Harry led them into the kitchen, some sitting on chairs, some sitting on Aunt Penny's shiny chopping boards, and some leaning against her spotless utensils, talking and laughing.

Ron was still tall and thin, Hermione tied her messy hair into braids, Fred and George smiled exactly the same, Bill's face was scarred, his hair grew long, and Mr. Weasley was still as kind as before, with a bald head and his glasses were crooked.

The crazy-eyed man was wearing combat suits and lame legs. The magical eye kept turning in the hole. Tonks' short hair had become her favorite bright pink, and Lupin's hair became whiter and had more wrinkles.

Now they still have a lot of things they want to say and plan to talk about.

But Moody interrupted it all.

"Okay, okay, there's no time to chat now." Moody shouted, and the kitchen immediately became quiet.

He put the bag at his feet and said to Harry, "We can only use the most primitive and effective way to get out of here. Now the movements connected to the Floor Network are not allowed. Whether it is the door key or the phantom moving in and out, the beautiful name is to prevent the person who can't even mention the name from approaching you. In my opinion, it is all about doing nonsense. Your mother's magic has done well enough, and the things he does make you unable to leave here safely."

"What he did?" Harry didn't quite understand what Moody said. In Harry's heart, wouldn't it be faster if he moved his body against the Floor Net's fireplace or phantom.

"At the time, when you were just in your infancy, the Minister of Magic, who had made a special rule to protect you, was that a minor wizard would be detected when casting any spell recorded by the Ministry of Magic!" Moody explained.

"This regulation later restricted all minor wizards, but at that stage most minor wizards stayed in school, and most wizards in the magic world didn't think this was nothing! And if you think about it, you would be discovered by the Ministry of Magic before you graduated from Hogwarts..."

Harry nodded. Even when he was using the Guardian Spell outside, he was discovered by the Ministry of Magic.

"All underage wizards are like this!"

"What about Sherlock?" Harry couldn't help but say the name.

"Sherlock! Since you mentioned his words, I need to emphasize that it is a spell recorded by the Ministry of Magic. If you know the spell that the Ministry of Magic does not record, then you can use it casually and the Ministry of Magic will not find it out."

Harry shut up and stopped talking.

"I think the safest place now is Mephisto Manor. Even if the Phantom moves to Mephisto Manor, the Death Eaters dare not break in. There are many restrictions on magic being put under the spell of the Prince. It is even more powerful than some of the protection measures of Hogwarts. If you break in forcibly, you will be seeking death."

Lupin interjected.

Harry suddenly felt that he could run to the Mephisto Manor, but then he gave up on this idea. Why should the Mephisto family protect Harry?

The members of the Order of the Phoenix protected him, but the Mephisto family would not care about Harry like this.

To be precise, even Fumond, as the Minister of the Ministry of Magic, would not care about Harry Potter, because he felt that Harry had no importance at all, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix were afraid of the Death Eaters spies in the Ministry of Magic.

Similarly, after being Minister of Magic, Fu Mengd did not have a high opinion of the members of the Order of the Phoenix. After all, this is a group of free wizard organizations that are very strong but do not listen to the tune or the announcement.

Apart from the common point of fighting Voldemort and the Death Eaters, Fumond could not find any attractions in the Order of the Phoenix.

"So are we leaving here now?" Harry said.

"We can't wait for the time when this mark fails, because as soon as you become an adult, the protection spell your mother cast on you will fail. It won't take long before Voldemort's people will catch you."

Moody also said, "Now the Aurors are fighting openly and secretly with the Death Eaters, but I have to say that behind the Ministry of Magic is Sherlock Mephisto, the powerful curse prince, which will be very confident when they fight against Death Eaters and Voldemort."

"As the saying goes, kings are against kings and generals!"

Harry couldn't help but admire Sherlock secretly.

If he could have Sherlock's strength, it would probably be Voldemort for a headache now.

"What should we do?" Harry asked

"We have only one way, and that's the only way that the mark cannot track, because we don't have to use magic: broom, hedge, and Hagrid's motorcycle."

Harry felt that the plan was a bit problematic, but he still didn't interrupt the crazy-eyed man:

"Your mom's spell will fail in two situations: when you were adults or…" Moody waved his arm casually into the kitchen. "You no longer call this place your 'home', you and your aunt and uncle will part tonight, that means you will not live together again, right?"

Harry nodded.

"So, this time you leave, you won't come back, and the magic will fail the moment you step out of the room. We plan to make it invalid in advance, because if this is not the case, the mysterious person will come to catch you when you become an adult."

"For us, the only advantage is that the mysterious man did not know that we would come to take you away tonight. We leaked a little fake news to the Ministry of Magic, so that the spy would reveal it to their master: They would think you would not leave thirty days ago, but we were facing the mysterious man, so we could not expect him to believe the fake news, and he would definitely let a group of Death Eaters patrol over this area just in case. Therefore, we cast as many protective spells as possible on dozens of houses, so they could not be sure that we hid you in that house, and they all had certain contact with the Order of the Phoenix: My house, Kingsley's residence, Molly's Aunt Muriel's house, do you understand?"

"That's great," Harry said, but he didn't really think the idea was too good, because he still found a loophole, that is, the Death Eaters would get this belief if they really believed it.

But the people from the Ministry of Magic will definitely believe this news, which means that Sherlock or Minister Fumond's subordinates will never come to save him tonight.

"Then the last one left, we have fourteen people tonight, but there will be seven Harry Potters going to the destination!" After saying that, Moody took out a bottle of mud-looking stuff from his cloak.

Without saying anything, Harry immediately understood the whole story of the plan.

"Everyone has a fake Harry, and the real Harry follows Hagrid's motorcycle."

"Okay." Moody said, "Everyone is ready, we have to leave together at the same time or the whole transfer plan will be ruined."

Everyone nodded.

"Hold tight, Ron," said Tonks.

Harry noticed Ron held his hand against Tonks' waist and threw a helpless and guilty look at Lupin.

Hagrid lit the motorcycle on fire.

It was roaring like a dragon, and the carriage began to vibrate.

"Good luck to everyone!" Moody shouted, "I'll see you in the Burrow in an hour, I'll count three times and set off, one, two, three!"

The motorcycle let out a deafening roar, and Harry felt the car tilt suddenly.

He was rapidly rising into the air, his eyes blew out of tears by the oncoming wind, and his hair blew backwards.

The broom beside him also quickly took off, and the Yetheran's tail swept over.

His feet were squeezed into the car by Hedwig's cage and his backpack, and he was already a little sore and numb.

He was so sad that he forgot to look at No. 4 Ligustworth Road for the last time.

When he looked down from the side of the cart, he could no longer recognize which building was.

At this moment, they were suddenly surrounded.

At least thirty people from nowhere hovered in the air, forming a semicircular formation that surrounded the people of the Order of the Phoenix.

Screams, then countless green lights.

Hagrid shouted and turned the motorcycle around.

Harry can no longer figure out his position.

There were street lights above his head and shouting around him, and he grabbed the car to avoid falling down.

But Hedwig's cage, firebolt and backpack all slid out from his knees.

He turned his head and saw a group of people flying around, and green light kept shooting out. Two pairs of Order people rode brooms and flew high, but Harry couldn't recognize who they were.

"Hagir, we have to go back, we have to go back!" He pulled out his wand and shouted at Haiger in the thunderous sound of the motorcycle's machine.

"I have to guarantee you to arrive at the Burrow safely, Harry!" Hagrid increased the accelerator again.

"Stop!" Harry shouted, but when he looked back, two green lights flew over his left ear... Four Death Eaters rushed out of the encirclement to chase them through the encirclement with Hagrid's wide back.

Harry was a little confused. They had just left No. 4 Ligust Road, so why so many Death Eaters caught up with them so quickly.

This seems to be premeditated.

The key is that Moody and others have already greeted the people from the Ministry of Magic in advance and will send them out after Harry celebrated his seventeenth birthday. So at this time, it is impossible for people from the Ministry of Magic to come to save them.

"Stand it, Harry, look at me!" Harry raised his head and just saw Hagrid's thick finger hitting a green button next to the oil gauge.

A solid black protective wall sprayed out from the exhaust port.

Harry stretched his neck and saw the wall expanding in mid-air.

The three Death Eaters turned in time to avoid it, but the one left was not so lucky. His broom was smashed to pieces and the man fell heavily, without a trace.

A Death Eater slowed down to save him, while Hagrid took the opportunity to speed up.

Soon, they disappeared into the darkness with the powerful airflow.

The remaining two Death Eaters swung the death spell that the magic war was frantically firing, rubbing Harry's scalp, and they were aiming at Hagrid.

Harry used a more advanced stunning magic to fight back. The red and green light collided violently in the air, igniting dazzling sparks, which made Harry think of fireworks and the confused Muggles on the ground.

"Harry! The people who came to help us have arrived hahahahahahaha!" At this moment, Harry suddenly heard Hagrid laughing wildly.

At this moment, another Death Eater chased after him, and Harry didn't understand why the other party was laughing so happily.

At this time, Harry saw why Hagrid said that someone would come to help them.

The clouds in the sky were burned red.

At this time, Harry suddenly saw a huge fireball falling from the sky, and finally turned from one to many small fireballs, hitting the Death Eaters.

Any Death Eater who was hit in the air soon fell from the broom.

"It's Prometheus! Mr. Sherlock's Homiz, it's obvious that he came to help us, but how did Mr. Sherlock know?" Harry asked in confusion.

At this time, someone among the Death Eaters was screaming inexplicably...

"It's Sherlock Mephisto!"

"The Curse Prince!"

"It's him... it's him here!"

Many Death Eaters began to silence and escape.

This made one of the female Death Eaters scream in a slight voice.
To be continued...