In a room with an open window, a radio on a desk was playing the Wizarding Radio Newsfeed. However, the busy young man who was sitting on the edge of the bed seemed not to be interested in the news on the radio at all, and was packing the practical items he had just selected into his backpack. roundabout

"Dean, are you packing up?"

The half-closed door was knocked open. A dark-skinned girl stood outside the door and looked in. Looking at Dean who was packing his luggage, she asked her doubts, "Are you planning to leave here?"

"I don't know about Annie, but I think I need to prepare to leave in advance."

Dean stuffed the thick cloak into the backpack, closed the zipper again, put the backpack on the desk, gently hugged his half-sister, and said helplessly: "I will meet myself later. Go and explain to Papa and Mama."

"But where are you going, don't you go to Hogwarts?" Annie was even more confused.

"I want to, too, but..."

"Dean, what happened?"

Mrs. Thomas appeared outside the room, looking at her son worriedly.

Since the summer vacation at Hogwarts, her son Dean has looked worried. He has started to pay attention to newspapers and broadcasts in the wizarding world every day, and he seems to have been writing letters to friends in the wizarding world in recent days.

Such a change gave her a bad premonition. The man did the same at the beginning, and then left alone, never to appear again.

Mrs. Thomas had a hunch then that Dean's father might not be coming back.

"Sorry Mom, something very bad happened, anyway... let's talk in the living room."

Dean gave his mother a hug with guilt on his face, picked up his backpack and walked outside.

Thus began the family meeting at the Thomas house. roundabout

Dean knew very well that he probably wouldn't be able to go back to Hogwarts to study, and he didn't want to tell his family too much, for fear of involving them.

But like Mrs. Thomas said, everyone has a right to know.

Dean didn't hide any more, and told them about the changes in the Ministry of Magic.

"So, a group of terrorists took control of the magic government, requiring everyone to prove that they have wizard blood, or they will send you out of that room..." Mr. Thomas paused, as if recalling the name of Hogwarts.

"Hogwarts," Dean added.

"Yes, you are going to be expelled from Hogwarts school, and you are going to be put in prison?" Mr. Thomas felt that this matter was really ridiculous.

"Yes, the Ministry of Magic recently established a department called the Muggle Birth Registration Committee." Dean looked at his stepfather with a wry smile: "It is said that the Muggle wizards working in the Ministry of Magic were arrested and taken into Azka that day. Ben... is in prison." Lan

"It's ridiculous."

The Thomas family thought it was so absurd that even TV dramas would not dare to act like this.

"No one objected." Mr. Thomas asked suspiciously, "How could they tolerate such a thing?"

"No one dares to resist the mysterious man!" Dean smiled wryly. "I heard that the former minister was killed in the line of duty because of this. Now everyone is afraid of death."

"They deserve it too," muttered Mr Thomas.

"We are the most unlucky ones." Dean said helplessly, "Muggle-born wizards have been abandoned."

"But, I mean your real father is very likely..." Mrs. Thomas hesitated to speak. roundabout

"Even if that man is a wizard, I have no way to prove that he is a wizard. After all, he is already dead. He died in the last wizarding war, probably because he was persecuted." There has been speculation, but he has not figured out who his biological father is.

However, Dean doesn't resent his own father, if it were him, he would make the same choice.

"But even if you don't go to Hogwarts, you can still stay at home." Mrs. Thomas didn't want her son to leave. She suspected that Dean would have problems feeding his stomach outside.

"I can't prove that I have wizard blood, so I will definitely be accused of stealing wizard magic." Dean didn't plan to stay, "The Ministry of Magic will probably send someone to arrest me, and you will definitely be implicated. You should have also noticed that a series of strange things are happening in the UK now, all caused by them on purpose, so I have to leave, so as not to bring disaster to everyone."

"Where are you going?" Mr. Thomas asked with a frown. "If not, let's live in another place temporarily. Can't we afford to provoke or hide?"

"I'm going to seek refuge with a friend."

Dean tried to contact Hermione Granger more than once through an owl, hoping to join Albert Anderson's Defense Association through her. roundabout

Unfortunately, his owl hadn't found Granger, and he had no way of doing it himself.

Now Snape became the new headmaster of Hogwarts and expelled all Muggle-born students. He must leave this house now no matter what, to avoid really causing trouble to his family.

"By the way, after I leave, you should stay outside for a month or two, lest someone actually come to the house to arrest people." Dean expressed his uneasiness, "I really can't be sure that the people who come will be employees of the Ministry of Magic , or Death Eaters. However, they seem to be the same, they are all dangerous elements, it is best not to get in touch with them, because black wizards have the habit of killing ordinary people indiscriminately to vent their anger. That's what they did."

Mr. Thomas was silent. He suddenly understood why Dean had to leave.

"Take care of yourself and remember to keep in touch with us with the owl." Mr. Thomas gave Dean a hug.

At this tender moment, an owl flew in through the open window and dropped a letter on the table in front of Dean.

"Who wrote to me?"

Dean picked up the letter suspiciously, quickly read the contents, jumped up from his seat excitedly, ran to the window and looked out, as if he was looking for something.

"Is there any good news in the letter?" Mrs. Thomas asked expectantly when she saw her son's reaction.

"Someone's coming to pick me up," Dean said excitedly.

The Thomas family looked at each other.

A few minutes later, Thomas's porch doorbell rang.

Holding the wand, Dean carefully opened the wooden door of the entrance, and found a tall dark-skinned wizard standing outside the door.

"It's not a good idea to stay outside for too long at this time." After shaking hands with Dean, the middle-aged wizard reminded in a low voice, "I'm Kingsley Shacklebolt, a member of the Order of the Phoenix."

"Oh, welcome."

"You are the assistant next to the minister."

Mr. Thomas was very surprised when he saw Kingsley, because he had actually seen him on TV.

"Hi there."

Kingsley nodded towards the Thomas family with a smile and said, "I'm running out of time, so I'll get straight to the point."

"The current Ministry of Magic has been controlled by the You-Know-Who and his minions. I think you should have heard the news from the newspapers and the radio. They are persecuting Muggle-borns, Hogwarts Muggle families. The students have also been expelled, I think their next step is likely to send someone in the name of the Ministry of Magic to arrest Mr Thomas, I suggest you leave here temporarily to avoid being targeted."

"Are you here to help us?" Mr. Thomas asked expectantly. roundabout

"Help is not counted, I just came to give you some advice, try to avoid some bad things from happening." Kingsley said simply: "This is Mr. Anderson's meaning. We are currently providing support for all those who have been expelled from Hogwarts." The students set up a temporary sanctuary, which is protected by the Fidelity Charm."

"You can understand that the shelter is protected by a very powerful magic. You can only enter the shelter with the permission of the secret keeper. Otherwise, even the mysterious person has no way. The secret keeper there is Mr. Anderson."

"So, Mr. Shaker is going to take me to the shelter built by Anderson?" Dean couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, which was much better than him running around aimlessly.

"Forget it, we are just giving you a choice, if you have a better place, no one will force you." Kingsley did not forget to remind, "However, there is something you need to know, that place The Shelter is the result of overnight work by the Order of the Phoenix, the Defense Association, and Hogwarts professors in recent days. Due to the rush of time, the Shelter is still very rudimentary, and the help we can provide you is very limited. At least Let you have something to eat so you won't be hungry.

"You should have a safer place, I mean the Defense Association or the Order of the Phoenix!" Mr. Thomas asked after exchanging glances with his wife.

"Sorry, I'm not here to recruit members." Kingsley shook his head and declined politely. "Besides, we don't recruit underage wizards. It is very dangerous to confront mysterious people and Death Eaters. There are many like-minded companions So sacrificed."

"I'm an adult." Dean changed the subject and asked, "By the way, is Harry okay?"

"Don't worry, Harry is fine." Kingsley took out his pocket watch and looked at the time and said, "Of course, if you don't want to go to the shelter, we won't force it."

"Are the other Muggle-borns going there too?" Dean asked.

"Probably, we are not sure if they are willing to go." Kingsley emphasized again, "What we can do is to provide everyone with the most basic security and simple food so that everyone will not be hungry. , but that's all. You are completely free to stay or leave, but you are also responsible for your own safety.

With that said, Kingsley took out a button-shaped object and put it in front of Dean and said, "If you don't plan to go to the shelter, then take this thing."

"What is this?" Dean asked curiously.

"The transmitter made by Mr. Anderson. As long as you use this thing, someone will come to guide you to the shelter." Kingsley introduced to Dean: "Of course, the time may be slower, because we need to determine You're fine."

After speaking, Kingsley got up and prepared to leave. roundabout

"No, Mr. Shacklebolt, I'm going to go with you," Dean said firmly.

"This is a very wise choice, no matter how you go to the shelter first, there is no harm." Kingsley nodded, "If you really have nowhere to go, at least you can hide in the shelter. This is actually the reason why we built it there."

"Last security?" murmured Mr. Thomas.

"Yes."

"Do my parents need to take a break?" Dean asked again.

"We generally advise them to stay away for a while, at least after school starts in September. After all, no one can be sure whether they will come here to arrest people." Kingsley took out his pocket watch and looked at the time and said, "Okay, we should Leave, take your things, and say goodbye to your family."

"Apparating here?" Dean asked excitedly. roundabout

"We need to get some distance to Apparate, you're underage."

"No, I'm an adult." Dean corrected again.

This is also the confidence that Dean dared to leave by himself. He has passed the apparition test.

"That's good. If you're ready, I'll send you there first. I have to inform other Muggle-born students later."

"Thank you, Mr. Shacklebolt," said Mrs. Thomas gratefully.

"You're welcome, in this bad age, everyone should help each other."

Kingsley took Dean away from Thomas' house and Apparated in a deserted alley nearby. roundabout

When Dean came back to his senses, he found himself in a dilapidated room, and there were footsteps outside, and then he saw Lupine appearing outside the door holding his wand.

"How is it going?"

"You are from the third batch. You should not be targeted yet, but you better move quickly." Lupine tapped Dean with his wand, and after casting the Disillusionment Charm on him, "Come with me."

After leaving the dilapidated house, Dean was taken to an empty street by Lupine.

Then, he saw Mad-Eye Moody again.

Immediately afterwards, he glanced at a silver card, and a dilapidated hotel appeared out of nowhere in the open space in front of him.

"Go in!" Moody urged, looking around vigilantly. roundabout

"This is the shelter?"

Dean opened his mouth slightly~www.mtlnovel.com~ his face was a little disappointed, the hotel in front of him was even dilapidated than he expected.

"It's a pity that the current situation is like this. Are you disappointed, but at least it's safe enough here." Cedric came out of nowhere, "Come with me, the third and fourth floors here have been cleaned briefly, no As for being too bad."

"Cedric, do you live here too?" Dean asked curiously.

"No, I'm just here to help." Cedric led the people upstairs.

"Then I'm going to live in this kind of ghost place in the future?" Dean muttered, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a hotel that has been abandoned for a long time.

"No, you can choose to stay, or you can leave on your own." Cedric said calmly, "But there is no doubt that it will be safer than outside. Kingsley should have told you that this is the last time for you. Security."

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