That night, the fifth floor of St. Mungo's, the Charms and Damage Department was packed with people, and even the corridors were filled with wizards who were sent there.

Because he was brought in early, Percy was lucky enough to be assigned a bed in the second ward on the left side of the corridor.

When Kyle and Cedric arrived, Mrs. Weasley was standing there anxiously, constantly looking at the closed door, as if she could see through the solid wooden door if she looked enough times.

Mr. Weasley was beside her, comforting her.

"Don't worry Molly, it'll be fine." He put one arm around Mrs. Weasley's shoulders and held her tightly with the other.

However, from the fact that he looked at the door from time to time, it could be seen that he was also uneasy in his heart.

Bill and Charlie were also there. Among the Weasley family, only the younger Ginny and Ron were not here. It was probably because Mrs. Weasley didn't want them to leave the safe house and didn't bring them here with her.

As for Fred and George who had just come over… they were not far away, like two baboons stepping on a branding iron, with their hands covering their ears, dancing a dance that they couldn’t understand… well, maybe they weren’t dancing.

"Mrs. Weasley, how is Percy?" Kyle walked over and asked.

"I don't know." Mrs. Weasley choked out, and there were tear marks on her face, as if she had just cried.

"The therapist has been in there for a long time, but has not come out yet..."

As he was talking, the door suddenly opened with a click, and a middle-aged witch with a tired look walked out.

"The situation is not bad." She seemed to be in a hurry. Without waiting for Mrs. Weasley to ask, she said quickly, "The brain occupation technique prevented him from being hurt too badly by the Imperius Curse. Even more fortunately, he was not under the Cruciatus Curse for a long time and his soul was not damaged. Now we just have to wait for him to wake up."

"So when will he wake up..." Mrs. Weasley wanted to ask for more details, but before she opened her mouth, the therapist pushed them away and walked in another direction.

"Please make way, there are still many people waiting... If you have nothing to do, please leave immediately, there are already enough people here."

Mrs. Weasley opened her mouth, hesitated for a moment, then stepped aside to make way for the healer.

"Thank you..." said the healer. She walked over to a wizard lying in the corridor and bent down to check his condition with her wand. "Another Cruciatus Curse. This day has been really tough. I hope they can get the herbs here soon. The ones they have in stock have run out a long time ago..."

"There are too many of us, let's leave quickly." Mr. Weasley said in a low voice.

"You guys go back, I want to stay with Percy." Mrs. Weasley said with a sob.

"I don't think this is a good idea." Mr. Weasley said, "You just heard that Percy's injury is not serious, so we only need to keep one person... Bill."

Without waiting for Mrs. Weasley to speak, he shouted to the back: "How about you stay here? If anything happens, remember to tell us immediately through the communication coin."

"No problem, Dad, leave it to me!" said Bill.

As they were talking, two more people were sent over.

While making way for the other party, Mrs. Weasley was also pushed by everyone to leave the corridor and come to the stairs.

Because she was in the middle, she couldn't do anything even if she wanted to. She could only be surrounded and walked downstairs together.

When they reached the second floor, they passed by a wounded person who was being sent in again. Kyle subconsciously turned his head to take a look.

Although he only took a quick glance, he still recognized that the person lying on the stretcher was not a Ministry of Magic employee, but an employee of Flourish and Blotts. He had seen the person several times when he went to buy books before.

Could it be that the Death Eaters attacked Diagon Alley again after leaving the Ministry? Although there was no news yet, judging from the current situation, this should be the case. At the same time, this also makes sense, why there are so many people in St. Mungo's.

Kyle just turned his head and looked.

The clerk at Flourish and Blotts was also sent to the fifth floor.

"Unknown dark magic damage, similar to the separation spell, which area should be placed?" The person in charge of carrying the stretcher shouted loudly while struggling to make his way through the crowded corridor.

"Go to the room on the left at the end of the corridor." The healer on the fifth floor shouted without turning back: "Put him next to that Ollivander, the dean is there!"

The two men carrying the stretcher immediately ran forward, and Bill, who stayed where he was, tried to stick as close to the wall as possible to create a wide enough passage.

At this time, Mr. Weasley and his companions who had left earlier had already arrived at the street outside St. Mungo's.

Because of the time, there was no one on the street, only the dim yellow light flickering on and off from the street lamps nearby.

Looking at the mannequin behind them and the sobbing Mrs. Weasley, no one spoke.

After a heart-wrenching silence, Mr. Weasley walked up to her and hugged her shoulders. As if to change the subject, he turned to Kyle and said, "Happy birthday, Kyle."

"And Harry too, even though I've known for a while that you both have birthdays on the same day, I still find it magical at this time every year."

"Ah?" Kyle was stunned for a moment, then he realized that it was already early morning, the 30th.

“Me too.” He smiled and said, “But it’s a strange feeling to have a friend with the same birthday as me.”

"What's the big deal? George and I have the same birthday." Fred pouted and said, "It's been like this for so many years. We don't think it's anything strange."

“Yeah.” George nodded. “Sometimes I always wish our birthdays could be a few days apart, so that I can have one more birthday dinner every year!”

Hearing his words, everyone around couldn't help laughing. Even Mrs. Weasley stopped sobbing and couldn't help but walked up to them and grabbed their ears.

The two men immediately begged for mercy, and their funny appearance made everyone laugh again.

"Well, let's go back." Mr. Weasley took this opportunity to say, "The Death Eaters are still wreaking havoc everywhere. It's far from enough to rely on Sirius and the others alone."

"I know..." Mrs. Weasley said grimly, "I just... feel a little uncomfortable... maybe I was too harsh on Percy before..."

"I think it could be a little stricter!" Fred, whose ears had just been released, couldn't help but express his opinion, but when Mrs. Weasley looked over, he immediately ran away.

"Don't worry, Molly, didn't the therapist just say Percy was fine?" Mr. Weasley walked up to comfort her.

"Yes, Mom." George also said, "This is all thanks to Mr. Fudge. His timely appearance attracted most of the firepower."

There was another silence, but this time everyone's expressions were a little strange.

"That's enough, don't say such things again..." Mr. Weasley tried to keep a straight face. "No matter what kind of person Fudge was, he was killed for fighting You-Know-Who, and we should respect him."

"OK……"

"We know..."

The two responded in a lazy voice.

However, with their interruption, the originally sad atmosphere instantly faded a lot.

Everyone also noticed Cedric, who had been following Kyle without saying a word.

"Oh, Cedric..." Mrs. Weasley walked over quickly and hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry, son. We were so flustered before that we didn't have time to thank you for sending Percy to St. Mungo's in time."

"It's nothing, Mrs. Weasley, I was just doing what I had to do," said Cedric.

"What a good boy, but we must thank you anyway." Mrs. Weasley hugged him again.

But then, she was in a bit of a dilemma.

Because everyone had to go back to Grimmauld Place, but Cedric...

As if sensing her thoughts, Kyle stepped forward and said, "It's okay. Just before we came here, Professor Dumbledore had already invited him to join the Order of the Phoenix and gave him the address of Grimmauld Place."

"Really?" Mrs. Weasley's eyes lit up and she asked immediately.

"If it was the address... it's gone, but I remember it was..."

"That's enough, kid. Stop talking here." Mrs. Weasley grabbed Cedric's arm and interrupted him. "Come with me. I think you can Apparate."

"Of course, I have also obtained the certificate for Apparition."

"Very good, very good..."

With that, Mrs. Weasley took him away.

But just as Kyle was about to Apparate, a large hand suddenly grabbed him from behind.

Kyle couldn't help but look back and burst out laughing.

Charlie was looking at him with an embarrassed look on his face.

"You really should take some time to learn this magic." Kyle said with a smile.

"I want to, but it's really hard." Charlie sighed.

His large stature was a huge advantage when training dragons, but it also made it difficult for him to learn how to Apparate.

It can barely work if the distance is short, but once the distance is too long, it will definitely split.

Charlie was also helpless about this.

"Okay, hold on tight."

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Afterwards, Kyle took Charlie back to Grimmauld Place.

When they arrived, Cedric happened to tell them the exact address and pointed out the location of number twelve.

Now there is no need to doubt anymore.

Mr. Weasley led him into the house, and when they opened the door, they were greeted by Hermione holding her wand.

Harry, Ron and Ginny also ran over from other places after hearing the noise.

"Don't be nervous, Hermione. It's us." Mr. Weasley said softly, "You can relax a little. As long as Dumbledore is okay, there is no way the Death Eaters can find this place."

"Where did you go?" Ron asked anxiously.

"Nothing, just something." Mr. Weasley said a little unnaturally. He also didn't want to tell Ron about Percy's injury, lest they make some irrational decisions.

Judging from previous experience, this worry is still necessary.

"What on earth is going on that's worth all of you going out together?" Ron asked again without giving up.

"Of course it's the Ministry of Magic's business." Fred came up from behind and pushed him aside. "Get out of the way. Don't block the way."

George followed him and said, "These are what we should do. You little brat who hasn't graduated yet should go back and do your homework."

Ron was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to say anything, because if Fred and George didn't want to tell him, they would definitely not tell him.

If they got tired of asking questions, they might even throw two slime bombs into his room while he was sleeping. Ron was very experienced in this regard.

"Let me introduce you to a new friend... well, maybe you already know him." Mr. Weasley leaned sideways and pushed the somewhat reserved Cedric forward.

"Cedric Diggory, he just graduated from Hogwarts not too long ago, I think you should all be familiar with him."

Several people nodded in unison.

Cedric, the Quidditch captain and the head boy of the student union, had participated in DA activities together before, so of course they knew each other.

More importantly, Harry once regarded him as his biggest rival in love... However, Cedric himself didn't know about this.

"So, you joined the Order of the Phoenix too?" Harry inquired.

"Order of the Phoenix?" Cedric subconsciously looked at Kyle.

To be honest, he had just heard this name not long ago, and it was just a name, so he knew nothing about the specific situation.

"It's like this..." Mrs. Weasley stepped forward and took hold of Cedric, explaining to him the situation of the Order of the Phoenix. Hermione and a few others also helped to speak.

On the other side, Kyle, Mr. Weasley, Fred and George had left the room again and came to the square outside.

"It looks like we're on the same page," said Mr. Weasley. "You should have recognized it just now. The person who was sent to St. Mungo's was a clerk from Flourish and Blotts bookstore in Diagon Alley."

"Of course, he was a regular customer of ours," said Fred. "Those damned Death Eaters have cost us a big customer."

Without saying anything more, they Apparated again to the door of the Leaky Cauldron.

As soon as they appeared, they saw the huge Dark Mark floating in the air.

The bar was in a mess, with broken bottles and overturned tables everywhere.

"Where's Old Tom?" Fred glanced around and frowned, "Could he be..."

"Probably not." Mr. Weasley immediately shook his head and said, "Tom is a very smart man. I guess he probably realized something was wrong in advance and hid himself."

"Maybe..." George said.

Several people walked through the debris-strewn bar to the backyard.

They guessed correctly, the entrance to Diagon Alley was open, flames were rising from inside, explosions could be heard everywhere, and the shrill laughter of the Death Eaters could be heard.

The shop owners united together and were struggling to resist the attack of the Death Eaters.

Kyle even saw someone from the Quidditch boutique holding a precious Firebolt, swinging it like a bat at the Death Eaters' incoming spells.

The next second, the spell was knocked aside.

This is not difficult to understand. After all, as the top-level broom, the Firebolt has a powerful protective spell cast on the wooden handle to ensure that the player is not disturbed during flight. Naturally, it can also be used to resist most evil curses.

It's just that few people would do this, and even Kyle saw it for the first time.

"Damn it, hasn't the support from the Ministry of Magic arrived yet?" someone shouted while maintaining the protective spell.

But the answer he got was the merciless ridicule of the Death Eaters.

"Don't waste your energy."

"The Ministry of Magic is busy with its own affairs right now, so why would they care about you?"

"That's right, we..."

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly blasted away by a magic spell and fell to the ground, unconscious.

The Death Eaters turned around and saw more spells flying from behind them.

"Fainted!"

"Fainted!"

Because there were other people around, Kyle didn't use large-scale magic or his own box. He only used basic spells and transfiguration to deal with it, but it was still effective.

Almost everyone he targeted was hit by the spell without any surprise and lost the ability to resist.

There are also Fred and George. They are slightly weaker than Kyle, but they have a lot of magical props. They will throw some round things around while casting spells.

Some would emit a thick green mist after exploding, while others would spray out a sticky, glue-like substance, which worked surprisingly well among Death Eaters.

Even Mr. Weasley has the same strength as an Auror.

In addition, the incident happened suddenly. Although there were only four of them, they exerted the momentum of more than twenty people and even gained the upper hand in a short period of time.

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(End of this chapter)