v5 Chapter 332: Dumbledore's speech

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The OWL exam is finally over, which also means that this semester will come to an end.

The night before the holiday, all the students gathered in the auditorium...including Durmstrang and Beauxbatons.

According to previous practice, the final ownership of the Academy Cup needs to be announced tonight.

Although Hermione won the top three cups and added a lot of points to Gryffindor, she was powerless.

Because after the end of the second project, the three academies of lion, badger, and snake, together with Durmstrang, had a melee.

A lot of points were deducted by Dumbledore.

Ravenclaw didn't do much, just sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and maintained the five consecutive championships so far.

Although Eagle Sauce won the championship, the auditorium was not decorated with Ravenclaw decorations, but instead hung a solemn black curtain.

Dumbledore was sitting at the staff desk, chatting with Mad-Eye Moody, seemingly discussing serious issues.

Snape's face was gloomy, staring at the black curtain in a daze.

This year, he finally stopped talking about ten consecutive championships.

I don’t know if it’s because of my fate, or I feel a little out of place.

Professor Flitwick thought so too, and he placed the trophy under the table so that no one could see it.

Madame Maxime was talking to Hagrid, and the two seemed to be on good terms again.

Sirius sat in the corner, staring at the two, eavesdropping on their conversation.

Hagrid glared at him with big, bell-like eyes.

Sirius quickly turned his eyes back, and he remembered that he was holding Karkaroff's face.

Such eavesdropping on other people's words can't be torn apart by Hagrid.

Professor Dumbledore suddenly stood up. The auditorium was much quieter than the usual school leaving banquet, and it was even more silent at this time.

"Another year," Dumbledore said, looking at everyone. "It's over!"

Everyone looked at the white-bearded old man.

"It was a very exciting year. We held the Triwizard Tournament, although there were many twists and turns, such as... an unprecedented twenty-three warriors..."

The students all laughed, and many looked at William.

"After the competition, Miss Granger of Gryffindor won the championship this time." Dumbledore said.

The Gryffindor students were the first to applaud, and soon all the students applauded.

After Dumbledore raised his hand, he returned to the previous silence.

"Champions are of course important, but the most important thing..."

He paused and said:

"Students from the three schools have had a one-year exchange...to get to know each other deeply, enhance mutual understanding, and develop strong friendships.

Unbreakable friendship... Raise your glasses, everyone! "

Dumbledore raised his cup, everyone stood up, and there was a sound of benches moving in the auditorium.

They raised the goblet, and in deep, deep voices, said in unison: "Unbreakable friendship!"

After Dumbledore finished drinking, he raised his hand for everyone to sit down.

"I know that many students are curious, where have I been and what have I been doing during this time?

Why are the teachers in a hurry. "

The students all pricked up their ears and stared at the principal.

Dumbledore's blue pupils looked around at each student. After a long time, he slowly said:

"Voldemort...he came back to life, on the night of the Triwizard Tournament final!"

Shocked whispers rang out in the auditorium. Everyone stared at Dumbledore in horror and disbelief.

As if he was talking crazy.

"The parents of some of my classmates may be shocked by what I did," Dumbledore continued.

"They don't believe that Voldemort is really back; or that I shouldn't tell you about it.

After all, you are still young. "

"In fact, before I was about to announce the news, there were objections," said Dumbledore calmly.

"He's worried you're afraid.

He asked me, can people be brave when they are afraid?

I said: A man can be brave only when he is afraid!

He asked again: After all, you haven't grown up yet, so you shouldn't endure this prematurely.

I said: You won't be children forever, and... the darkness is coming! "

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, then said solemnly:

"Everyone, darkness is coming!

In fact, I knew it that night in thirteen years, the night Voldemort disappeared.

Sooner or later, the Dark Lord will make a comeback, and darkness will come to this land again. "

"Of course the Ministry doesn't want me to tell you this, Minister Fudge is unwilling to accept Voldemort's return.

But I don't want to lie, I believe it is always better to tell the truth than to lie. "

The students in the auditorium looked at Dumbledore, but many had fear written on their faces, and their minds went blank.

Dumbledore took everyone's expressions into his eyes and continued:

"I know that some students are still unacceptable and are still afraid.

I am also afraid! "

The principal said loudly:

"I'm afraid of the war again, of the destruction of my homeland, of the death of every living life... But I'm not afraid of Voldemort and his poor servants!"

Dumbledore's voice echoed in the auditorium, and he said enthusiastically:

"Voldemort believed that only great power can shock everything.

I don't believe it! !

In my opinion, ordinary trifles, the love and kindness of ordinary people, can shock everything.

The power of kindness and love is infinite! "

Dumbledore's blue eyes twinkled as if on fire:

"Why did Harry Potter as a baby kill Voldemort?

because of love!

His mother Lily's love for him killed Voldemort. "

Snape stared straight into Harry's eyes as if he had lost his soul.

"Thirteen years ago, Voldemort failed once. Four years ago, he attempted to seize the Philosopher's Stone and failed again..."

Dumbledore said forcefully: "Not long ago, on the night of his resurrection, he failed again!"

"William Stark, rescued Harry from him and nearly beat him! He ran away like a lost dog!"

There was a turbulence in the auditorium, and many people turned their heads to William, and then quickly turned back to look at Dumbledore.

"Look." Dumbledore said disdainfully, "Voldemort has failed so many times, why should I be afraid of him?

No, I'm not afraid!

I even pity him, pity him for not understanding... love. "

"Voldemort must die. For him, it is a sure thing, just like the Chardley Cannons, who will be bottom of the league this year."

Dumbledore raised his glass again: "William risked his life to bring Harry back to Hogwarts.

He fought Voldemort and saved a lot of lives although almost no one knows.

For that, I pay tribute to him. "

Almost everyone in the auditorium did, whispering William's name and toasting him.

Dumbledore took a sip of wine, but did not put it down, and continued:

"The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to enhance and promote mutual understanding in the magical world.

Given what's happening now - given Voldemort's resurrection - this connection is more important than ever. "

Dumbledore looked at Madame Maxime and Karkaroff, then at Beauxbatons and Durmstrang's students.

"Every guest in the auditorium." Dumbledore looked at the students with a determined expression.

"Although Voldemort is going to die, it's the result of us coming together.

Only by unity can we defeat him completely and reduce casualties; if we are divided, we will be vulnerable.

We can only fight it to the end if we show unbreakable friendship and trust. "

Dumbledore looked around:

"So this last cup, I respect you all!

Also respect those wizards who are about to act, or have been silently dedicated in the dark. "

There was solemn silence.

Dumbledore said:

"I really wish none of this happened.

Everyone thinks so when faced with difficulties, but we cannot decide our own destiny.

What we have to decide is how to choose in the midst of suffering. "

"Before choosing, I just want you to remember one sentence:

When darkness comes, a lone wolf will die, but a pack of wolves will live! "

Dumbledore looked up at the student, full of tears, and suddenly finished his drink.

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