, Neville, Dean, Seamus." Harry greeted and sat down in the empty seat next to them. Dean and Seamus seemed to be begging Neville to do something. Dean said eagerly, "Please recite the Daydream spell for me again. I found that my learning efficiency has increased."

"Professor Happ told me that this magic should not be abused." Neville whispered.

"It's okay to use it occasionally." Seamus shook his head.

Harry knew this magic. During the Christmas holiday, Ginny learned part of the Auror training content from Tonks. After school started, they imitated it and used it in the training of the front-line observation station. The result was not ideal: the huge amount of training made the members complain bitterly, and not everyone could adapt to the mechanical repetitive casting. Later,

Neville stood up and hesitantly introduced a magic he had learned. When Harry experienced the "Daydream Spell" for the first time, he was still quite shocked. It was completely a replica of the cosmic starry sky magic experienced on the golden invitation card. Of course, objectively speaking, the effect was much worse, mainly because Harry's brain block technique kept reminding him: everything he felt was fake. This greatly reduced the effect of Neville's magic.

But for other members, this magic made them experience a spiritual baptism. Compared to the vast starry sky, their troubles were nothing. Those who had experienced this magic would at least cheer up for a while.

"It's a bit like the amulet that Cedric made, but it's obviously two ways. I like this one better." Fred commented.

...

Coming back to his senses from the last club activity, Harry keenly felt that someone was staring at them. He followed his feeling and looked over. There were two students sitting at the table opposite, a boy and a girl. They seemed to be a couple. When Harry looked back at them, they smiled at Harry.

In the evening, when Harry, Ron and Hermione came out of the library, it was already late. They were almost the last batch to come out. The three of them walked in the empty corridor. Ron was cursing Snape and his assignments in various ways.

This was an innovation, Harry thought. Ron seemed to have found a real use for the Divination class. They could get a steady stream of unlucky inspiration from the class and splice them onto Snape. Suddenly, their eyes blurred and a girl's ghost passed quickly in front of them.

"Myrtle?" Harry said in surprise. He hadn't seen her for a long time.

"Oh, it's you," Myrtle was also startled. She turned around and was about to float away, and then she froze in mid-air, as if petrified. She turned slowly, and her bulging eyes stared at them from behind thick white round glasses. Harry felt uncomfortable. It was a scrutinizing and weighing look, and he thought of Malfoy.

"You too," she continued.

"What are you talking about?" Ron muttered, "We've been busy with homework all day and we're very tired. Now we just want to go back to bed and have a good sleep."

"You and Draco are friends, right?" Myrtle asked.

"Who?" Ron raised his head suddenly.

"Draco, Draco Malfoy." Myrtle said, "He's in a little trouble. I don't know who to ask, but I definitely shouldn't ask the professor. That would make things worse..." She babbled on and on, floating back and forth in the air.

"He wasn't stuffed into the toilet, was he?" Ron said excitedly, "and blocked your home as well?"

"Rude!" Myrtle fell from the air and shouted at Ron. Then she floated up slowly, covering her face and said shyly, "But he is in my bathroom." The next second she became anxious, "Will you help me? It's almost too late!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked at each other.

"I don't want to be caught in the girls' bathroom." Ron muttered.

"You've been there many times." Hermione pointed out.

They had indeed been there more than once. In their second year, they spent quite a long time brewing Polyjuice Potion in it. Later, after being discovered by Malfoy, they moved to another place.

"Maybe, but for Malfoy..." Ron said hesitantly. They looked at Harry, waiting for Harry to make a decision.

"Go and take a look." Harry finally said.