A Magical Journey Starting at Hogwarts

Chapter 568 Anger is a sign of incompetence, Dumbledore’s relief

"Old bastard."

The missing body gritted its teeth and looked at Dumbledore's corpse, and resisted the urge to whip the corpse.

He put away the resurrection potion and did not think about giving Dumbledore a second life. The immortal was not worth it.

As the saying goes, 'When a man is about to die, his words are also kind.' But before Dumbledore died, he also found a way to kidnap him morally. Although he didn't take it to heart at all, he still felt unhappy.

But that's not important. What's important is the words 'What if you don't escape from Voldemort'? This is obviously putting pressure on him, forcing him to protect Harry Potter.

"If I were just a junior Grand Mage, I might have been bluffed by you, but unfortunately I am now an Intermediate Grand Mage.

Besides, I'm just a clone, so let's leave the main body a headache as to how to do it! "The missing body said, transferring the memory to the main body, then picked up Abe and walked towards the Slytherin common room.

As for the melee that happened in Hogwarts, he could only pretend to turn a blind eye, and those Death Eaters seemed to be very sensible, and they decided to take a detour when they saw his face.

On the other side, Aaron successfully broke through the defensive barrier of Hogwarts.

Not long after entering the castle, I saw Professor Snape pulling Draco towards the gate and fleeing, with the Carrow brothers, Bella and Fenrir following closely behind them.

"It's such a mess!" Aaron murmured, "Some people are struggling to get in, while others are eager to get out."

"Snape," Harry yelled and chased after him, "He trusts you."

"Confinement quickly!"

A white curse hit Snape, but he deflected the blow with just a flick of his wand.

"Fight back, you coward, fight back." Harry cursed sadly and angrily.

boom!

Bellatrix suddenly struck out and knocked Harry away. She let out a maniacal laugh and was about to go over and strike again.

"No, he is the prey of the Dark Lord." Snape warned righteously. The other party suddenly stopped laughing and led Draco towards the edge of the castle.

They can disapparate once they leave Hogwarts, and then they are truly safe.

Snape took a deep look at Harry, who was lying on the ground groaning in pain, and turned away with a cold expression.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

Harry climbed up with difficulty and pointed his wand at Snape's back.

Snape quickly waved his wand, defeating the Shadowless Curse and knocking Harry away again.

This time he seemed to be unbearable, and walked up to Harry with a sullen face, "How dare you use the spell I invented against me, Potter?

Yes, I am the Half-Blood Prince. "

Harry gasped, his eyes filled with disbelief, but then disdain.

"Then kill me, coward."

"No, call me a coward." Snape looked extremely angry, because Harry's father often insulted him like this when he relied on the power of numbers to bully him.

Now Harry scolded him like this, which suddenly revealed the scars from his youth. In anger, he pointed his wand at Harry.

"Professor, it's almost time. Please stay calm." Aaron suddenly interjected, "If you hurt your hand, that person will be angry."

"snort!"

Snape snorted and put down his wand angrily.

He knew in his heart that the 'person' Aaron was talking about was not Voldemort, but Harry's mother.

For Lily's sake, let him go this time, otherwise he won't be able to swallow his breath without a few curses.

Harry watched helplessly as Snape Disapparated, the anger and hatred in his eyes almost solidifying.

"Hey!" Aaron waved his hand in front of Harry's eyes, "Come back to your senses, they are all gone."

"Why didn't you stop them?" Harry asked, "You obviously have that ability..."

"Actually, no." Aaron spread his hands, "The contract I signed with Voldemort is a kind of protection for me, but it also limits my actions."

"Haha!" Harry smiled sarcastically, "Like Snape, you are also a coward."

"Huh?" Aaron raised his eyebrows, "Say it again."

"coward!"

boom!

Without saying a word, Aaron raised his fist and hit Harry in the face.

He was not Snape, nor Dumbledore, so he had no reason to spoil Harry Potter.

A trace of blood seeped out from the corner of Harry's mouth, and he struggled to stand up, "Did I say something wrong?"

"It's wrong, and it's very wrong." Aaron said calmly.

"Dumbledore was killed by Snape, but you were indifferent. The Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic fought desperately with the Death Eaters, but you turned a deaf ear. Just now, you let a group of murderers leave.

I misjudged you. Unfortunately, I always thought you would be an ally of the Order of the Phoenix. "

"So?" Aaron asked disdainfully, "Should I take the initiative to tear up the contract, kill five of them, and then, under the forced guidance of the contract, send myself to the Dark Lord with both hands offering the secret of immortality and... My own life?”

Harry was speechless. He didn't know what to say.

He was very angry because of Dumbledore's death, and wanted to curse, beat, and even kill and destroy people. Aaron, who had been standing by and watching, was undoubtedly the best person to vent his anger to, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face.

"Harry Potter, the great savior, please think carefully, have I really done nothing?" Aaron looked at him meaningfully and asked, "I was the one who gave Draco the idea to let him The meaningless assassination operations were stopped and no unnecessary casualties were caused.

I delayed for Dumbledore, but who would have thought that Professor Snape would suddenly kill him with the killing curse, but I at least saved enough face for him.

I warned Bella and the others that they would restrain themselves even if Hogwarts fell in the future.

I also asked Klea to prepare in advance and block the common rooms of the four colleges with defensive barriers to protect the lower grade students to the maximum extent. The ferocious werewolves like Fenrir had no chance of harming them.

But what about you? What did you do again? "

"I..."

"Apart from being incompetent and furious, what else have you done?" Aaron asked aggressively, "Dumbledore probably didn't let you run out, right? Do you think you are strong? You can't even defeat Bellatrix. Where can I find the courage to challenge five of them...five and a half, Draco counts as half.

Fortunately, that prophecy made the Death Eaters fear you, otherwise you would never be alive now. If Dumbledore knew that you were so impulsive, he might be able to survive in anger. "

Hearing this, Harry suddenly felt like he had been stabbed in the chest, and the bloody pain was even worse than the heartbreaking pain.

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"Feel sorry."

"You can clearly realize your mistake and sincerely apologize to me." Aaron hesitated for a while, "I will consider accepting it."

"But you really shouldn't have signed that contract with Voldemort.

Dumbledore and I were also at your house at that time, and he could definitely protect your safety. "

Aaron blinked blankly, do you want to listen to what you are saying? I'm afraid you don't know how bad that bad old man is.

In the deal with Voldemort, he would suffer a small loss at most, but in the long run he would still make a profit. But in the deal with Dumbledore, he might have to count the money for him if he is sold!

"I don't have the identity of a savior, nor am I the person in the prophecy. Dumbledore's protection of me is definitely not as good as yours, and Voldemort even values ​​me more than you.

In other words, if I had left with you, I would probably become your shield.

Believe it or not, this is what I think. "

Harry's mouth twitched and he was speechless for a moment.

What he said was reasonable and well-founded, and he had no way to refute it, at least from Aaron's perspective he couldn't find anything wrong with it.

"Unlike you, for me the prerequisite for winning is to be invincible.

In ten years, I am confident that I will surpass Voldemort in ten years.

I was very naive at the time, thinking that since the Order of the Phoenix had been fighting Death Eaters for so many years, it wouldn't be a problem to persist for another ten years.

As long as Dumbledore is alive, Voldemort will not dare to dance too much. The overall situation of the wizarding world is still stable. At most, the environment is a little depressed, so I feel relieved and made a deal with Voldemort.

As for you...that's purely incidental, because in my opinion, killing Dumbledore is much more difficult than killing Harry Potter.

But he never expected that Dumbledore only lasted less than a year...

I can only count on you now. Live well Harry. If you die, I will have to throw myself into a trap due to lack of strength. "

Harry:......

"Go back first! Go see Dumbledore off."

The two returned to the castle in silence. By this time, the melee had ended. After all, the number of Death Eaters was small. Most of them had escaped, and only one or two were left behind.

More and more students came out of the dormitory, looking for the traces left by the Death Eaters, and gradually they all came to the bottom of the Dark Mark.

Dumbledore's body lay quietly on the lawn, and everyone was shocked.

Murmurs continued among the crowd, and some people had tears in their eyes, unwilling to believe that their principal had died like this.

Harry walked through the crowd with heavy steps, walked to Dumbledore and squatted down.

He held back his tears and wiped the blood from the corner of Dumbledore's mouth, and protected him all the time. The old man who was the best to him left this world.

He hadn't been this sad since Sirius died.

This was an unacceptable reality, but he had to accept it, but the heartache could not be calmed by accepting it.

"Harry." Ginny stepped forward and grabbed his hand, comforting softly: "You can't stay here, let's go!"

"No, I'm not leaving."

"You have to cheer up and go to the school hospital with me."

"I'm not hurt."

"This is Professor McGonagall's order. Everyone is there, Ron, Hermione, Celia, Lupin..."

Harry was stunned for a moment, as if he had thought of something, and asked in horror: "Who else is in trouble? Malfoy said that another person may be dead."

"It's Bill." Ginny said worriedly, her voice trembling. "He was seriously injured. Fenrir Greyback attacked him.

But he's still alive, but are there any side effects... Fenrir Greyback is a werewolf, and we don't know if he'll be the same as before. "

"Today is not a full moon. As long as Fenrir does not transform into a werewolf, Bill will not be transformed into a werewolf." Aaron explained, "But there must be some sequelae. Fenrir likes to eat human flesh raw. His teeth say Maybe there’s some kind of special wolfsbane, but it shouldn’t be that serious.”

"Where are the others? Are the others okay?" Harry asked.

"Neville was injured, Professor Flitwick also fell into a coma, but the others were fine.

Harry, everyone is waiting for you in the school hospital. Only you and Dumbledore are leaving tonight. Maybe you can tell us what happened. "

"Then Dumbledore..."

"Leave it to me!" Hagrid picked up Dumbledore's body with tears in his eyes and walked away from the crowd with difficulty.

"You go ahead, I won't go there. If necessary, just ask Klea to inform me." Aaron waved his hand and turned around to leave.

...

More than an hour later, Aaron, Missing Body and Klea gathered in the Hall of Divine Sound.

"Harry told them that Professor Snape killed Dumbledore. They didn't want to believe it at first, but Harry convinced them." Clea pursed her lips and said, "Professor Trelawney did that. When a prophecy about Harry and Voldemort was made, Professor Snape was eavesdropping outside, but he was discovered halfway through, and then..."

"Then he was thrown out of the Hog's Head pub. He told Voldemort about half of the prophecy, which led to the death of Harry's parents."

"Yes, Harry said that Professor Snape regretted it after knowing the consequences, so he became loyal to Dumbledore and became a double agent.

This was Dumbledore's reason to believe him, and it was also the reason to convince others of Snape's betrayal. After all, it sounded somewhat absurd. "

"Of course it's ridiculous." Aaron said speechlessly, "I saw Snape killing Dumbledore with my own eyes. Now in Harry's eyes, Snape is a heinous bad guy. Even if he acted like a saint before, Harry still can't." He will find reasons to overthrow the image of a saint, not to mention that Professor Snape has never been a good person in his heart."

"Fortunately, you took precautions and got Professor Snape's memory, otherwise he... would be too miserable." Klea felt sad, "You went with them tonight, did you get the Horcrux? "

"No." Aaron shook his head heartbrokenly, "Tonight's work is in vain. The Horcrux is fake and was even transferred more than ten years ago."

Missing Body poured three glasses of wine and added some cheering agent in it, "Have a drink, now we need to clear up our mood."

Aaron nodded, picked up the wine glass and drank it in one gulp, "The person who packaged the Horcrux was Regulus Black, who is considered a figure.

But he probably never dreamed that his act of justice would make Dumbledore's hard work in vain, let alone that Voldemort had seven Horcruxes. "

"Tonight was full of excitement, but if you think about it carefully, only Dumbledore died. Other than that, there were almost no casualties." The missing body said, "And I watched him die with my own eyes. He was not sad when he died. There is no regret, no pain, but full of relaxation and relief, a feeling of finally being relieved.”

"This is not so surprising." Klea said, "When he knew that he would not live long, he didn't worry much, but was quite optimistic.

At his age, death is not unacceptable, and he may not..."

"Not necessarily what?" Aaron and the missing body asked at the same time.

"nothing."