Chapter 1034

Killing Dumbledore, this is a terrible idea, but this is also Harry's mood now, Voldemort is affecting him all the time.

However, it seems that it is not so important now. No one died, only some people were injured. Voldemort did not really get the prophecy ball. At least it seemed acceptable, but what was the specific situation

But for Vaseline, Harry can safely return to Hogwarts is the most important thing, as for the rest, that is Dumbledore need to consider.

However, the only regret is that fudge came so fast that neither sister Dan nor Dumbledore felt the power of death in Voldemort.

The other thing that Harry said Voldemort needed didn't show up in front of them, and no one was sure whether Voldemort got what he wanted.

Maybe it's the body of death, or

The Department of mysteries keeps many ancient magic items, most of which are not released to the public, which also makes it impossible for Fanlin to start. As for the Department of mystical affairs of the Ministry of magic, there are always many things that Fanlin can't understand.

For example, in the death hall, in the basic description, that door is the boundary between life and death.

Harry told him that he could hear some people's voices when he was in the death hall, as for whose

Maybe it's the soul that died long ago. In a word, where can we meet strange things.

It looked like a death penalty room, after a trial, one foot kicked into the other end of the door, and even the body could not be left behind.

As for whether the other side of the door is really connected to the world of the dead, no one can confirm that.

Maybe what Voldemort needed was right behind the door, and he just needed to walk in.

But Malfoy had people search the time Hall

Is it for the magic of time?

Admittedly, it was very tempting, but Fanlin could not think of any way to get the death eaters to take it out of the Department of mysteries.

The cycle of life and death consumes a person's vitality. The magical Death Eater has no good end. Fanlin can guarantee that the hapless Death Eater is still lying under the glass cover.

No Auror dares to remove him unless he studies the magic.

But the question is, who can save the hapless fellow, even if it's magic that the silent man in the hall of time can't understand.

However, the whole night's fighting and talking also exhausted the last trace of energy of several people. Van Lin had to follow Harry to report to Madame Pomfrey honestly.

In the battle, injuries are inevitable. Although we have escaped the deadly curse, some injuries are inevitable.

As for Voldemort's case, the success of the plan gave them more time, at least not so urgent. But the old bat of Cappadocia was not dead. In theory, they didn't live, but Hermione said that the guy lay in Sirius's guest room, drank a large jar of dragon blood, and never woke up.

It's like drinking a big can of yogurt before going to bed.

It is worth mentioning that Voldemort's return had a great impact on fudge.

In a brief speech Friday night, the Minister of magic, Connery fudge, confirmed that the mysterious man had returned to the country and was once again in action.

"I'm sorry to announce that the wizard who claimed to be the Lord You know who I mean He's still alive and he's back among us again. " Fudge, looking tired and embarrassed, told reporters. "At the same time, I regret to announce that the Dementors of Azkaban have revolted on a large scale, and they are not willing to continue to be employed by the Ministry of magic. We believe that Dementors are now under the command of mysterious men. "

"We strongly urge all witches to be vigilant. The Ministry of magic is printing pamphlets on the primary defense of families and individuals, which will be distributed to all wizard families free of charge within the next month

The announcement of the Ministry of magic caused panic among the wizarding crowd, who had just received an assurance from the Ministry last Wednesday: "all the claims that the mysterious man is in our midst are nonsense."

As for what led to the 180 degree turn of the Ministry of magic, it is not known. What we have now is that on Thursday night, the mysterious man and a group of his faithful followers (i.e. the dead) were able to enter the Ministry. Albus, who has just restored the title of headmaster of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and Wizardry, is a member of the International Magic League and chairman of the sorcerer Association. Dumbledore, so far, has not made any comments. Over the past year, he has insisted that the mysterious man did not die as widely hoped and believed, but was recruiting believers again to make a comeback. During this period, the "boy who escaped from death..."

"It's you, Harry. I knew they'd get you involved Said Hermione, looking at Harry from the top of the newspaper. They are in the school hospital. Harry sat at the end of Ron's bed and Hermione at the head of van Lin's bed, listening to Hermione read the front page of the prophet's daily."The Ministry of magic can't let Harry go. At least they have to divert their attention and minimize the negative effects of the Ministry of magic in this matter. What's more, it's not without benefit for Harry."

"I'd rather not..." Harry shook his head. He was very tired of Fudge's practice. He could solve it earlier. But only now, when Voldemort really appeared in front of everyone and was ready to hurt them, Fudge could accept the fact that Voldemort had been resurrected.

Ginny was curled up at the end of her bed, her ankle had been healed by Mrs. pomfrets; Neville's nose had returned to its original form, and he was sitting in a chair between the two beds; while Luna, as a drop in visit, was clutching a newly published "nitpicking" magazine, looking upside down, apparently not listening to Hermione.

Harry is still quite guilty. His friends were tortured by taffel because of his reasons. Fortunately, taffel escaped early after receiving the news, which also made them not receive too much punishment.

"He's the boy who escaped death again, isn't he?" Said Ron with a calm face. "No more demagogues, huh?"

He grabs a handful of chocolate frogs from a pile of things on the bedside cupboard, throws some to Harry, Ginny and Neville, and tears the wrapping paper with his teeth. There are still a few deep wounds on his forearm, which are caused by taffel's curse. According to Mrs. Pomfrey, the flesh around Ron's wound is infected, and they have to stay here to make sure that there will be no more accidents.

"Yes, now they are full of praise for you, Harry." Said Hermione, browsing through the article. "The lonely voice calling for the truth is also considered insane, never wavering in his position and forced to endure ridicule and slander."

"Well," she frowned, "I don't think they mentioned it. In fact, it was they who ridiculed and slandered in the Daily Prophet."

"The Ministry of magic does this a lot, and in fact, I'm not surprised at all." Fanlin tried to hold Heng Mo's shoulder, but when he raised his hand, he had to retract.

He was struck and broken two ribs by Bellatrix's curse. Although Madame Pomfrey was in the treatment, it still made van Lin very tired. He didn't want to stay in the hospital. Although Hermione was with him, if possible, the headquarters of the order of the Phoenix or his own home would be much better, or worse, in the Gryffindor public lounge

"Be honest!" Hermione patted Vaseline's hand and then poked him in the ribs with her finger. "That's the end."

"The last attempt of the mysterious man was wiped out - pages two to four; what the Ministry of magic should have told us - page five; why no one listened to albus. Dumbledore's - pages six to eight; Harry. An exclusive interview with Porter - Page 9. It looks like... " Hermione folded the newspaper aside. "They have something to write now. That interview is not exclusive either. It was published in "singing the opposite tune" a few months ago

"Dad sold it to them," Luna said vaguely, flipping through a page of the magazine. "He sold it for a good price. We can go to Sweden this summer to see if we can catch up with rumple horedsora."

Hermione seemed to struggle for a moment, and finally said, "that sounds good."

Ginny laughed, took a look at Harry's eyes and quickly moved them away.

"Well," said Hermione, sitting up straight and shrinking again, "who of you can tell the two of us, how's the school?"

"Professor flyaway took three seconds to get rid of Fred and George's swamp. But he left a small piece under the window and surrounded it with ropes - "

" why? " Asked Hermione in surprise.

"He said it was amazing magic." Ginny shrugged.

"I think he kept it as a monument to Fred and George." Said Ron, filling his mouth with chocolate. "They gave them to me," he said to Harry, pointing to a pile of Chocolate Frogs next to him. "There's something else the store has to do, right?"

Hermione looked unconvinced. "So, is Dumbledore out of trouble when he comes back?"

"Yes," said Neville, "everything is back to normal."

"I think filch is happy now, isn't he?" Ron asked, leaning a Dumbledore card against his kettle.

"On the contrary," Ginny said. "He's really, really disappointed," she kept her voice down. "He's always said that Umbridge is the best thing Hogwarts has ever had." The seven of them turned their heads together.

Professor Umbridge lay on the opposite bed, staring straight at the ceiling.

After coming back, Dumbledore ran to the black forest alone and rescued her from the people. As for how he did it How to get Professor Umbridge out of those trees without injury

No one knows, and of course professor ambridge can't say. Since she returned to the castle, she has not - at least as far as they know - said a word. No one knows what happened to her. Her always neat, mouse gray hair was now in a mess, and there were even branches and leaves on it, but she didn't seem to care."Madame Pomfrey said she was frightened," said Hermione in a low voice.

"It's better to be angry," Ginny said.

"Yes, if you try, you'll find that she's still alive." Ron said, his mouth making a bone rolling sound. Professor Umbridge sat up straight and looked around.

"What can I do for you, Professor ambridge?" Asked Madame Pomfrey, sticking her head out.

Umbridge fell back into the pillow again. "I must have had a dream."

Hermione and Ginny smile and cover their mouths with sheets.

Speaking of it, this is her masterpiece. Umbridge was shut up for more than a month by her and Fanlin's people and horses tribe.

For Umbridge, this is definitely something that will have a huge impact on her outlook on life and world outlook.

"Speaking of men and horses," Hermione asked after a slight pause of laughter, "who is our prophecy teacher now? Is Florence still there? "

"He'll stay," said Harry. "The others certainly won't welcome him back, will they?"

"It's like he taught with Trelawney." Said Ginny.

"I bet Dumbledore hopes it's best never to see trayne again." Ron said, chewing on his fourteenth Chocolate Frog. "If Florence doesn't have a bad prophecy class, ask me if it's not a bad lesson for me."

"How can you say that?" Hermione asked him, "after we found out there was a real prophecy?"

Harry's heart suddenly quickened. He hasn't told Ron, Hermione or anyone else about the meaning of the prophecy ball, but of course Hermione is clear, and vaseline has told them that when Harry was facing Voldemort, he broke the prophecy ball.

Harry didn't say much.

He didn't want to see the look on their faces when he told them that he would inevitably become a murderer or victim.

"I'm sorry it broke." Hermione shook her head and said softly.

"That's right," said Ron. "But at least it's impossible for a mystery person to know what's inside - where are you going?"

He added, watching Harry rise in surprise and disappointment.

"Well, go to Hagrid," said Harry. "You know he just came back, and I promised to see him and tell him how you two are."

"Oh, well," said Ron glumly, looking out the window at the blue sky. "I wish we could go too."

"Say hello to him for us!" Cried Hermione, watching Harry go out. "Ask him about, about his little friend!"

Harry waved to say he heard and left the room. Even on Sunday, the castle seemed too quiet. Everyone ran out to enjoy the end of the exam on the sunny playground and the expectation of no homework for the last few days of the semester. Harry walked slowly down the empty hallway, looking out the window; he could see people scattered in twos and threes on the Quidditch court, and some swimming in the lake with giant squid. He found it difficult to be sure whether he would like to stay with people; he wanted to leave when he was with them, and he wanted to be with them when he was alone. He thought that maybe he should really go and see Hagrid. They haven't had a good talk since they came.

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