HP Magic Biography

See that, Harry? Right under the tower? Under the Dark Mark... oh my god... no one's going to be left behind... Hagrid fell silent, the thought was so horrible that he even Can't say it out loud.

Dumbledore, Hagrid didn't even dare to say the name now, and from the beginning he swore to confirm that Snape was going to participate in Dumbledore's secret operation.

It must be admitted that Hagrid is still very talented, and his blind suspicion of Dumbledore also made him trust Snape immensely.

This was already infinitely close to the truth, but Snape allowed these Death Eaters to come and go at Hogwarts. Although it was a bit difficult for others, Fan Lin still couldn't accept it.

Harry was walking beside Fan Lin, he could feel the pain left by the various spells from the previous half hour everywhere on his face and legs, but he felt that the pain was far away, as if the pain beside him It was as if someone other than himself was suffering from pain.

What was real and inescapable was the feeling of panic that was constantly suppressed in his chest... He and Hagrid walked to the front through the whispering crowd like sleepwalking, stunned students and teachers on both sides They made way.

Harry heard Hagrid's howls of pain and shock, but he didn't stop himself; he walked slowly to the corner where Dumbledore lay and crouched down beside him.

Harry knew from the beginning that there was no hope, he had witnessed Dumbledore's body being thrown into the air by the hit of the spell, and when this happened, it could only mean that the person who was hit had died. Dead, but Harry never dreamed that he would end up here looking at him like this, sprawled on the ground, bruised: and this was the greatest man Harry had ever known, or ever knew, in the world the wizard.

Dumbledore's eyes were tightly shut; but perhaps because of the odd angle of his hands and feet, he looked more like he was asleep. Harry stretched out his hands, straightened the half-moon glasses above the crooked bridge of the nose, and wiped away the blood remaining at the corner of his mouth with his own sleeve. He stared blankly at the wise, aged face, slowly absorbing a nightmarish, unacceptable display: Dumbledore could no longer speak to him, could no longer help him—the crowd in Harry whispered behind him.

Come here, Harry...no Harry, you can't stay here...now go on...

But Harry didn't want to leave Dumbledore's side, he didn't want to go anywhere, Fan Lin gently pressed his trembling shoulders from behind, when another voice said: Harry, come on.

A small but warm hand grabbed Harry and pulled him upwards.

Fan Lin looked up in astonishment, and he saw Hermione and Ginny walking over.

The girl's face was a little embarrassed, with messy hair and a smoky little face.

Fan Lin asked Hermione to wait for him in the common room, maybe the Order of the Phoenix came, and Hermione seemed to have experienced a fierce battle.

Moving away from Harry, Fan Lin instinctively moved towards Hermione's position.

It was always like this during practice, when Fan Lin was exhausted and exhausted, Fan Lin always liked to lie on Hermione's lap.

However, it is obviously not suitable now.

Let's go. Fan Lin said, calling Harry and Ginny to leave together.

Ginny tugged lightly, and Harry obeyed without thinking about anything.

He just blindly followed the people he knew, and there was a floral scent in the air from Ginny who was leading him back to the castle.

A strange sound woke him up. Weeping, shouting, wailing through the night sky.

But the four of them walked on, up the steps into the hall.

Facing Harry's piercing gaze, people stared at him, whispered, and wondered.

The Gryffindor rubies gleamed like blood dripping from the ground.

Then they headed for the marble staircase.

We're going to the school hospital now... Ginny said,

And Fan Lin too.

I'm not hurt! Harry resisted instinctively.

Professor McGonagall's orders, Hermione continued. Everyone's there, Ron, Tonks, Lupine and everyone.

Where's Sirius? Fan Lin frowned.

From the beginning of the battle, Fan Lin hid aside and waited. At that time, he was standing behind all the Death Eaters. As long as he wanted, he could completely wipe them out with his wand.

But obviously, he couldn't do that, he had to wait for Dumbledore.

Until Sirius came here, he chased Bella out, because Bella petrified a hapless ghost.

Fear rolled in Harry's chest again.

Yeah, where's Sirius?

I don't know, he hasn't come back yet, he came to Gryffindor to look for Fan Lin, and then...

Then what?

He went after Bellatrix. He wanted you to help Professor Lupine, but he didn't find you.

Where did you go? Hermione asked, I didn't see you at the battle, I was worried...

Take over the magic circle. Fan Lin said, I have been outside the castle.

Yes, Fan Lin killed several named Death Eaters. Harry said briefly, Ginny, who died?

Don't worry, everyone of us is fine but Malfoy said he killed a man and he's going to kill Bill, but everything's fine, Bill's still alive.

Bill was injured? Fan Lin frowned. He stayed with Malfoy all the time. Malfoy did say this, but he didn't do it.

you sure?

Of course, I'm sure...he's just a little confused, that's all. Greyback attacked him. Madam Pomfrey said he won't look the same again... Ginny's voice trembled a little. We don't know what the consequences were, I mean, Greyback was a werewolf, but he wasn't transformed at the time.

Also... there were some other people on the ground... Neville and Professor Flitwick were injured, but Madam Pomfrey said they would recover. And one Auror died, he was killed by a huge golden Killed by the spell, and burned everywhere... Hermione said, Fan Lin saw Hermione's slightly scorched hair, and the flames definitely exploded beside Hermione at that time.

But he waited on the observatory early and did nothing.

You... Fan Lin touched Hermione's short hair with some distress.

I think I might have to keep my hair short for a while.

That must be nice.

Speaking of which, I want to thank you, Fan Lin. Ginny said, Everyone gather at the gold coin bar, maybe the unlucky guy who heard the voice died. Ginny said, The members know After this incident, everyone quickly stopped the sober guy, except... Slytherin.

When they arrived at the school hospital, Harry opened the door eagerly, and saw Neville lying on the bed, apparently asleep. Not far from the door Ron, Luna, Tonks, and Lupine surrounded another bed near the end of the ward.

They all looked up at the sound of the door opening, and Tonks ran to Harry and hugged him.

Lupine came this way too, looking worried.

How are you two, Harry? Fanlin?

I'm fine, Harry said, but there might be something wrong with Fan Lin.

Harry recalled Fan Lin's magic, its terrifying power, and Fan Lin's cold body and pale face after he came out.

It's okay, Fan Lin shook his head. It's rare that he didn't have to lie in Madam Pomfrey's hospital this time, but this time it was replaced by someone else.

Harry and I had a fight with Death Eaters at the school gate. Fan Lin said, A few died and others were injured, but I think I only need some magic liquid to recover. The food is also good. Fan Lin quickly explained to Hermione, So, how is Bill?

Fan Lin was extremely concerned about this issue.

Speaking up. Although Bill was not very reliable, of course, it was just a daily behavior. Bill was a man of great character. Apart from Fred and George, the Weasley family played best with Bill and Van Lin.

Ron can't do it either. As for the others, Ginny is Hermione's best friend, and the distance between Charlie and Percy and Fan Lin is too great, and everyone will feel awkward when communicating.

However, no one answered.

Fan Lin looked over Hermione's shoulder and found an unfamiliar face lying on Bill's pillow. The severe cuts and poisoning made him look strange.

Madam Pomfrey was administering some pungent-smelling green ointment to him.

Harry remembered how Snape had repaired Malfoy's sword wound so easily with his wand, that was Harry's last Sweeping Edge spell.

Can you fill them with magic or something, Harry asked the matron quickly.

No magic can do that, Madam Pomfrey said. I've tried everything I know, but none of them can cure a werewolf bite.

But he didn't bite at the full moon, Ron said, staring into his brother's face and wondering how he could force her to heal Bill. I could only stare blankly at Bill.

Greyback, there's no shapeshifting. So Bill won't be turning into a real...

Ron looked at Lupine dubiously.

No I think Bill will turn into a real werewolf Lupine said, but that doesn't mean he's tainted, it's a wound that heals, and right now he's not necessarily healed enough and Bill might be from now on. Has some brutal traits.

Dumbledore may know something, but Ron said, Where is Dumbledore, Bill is madly fighting on his orders, and he owes Bill he can't leave in this situation.

But, Ron... Fan Lin frowned, he was troubled by Bill's injury, Dumbledore is dead!

Ron froze for a moment.

No! Lupine growled, then looked at Harry impulsively, as if he hoped that the truth was not what Fan Lin said.

But Harry said nothing, and Lupine slumped onto the chair next to Bill, covering his face with his hands.

Harry had never seen Lupine so out of control; he felt himself being thrust upon something.

This is... Ron stammered a little, looking at Fan Lin for help.

Fan Lin nodded slightly, indicating that what he said was true.

Fan Lin tried his best to avoid such topics, but no matter what, it was impossible to avoid it.

So, how did he die, Tonks whispered. what happened?

Snape killed him! said Harry, I was there, I saw everything, we got to the Astronomy Tower, because Malfoy was there... Dumbledore was wounded, he was weak but I wanted to be He realized it was a trap when we heard footsteps coming down the stairs, he pinned me down, I couldn't do anything, I was in the cloak, and then Malfoy came out from behind the door and he disarmed him.

Luna covered her mouth. This elf-like girl was rare, showing a feeling of collapse.

Afterwards, more Death Eaters got there, and Snape did that, Avada Kedavra. Harry couldn't say any more.

Madam Pomfrey burst into tears, and no one noticed her except Ginny.

Quiet! Listen! Madam Pomfrey tried to cover her mouth with her fingers, and some parts of her eyes were wide open in a dark situation. Harry had never heard of it. The phoenix was using a method Sing: a eulogy of frightening beauty.

Harry was gone, away from the phoenix song, but the music was still around him, not gone: it was his own grief, repeated like magic, echoing across the ground and through the windows of the castle. They stood there for a long time, listening, and he didn't know why listening to the mournful voice seemed to ease their pain.

After what felt like a long time, the door of the hospital opened again, and Professor McGonagall walked in.

She seemed to be resting, tired of every fight that had happened lately, her face was chafed and her robes were wrinkled. Molly and Arthur are on their way, she said.

The spell of the music was broken, everyone woke up from their stupor, turned to look at Bill, others rubbed their eyes or shook their arms.

Harry, what happened? According to Hagrid, you and Dumbledore are together again, so when did he... when did it happen.

Snape killed Dumbledore said Harry. She stared at him for a while, then shook; Madam Pomfrey seemed to shrink into a ball, and as for Professor McGonagall, it was like a lightning strike, Van Lin Looking at Professor McGonagall's body was like being nailed to the floor.

Snape was a very skilled Occultist, said Lupine, his voice sharp. We all know that.

But Dumbledore swears he's on our side! Tonks whispered. I've been thinking that Dumbledore knew something about Snape that we didn't…

He's been implying that he has a solid reason to trust Snape, Professor McGonagall murmured, I mean...about Snape's history...of course people know a little...but Dumbledore Make it clear to me that Snape's repentance is absolutely sincere - don't listen to anything against him!

I wonder what Snape told him to convince him so much, Tonks said.

I know said Harry, and everyone turned to look at him. Snape sent a message to Voldemort that Voldemort killed my parents, then Snape told Dumbledore that he recognized what he had done and sincerely apologized for what he had done, sadly they both died Alright, everyone stared at him.

Dumbledore believed that? said Lupine suspiciously. Dumbledore believed that Snape regretted James' death? Snape hated James...

He didn't consider my mother to be to blame, said Harry, because she was Muggle-born... 'half-blood' as he called her...

No one asked Harry how he knew. Everyone seemed to be in a state of fear, trying to come to terms with the unbelievable truth and all that had happened.

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