Chapter 350: Accident at the memorial service

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On the morning of the second day of Dumbledore’s death, a memorial service for him began and was scheduled to be held in the Great Hall of Hogwarts.
The atmosphere in the entire auditorium was very depressed.
Everyone in the auditorium wore black dress robes, and at breakfast, no one seemed to have much appetite.
Professor McGonagall left the throne-like seat in the middle of the staff table, which was a memorial to Dumbledore.
But there are still people sitting there.
It is said that the Minister of Magic strongly requested.
Dolores Umbridge, she is always passionate about doing things that show her identity.
Since the attempt to suppress the news became invalid, she could only come to this memorial service.
The temporary impact has not yet begun to ferment. The public only knows that Dumbledore’s sudden death, and the reason is still unknown. This gave her the opportunity to recover. She has urgently contacted the Daily Prophet and hopes to get some help.
But now she still shamelessly wanted to say something as a special guest, but no one took care of her.
She was surrounded by Percy Weasley, wearing glasses. He was graciously asking Umbridge for something.
Batty Crouch stepped down, he can never hang himself in a tree.
On the long dining table in front of everyone, there were some dried salted fish, a plate of mashed potatoes and a few pieces of bread, but Umbridge was not very interested in these foods, and he used a silver knife and fork to pick it up. With a snap, he threw it on the table.
In addition, other employees of the Ministry of Magic also came a lot.
Hagrid was wearing a suit that clearly did not fit his body, and was about to be swollen by himself. He wore a black tie and sat at the very end of the long table.
He wants to occupy two positions by himself,
This is to attend the memorial service as an employee of the Ministry of Magic.
On his left is Mrs. Maxim from Booth Button, also occupying two positions.
The principal, one of the three largest schools of magic in Europe, came.
If it turned out that Hagrid’s obsession with the latter must have started to talk and talk again, but now this tall man is sitting in danger, the big face is very stiff, and the dark circles around the eye sockets around the beard are filled with dark circles, orbits. Redness.
It is estimated that he was not asleep at night.
In front of him, there are still piles of moist soft tissues like hills.
The gorgeous necklace on Mrs. Maxim's neck was taken off, and a large black veil was worn on the large melon seed face to show solemnity.
As for the principal of Demstrand, although he had entered the grave, the school also sent corresponding representatives to attend Dumbledore's funeral.
Auror Kingsley Shaker also sat nearby.
Tonks and Lupin sat together, the former's hair showed a miraculous pink, the latter's expression was a little withered, the eyes were deeply sunken, and it seemed very tired.
The situation in front of me seems to be "dove in a magpie's nest", and the staff dining table in the auditorium is about to be filled with people from the Ministry of Magic.
As for the Hogwarts school, all the faculty and staff also came.
Ms. Sprout, the professor who used to be sloppy in herbal medicine, was clean and tidy, and there was no patch on her hat.
Crazy-eyed Moody put on a pair of extremely wide sunglasses-like glasses at this time, covering his blue marauder eye.
Snape still wore his pure black robe. The oily black long hair in the past seemed to have been cleaned deliberately once, no longer shiny due to the oil.
The gatekeeper Filch didn't know where to turn over an old-fashioned suit. This may be the most formal costume he could find. He also wore a tie and exuded a camphor ball.
Mrs. Pings stood beside Filch, wearing a thick black mask that fell to her knees.
Madam Pomfrey wore a plain sweater and stood with them.
The head table in the auditorium was empty, and no one was standing on it.
There is only a plain white casket with two clothes Dumbledore used to wear-purple and green robes embroidered with stars and moons are stacked neatly.
There is nothing else.
There is a tradition in the wizarding world in Britain. After a wizard dies, the wand will enter the tomb with the deceased master as long as the master wishes.
Of course, it is not excluded that some wizards regard their wands as heirlooms and leave them to future generations.
Most wizards have only one magic wand in their lifetime. It can be said that most wizards' achievements are achieved by the magic wand in their hands. That is the bearing and symbol of the glory of his life
But even this point of Hogwarts could not be satisfied.
The old wand in Dumbledore's hand was taken by Voldemort.
And his first magic wand is still missing and cannot be used as a funerary object.
At this time, the auditorium was also full of people.
Because there is no more space in the auditorium, many people came to the memorial service spontaneously.
These people are all sorts of mixed fish and dragons: there are rags, neat and decent; there are old people and young people.
Most people have never appeared in Hogwarts.
It was all because of Dumbledore's death.
A little familiar with the heavy-haired double bassist in the weird sisters singing group, they once played a beautiful movement in the flame cup party.
Knight bus driver Ern Plaine, Mrs. Mokin in Diagonal Lane Robe Store, the waiter at Hog's Head Bar, and the witch who pushed the trolley on the Hogwarts Express train, involved almost all walks of life.
Regardless of high or low.
Even some of the ghosts in the castle are coming. UU reading books www.uukanshu.com can hardly see them in the sun, and they can only be recognized when they are walking, shining illusory light in the bright air.
At this time, a tall man wearing a striped cloak squeezed in from the outside, many people noticed him.
At this time, a small man with thick hair and a plain black robe stood up from the seat and stood in front of the coffin without corpses and started to chatter about what to say.
In the end, Dumbledore still took Hogwarts' identity as the principal, and everyone only recognized this identity.
"He has cultivated many outstanding talents for Hogwarts, which reflects his noble spirit"... "Academic maturity"... "Great mind"... These words float to everyone's ears, but it does not make much sense. None of this has much to do with the Dumbledore that students and teachers know
In their eyes, the principal was not so serious.
"It's all fart." The tall man squeezed to the front, ripped his throat, and then shouted loudly.