Vol 2 Chapter 1206:

"Did you see, Harry? It's under the tower? Under the dark mark... Oh my god... no one will be left behind..." Hagrid stopped talking. This thought was so terrifying, he even Can't say it out loud.
Dumbledore, Hagrid didn't even dare to say the name now, and from the beginning he vowed to confirm that Snape was involved in some secret operation of Dumbledore.
It must be admitted that Hagrid was still very talented, and his blind suspicion of Dumbledore made him believe Snape incomparably.
This was infinitely close to the truth, but Snape indulged these Death Eaters in Hogwarts. Although this was a bit difficult, Fanlin still couldn't accept it.
Harry was walking beside Fanlin, and he could feel the pain all over his face and legs after being hit by various spells in the first half an hour, but he felt that the pain was very far away, just like beside him Someone is suffering from pain instead of himself.
What is truly real and inescapable is the constantly suppressed panic in his chest... He and Hagrid, like sleepwalking, walked through the whispering crowd to the forefront, the stunned students and teachers on both sides They gave up a way.
Harry heard Hagrid's howls of pain and shock, but he didn't stop himself; he walked slowly to the corner where Dumbledore was lying, and knelt down beside him.
Harry knew from the beginning that there was no hope. He witnessed Dumbledore's body float into the air because of the spell's hit. When this happened, it only showed that the person who was hit had already He died, but Harry never dreamed that he would end up looking at him here like this, lying on the ground with his limbs stretched, scarred: and this person is the greatest in the world Harry has ever known, or in this life Wizard.
Dumbledore's eyes were tightly closed; but probably because of the peculiar angle of his hands and feet, he looked more like he was sleeping. Harry stretched out his hands, righted the half-moon glasses on the curved bridge of his nose, and wiped the blood stains from the corners of his mouth with his own sleeves. He stared blankly at the wise, old face, and slowly understood a nightmare, unacceptable display: Dumbledore could no longer speak to him, could no longer help him-the crowd was in Harry Behind him whispered.
"Come here, Harry... No Harry, you can't stay here... continue now..."
But Harry didn't want to leave Dumbledore's side, he didn't want to go anywhere, Fanlin gently pressed his trembling shoulder from behind, and another voice said: "Harry, come on."
A small but warm hand grabbed Harry and pulled him up.
Fanlin looked up in amazement, he saw Hermione and Ginny walking over.
The girl's face was a little embarrassed, with messy hair and a small smoky face.
Fanlin asked Hermione to wait for him in the public room. Maybe someone from the Order of the Phoenix came. Hermione seemed to have gone through a fierce battle.
Leaving Harry's side, instinctively, Fanlin leaned toward Hermione's position.
It was always like this during practice, and when Fanlin was exhausted, Fanlin always liked to lie on Hermione's lap.
However, it is clearly not suitable now.
"Let's go." Fanlin said, calling Harry and Ginny to leave together.
Ginny tugged slightly, and Harry obeyed without thinking about anything.
He just blindly followed the people he knew, and there was a floral scent in the air, which radiated from Ginny who led him back to the castle.
A strange sound awakened him. Weeping, shouting, and wailing penetrate the night sky.
But the four of them continued to move forward and stepped over the steps into the hall.
Faced with wandering in Harry's sharp eyes, people stared at him, talking quietly, wondering.
The shiny Gryffindor rubies on the ground are like dripping blood.
Then they walked towards the marble staircase.
"We are going to the school hospital now..." Ginny said, "and Fanlin too."
"I'm not hurt!" Harry resisted instinctively.
"This is an order from Professor McGonagall," Hermione continued. "Everyone is there, Ron, Tonks, Lupin and everyone."
"Where is Sirius?" Fanlin frowned.
From the beginning of the battle, Fanlin was hiding and waiting. At that time, he was standing behind all the Death Eaters. If he wanted to, he could completely destroy them with a magic wand.
However, obviously, he couldn't do that, he had to wait for Dumbledore.
Until Sirius came here, he chased Bella out because Bella petrified an unlucky ghost.
The feeling of fear rolled in Harry's chest again.
"Yes, where's Sirius?"
"I don't know, he hasn't returned yet. He came to Gryffindor to find Fanlin, and then..."
"and then?"
"He went after Bellatrix. He wants you to help Professor Lupin, but he didn't find you."
"Where did you go?" Hermione asked, "I didn't see you at the place of war, I was worried..."
"Take over the magic circle." Fanlin said, "I have been outside the castle."
"Yes, Fanlin killed several named Death Eaters." Harry said briefly, "Ginny, who is dead?"
"Don't worry, each of us is fine, but Malfoy said he killed a man, he was going to kill Bill, but everything is fine, Bill is still alive."
"Bill was hurt?" Fanlin frowned. He had been with Malfoy. Malfoy had said this, but he hadn't done it.
"you sure?"
"Of course, I'm sure... he was just a little confused, nothing more. Greyback attacked him. Madam Pomfrey said he would no longer look the same..." Ginny's voice trembled a little. "We don't know what the consequences will be. I mean, Greyback is a werewolf, but he was not deformed then."
"In addition... there are some other people on the ground... Both Neville and Professor Flitwick were injured, but Madam Pomfrey said they would recover. And an Auror died, he was caught by a huge golden The spell killed it and burned everything..." Hermione said, and Fanlin saw Hermione's slightly scorched hair. The flame definitely exploded beside Hermione.
But he waited at the observatory early and did nothing.
"You..." Fanlin touched Hermione's short hair with some distress.
"I think I might have short hair for a while."
"That must be pretty."
"Speaking of which, I also want to thank you Fanlin." Ginny said, "All the people gathered in the gold coin bar, maybe the hapless person who heard the sound died." Ginny said, "The members know. After this incident, everyone quickly stopped the awake guys, 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 surrounded another bed near the end of the ward.
They all raised their heads when they heard the door opening, and Tonks ran to Harry and hugged him.
Lupin came here too, looking worried.
"Are you two okay, Harry? Fanlin?"
"I'm fine," Harry said, "but Fanlin may have something wrong."
Harry recalled Fanlin's magic, the power of horror, and the cold and pale face after Fanlin came out.
"It's okay," Fanlin shook his head, rare. This time he didn't have to lie in Madam Pomfrey's hospital, but this time it was someone else.
"Harry and I had a fight with the Death Eaters at the school gate." Fanlin said, "A few died and others were injured, but I think I only need some magic liquid to recover. The food is good too." Fanlin quickly explained to Hermione, "So, how is Bill?"
Fan Lin was extremely concerned about this issue.
Speaking of. Although Bill is not very reliable, of course, it is just a daily behavior. Bill is a very character. Besides Fred and George, Bill and Fanlin play the best.
Ron can't, as for the others, Ginny is Hermione's best friend, and Charlie, Percy, and Fanlin are too far apart, and everyone feels cautious when communicating.
However, no one answered.
Fan Lin looked over Hermione's shoulder and found that an unknown face was lying on Bill's pillow. The severe cuts and poisoning made him look weird.
Madam Pomfrey was applying some pungent green ointments to him.
Harry remembered how Snape used his magic wand to repair Malfoy's sword wound very easily, which was the last magic spell Harry swayed.
"Can you fill them with magic or something," Harry asked the head nurse quickly.
"No magic can do this," said Madam Pomfrey. "I have tried all the methods I know, but none can heal the werewolf's bite."
"But he didn't bite on the full moon," Ron said. He stared at his brother's face and thought. He didn't know how to force her to heal Bill. I had to look at Bill blankly.
"Greyback, 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 is defiled. This is a healable injury. Now he may not be adequately treated and Bill may be able to There are some cruel characteristics.
"Dumbledore may know a little bit, but" Ron said. "Where is Dumbledore. Bill fought madly at his orders. He owed Bill and he couldn't leave under this situation."
"But, Ron..." Fanlin frowned, feeling troubled by Bill's injury, "Dumbledore is dead!"
Ron was stunned.
"No!" Lupin roared, then looked at Harry impulsively, as if hoping that the facts didn't want Fanlin to say.
But Harry said nothing, and Lupin slumped on the chair next to Bill, covering his face with his hands.
Harry had never seen Lupin lose control so much; he felt that he was being imposed on something.
"This is..." Ron stammered, looking at Fanlin for help.
Fanlin nodded slightly, indicating that what he said was true.
Fanlin tried his best to avoid such topics, but in any case, it was impossible to get around.
"So, how did he die," Tonks whispered. "what happened?"
"Snape killed him!" Harry said, "I was there, I saw everything, and we reached the astronomy tower because Malfoy was there... Dumbledore was already injured, he was weak but I wanted to be When we heard footsteps coming from the stairs, he realized that it was a trap. He stopped me. I couldn't do anything. I was in the invisibility cloak. Then Malfoy walked out from behind the door and was disarmed by him."
Luna covered her mouth, this elf-like girl was rare, showing a feeling of collapse.
"After that, more Death Eaters arrived, and Snape did just that, Avadaso Curse." Harry couldn't say it anymore.
Madam Pomfrey wept bitterly, but no one noticed her except Ginny.
"Quiet! Listen!" Madam Pomfrey tried to cover her mouth with her fingers. Some parts of her eyes were wide open in darkness. Harry had never heard of it. The phoenix was using a way. Singing: A shockingly beautiful eulogy.
Harry left, leaving the singing of the phoenix, but the music still surrounds him, not disappearing: it is his own grief, singing repeatedly like magic, echoing across the ground and through the castle windows. They stood there for a long time, listening, he didn't know or why listening to the sorrowful voice seemed to ease their pain.
Feeling that the door of the hospital opened again after a long time, Professor McGonagall walked in.
She seemed to be resting. She was tired of every battle that happened recently. Her face was scratched and her robe was wrinkled. "Molly and Arthur are on the way," she said.
The musical spell was broken, everyone was awakened from a daze, turned to look at Bill, and some others rubbed their eyes or shook their arms.
"Harry, what happened? According to Hagrid, you and Dumbledore are together again, so when did he...when did it happen."
"Snape killed Dumbledore" Harry said that she stared at him for a while ~EbookFREE.me~ and then shook; Madame Pomfrey seemed to shrink into a ball. As for Professor McGonagall, it was like With lightning strikes, Fanlin looked at Professor McGonagall's body as if it were nailed to the floor.
"Snape is a very skilled mind-shielding man," Lupin said, his voice sharp. "We all know it."
"But Dumbledore swears that he is on our side!" Tonks whispered. "I kept thinking Dumbledore knew something about Snape, and we didn't know..."
"He has always hinted that he has a firm reason to trust Snape," Professor McGonagall murmured, "I mean...about Snape's history...Of course people know a little bit...but Dumbledore Tell me clearly that Snape's repentance is absolutely sincere-can no longer listen to words against him!"
"I want to know what Snape told him that made him so convinced," Tonks said.
"I know" Harry said, and everyone turned to look at him. "Snape sent a message to Voldemort that Voldemort killed my parents, and then Snape told Dumbledore that he recognized what he did and sincerely apologized for what he did. Unfortunately, they all died. Now," everyone stared at him.
"Dumbledore believed those?" Lupin said suspiciously. "Dumbledore believed that Snape regretted James' death? Snape hated James..."
"He didn't consider my mother to be condemned," Harry said, "because she was of Muggle origin...'hybrid' he called her..."
No one asked how Harry knew. Everyone seemed to be in fear, trying to accept the unbelievable facts and everything that happened.
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