Harry and the others knew nothing of the commotion beneath the Ministry of Magic. At the moment, they were astonished that the Death Eaters had caused such a disturbance, openly setting fires.
Even more baffling was why, with the Death Eaters making such a scene, none of the professors, the Order of the Phoenix, or the Ministry members had stopped them.
But they had no time to dwell on it. Harry pushed open a corridor window and leaped out.
As he jumped, a pair of black wings snapped open behind him, but they appeared for only an instant before turning invisible.
The wings brought Harry to the ground quickly but steadily, and he looked toward the various fires.
"Harry?" A familiar voice came from beside him. Harry turned and saw Lupin appear at his side, his eyes glowing green.
Lupin was not looking directly at Harry, and there was a hint of uncertainty in his voice. Clearly, he had not located him. He had been on night patrol and had headed over when he saw the flames.
Then he had heard a window opening above and seen black wings flash briefly against the night sky.
As far as Lupin knew, the only people at Hogwarts who would pull something so flashy these days seemed to be the students. The professors could, of course, but generally would not.
If an ordinary person had jumped down while invisible, Lupin's werewolf eyesight, hearing, and sense of smell would have picked up some traces.
Under normal circumstances, however, the Invisibility Cloak, one of the Deathly Hallows, was simply an exceptionally effective invisibility cloak.
But after Harry drew it into his Left Hand, it seemed to have undergone the recognition of its master that Grindelwald had described. In this state, not only was turning invisible