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Hermione frowned, her eyes full of confusion.

"What Deathly Hallows? Deveraux, what are you talking about?"

Deveraux looked up at her, then shook his head with a nonchalant smile on his face.

"It's okay. Come on, put on the invisibility cloak and go back. I can enter and leave Hogsmeade freely, but you can't."

As he said, he handed the invisibility cloak back to Harry, but his eyes unconsciously stayed on the cloak, revealing a bit of inquiry in his eyes.

His alchemy knowledge told him that this invisibility cloak was not an ordinary thing, but it was not a holy artifact-level item.

Its material was light, soft to the touch but tough, as if it had some special magical aura.

Deveraux secretly evaluated in his heart that this was definitely an extremely rare alchemy masterpiece, and it could even be said to be the best invisibility cloak on the market.

However, he felt a little itchy in his heart - if he was given enough materials and time, perhaps he could also create a better invisibility cloak. Although the improvement might be limited, he was quite confident in his alchemy skills.

As he pondered, the contents of the note emerged in his mind. Combined with the quality of the invisibility cloak, he could almost conclude that this invisibility cloak was most likely made by Dumbledore.

However, another question puzzled him.

Although the invisibility cloak in Harry's hand was good, it was not the legendary one - where was the invisibility cloak that was passed down from the Potter family and was one of the Deathly Hallows?

Deveraux frowned slightly, puzzled.

At this time, his thoughts could not help but return to his previous discovery: Dumbledore's [Master of the Elder Wand] entry disappeared.

Is there any connection between the invisibility cloak and the Elder Wand?

He felt that there must be some secrets that Dumbledore had not told him yet.

Deveraux took a deep breath to calm his doubts.

He must find a suitable opportunity to ask Dumbledore in person.

At this time, Hermione asked.

"Deverot, are you allowed to leave Hogsmeade?"

Deverot raised his head and smiled.

"Of course not, but I have a way to avoid Furch's eyes."

He pulled out his wand from his pocket and tapped it lightly on his head.

In an instant, his figure rippled like water waves, and then disappeared completely.

Only his faint voice remained in the air.

"How is it? Am I perfectly disappeared now?"

"Wow!"

The three of them widened their eyes, and their mouths could almost fit an egg.

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"Minerva, would it be better to arrange this temporary dormitory in the north of the village? The place over there is more spacious and it is more convenient to accommodate more people. The space here is indeed a bit cramped."

While wiping the sweat from his forehead, Slughorn walked to Professor McGonagall, who was concentrating on performing Transfiguration, with a hint of tentativeness in his tone.

The atmosphere in the village seemed busy and tense. Almost all the professors of Hogwarts gathered here to participate in the work of building temporary dormitories.

Professor Flitwick was ill and unable to attend the event, and even the giant Hagrid was carrying stones.

His figure was particularly eye-catching, but he looked towards the forbidden forest from time to time, obviously worried about the dragon Norbert.

Professor McGonagall raised her head and her eyes stayed on Slughorn's face for a moment, with a look of unquestionable determination.

She waved her wand and accurately covered the last piece of wood on the roof, and said in a steady but irrefutable voice.

"No, Horace. The north of the village is the only way for the caravan to deliver supplies. At present, all supplies must be strictly inspected and registered. That area has been designated as an inspection area and can no longer be used to build dormitories."

She paused, glanced at the several small houses that had been formed around, and added.

"Now is a special period, everyone should be patient for a few more days. In about a week, we should be able to return to the castle."

After hearing this, Slughorn sighed helplessly, but still nodded.

He knew that Professor McGonagall's judgment has always been meticulous and she would not change her plan easily.

"Well, Minerva, you're right."

He said softly, then rolled up his sleeves, picked up his wand, joined other professors, and started to build another dormitory.

Deverot returned to the village quietly with the help of the Disillusionment Charm. He looked around and found that the professors were busy repairing the dormitory and no one noticed him for the time being.

He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he could finally breathe quietly.

However, when his eyes swept across the figure in a black robe not far away, who moved as neatly as a bat, he couldn't help but shudder.

Snape!

The previous "painful experience" immediately emerged in his mind.

At that time, he had just returned from the castle with Luna in a dusty state, and he didn't even have time to breathe, and was caught by the old bat.

Snape's face was as gloomy as a rainstorm. Without saying a word, he grabbed his ears and scolded him.

"When you encounter an enemy you can't defeat, you should retreat immediately! Who taught you to be so reckless? Do you want to cause me trouble, or do you want me to collect your body?"

Snape growled with gritted teeth, his face full of suppressed anger.

Deveraux tried to explain that he was the one who collected Voldemort's body, but he couldn't get a word in.

When Snape cursed excitedly, his hand reached for the wand at his waist.

At that moment, Devereux felt that his life might be decided here.

If Professor McGonagall hadn't arrived in time, stopped Snape, and used her skilled "cat-like persuasion" to calm him down, Devereaux could almost have foreseen his own end being served by a Cruciatus Curse...

Thinking of this, Devereaux couldn't help but touch his ears, as if he could still feel the painful touch.

The village seemed much livelier than before. The students were active in twos and threes under the leadership of their prefects.

Many parents also came to pick up their children, but before picking them up, everyone must pass a black magic index test to ensure that they are not infected or carrying wolfsbane.

Devereux then walked toward the casualty settlement in the village.

Most of the injured have recovered now, but students with curses like Luna and Percy will definitely still be isolated here.

Luna didn't know that it was because of the transformation that she slept for two days and one night without waking up.

"Maybe it's the influence of transformation..."

Devereaux murmured to himself, but he knew in his heart that maybe this sleep was not just physical.

Luna may not want to wake up at all, her dream may be her only safe haven...

Mr. Lovegood is still undergoing isolation treatment with Flitwick because he was affected by Devereux's Corruption Curse.

Devereaux came to the wounded settlement site. The wounded settlement site was one of the few tents in the school. It looked ordinary on the surface, but when you got closer, you could feel that it was extraordinary - it was a tent expanded by the Traceless Stretching Spell. The interior is as spacious as the campus hospital.

Devereux opened the tent curtain, and a warm breath hit his face.

The lighting in the tent was soft and the air was filled with a faint herbal scent.

The interior space suddenly opened up, with various injured people lying on neat rows of beds. Nurses and doctors shuttled among them, busy and orderly.

Devereux had not taken a few steps when he met Madam Pomfrey at the end of the corridor.

He was about to say hello when he suddenly realized that he was still invisible, so he waved his wand and lifted the illusion spell.

When Pomfrey saw him suddenly appearing in front of her, she was startled and almost dropped the medicine bottle in her hand.

She clutched her chest and took a deep breath.

"Oh my God, Devereux! Can you stop being so scary!"

Devereux showed an apologetic smile, and just as he was about to explain, Pomfrey had already regained his composure.

She glanced at him, with a hint of rightness in her tone.

"You came just in time. The Lovegood girl is awake."

She raised her hand and pointed to the ward behind her, and continued.

"However, she doesn't want to see anyone, and even the doctor has been kicked out. I think you should try it."

Devereaux was startled for a moment, then nodded without saying anything more.

He could feel the hint in Pomfrey's words, as if she had seen through that the relationship between him and Luna was unusual.

He walked to the door of the ward and knocked lightly, but there was no response.

"Luna, I'm coming in."

He whispered, pushing open the door.

The light in the ward is soft, and the air is filled with a faint herbal fragrance.

Luna was sitting on the hospital bed, her back leaning against the pillow, holding a photo in her hand and staring at it dully.

Devereaux stood in the doorway, studying her silently.

At this time, Luna looked thinner than usual, and her originally slender figure now looked extremely weak.

Her blond hair lost its former luster and fell down on her shoulders, and her whole figure seemed to have lost its soul.

He walked forward gently and looked down at the photo in her hand.

It was a photo of her and her father. The father and daughter were standing on the grass, Luna smiled brightly, and her father's hand gently rested on her shoulder.

Devereux sighed silently.

His heart sank slightly, and various thoughts quickly flashed through his mind.

He hesitated whether to tell Luna directly that her father was not actually dead.

Just as he was thinking about how to speak, Luna suddenly raised her head and her voice was so soft that it seemed like she was coming from a far away place.

"Devereux, is Professor Snape your father?"

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