Chapter 1267

Twilight descended.

Harry buried his head in the Thestral's mane, thinking gloomily about Black's current situation.

But Harry could understand that Black was not currently yielding to Voldemort's threats, but he wasn't dead either.

Because his scar wasn't hurting too much.

Whether Voldemort was happy or angry, his scar would always be particularly painful.

And tonight, there hadn't been many such signs. However...

Before seeing Sirius, he couldn't be sure of anything. As the sky grew darker and darker.

Harry felt his legs, which were gripping the Thestral, go numb. Suddenly.

Harry felt the Thestral diving. They seemed to be landing. They saw lights. They saw buildings.

When they finally landed on the ground, Harry finally saw that telephone booth.

"Come over, this way!"

He beckoned Darren and the others to come over.

They all squeezed into that small telephone booth together.

Darren's face was pressed tightly against Ginny's face. His body was surrounded by Luna, Hermione, and Ginny. He was squeezed so tightly that he felt someone touch his hand.

This was... alright.

Harry had already obtained a handful of badges through the telephone booth. He told them all to pin them onto their clothes.

Darren took his badge.

He found it read: Special Envoy, Darren Potter, Purpose: Rescue Warm Activity! Uh.

He was actually a Special Envoy. But this was normal.

Ever since he got that little key, he had received many privileges; having a title like Special Envoy was normal.

What he needed to care about now was how to make Sirius fall into the Veil tonight without dying.

Saintly Father Value or a forgery card? Or maybe change the location?

After all, if Sirius were to fall into the Veil, it would definitely cost a lot of Saintly Father Value...