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Reaching the top of the spiral staircase, Ryan pushed up hard, and a piece of wooden floor was lifted away. When Ryan was climbing up, he just saw Harry opened the small door and looked at Ryan in shock, wearing a suit that was exactly the same as the one he was wearing now. It's just that the suit looked a bit stretched on Ryan.

"Good evening, Harry." Ryan raised his hand to greet Harry, and then said to him. "Time is tight now, so I won't say much else. You go down here now, Sirius is waiting for you below, and he will tell you what to do next. By the way, all your luggage must be left behind." Leave it to me, and you just take your wand and leave empty-handed."

Harry looked bewildered, and he turned to look at Moody, who was following him. Moody nodded seriously and said, "This is another part of our plan. Professor Dumbledore knows about it."

"—Okay." Harry froze for a moment, with a confused look on his face. But he knew that this time was not the time to delay, so he quickly squeezed into the small warehouse according to Ryan's request, and then walked into the underground tunnel.

"Everyone, take care, I hope we can see each other in a while." Harry said after looking seriously at Ryan and the others when he walked down the stairs until only his head was left on the ground.

"You too." Ryan waved his hand, then watched Harry completely disappear on the stairs, stepped forward and closed the floor, and then restored everything on the floor to its original appearance.

"It's up to us next." Moody nodded slightly, and then took out a small tube of clear golden yellow liquid. "You drink the compound soup first, we don't have much time, we can't let outsiders notice what's wrong here."

Ryan took the small bottle and drank it down. This time it tasted a bit like wine mixed with mustard. As a burning sensation spread throughout his body, he felt a melting heat in his body, and then The whole body is shrinking like shrinking. Finally, all the strange feeling subsided at once, and the transformation was completed.

Ryan found that everything in front of his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of fog at this time, so he quickly took out the round glasses from his pocket and put them on. After putting on the glasses, everything in front of him finally became clear again.

"Ah, I feel much better. The suit just now was indeed a little too tight." Ryan moved his hands and feet and realized that he had put on the same clothes as Harry in advance for convenience. On the way, he was always worried about which button would burst open.

"Okay, come with me." Moody pulled Ryan out of the small storage room, and then led him into the kitchen. At this time, there were already six Harrys standing in the kitchen, and Ryan was a little curious about who made up for the gap when Hermione didn't arrive today, but at this time he was impersonating Harry, so he could only hold back his curiosity and wait until everyone arrived. Let's talk later in a safe place.

"Harry, why did you go to the bathroom for so long?" One of Harry asked, and Ryan thought it was Ron who could ask that question. But when he hadn't answered, Moody answered instead of him. "When you just changed clothes, you should also respect Harry's privacy a little bit, otherwise why do you think Harry went to the bathroom at the back?"

"Sorry, buddy." That Harry said again, and Ryan could now be sure that this Harry was indeed Ron. At this time, Moody took out a backpack and an owl cage from a space pocket, and each cage contained a stuffed snowy bird.

"We don't need to take so many things.

Ryan stepped forward and said with Moody's astonished eyes. "I just need to ask Hathaway to send me a letter to my friend. We should be able to run faster without taking a cage." "

"Okay, hurry up." Moody signaled Ryan to write a letter later. At this moment, he suddenly thought that the difference between a live owl and a stuffed owl might not be able to hide from those Death Eaters. Lane imitated Harry's notes on the back table and wrote the address of the Weasley Burrow on an empty envelope, before handing it to Hathaway to leave with the letter.

Watching Hathaway turn into a small dot in the sky, Moody put away the snowy specimens and cages and started the next step.

"The grouping situation is like this: Harry and I are riding a broom together. This will ensure that even if a mysterious person does attack, Dumbledore will come to support. Arthur, you take Fred, Leigh James, you take George."

The two Harrys standing in the middle nodded at the same time, and Moody looked at the other Harry: "Miss Delacour—"

"I took Fleur on a Thestral," said Bill, whose face was not disfigured, but still looked handsome. "She doesn't like broomsticks very much." looked at him. Everyone present felt a chill in their hearts after seeing Fleur showing this expression against Harry's face.

"Ron, you and Kingsley ride Thestrals too—" Moody arranged. "Because I want to make sure that each group is sure to escape successfully. So Ron, you have to be with Kingsley, who is second only to me here." Ron nodded happily, and it seemed that he was very happy with this arrangement. very satisfied.

"Percy, you are with Tonks." Moody finally talked about the arrangement of the person Ryan didn't know. It is also very reasonable for Percy to appear here now. All the adult males in the Weasley family in the UK today Now that everyone has participated in this operation, Percy, who has never had a falling out with his family, must be an exception. Not to mention that Percy has been on the front line of fighting against dark wizards for the past two years. From a certain point of view, he is more suitable to participate in this type of combat-related operations.

"Great, it's a pleasure working with you again," said Tonks cheerfully, knocking over a cup holder with a wave at Percy.

"Then please take care of me." Percy pretended not to see Tonks' clumsy appearance, and said politely.

"Okay, Mundungus, then you follow me." Hagrid grabbed the last Harry with a wretched face who was trying to hide himself from everyone's sight. "You will be sitting in the car for a while, if you dare to escape, I promise to hit you once when I see you in the future."

Mundungus' Harry wanted to say something else, but after seeing Hagrid shaking his basketball-sized fist in front of him, he swallowed his saliva and swallowed back the protest he wanted to say just now.

"We can all guess that the Death Eaters will think you are riding a broom." Moody said to Ryan, "But this time we only need to hold the mysterious man for five or six minutes, and Professor Dumbledore will come to support us, So rather than gamble your luck on a vehicle you're not good at. Let your best Seeker flying skills drag you through those few minutes."

Ryan nodded. He knew that Moody had one more thing to say, that is, the so-called real Harry following him was actually Ryan, and he hoped to hold Voldemort and the Death Eaters as far as possible by cooperating with Ryan. Let's buy more time to help Harry escape from death.

After packing up everything, Moody led everyone towards the door, and said at the same time, "We'll leave in three minutes. The back door doesn't need to be locked. The Death Eaters are going to come and search, and locks can't stop them... Come on..."

Ryan quickly ran to the living room in the direction of Moody's finger to get Harry's backpack and Firebolt, and then walked into the dark back garden with everyone. Beside him, broomsticks jumped into the hands of people, Ron was already sitting on the back of a huge black Thestral with Kingsley's support, and Bill helped Fleur to ride another Thestral. Hagrid, wearing goggles, stood beside the huge motorcycle, ready to go.

"Sirius generously counted this motorcycle as the public property of the Order of the Phoenix. He and Mr. Arthur were busy installing a lot of mechanisms on this motorcycle until last night." Seeing Ryan staring at the motorcycle curiously, Hagrid said with a smile. At this time, Mundungus threw himself into the bucket that was the same size as a boat, then sat up cursing and rubbing his elbows desperately.

"Speaking of traps, Hagrid," said Mr. Weasley, standing next to them, clutching his broom, "we haven't had time to test them before, so there's no way to be sure they're safe, you have to use them as a last resort." -"

"Okay, okay," Moody said, "everyone get ready. Everyone leaves at the same time after I give the order, or the whole diversion tactic fails.

After hearing this sentence, Ryan immediately crushed another badge in his pocket to deliver the news of the start of the operation to Sirius on the underground train.

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