Vol 2 Chapter 1211:

In short, Dumbledore's funeral ended here.
With the exit of the mermaid, the teachers and students of Hogwarts also left.
Dumbledore was buried forever on the island in the middle of the lake. In fact, Fanlin had been considering whether Voldemort would follow the instructions to take Dumbledore’s wand, but now, the wand belongs to Malfoy, and After that, the wand would belong to Harry.
However, will Voldemort, who has gained the power of death, lose control of the wand?
At least, in Greece, there had been such a situation, the old wand even almost got out of Dumbledore's control.
It can be said that this is a powerful magic wand, but it is not easy to use.
Dumbledore was obviously aware of this problem, and it was obviously not too difficult to accept the old wand for Voldemort.
Of course, now Dumbledore doesn’t need to think about it anymore. In fact, Dumbledore did not really leave, so many things need to be handled by himself. Naturally, this candidate is Rutherford, who needs to take Dumbledore’s body. The old bat brought to the extreme.
But in fact, there are still a lot of troubles. The clearest idea is Dumbledore, and because of his departure, many things could not be unfolded, such as arrangements for the future, which caused Harry to fall into confusion, and then He became sober again in an instant, at least Harry is currently like this.
Harry turned his head to look at Ginny, and then at his three friends. Ron's face was distorted by the direct sunlight, Hermione's face was shining with tears, Fanlin was lowering his head, and Jin Ni did not continue to cry.
She responded to Harry's gaze, her eyes firm and hot.
When Ginny came to hug him after the Quidditch game in which Harry was absent, Harry had seen her look like that, and they had a sharp heart at that moment. Harry knew that when he told Ginny of his decision, she would definitely accept his decision and would not say "careful" or "don't do it" because they were expecting the same thing.
Harry took a deep breath. He made up his mind to say what he had wanted to say since Dumbledore's death. Although this made his whole body tremble, Harry had to do it.
Harry's change also successfully attracted the attention of several people in Fanlin.
"Hey! Ginny, listen..." Harry said calmly, people were standing up, the buzzing conversations getting louder and louder, "I can't bother you anymore. We have to stop meeting. We...we can't Together."
"What?" Hermione looked very shocked, "You are crazy..."
"Let Harry finish, Hermione!" Fanlin said, and Harry glanced at Fanlin gratefully, then moved his gaze to Ginny.
Harry hesitated a little. In fact, he thought about this for a long time, and he had plucked up his courage, but in fact, as soon as he said it, Harry couldn't help but regret it.
Are you too irresponsible?
Will Ginny...
But Ginny didn't react too much, she said with a weird twisted smile, "You must have your noble but stupid reason, right?"
To be honest, the reaction was so terrible that Harry stuttered a little.
"I, I mean... it seems... as if something shouldn’t belong to someone’s life, these few weeks with you... "Harry was still talking," but I No... we can't... I must do these things alone now."
Ginny looked at him blankly, not crying, she just looked at him.
"Voldemort can almost use his enemies. He used you as bait only because you are my best friend's sister. If we continue to be together, you will be more dangerous. He will know, he will I understand. He will try to find me through you." Harry said hurriedly. He wanted to say that I didn't love you, but...
This seems to only make things worse.
"What if I don't care?" Ginny said cruelly.
"But I care," Harry said. "If it were your funeral today, how do you think I would feel...it would be caused by me..."
Ginny turned her head away from him and turned her gaze to the lake.
"I never gave up on you," she said, "I didn't really give up. I hope... Hermione told me to live a good life, try to date someone, and relax in front of you. I never gave up when you were there before. You don’t speak, remember? She said that if I behave a little more myself, maybe you will notice me."
"Smart girl, that Hermione..." Harry said, squeezing a smile, "I wish we had started earlier so that we might have been together for a long time... months... maybe years... "
"But you are going to be busy saving the world," Ginny laughed, "Uh...I am not surprised actually, I know the ending will be like this. I know that you will be truly happy only when you end up with Voldemort. Maybe I am because I like you so much."
These words made Harry heartbroken. He even felt that if he sat next to her, he and her could not be cut off.
He saw Fanlin hugging Hermione and stroking her head, she leaned on his shoulders and wept, and tears flowed down his long nose.
And Ron's complex face, maybe because of his sister, or maybe because of himself?
It's hard to describe Ron's feelings like this.
Suddenly, Ron turned his head, and there seemed to be someone watching him. This look made him feel very familiar, and he had been with him all year.
Harry stood up in pain, turned his back to the graves of Ginny and Dumbledore, and walked along the lake...
Harry stood up in agony, turned his back to Ginny and Dumbledore’s graves, and walked along the lake... It’s easier to stand up and walk around than sitting there. It’s like finding the Horcrux as quickly as possible and killing Voldemort It feels much better to wait.
Although, this is likely to end in failure, it is Voldemort, Harry's countless testimony, about Voldemort's past, Voldemort's present, and even his future, his strength, everything about him.
Can he really kill Voldemort?
Even if you find the remaining two Horcruxes and destroy them, what about after this?
Will Voldemort be weakened to the point that even he can easily defeat it?
It’s like Dumbledore, being disarmed by Malfoy, so much so that Dumbledore was even in front of Snape.
"Harry!" He suddenly heard someone calling him, Harry turned his head, Scrimgeour was walking along the lakeshore, leaning on crutches, and limping towards Harry.
"I want to talk to you... Do you mind if I walk with you?"
"Don't mind." Harry said difficultly. Although Harry wanted to refuse, after Dumbledore's death, it seemed that only Scrimgeour could support him with fanfare.
Helpless, Harry had to continue to walk forward.
"Harry, this is really a terrible tragedy," Scrimgeour said quietly. "I can't describe how shocked I was when I heard about it. Dumbledore is a very great wizard. You know, although We have different opinions, but no one knows the meaning of the name Dumbledore better than me, or ordinary people can’t appreciate the weight of the name, but whether it is you or me, or your friends,..."
"So... what do you want to do?" Harry asked coldly.
Harry was very upset about Scrimgeour's words.
At Dumbledore’s funeral, he said that although he did not agree with Dumbledore, he clearly knew the importance of Dumbledore.
What is the difference between this and being ironic?
Because Dumbledore was wrong, he ended up like this?
It was hard for Harry not to think of Scrimgeour in other ways. Especially they are right next to Dumbledore's tomb.
Scrimgeour began to look a little annoyed, and Harry's attitude angered him. In his opinion, Dumbledore's people really had some problems. It could be said that he didn't know how to praise.
However, as Minister of Magic, naturally, Scrimgeour had his own way and had no unnecessary thoughts. Scrimgeour immediately changed a sad and sympathetic expression.
"Of course, you are very at a loss now," Scrimgeour said sadly, "I know you are very close to Dumbledore. I think you may be his favorite student. The relationship between you two is for you ..."
"So, what do you want to do?" Harry interrupted him and asked again. He really listened too much to unnutritious compliments, like Cornelius Fudge in the past, so did Umbridge, and everyone who came to Hogwarts was like that in the first place.
Scrimgeour stopped too. He leaned on crutches and stared at Harry. His expression was very unnatural now. Then, immediately, Scrimgeour calmed down again, and now he was different from Connelly. Up.
"What I want to know is something about you and Dumbledore leaving the school, and then some words about the night he died."
"Who said that?" Harry asked rhetorically, not wanting to say it.
"Someone stunned a Death Eater in the tower after Dumbledore died. There are two broomsticks there. We can connect the two things, Harry."
"I'm very happy to hear this. At least, you have a pair of eyes that are good at presenting things, especially when it comes to dealing with things later." Harry said.
"You are challenging..."
"I just told what I saw, people from the Ministry of Magic, Minister, it's not that they can't tell the difference, right?"
"So..." Scrimgeour took a deep breath, "Can and me..."
"Oh, well, I'm indeed with Dumbledore. It is my responsibility to do what I should do. And he doesn't want others to know." Harry said coldly, even Scrimgeour had already I have seen it, but Harry didn't want to reveal a word.
"Such loyalty is really admirable, of course," Scrimgeour said, and he seemed to be struggling to control his emotions, "but Dumbledore is dead, Harry, he is dead."
"He will only leave when no one in the school is so loyal to him," Harry said, amused for himself deliberately making things difficult for Scrimgeour. This is the Minister of Magic. In Harry's eyes, this is There is no difference.
"My dear boy... In fact, Dumbledore cannot come back from there..."
"I never said he could, but you won't understand, and I have nothing to say to you."
Scrimgeour hesitated for a while, and then said in a very obvious and caring tone, "The Ministry of Magic can provide you with all kinds of protection, you know, Harry. I can place some Aurors at your command..."
Suddenly, Harry smiled.
"Voldemort wants to kill me himself, Minister, but now it seems that the Aurors can't stop him. So thank you very much for this help, but no need."
"So," Scrimgeour's voice became cold, "My request to you for Christmas..."
"What request? Oh, yes... just to tell the world what a great job you are doing in exchange for this..."
"Let people rebuild their morale!" Scrimgeour interrupted him suddenly. "This is very important, Harry, especially at such a critical time, you know, we just lost one..."
Harry paused, Scrimgeour was right, so Harry considered his words for a while.
"Release Stanson Parker immediately?"
Scrimgeour's face turned into an ugly purple, reminding him of Uncle Fernon, the Dursleys, and funny Muggles!
"I don't think you know exactly..."
"It's from Dumbledore, forever!" Harry said immediately. "This is doomed from the beginning, isn't it."
"Yes." Scrimgeour said loudly, and then he stood there.
Scrimgeour glared at him for a moment, then limped away without saying a word.
Harry saw that Percy and the minister's delegation were waiting for Scrimgeour. Observantly, Harry found that they glanced nervously at Hagrid and Glop, who were still choking in their seats. This is really...
The three of Van Linh, Hermione and Ron, walked past Scrimgeour who was walking in the opposite direction and hurriedly followed Harry; Harry turned around, slowed down, and waited for them to come up.
Then they sat under the shade of a beech tree, where they had a happy time.
"What does Scrimgeour want to do?" Hermione whispered.
"Same as he thought at Christmas," Harry said with a shrug. "He wants me to tell him what happened between me and Dumbledore, and then become the new propagandist for the Minister of Magic."
"Oh, poor Percy!" Fanlin said, "but this is not a wise choice, maybe we can talk to Scrimgeour."
"No," she grabbed Fanlin's arm and said firmly. "Although it is very unreliable, it will make me feel better!"
Suddenly, Harry smiled. Even Hermione grinned, but her smile faded away when she looked at the castle.
"I can't bear the fact that we will never come back again," she said softly, "how can Hogwarts shut down?"
"Maybe it won't turn off," Ron said in deep thought for a while~EbookFREE.me~ We are not more dangerous to stay here than we are at home, are they? Every place is the same now. I would even say Hogwarts is safer, there are more wizards protecting this place. "
"So, what do you think, Harry?" Fanlin asked.
"I think even if it doesn't close, I won't come again." Harry said frankly.
Ron looked at him dumbfounded, and Hermione said sadly, "I knew you would say that, but what are you going to do afterwards?"
"I will go back to Dursley's house because Dumbledore wants me to do this," Harry said, "but it will be a short stay, after which I will leave forever."
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