HP Magic Biography

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...to be back under a starry sky again, Harry had never felt more blessed.

The Atlantic Ocean was terribly cold, but Harry still insisted on holding Dumbledore firmly under his arm.

This was a failed trip, Harry thought, as he swam towards the nearest rock.

Fortunately, the sea here was calm enough, perhaps because it was in the center of the reef area, which was visible to the naked eye, and Harry easily found his footing.

Harry helped Dumbledore to the nearest rock, and walked up himself.

He supported Dumbledore's wet and trembling body, trying to concentrate on the destination they were going to: Hogsmeade. Harry closed his eyes and gripped Dumbledore's arm tightly, and then he felt uncomfortable.

Disapparating with Dumbledore, something Harry had never thought of before, made Harry regret not letting Fawkes come with him.

However, according to Dumbledore, he had some minor problems. Although Fox has not left now, he is not willing to get close to him.

This made Harry a little confused, was he rejected by Phoenix?

This may not be appropriate, but Harry really saw all of Fox's breeding tools, and Fan Lin even brought a piece of brown wood.

In the words of the East, this is the phoenix tree, on which the phoenix lives.

This made Neville and Seamus excited for a while.

But now it seems that Dumbledore's problem is really big.

Originally they had come to watch Voldemort's masterpiece, the destroyed Azkaban.

In fact, Harry did see that the original majestic Azkaban was almost razed to the ground.

This is very important, at least until now, Dumbledore has officially corrected Harry's consistent impression of Voldemort.

As the Chosen One, more or less, Harry always had a small advantage in his constant confrontation with Voldemort.

Perhaps for others, Voldemort is invincible, but for Harry, it is just a barely equal opponent.

Unsurprisingly, Harry didn't care too much, to be exact, he had defeated Voldemort many times, didn't he?

Destroying Voldemort's plan is undoubtedly a fact of another meaning.

But so far, Harry seems to have only sabotaged some of Voldemort's insignificant plans, just like his father James once did.

But this is of no use.

Even relying on the role of the twin wands, Harry is far from being able to contend head-on with Voldemort, especially after the new power is added, the originally barely balanced balance will be broken in an instant, even if his father's soul ...

Harry thought about it, and with the distortion of the surrounding space, Harry couldn't help but wanted to throw Dumbledore out, but Harry grabbed Dumbledore's arm tightly, and for a moment, Harry felt his fingers Almost frozen, Dumbledore's body was too cold.

Before Harry opened his eyes, Harry knew that the apparition had worked: the smell of the salty sea breeze was gone.

Damp and dripping, he and Dumbledore emerged in the middle of the dark road in Hogsmeade.

It was a terrifying time, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Harry could almost see the pale green light destroying Azkaban, the roaring skulls in the sky, and a giant snake.

Suddenly Harry woke up, blinked, but saw nothing; except the street lamps that lined the street and some lit windows.

We're back, Professor! Harry whispered with difficulty; suddenly he felt his heart prick like a needle.

Dumbledore's body suddenly lost control, and he almost died in the ocean...

Dumbledore stood staggeringly.

For a moment, Harry thought he had accidentally left Dumbledore behind with his inexperienced Apparation technique; he looked at Dumbledore's face, which looked even paler in the streetlight.

Professor, are you all right?

It's much better, Dumbledore said weakly, the corners of his mouth still twitching. At least for now, I still have a little strength. The sea water really doesn't taste very good.

Next, what frightened Harry the most was that after saying this, Dumbledore fell to the ground. Visible to the naked eye, a blue light quickly spread across Dumbledore's skin like a worm... …

Professor...you... Harry looked at Dumbledore in surprise.

Oh, it's okay... Dumbledore frowned, and in less than two seconds, Dumbledore's body returned to normal, but his pale face was...

Professor...it's okay, Professor, you'll be fine, don't worry... Harry looked around desperately for help, but saw no one.

All he could think of was to send Dumbledore to the school hospital as soon as possible, no matter what.

We must get to the hospital as soon as possible, Professor... Madam Pomfrey...

No, said Dumbledore, I need to see Professor Snape... but I think... I can't go fast now...

Okay...Professor, listen...I'm going to knock on the door now and find a house where you can stay...Then I'll go to Pomfrey...

Severus, said Dumbledore firmly, I need Severus...

Okay, Snape... Harry said reluctantly, but I'm going to leave you for a while so I can...

But before Harry could walk away, he heard someone running: someone had seen them, someone knew they needed help.

Harry turned to see Lady Rosmerta, in high-heeled plush slippers and a dragon-skin coat, hurrying towards them.

I saw you Apparating here while I was pulling the curtains! Thank God I don't know what to do... What happened to Albus? She stopped, panting, and looked at Dumbledore with wide eyes. .

He was injured, Harry said, speaking strangely, but in fact, Harry had no idea how and why Dumbledore was injured.

Dumbledore didn't have any scars from the attack on his body, and the current embarrassment was just soaked in the icy Atlantic Ocean for a while.

Ms. Rosmerta, I'm going to the school to ask for help. Can you send the principal to the Three Broomsticks?

You can't go there alone now! Don't you realize...you don't see...?

If you could help me take care of him here, continued Harry, not seeming to be listening to her, I think you could send him to...

What happened? Dumbledore asked.

Rosmerta, what happened?

It's... the Dark Mark, Albus. Ms. Rosmerta pointed to the sky, which was the direction of Hogwarts.

Suddenly the fear in her words terrified Harry...he turned his head to look in the direction Madam Rosmerta was pointing...and there it was, floating above Hogwarts.

It turned out that what he saw before was not a hallucination, it was real, there was really a Dark Mark above Hogwarts, but he was too serious, and all his attention was on Dumbledore.

There is a poisonous snake in the mouth of the dazzling green skeleton, and the Death Eaters will mark the Dark Mark there before entering any building...wherever they appear, people will be murdered...

When did it appear? asked Dumbledore, clutching Harry's shoulders so tightly that he struggled to stand so that Harry's shoulders began to ache.

Must have been a few minutes ago, the cat wasn't there when I let it out, but when I went upstairs...

We must return to the castle at once, said Dumbledore. Rosmerta, he ordered to Ms. Rosmerta, though he stood still a little shaky, seemingly ignoring all this, we need broomsticks...

There's two behind the bar, she said, looking very frightened, I'll just run over and get them...

No, Harry can. Harry immediately raised his wand. Rosmerta's broom is coming!

A second later, with a loud Bang!, the front door of the bar was knocked open, and two broomsticks had already flown down the street and stopped on either side of Harry, floating slightly, suspended at waist height with.

Rosmerta, please send a message to the Ministry of Magic, said Dumbledore, as he mounted the broom closest to him. No one must know what happened to Hogwarts by now... Harry, Put on your invisibility cloak.

Harry rode the broom obediently, took out the invisibility cloak from his pocket, put it on, and then disappeared into the air. Ms. Rosmerta stumbles back to her bar. At this moment, Harry and Dumbledore flew from the ground to the air on broomsticks.

They sped toward the castle, and Harry glanced at Dumbledore beside him, ready to catch him if he fell, but the Dark Mark hit Dumbledore like a stimulant.

Harry had never seen Dumbledore so serious before. Dumbledore was bent over his broom, his eyes fixed on the Dark Mark, his long silvery white hair floating behind him , flying in the night sky.

Harry also looked at the skull mark in front of him, and the feeling of fear seemed to be that poisonous gas spread in his body, from his brain, through his lungs, and spread to all parts of his body...

How long have they been away? Are Fan Lin, Hermione, Ron, and Ginny all lucky enough to escape now? Did they have the mark on the gold coin to summon the rest of the school?

Or Neville, Luna, or any member of d.a? If so... I have already told them to watch in the hallway, and told them not to stay in bed, to evacuate to a safe place... If any friend dies, he should be responsible, shouldn't he?

They flew in the dark, down the winding alleys they had walked before, Harry heard only the swish of the night air in his ears, and Dumbledore whispered something The sound of strange spells.

He thought he suddenly understood why his broom jerked for a moment as they flew past the border of the playground: Dumbledore was casting a spell to break the castle's protective spell so they could fly straight into it.

The Dark Mark is shining above the Astronomy Tower - the highest point of the castle. Does this mean that death has occurred there? Dumbledore had already passed the tower and got off his broom; Harry landed beside him a few seconds later, looking around, the tower was empty.

The door to the spiral staircase leading to the castle was locked.

Surprisingly, there were no traces of struggling or fighting here, and there were no dead bodies.

So, what does this mean?

Harry watched the evilly glowing tongue above their heads was the green skull of a giant snake.

Perhaps, there are no Death Eaters, the Dark Mark...

Is this the real Dark Mark? Has someone already done it! Professor? Under the dim green light from the mark, Harry saw Dumbledore grabbing the clothes on his chest with slightly trembling hands.

Go wake Severus, Dumbledore said weakly but clearly. Tell him what happened and bring him to me. Do nothing else on the way, don't talk to anyone, don't take off your invisibility cloak. I'll wait for you here.

But... Harry said worriedly, Dumbledore's state made him very uneasy, Harry wondered if Dumbledore even had his wand...

Such a weak Dumbledore, at this moment, is like a real old man.

You swear to obey me, Harry...go!

Involuntarily, Harry hurried to the door leading to the spiral staircase, but just as his hand touched the iron knocker, he heard running footsteps on the opposite side. He looked back at Dumbledore, who motioned him to get out of there.

Harry stepped back and drew his wand.

Suddenly, the door was knocked open, and a man rushed over and shouted: Disarm you!

Suddenly, Harry's body became stiff and immobile for an instant. He felt himself falling backwards against the wall of the tower, like an unstable statue, unable to move or speak.

Harry didn't understand why...except your weapon isn't a immobilizing spell...and at this moment, in the light of the Dark Mark, he saw Dumbledore's wand draw a An arc flew to the bottom of the rampart, and he understood... Dumbledore's silent spell held Harry in place, and it cost him no chance of protecting himself.

Dumbledore stood against the wall, pale, but showed no trace of panic or nervousness.

Dumbledore merely looked at the man who had disarmed him, and said, Good evening, Draco.

Malfoy stepped forward, scanning the surroundings to see if he and Dumbledore were alone.

His eyes found the second broom.

Who else is here?

Immediately, Fan Lin, who was following behind, felt his heart tighten.

Don't think about it, it must be Harry, and it seems that Dumbledore has already made Harry hide it with the invisibility cloak in advance.

Speaking of which, it's kind of weird now.

Dumbledore looked like he was about to die all the time, while Fanlin and Harry hid on one side, using invisibility cloaks to hide their figures, while on the other side, threatening Dumbledore,

That's the question I should ask you. Did you do it alone? Dumbledore looked as if he was in a teaching class.

This made Malfoy a little stiff.

After all, Dumbledore could have taught Voldemort the same way.

No, Malfoy said nervously, I have backup. There are a lot of Death Eaters at your school tonight.

Oh, oh, said Dumbledore, as if Malfoy had just shown him an ambitious homework project.

Very well. You found a way to let them in, didn't you?

Well, Malfoy replied, gasping, right under your nose, and you didn't realize it!

Smart, Dumbledore said, Let me imagine, the Room of Requirement? You are really lucky not to be discovered by Fan Lin, but at first I thought it would be in that secret room... But it doesn't matter much now, does it? Well...forgive me...where are they now? You don't seem to have support.

They met your guards. They're fighting down there now. They won't be fighting for long...I'm going up first...I have a mission to complete, Malfoy said nervously.

Oh, then, you must hurry and finish it, my dear boy, said Dumbledore gently.

Silence patronized them. Harry stood there stiffly in his invisible paralyzed body, staring at the two of them.

He strained his ears to hear the sound of Death Eaters fighting in the distance. In front of him, Draco Malfoy just stared closely at Albus Dumbledore, who, in disbelief, was smiling.

Fan Lin has been considering whether to kill Malfoy here, or get him out, no matter what, maybe this can reach some agreement with Lucius.

It's important isn't it?

For a long time, Fan Lin had no chance to get in touch with Lucius, but he was a smart man.

Draco, Draco, you're not a murderer.

How do you know? Malfoy said immediately. He seemed to realize how childish this answer sounded. Harry saw Malfoy blushing under the green light of the Dark Mark.

You don't know what I can do, Malfoy said more emphatically, You don't know what I do!

Oh, actually, I know. Dumbledore said softly, You almost killed Katie Bell and Ronald Weasley. For a year, you have been trying to kill me, but you are getting more and more Desperate. Forgive me, Draco, but I have to say those were flimsy attempts...so flimsy, honestly, that I doubt you put your mind to it...

I've worked hard! Malfoy roared, I've been working hard for a year, and tonight...

Suddenly, everyone heard a muffled shout coming from somewhere at the bottom of the castle. Malfoy looked behind him stiffly.

Somebody did a good fight, Dumbledore gushed, but you just said... yes, you managed to get Death Eaters into the school, which, I must admit, I didn't think was possible. How... how did you do it?

But Malfoy didn't say anything: he'd been listening to what was going on down there, looking almost as paralyzed as Harry.

It's not at all...

Malfoy was resisting in his heart, and Malfoy had been unwilling to admit it, but his body kept telling him what to do.

Turn around and get out of here?

Thinking about it, Fan Lin slowly moved towards Dumbledore.

No, don't come here... Suddenly Dumbledore swept to Fan Lin's position, which surprised Fan Lin, but Fan Lin still obediently obeyed Dumbledore's arrangement, but when Fan Lin wanted to ask something At the time, Dumbledore took the lead in cutting off the link between the two.

Perhaps you will have to carry on the mission yourself, Dumbledore suggested. What if your backup is killed by my guards? Perhaps you have realized that there are many members of the Order of the Phoenix here tonight. Ah, you really don't need help...and I don't have a wand now...I can't defend myself.

Malfoy just stared at him.

I see, said Dumbledore kindly, and Malfoy neither moved nor spoke.

You're too scared to act before they come.

I'm not afraid! Malfoy growled, but he still didn't do anything to hurt Dumbledore. It's you who should be afraid!

But...why? I don't think you're going to kill me, Draco. Killing isn't as simple as pure hypothetical...so tell me, while we're waiting for your friends...how did you get them in What? Looks like you've been thinking about it for a long time before you figured out how to do it.

Malfoy looked as if he was suppressing the urge to shout or growl. He swallowed, took a few deep breaths, and stared at Dumbledore, pointing his wand straight at his heart. Then, as if he couldn't help himself, he said, I fixed a broken vanishing cabinet that hadn't been used in ages, the one that Montague stuffed into it and disappeared last year.

Ah, ah, ah. Dumbledore's sigh was more like a moan, and he closed his eyes for a moment. Clever...that's a couple, I suppose?

The other one is at Borginbock's Wizarding Shop. Malfoy said matter-of-factly, they made a passage between the pair. Montague told me that when he was stuffed into this side of Hogwarts , he's stuck there, but he can hear what's going on at the school and what's going on in the store, like the cabinet goes between the two places, but he can't let anyone hear him …eventually he managed to apparate out of there, even though he failed the exam. He almost died because of it. Everyone thought it was a good story, but I was the only one who understood what happened.. I am The only one who understands that if I fix the broken chest, I can find my way into Hogwarts.

Very well, grunted Dumbledore, so the Death Eaters can help you by reaching the school through the Vanishing Cabinet...very clever plan...well, right under my nose, as you say...

Yes, said Malfoy, as if he found courage and comfort in Dumbledore's praise strangely.

Yes, that's right! But there's also a time, Dumbledore continued, isn't it, when you're not sure if you'll be able to fix the cabinet, and you resort to crude, unreasonably planned methods like trying to send me A cursed necklace delivered to someone else...to poison the wine, although there is only a small chance I'll drink it...'

Yeah, you still don't realize who's behind this scene, do you? Malfoy sneered, Dumbledore's body slid down the wall a little bit, his legs obviously couldn't support the whole body Harry struggled hopelessly without making a sound, trying to break free from the spell that trapped him.

After I've seen the facts, I understand, said Dumbledore, I'm sure it was you.

Then why didn't you stop me? Malfoy asked.

I tried, Draco. I ordered Professor Snape to watch you.

He didn't obey your order, he promised my mother...

Of course he told you that, Draco, but...

He's a double face, you stupid old man, he's not working for you and you think he is!

We must admit that we disagree on this matter, Draco. I trust Professor Snape...

Very well, you can't control the situation at all now! Malfoy sneered. He helped me a lot...wanted to make a name for himself...wanted to be in some action...

What are you doing? Are you working on necklaces? That's stupid, it blows everything away...

But I didn't tell him what I was doing in the Room of Requirement, and he won't wake up until tomorrow morning, when it's all over, and he'll never be the person most dear to the Dark Lord, he won't have anything Nothing can compare to me!

Very satisfying, said Dumbledore gently. Of course, we all like to admire the things we do through our own efforts... But no matter what, you must have an accomplice... Someone in Hogsmeade, the person who can hurt Katie is that... that... Dumbledore closed his eyes and nodded as if he were asleep, ...of course... Rosmerta. How long has she been under the Dementia Curse?

You didn't find out until the end? Malfoy sneered at him. There was another yell from downstairs, louder than the last. Malfoy looked back anxiously, then at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore went on, So poor Rosmerta was forced to ambush in her own bathroom and give the necklace to any Hogwarts student who came in alone? As for the poisonous mead... Rosmer Of course the Tower was able to poison it before handing it to Slughorn, believing it was my Christmas present... yes, ingenious... very ingenious... of course poor Filch wouldn't want to check a Bottles sold from Rosmerta's store... Tell me, how do you communicate with Rosmerta? I think we monitor all methods of communication in and out of school.

Magic money, Malfoy said, as if he was being forced to speak, though his wand hand was shaking violently. I have one and she has the other, I can send her a message...

Is this the secret method of communication used by that group calling itself Dumbledore's Army last year? Dumbledore asked. His voice sounded soft, and he seemed talkative, but Harry saw him slip two feet down as he said those words.

It must be admitted that the headmaster was very insidious. If he hadn't prepared in advance, Fan Lin would have thought that something was wrong with Dumbledore.

However, he did not look very good, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Yes, I take inspiration from them, Malfoy said, with a wry smile. I was inspired by Mudblood Granger to poison the mead, because I heard her discussing Filch's inability to recognize potions in the library...

Don't use that disrespectful word in front of me, said Dumbledore.

Suddenly Malfoy let out a piercing laugh. Do you mind if I say 'Mudblood' when I'm going to kill you?

Yes, said Dumbledore, and Harry saw Dumbledore's foot slip a little further, but he still managed to stand upright. But if you're going to kill me, Draco, you've been friendly for a few minutes now. The two of us are alone here. I'm more helpless than you, and you can easily finish me off, but you still haven't moved...

Malfoy's mouth twisted unconsciously, as if he had tasted something bitter.

Now, about tonight, continued Dumbledore, I'm a little confused about how these things happened...you know I left school? But, of course, he answered his own question, Rosmerta Seeing me leave, I'm sure she notified you with the magic coin...

Yes, Malfoy said. It's more about Snape though, he gave you the potion, which is...

I did drink some potions... and I came back... after some changes, Dumbledore murmured. So you decided to design a trap for me?

We've decided to put the Dark Mark over the Astronomy Tower so you can get here as soon as possible to see who's been killed, Malfoy said. And it worked.

...yes, er, no... said Dumbledore. But am I going to be killed, then, has no one been murdered yet?

Someone's death, Malfoy said, his voice seeming to rise an octave. One of yours... I don't know who it is, it's dark in there... I collapsed over the corpse... I wanted to wait there for you to come back, but only your Order of the Phoenix broke in...

Yes, they did, said Dumbledore. There was a loud bang and some screaming from below, louder than the previous two, and it sounded like people fighting up the spiral staircase leading to Dumbledore, Malfoy, Harry, and Van Where Lin stood.

Harry's heart was beating violently in his invisible chest, but there was no sound...

Someone died... Malfoy walked over his body... but who was he?

There's no time, one way or the other, said Dumbledore. So let's discuss your options, Draco.

My choice! Malfoy exclaimed. I stand here with my wand in my hand...I'm going to kill you!

As if trying to find some courage, Malfoy roared loudly.

My dear boy, let us have no more pretense. If you were to kill me, you would kill me as soon as you had disarmed me, and you would not stop to have this conversation with me about method and means of pleasant conversation.

No, it's just proving your stupidity, Dumbledore! Malfoy growled uncontrollably, Just like you're doing now, Snape betrayed you, you stupid old man, he took Death Eaters Called over, he took over the entire plan behind, including your injury, magic power rampage...

I trust him, Draco! Dumbledore looked at Malfoy calmly, his body was not falling, and Dumbledore didn't have the slightest intention to pick up his wand.

So, having said all that, I think you're getting a little impatient. In fact, today I do feel a little tired, so come on, Draco! Dumbledore said calmly, without any resistance.

Malfoy's hands trembled a little, and it was visible to the naked eye that there was a lot of sweat on Malfoy's forehead in the cold weather.

There was a stalemate like this for about two minutes, but Malfoy still didn't have any intention of gathering magic power.

I don't have any choice! said Malfoy, suddenly turning as pale as Dumbledore. I have to! He's going to kill me! He's going to kill our whole family!

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