some magical Hogwarts

Chapter 1101 The deceased will not die and will rise again!

Hogwarts Express,

Like an old car, it made a creaking sound of hitting the rails, and finally came to a slow stop at the station with a plop.

The Hogwarts platform arrived, and the students got off the train in a hurry.

As veterans in the seventh grade, Harry and Ron huddled in the crowd and walked towards the Thestral carriage with ease.

The station was full of voices, especially the first-year little wizard, who was extremely disturbed.

A little wizard, surrounded by crowds, ran stumblingly and accidentally bumped into Ron's arms.

He blushed, looked at Ron, who was much taller than him, and stammered in a low voice, "Yes... I'm sorry..."

"Can't hear you!" Ron rolled his eyes and said with a smirk, "The voice is so low, you still want to attend the sorting ceremony?!"'

The little wizard was frightened by the freckled red-haired demon in front of him, and he said in a trembling voice, "I'm sorry!!"

"Can't hear it, just can't hear it!" Ron purposely put on a straight face, threatening: "Do it all over again!"

The little wizard was frightened and cried. This is Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, it is clearly Hogwarts School for the Deaf.

At this time, Hagrid's rough voice sounded, he held up the oil lamp, and said in a thunderous voice: "First-year students, all come to me!"

Ron had a good time, pushed the dazed little wizard, and sent him to Hagrid.

Then, he put his arms around Harry's shoulders excitedly, and said happily:

"Harry, the old students in the seventh grade are cool, after William and his class graduate this year, we will be the biggest in the whole school!

Do whatever you want in the future, have you seen that child's expression?
Haha ...

Oops, I just forgot to tell him that the branch needs to fight the trolls..."

Ron babbled, and seemed to find it amusing.

Harry didn't speak, but just greedily looked at the familiar scenery, as if he wanted to engrave it in his heart.

"Harry, Harry!" Ron shook his shoulder.

Only then did Harry recover from his trance: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong with you!" said Ron. "On the way, it depends on whether you are out of your mind. Did something happen?"

"No." Harry smiled, but it was uglier than crying. "I'm just too reluctant to part with everything here, and I can't get enough of it."

"You are exaggerating, we still have a year to graduate." Ron frowned and said, "Did you get any information?"

"The twins refuse to tell me anything about the Order of the Phoenix."

Ron said thoughtfully:
"Speaking of which, this journey is indeed strange, have you seen Hermione?
She is the new president of the female student union, and she didn't show up on the train... She stopped coming after William graduated. "

"Probably went on a mission." Harry said vaguely, "She was a member of the Order of the Phoenix first, and then the president of the Female Student Council."

"I want to go on a mission too!" Ron shrugged, whistled, and said in an envious tone: "This way you don't have to go to school, do endless homework, and have exams..."

Ron waved his fist and said angrily:

"But George and Fred laughed at me and said that if I were thrown out on a mission and couldn't last a month, they would complain about the lack of delicious food...a warm bed...crying to go home... ..."

Ron seemed like a bitter woman, complaining:

"Could it be that I'm so unbearable in their eyes? I'm their younger brother!"

Harry didn't speak, but turned his head suddenly, and he saw Malfoy who was also pale.

The two looked at each other, instead of arguing, fighting, or mocking each other as they did in the past, they just passed by.

It was only for a split second that Harry saw Malfoy nodding indiscernibly.

Harry understood that he wasn't the only one who grew up instantly.

It's just that the price of this kind of growth is so painful.

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William sat in a staff chair and watched the students file in.

Most of them were familiar faces, with some young wizards waiting to be sorted among them. They all stared at him curiously, and then whispered.

Sitting at the desk of the faculty and staff, there is such a young and handsome professor, without even thinking about it... this is the national idol William Stark.

Otherwise, could it be beside him, that middle-aged gloomy old man with greasy hair like a bat?
As the students all entered the auditorium, everyone found a strange thing:

Professor Dumbledore is not here!

This is a very bizarre thing, at least in the past seven years, he has never been absent from the sorting ceremony.

Many young wizards are looking for information from the ghosts of their respective colleges.

It's a pity that they all kept their mouths shut and their expressions were extremely serious.

They were not so solemn when they turned into ghosts to attend their own funeral.

At this time, the Sorting Hat opened its mouth.It's time for the annual Sorting Hat album launch event again.

But it didn't boast of its own ability and the characteristics of the four colleges as it did in the past.

Just listen to the ethereal and sad singing of the Sorting Hat.

"Home is behind,
world ahead,

traveling thousands of miles,
through the shadows,

till the end of the night

Until I see the sky full of stars,

foggy shadows,

covered by dark clouds,

will dissipate,

all will……"

The singing was suddenly drowned out.

The voice was high-pitched, cold, and clear, and it came from nowhere, as if it came from the wall itself.

"I know that you are holding the sorting ceremony, and I have no intention of interrupting this ancient process.

But after this battle, there are no other houses, only Slytherin..."

There were screams among the students, and some huddled together, looking around in horror for the source of the sound.

"My army of Death Eaters has approached the city and surrounded this ancient castle;
My servants are about to take over the Ministry of Magic; my allies have trapped Dumbledore from his return.

I know you will resist, but the effort is useless.

You are no match for me.I don't want to kill you guys.I have a lot of respect for the teachers at Hogwarts, and I don't want wizards to bleed. "

William raised his wand, and Voldemort's voice began to fade, then intermittently, as if there was a bad connection, or a cry from the depths of the sea.

"Stark...William." Voldemort had sensed who was casting magic and blocked his voice.

"Wait...don't go back to Dumbledore, he was held back by an old friend.

This war...you have lost.

I... admire you very much, how about working with... me?

I can make sure... your friends don't die, even if they're Mudbloods.

I can bring you infinite glory and become the second only to me among the Death Eaters...as long as you swear allegiance to me..."

There was silence in the auditorium, and this moment of tranquility oppressed people's blood vessels.

The students of the four colleges quietly watched the man who was so recruited by the Dark Lord, and made a choice.

William stood up, and he looked around, his voice echoing throughout Hogwarts.

"Tom, of course I can pledge my allegiance to you...

As long as you pay back the wizards killed since the outbreak of the war, the centaurs, giants, and werewolves who died in battle... and pay back the lives of those innocent Muggles... I will be loyal to you!

As long as you pay back the heinous crimes you committed in the past 70 years; as long as those survivors whose families were destroyed and whose wives were separated because of you can avenge...

When your soul is completely dead, I cut off your head to make a chamber pot, and all your Death Eater minions are wiped out... I will serve you all! ! "

William's murderous voice came from Hogwarts Castle, across the Black Lake, and covered the entire Forbidden Forest.

"This is your final answer? What a pity."

Voldemort's voice was completely unable to enter Hogwarts, only the Death Eater army behind him could hear it.

But he didn't get angry, who would care about a dead man?

"In that case..." The Dark Lord waved his arms and said:

"Attack, destroy... Stark, occupy Hogwarts!"

The army of Death Eaters apparated continuously and rushed towards Hogwarts Castle.

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The enchanted ceiling of the Great Hall was dark and starry.

William's voice was still echoing.

The students sitting at the long table, the little first-year wizards, the ghosts of milky white figures... Whether they were dead or alive, every pair of eyes was fixed on William.

Some people were terrified, some were confused, and some students were infected by William's words, knocking on the table and applauding loudly.

William raised his hand and stopped all the hustle and bustle. He looked at these former classmates and current students,

whispered:
"As you have seen, Voldemort has arrived with an army of Death Eaters. War is about to break out, and you must leave here."

Hundreds of students stood up from the table at the same time, and they shouted passionately:
"William, what if we want to stay and fight?"

"No, I won't allow you to go to the battlefield unless the professor is dead!" Professor McGonagall shouted excitedly.

Professor McGonagall would never forgive himself if a student died at Hogwarts.

"Why should we stay behind?" Ginny stood up and shouted:

"We want to go to the battlefield for no less reason than anyone else! We also want to fight for our loved ones, you shouldn't doubt our courage!"

"Gryffindor once said..." William said:

"The hymn of mankind is the hymn of courage, and the greatness of mankind is the greatness of courage."

He looked at this group of fresh and young students, and said seriously:
"I never doubted your courage, but war is the domain of grown-ups, of trained warriors.

It is not enough to rely on passion alone, strength, wisdom, cunning, and fighting spirit are all indispensable.

I believe in you, you will be great fighters, but not tonight. "

William looked at everyone, his voice echoed in the auditorium.

"The dead are not dead, they will rise again, and the force will be stronger... I hope that after this war, I can see you again."

He raised his wine glass and said, "Masters, drink to win!"

All students...whether Ravenclaw, Gryffindor Hufflepuff, or Slytherin...the four houses, at this moment, raised their glasses.

William drank it down.

The door key made from the wine glass opened, and all the students disappeared together.

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(End of this chapter)