Vol 2 Chapter 1075:

It was a terrible idea to kill Dumbledore, but this was exactly what Harry was in now, and Voldemort affected him all the time.
However, it doesn’t seem to be that important anymore. No one died, only some were injured. Voldemort didn’t actually get the prophecy. At least it seems acceptable, but what is the specific situation...
But for Fanlin, the most important thing for Harry to return to Hogwarts safely, as for other things, is what Dumbledore needs to consider.
However, the only one who regretted that Fudge came so fast that neither Dan nor Dumbledore felt the power of Death in Voldemort.
And the other thing Voldemort needed from Harry's mouth did not appear in front of them, and no one could be sure whether Voldemort got what he wanted.
Maybe it's the body of the of death, or...
The Department of Mystery Affairs keeps many ancient magic items, and most of them are not released to the public. This also makes it impossible for Fanlin to start. There are always many things that Fanlin cannot understand about the Department of Mystery Affairs of the Ministry of Magic.
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...
Perhaps it is the soul that has died long ago, in short, where can we encounter strange things.
It looked like a death penalty room. After the trial, he kicked into the other end of the door and couldn't even leave the body.
As for whether the other side of the door really connects the world of the dead, no one can confirm this.
Perhaps what Voldemort needed was behind that door, he just needed to walk in.
But Malfoy made people search the time hall...
Is it because of that time magic?
It was undeniable that this was very tempting, but Fanlin couldn't think of any way to get the Death Eater to take that thing out of the Department of Mysteries.
The cycle of life and death consumes a person’s vitality. The Magical Death Eater has absolutely no good end. Fanlin can guarantee that the hapless Death Eater is still lying under the glass cover. .
No Auror dared to remove him unless he understood that magical study.
But the problem is, who can save the hapless guy even with the magic that the silent person who keeps the time hall can't understand.
However, all night fighting and talking also consumed the last bit of energy of several people, and Fanlin had to follow Harry to honestly go to Madam Pomfrey to report.
In battle, injuries are naturally unavoidable. Although they have avoided deadly curses, some injuries are inevitable.
As for Voldemort, the success of the plan gave them more time, at least it doesn’t have to be urgent, but the old bat in Cappadocia may not be dead, although in theory they have not lived. But according to Hermione, the guy was lying in Sirius' room, and he never awoke after drinking a large pot of dragon blood.
It feels as natural as drinking a large can of yogurt before going to bed.
It is worth mentioning that the return of Voldemort had a great impact on Fudge.
In a brief speech on Friday night, Minister of Magic Connery Fudge confirmed that the mysterious man has returned to this country and is active again.
"I regret to announce that the wizard who pretends to be Lord XX...you know who I am referring to...he is still alive and has returned to us again." Fudge, looking tired and embarrassed, told reporters. . "At the same time, I regret to announce that the dementors of Azkaban have undergone a large-scale resistance, and they are unwilling to continue to be hired by the Ministry of Magic. We believe that the dementors are now obeying the orders of the mysterious man."
"We strongly urge all wizards to be vigilant. The Ministry of Magic is printing a pamphlet on primary defense of families and individuals, and will distribute it to each wizard's family free of charge within the next month.
The Ministry of Magic’s statement caused panic among the wizarding crowd. Just last Wednesday, they had just received a guarantee from the Ministry of Magic:
All claims that mysterious people are moving among us are nonsense.

As for what caused the 180-degree turn of the Ministry of Magic, it is still unknown. What everyone knows is that on Thursday night, the mysterious man brought a group of his faithful believers (that is, Death Eaters). Enter the Ministry of Magic. Albus has just restored the title of principal of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, the title of member of the International Magic League, and the title of President of the Wizarding Association. Dumbledore has not made any comments so far. In the past year, he has always insisted that the mysterious man did not die as widely hoped and believed, but was recruiting believers again in order to make a comeback. During the period, the "boy who escaped from the dead......"......
"It was you, Harry. I knew they would involve you." Hermione said, looking at Harry from the top of the newspaper. They are in the school hospital. Harry sat at the end of Ron's bed, Hermione sat at the end of Fanlin's bed, and the group listened to Hermione reading the front page of the Daily Prophet.
"It is impossible for the Ministry of Magic to let Harry go. At least they must divert their attention and minimize the negative effects that the Ministry of Magic has played in this matter. What's more, it is not bad for Harry to do so."
"I'd rather not..." Harry shook his head. He was very tired of Fudge's actions. It could be solved earlier, but only now, when Voldemort really appeared in front of everyone, ready to hurt When they were, Fudge was only able to accept the fact that Voldemort had returned from the resurrection.
Ginny curled up at the end of her bed. Her ankle had been healed by Mrs. Pomfer; Neville’s nose had returned to its original shape. He was sitting on the chair between the two beds; and Luna, as a By the way, I was grabbing a newly published "Flawing" magazine, looking upside down, obviously not listening to what Hermione was talking about.
Speaking of Harry, he was quite guilty. His friends were tortured by Tafer for his reasons. Fortunately, Tafer ran away early after receiving the news, which also saved them from being punished too much.
"He's the "boy who escaped from the dead" again now, isn't he?" Ron said with a grimace. "It's no longer a bewitching show off, eh?"
He grabbed a handful of chocolate frogs from the pile of things on the cupboard beside the bed, threw some to Harry, Ginny, and Neville, and tore open the wrapping paper with his teeth. There were still a few deep scars on his forearm, which were caused by Tarfer’s curse. According to Madam Pomfrey, the meat around Ron’s wound was somewhat infected and they had to stay honestly. Here to make sure that no accidents will happen again.
"Yes, they are full of praise for you now, Harry." Hermione said, scanning the article. "The lonely voice calling for the truth is also considered to be insane. He never shakes his position and is forced to endure mockery and slander."
"En," she frowned, "I think they didn't mention it, in fact they were making mockery and slander in the Daily Prophet."
"The Ministry of Magic often does this. In fact, I am not surprised at all." Fanlin tried to hug Hengma's shoulder, but when he raised his hand, he had to retract again.
He was broken two ribs by Bellatrix’s curse. Although Mrs. Pomfrey was healing, it still made Fanlin very tired. He didn’t want to stay in the hospital, although Hermione was with her. Together with him, if possible, the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix or his own home are much better, no matter what, it is better to be in the Gryffindor public lounge...
"Honest!" Hermione patted Fanlin's hand, then stabbed Fanlin in the ribs with her finger. "This is the end."
"The last conspiracy 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; ha Leigh Potter’s exclusive interview-page 9. It looks like..." Hermione folded the paper and threw it aside. "They have something to write now. That interview is not exclusive, it was a few months ago. It was published in "Singing and Singing Devil" before."
"Dad sold it to them," Luna flipped through a page of the magazine and said vaguely. "He sold it for a good price. We can go to Sweden this summer to see if we can catch up with the rumple-horedsora."
Hermione seemed to struggle for a while, and finally said: "That sounds great."
Ginny smiled, glanced at Harry's eyes and quickly moved away.
"Then," Hermione sat up a bit, and shrank again. "Who can tell us both, how is the school?"
"Professor Flitwick removed Fred and George's swamp in just three seconds. But he left a small piece under the window and he surrounded it with a rope—"
"Why?" Hermione asked in surprise.
"He said it was amazing magic." Ginny shrugged.
"I think he kept it as a monument to Fred and George." Ron said, filling a mouthful of chocolate. "They gave me all of this," he said to Harry, pointing to a bunch of chocolate frogs next to him. "You have to do something other than the magic joke shop, right?"
Hermione looked disapproving. "So, will there be no trouble after Dumbledore returns?"
"Yes," Neville said, "everything is back to normal."
"I think Filch is happy now, right?" Ron asked, leaning a Dumbledore playing card against his kettle.
"On the contrary," Ginny said. "Actually he was really disappointed." She kept her voice low. "He kept saying that Umbridge was the best thing ever in Hogwarts. "Seven of them turned their heads.
Professor Umbridge was lying on the opposite bed, staring straight at the ceiling.
After returning, Dumbledore went to the Black Forest alone and rescued her from the horses. As for how he did it...how did he rescue Professor Umbridge from the trees without any harm... …
No one knows, and of course Professor Ambridge cannot say. Since she returned to the castle, she has not said a word—at least as far as they know it. No one knows what happened to her. Her squirrel gray hair, which was always very neat, was now in a mess, and there were even branches and leaves on it, but she didn't seem to care.
"Mrs. Pomfrey said she was terrified," Hermione said in a low voice.
"It's better to say it's out of anger," Ginny said.
"Yes, if you try it, you will find that she is still alive." Ron said, making a squeaky voice. Professor Umbridge sat up straight and looked around.
"What's the matter, Professor Ambridge?" Madam Pomfrey asked from her head out.
Umbridge fell into the pillow again, "I must have had a dream."
Hermione and Ginny laughed while covering their mouths with the sheets.
Speaking of which, this is still her masterpiece. Umbridge was imprisoned for more than a month by the tribe of the Forbidden Forest by her and Fanlin.
For Umbridge, this is definitely something that will have a huge impact on her outlook on life and world.
"Speaking of people," Hermione asked after smiling slightly, "Who is our prophecy teacher now? Is Florence still there?"
"He will stay," Harry said. "The other guys certainly don't welcome him back, right?"
"It seems that he and Trelawney are teaching together." Ginny said.
"I bet Dumbledore hopes it's best to never see Trauni again," Ron said, chewing on his fourteenth chocolate frog. "I remind you, if you ask me what is not in the prophecy class, I want to say that Florence is not that bad."
"How can you say that?" Hermione asked him, "After we discovered that there was a real prophecy?"
Harry’s heartbeat speeded up suddenly~EbookFREE.me~ He hadn’t told Ron, Hermione or anyone else to predict the meaning of the ball, but of course, Hermione knew it, and Fanlin told them too. When Harry faced Voldemort, he smashed the prophecy ball directly.
Harry didn't say much.
He didn't want to see their expressions when he told them that he would inevitably be a murderer or a slain.
"It's a shame it broke." Hermione shook her head and said softly.
"Yes," Ron said, "but at least the mysterious person can't know what's inside—where are you going?"
He added, watching Harry stand up in surprise and disappointment.
"Uh, go to Hagrid," Harry said. "You know he just came back, and I promised to visit him and tell him what's going on with you two."
"Oh, all right," Ron said glumly, looking at the blue sky outside the window, "I wish we could go too."
"Gree him for us!" Hermione yelled, watching Harry walk outside, "Ask him about and about his little friend!"
Harry waved his hand to indicate that he heard it, and then left the room. Even on Sunday, the castle seemed too quiet. Everyone ran out and enjoyed the happy end of the exam on the sunny playground and the expectation that there would be no homework in the last few days of the semester. Harry walked slowly through the deserted corridor, looking out the window; he could see people scattered on the Quidditch court in twos and threes, and some people swimming with giant squids in the lake. He found it difficult to determine whether he wanted to be with people; he wanted to leave when he was with them, and he wanted to be with them when he was alone. He thought maybe he should really go see Hagrid, they haven't had a good talk since.