Chapter 1167 (1/2)
”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. ”