Chapter 1167

"See, Harry? Right under the tower? Under the dark mark Oh, my God It won't be who is left behind... " Hagrid stopped talking. The idea was so terrible that he couldn't even speak out loud.

Dumbledore, Hagrid now dare not even say the name, from the beginning to confirm that Snape is involved in Dumbledore's secret operation.

It must be admitted that Hagrid is still very talented, and his blind suspicion of Dumbledore also makes him believe in Snape.

This is infinitely close to the truth, but Snape indulged the death eaters in Hogwarts. Although it was a bit of a challenge, van Lin still could not accept it.

Harry walked by Van Lin's side. He could feel the pain in his face and legs after being hit by the various incantations of the first half hour, but he felt that the pain was far away, as if someone was suffering from it, rather than himself.

What is real and unavoidable is the sense of panic that he keeps suppressing in his chest He and Hagrid walked like sleepwalking through the whispering crowd to the front, and the stunned students and teachers on both sides made way for them.

Harry heard Hagrid's wail of pain and shock, but he didn't stop himself; he walked slowly to Dumbledore's corner and crouched down beside him.

Harry knew from the beginning that there was no hope. He saw Dumbledore's body float into the air because of the curse. When this happened, it only showed that the person who was hit was dead. But Harry never dreamed that he would end up looking at him like this, lying on the ground with his limbs stretched out and scarred: and this Man is the greatest wizard Harry ever knew, or in his life, in the world.

Dumbledore's eyes were closed; but perhaps because of the strange angle of his hands and feet, he looked more like he was sleeping. Harry reached out his hands, helped the half moon glasses on the crooked bridge of his nose, and wiped the bloodstain from the corners of his mouth with his own sleeves. He stares at the wise, old face, and slowly grasps a nightmarish, unacceptable display that Dumbledore can no longer talk to him or help him - the crowd whispers behind Harry.

"Come here, Harry No, Harry, you can't stay here Now go on... "

But Harry didn't want to leave Dumbledore's side. He didn't want to go anywhere. Vaseline gently pressed his shaking shoulder from behind. Then another voice said, "Harry, come on."

A small but warm hand grabbed Harry and pulled him up.

Van Lin looked up in astonishment. He saw Hermione and Ginny coming.

The girl's face was a little embarrassed, with messy hair and a smoky face.

Van Lin asked Hermione to wait for him in the public lounge. Maybe it was the order of the Phoenix. Hermione seemed to have experienced a fierce battle.

Away from Harry, Fanlin instinctively leaned towards Hermione's position.

That's always the case with practice. When van Lin is exhausted and exhausted, he always likes to lie on Hermione's lap.

Now, however, is clearly not the right time.

"Let's go." Said Fanlin, calling on Harry and Ginny to leave.

With Ginny's gentle tug, Harry obeyed without thinking at all.

He just blindly followed the people he knew. There was a smell of flowers in the air, which came from Ginny who led him back to the castle.

A strange sound woke him up. Crying, crying, wailing through the night sky.

But the four of them went on and stepped up the steps into the hall.

In the face of wandering in Harry's sharp eyes, people stare at him, whispering, wondering.

The glistening Gryffindor Ruby on the ground is like blood dripping down.

Then they went up the marble stairs.

"We are going to the school hospital now..." Ginny said, "and so are Vaseline."

"I'm not hurt!" Harry resisted instinctively.

"It's Professor McGonagall's order," Hermione continued. "Everyone's there, Ron, Tonks, lupin and everyone."

"And Sirius?" Van Lin frowned.

From the beginning of the war, Fanlin had been waiting, standing behind all the death eaters, and he could kill them with his wand if he wanted to.

But, obviously, he can't do that. He has to wait for Dumbledore.

Until Sirius came here, he chased Bella out, because Bella petrified an unfortunate ghost.

The feeling of fear rolled over Harry's chest again.

"Yes, and Sirius?"

"I don't know. He hasn't come back yet. He came to Gryffindor to find van Lin, and then..."

"And then?"

"He went after Bellatrix. He wanted you to help Professor Lupin, but he didn't find you.""Where were you then?" Hermione asked, "I didn't see you in the fighting place, I was worried..."

"Take over the magic circle." "I've been outside the castle all the time," said Vaseline

"Yes, Fanlin killed a few named Death Eaters." Harry said briefly, "Ginny, who's dead?"

"But Malfoy is in a hurry to kill every one of us, bill. He wants to kill every one of us."

"Bill was hurt?" Van Lin frowned, he has been with Malfoy, Malfoy really said these, but he did not do.

"Are you sure?"

"Of course, I'm sure He's just a little confused, that's all. Greyback attacked him. Madame Pomfrey said he would no longer look the same... " Ginny's voice was a little shaky. "We don't know what the consequences are. I mean, greyburg was a werewolf, but he didn't change shape at that time."

"Besides There are other people on the ground Both Navi and Frey are injured, but Mrs Pomfrey said they will recover. And an Auror died. He was killed by a huge golden spell and burned everywhere... " As Hermione said, Fanlin saw Hermione's slightly blackened hair, and the flame was definitely exploding beside Hermione.

But he was waiting at the observatory early and did nothing.

"You..." Van Lin touched Hermione's short hair with some heartache.

"I think I'll probably have my hair cut short."

"That must be nice."

"Thank you, Fanlin." Ginny said, "if it wasn't for the D.A.'s gold coins, all of us would gather together, and the hapless one who heard the sound would have died." Ginny said, "after one of the D.A.'s learned about it, everyone quickly stopped the sober guy except Slytherin. "

When they arrived at the school hospital, Harry opened the door eagerly and saw Neville lying in bed, apparently asleep. Not far from the door, Ron, Luna, Tonks and lupin surround another bed near the end of the ward.

Hearing the door open, they all looked up, and Tonks ran to Harry and hugged him.

Lu Ping also came this way, looking very worried.

"How are you both, Harry? Fanlin

"I'm fine," Harry said, "but there may be something wrong with van Lin."

Harry recalled the magic of Vaseline, the power of terror, and the cold, pale look of van Lin after he came out.

"It doesn't matter," said Fanling, shaking his head. This time he didn't have to lie in Madame Pomfrey's Hospital, but this time it was someone else.

"Harry and I had a fight with a Death Eater at the school gate." "A few died and others were injured, but I think I just need some magic liquid to recover and eat well," Van Lin said Van Lin quickly explained to Hermione, "so, how's bill?"

Fanlin is extremely concerned about this issue.

Speaking of it. Although bill is not very reliable, of course, it is just a daily behavior. Bill is a man of great character. Besides Fred and George, the Weasleys play best with van Lin.

Ron can't. as for the rest, Ginny is Hermione's best friend, and Charlie and Percy have such a big span between them that they can't communicate with each other.

But no one answered.

Van reen looked over Hermione's shoulder and found a face he didn't know lying on Bill's pillow. He looked strange with the serious cuts and poisoning.

Mrs. Pomfrey was giving him some pungent green ointment.

Harry remembers how Snape could easily repair Malfoy's sword wound with his wand, which was the last magic spell Harry wielded.

"Can you fill them up with magic or something," Harry asked the head nurse quickly.

"No magic can do that," said Madame Pomfrey. "I've tried everything I know, but none of them can cure a werewolf bite."

"But he didn't bite at the full moon," said Ron, gazing into his brother's face and wondering how he could force her to heal bill. I had to stare at Bill.

"Greyburg, it's not deformed. So bill won't become a real... "

Ron looked at lupin suspiciously.

"No, I think Bill will become a real werewolf," lupin said, but that doesn't mean that he has been defiled. It's a healing wound. Now he may not get enough treatment, and bill may have some cruel characteristics from now on.

"Dumbledore may know something about it, but" Ron said, "where is Dumbledore? Bill's fighting madly according to his orders. He owes bill. He can't leave in this situation."

"But, Ron..." Van Lim frowned. He was troubled by Bill's injury. "Dumbledore is dead!"Ron was stunned.

"No!" Lupin growled, and then impulsively looked at Harry, as if hoping that the truth didn't want to be said by Vaseline.

But Harry didn't say anything. Lupin sprawled out on the chair next to bill, covering his face with his hands.

Harry had never seen lupin so out of control; he felt he was being imposed on something.

"This is..." Ron stammered and looked at Van Lin for help.

Fanlin nodded gently, indicating that what he said was true.

Fanlin tried to avoid such a topic, but in any case, it could not be avoided.

"So, how did he die," Tonks whispered. "What happened?"

"Snape killed him!" Harry said, "I was there, I saw everything, we got to the astrology tower because Malfoy was there Dumbledore was injured and he was weak, but I think when we heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he realized that it was a trap. He held me down. I could do nothing. I was in the invisibility cloak. Then Malfoy came out from behind the door and was disarmed by him

Luna covered her mouth, this fairy girl rare, showing a sense of collapse.

"After that, more death eaters got there, and Snape did that, Avada curse." Harry can't talk anymore.

Mrs. Pomfrey burst into tears, and no one but Ginny noticed her.

"Quiet! Listen Madame Pomfrey tried to cover her mouth with her fingers. Her eyes were wide open. Somewhere in the dark, Harry had never heard that the Phoenix was singing in a way: a terrifying beautiful eulogy.

Harry leaves, away from the Phoenix's song, but the music still surrounds him and does not disappear: it is his own grief, magically repeated, echoing across the ground and through the castle windows. They stood there for a long time, listening, and he did not know or why the sound of grief seemed to ease their pain.

After a long time, the door of the hospital opened again and Professor McGonagall came in.

As if at rest, she was tired of every recent battle, her face was skinned and her robes were wrinkled. "Molly and Arthur are on their way," she said.

The charm of the music was broken, and everyone woke up from a daze and turned to look at Bill. Others rubbed their eyes or shook their arms.

"Harry, what happened? According to Hagrid, you're with Dumbledore, so when does he When did it happen? "

"Snape killed Dumbledore," said Harry. She looked at him for a moment, then shook it; Madame Pomfrey seemed to huddle together; as for Professor McGonagall, it was as if there were lightning strikes, and Fanling looked at Professor McGonagall's body as if it were nailed to the floor.

"Snape is a very skilled psychic," lupin said, with a sharp voice. "We all know that."

"But Dumbledore swore he was on our side!" Tonks whispered, "I've been thinking Dumbledore knows something about Snape, and we don't know..."

"He always hinted that he had a firm reason to write to Ren Snape," muttered Professor McGonagall. "I mean About Snape's history Of course, there is a limit to what people know But Dumbledore made it clear to me that Snape's repentance was absolutely sincere - that he could no longer be heard against him

"I want to know what Snape told him that convinced him so much," Tonks said.

"I know," said Harry, and everyone turned to look at him. "Snape sent a message to Voldemort that Voldemort had killed my parents, and then Snape told Dumbledore that he realized what he had done and sincerely apologized for what he had done. Unfortunately, they were all dead," everyone watched.

"Did Dumbledore believe that?" Lupin said suspiciously, "does Dumbledore believe Snape regrets James' death? Snape hates James... "

"It's reprehensible that he didn't think about my mother," Harry said, "because she was Muggle "Half blood," he called her

No one asked Harry how he knew. Everyone seems to be in a state of fear, trying to accept the hard facts and everything that happens.

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