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, "The students bumped into us almost immediately and told us what had happened. A few minutes later we found the Death Eaters running towards the Astronomy Tower. Malfoy apparently did not expect With so many people on guard, he seemed to run out of his stealth smoke/fog/bombs quickly. The fight broke out, they dispersed, and we went up to chase. A Death Eater named Gibbon broke through and ran towards the tower's Run up the stairs—"

"To cast the Dark Mark?" Harry asked.

"Yes, of course, they must have arranged it before they left the Room of Requirement," said Lupin, "but I don't think Gibbon would be willing to wait for Dumbledore by himself, because He went back downstairs to join the fight, only to be hit by a Killing Curse that missed me."

"Ron and Hermione staring at the Room of Requirement with Ginny and Neville," Harry said, turning to Gwen, "then are you—?"

"Outside Snape's office, yeah," Gwen whispered, tears in her eyes, "with Luna. We've been outside for a long time and nothing has happened. ...we don't know what's going on upstairs, the Marauder's Map is at Ron's... Near midnight I heard smoke/fog/bombing upstairs and rushed straight into Snape's office to find him. Then Professor Flitwick came, and we heard him say Snape had to go back with him to help, and Snape stunned Flitwick and Luna. And then—"

"What?" Harry urged her.

"I'm so stupid...it's all my fault!" Gwen whispered in a shrill voice, "He said he was going to help fight the Death Eaters, and I had to get back right away. The dormitory... otherwise Luna and I will lie in the basement together..."

She covered her face in shame and continued speaking from between her fingers, so her voice was a little dull.

"It's not your fault," Lupin affirmed. "Gwen, if you hadn't heeded Snape's words, he might have killed you and Luna."

"I thought I told you to stop him from getting in," Gwen felt Harry trying to contain his anger and try not to accuse himself, "Why did you go to him? Why did he just... let you go..."

Hermione and Ron both thought Harry's suspicion was rude, and to be fair, even if they had doubts about Snape, they were still stubborn when the Death Eaters sneaked into Hogwarts to make trouble It's reasonable to assume that the former professor would come forward to protect the students.

But Gwen didn't think so much, after all, she thought Snape had to carry out Dumbledore's suspended animation plan, so she rushed in to provide him with information - and she was planning to explain, But opened his mouth: "I can't say."

"Can't you say?" Harry was really angry this time.

"Wait a minute," George looked away from his brother, looking fixedly at Gwen, "why can't you say it?"

"Because I can't tell, you know why!" Gwen was about to cry, but the gold thread on her tongue still wouldn't let her go.

"This matter is very important," George stared at Gwen's mouth, "We must have a good chat later."

Ginny patted George, "You can't do this to her, it's not her fault."

George froze for a moment, and understood the strange eyes of others, who thought they blamed Gwen for tonight: "No, of course it's not Gwen's fault - if It's the old Bat's fault too - I mean, Gwen can't say it's worth discussing."

Gwen was also stunned, and tried again to tell the truth he knew. Although the outcome of the matter could no longer be bad, Dumbledore's plan should be known to the members of the Order of the Phoenix. Even if they found out that they had provided the murderer with a fake wand, and knew early on of Dumbledore's plan to arrange for Snape to kill him, and thus resented and blamed her, Gwen wanted to tell her friends.

Of course, she soon understood what George meant. Because Dumbledore's hellish spell on her was still holding her down.

"We went on, then Snape went upstairs," said Harry, who seemed to see Snape running up the marble staircase, his black robe flowing as usual behind him As he ran, he drew his wand from his robe, "Then he found the place where you fought..."

"We're in trouble, we're at a disadvantage," Tonks whispered. "Gibbon is down, but the other Death Eaters seem to be fighting to the end. Neville is wounded, Bill was slammed by Fenrir Greyback...it was dark...the spell was flying everywhere...the boy Malfoy was gone, he must have slipped, down the turret on the stairs...and more food The Dead Apostles followed him, and some of them enchanted the stairs behind them... Neville swooped in and was bounced into the air—"

"None of us can break through the magic barrier," said Ron, "the big Death Eater is still throwing spells all around, and the spells bounce off the walls and come close to hitting hit us..."

"Then Snape showed up," Tonks said, "and then he disappeared—"

"I saw him running towards us, but a spell from that big Death Eater happened to be calling. After I avoided the spell, Snape disappeared." Kim Ni said.

"I saw him run directly past the magic barrier, as if the magic barrier didn't exist." Lupin said, "I tried to dash after him, and was thrown like Neville. In the air..."

"He must be familiar with a spell we don't know about," McGonagall whispered, "after all—he's a Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher...I thought he was busy chasing and escaping the tower. The Death Eaters..."

"He is," said Harry furiously, "but he's going after them to help them, not stop them...I bet there's a Dark Mark to get through that barrier - well, he's from What happened after going upstairs?"

"Well, the big Death Eater happened to cast a spell, smashed half of the ceiling down, and broke the magic barrier blocking the stairs," Lupin said, "We—we Those in the middle dashed forward. Then Snape and the boy appeared in the dust—apparently none of us attacked them—"

"Let them pass," Tonks said in a hollow voice, "We thought they were being chased by the Death Eaters—then the other Death Eaters and Fenrir Grey Burke is back and we fight again - I think I heard Snape shout, but don't know what he's shouting -"

"He yelled: 'It's over,'" said Harry, "that is, he did what he was going to do."

Everyone was silent, and a sudden, uncomfortable thought flooded Harry's mind... Have they taken Dumbledore's body from under the tower? What will happen next? Where will Dumbledore rest? His fists clenched tighter in his pockets, and he could feel the small, cold fake Horcrux against the knuckle of his right hand.

"We also saw Moody," Gwen said. "He's been outside the castle."

Lupin and Tonks were a little surprised: "There is no Alastor on duty tonight."

"I know what's going on," Harry shook his head, as if to shake off some thoughts, "Dumbledore used the Patronus to notify Moody that he needed his help."

"As far as I know, Moody and Diggory came to Hogwarts together." Professor McGonagall took a deep breath and said, "Then their appearance was arranged by Dumbledore ."

The door of the hospital was suddenly knocked open, and everyone was startled. The Weasleys strode in, followed by Fleur, her beautiful face full of fear.

"Molly—Arthur—" Professor McGonagall jumped up to greet them, "I'm sorry—"

"Bill," Mrs. Weasley whispered. She saw Bill's **** face and hurried past Professor McGonagall. "Oh, Bill!"

Lupin and Tonks stood up quickly, took a few steps back, and let the Weasleys approach the bed. Mrs Weasley bent down and kissed her son's **** forehead.

"You mean Fenrir Greyback attacked him?" Mr. Weasley asked Professor McGonagall worriedly, "'Fenrir Greyback was not a wolf '? What does that mean? What will happen to Bill?"

"We don't know yet," replied Professor McGonagall, looking helplessly at Lupin.

"There may be some changes, Arthur," Lupin said. "It's rare, it may be special... We don't know what he'll be like when he wakes up..."

Mrs. Weasley took the unpleasant ointment from Madam Pomfrey and began to apply it to Bill's wound.

"So Dumbledore..." Mr. Weasley asked, "Minerva, is it true... he is true..."

When Professor McGonagall nodded, Gwen noticed Ginny approaching her, squinting at Fleur who was staring down at Bill with a stunned expression on his face . Gwen was nervous and grabbed Ginny's hand.

"Dumbledore is dead." Mr. Weasley whispered, but Mrs. Weasley kept her eyes fixed on her son. She began to sob and tears fell on Bill's scarred face.

"Of course, looks don't matter...it doesn't really matter...but he's always been a handsome-kid...has been handsome...he's meant to be-married!"

"What do you mean?" Fleur suddenly said loudly, "What do you mean, he was going to get married?"

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