Everyone knew something was going to happen today.
Ever since Amosta announced the punitive measures against the escaped Death Eaters at the press conference, many had foreseen it.
But no one could precisely predict where the flaw would appear.
As time passed, the dark clouds hanging over Diagon Alley gradually thickened, and moisture began to mingle with the anxious air.
The goblins were hurriedly loading the second batch of gold that needed to be transported onto the carriages.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix dispersed and began patrolling around the convoy.
A Hit Wizard hurried out of the Leaky Cauldron and, under the wary watch of countless eyes, rushed up to Alastor.
"Mr. Moody, word has come from the Ministry. In fifteen minutes, the bounty hunters escorting the third train will be brought here together."
"Have the people from the Department of Magical Transportation noticed anything?"
Alastor had little interest in those mysterious bounty hunters who had yet to show themselves even though the mission had already begun. He was more concerned about whether anything had gone wrong with the obstacles the Ministry had set up.
"So far, we haven't detected anyone attempting to force their way into Diagon Alley through the Floo Network."
The Auror who had come to report said.
"What about Kingsley's side, Crawford?"
Fifty feet away, Tonks looked slightly tense as she called out.
"Is everything all right with his carriage?"
"No bad news for now, Tonks."
The wizard named Crawford replied.
Remus raised his head to watch the Aurors circling back and forth above Diagon Alley, his brow deeply furrowed.
"I've got a bad feeling about this, Remus—"
Sirius walked over at that moment, his expression grave as he surveyed the surroundings.
Remus nodded. He knew what was making Sirius uneasy.
It was