HP Magic Biography

No, they won't do that. Fan Lin shook his head, and placed Fox's shelf near the head of the bed.

Fox will come back?

This made Fan Lin a little uncertain, but indeed, Fox was a good helper.

Why?

Because this is Hogwarts. Fan Lin said as a matter of course, No matter what the contradictions, Hogwarts will continue to move forward. Even Voldemort would not do such a thing as closing Hogwarts. Maybe he'll kill everyone, but Hogwarts won't disappear.

This is……

Tom also went out of Hogwarts, it has nothing to do with this school, if he wants to completely destroy Hogwarts, then it is not Snape who came tonight, but he brought the Death Eaters himself The army rushed in from the position of the door.

So, Hogwarts won't close?

It should be like this, Fan Lin said, Hogwarts matters will ultimately need to be decided by the Hogwarts themselves.

Anyway, maybe we will have a decision tomorrow, Ron, maybe you can think about it.

...

All classes are temporarily suspended and all exams are postponed.

In the following time, some students hurriedly left Hogwarts with their parents... Sister Patil left before breakfast on the morning after Dumbledore's funeral; Zacharias Smith Escorted back from the castle by his haughty-looking father. Seamus, on the other hand, refuses to go straight to his mother's house, which allows him to stay there after the funeral.

They had a crying match in the entrance hall. And his mother had trouble finding a vacant bed in Hogsmeade.

Seamus told Harry and Fan Lin that many wizards and witches are now flocking to express their respect and memory for Dumbledore.

In the late afternoon before Dumbledore's funeral, a blue carriage the size of a house and drawn by two huge winged horses appeared in the sky and landed at the edge of the forest.

This scene caused a commotion among the young students who had never seen it.

Fan Lin looked out the window and saw a tall, elegant, olive-skinned black-haired lady stepping down from the ladder of the carriage, and was supported by the arm of Hagrid who had been waiting for a long time.

Beauxbaton's people, of course they will come, if the news of Nicolas May's death is being released, Beauxbaton really has something to do.

At the same time, of course, a delegation from the Ministry of Magic, including the Minister for Magic himself, was present at the castle. Harry had avoided contact with any of them quite frequently; he was sure that, sooner or later, he would be asked again about Dumbledore's last trip away from Hogwarts.

During this period, Harry, Ron, Valin, Hermione, and Ginny were together all day, and the fine weather seemed to tease them.

Fan Lin suddenly felt a little emotional. The recent days have been so peaceful that he can almost imagine what would have happened if Dumbledore hadn't left so early. Could it be that when the few of them gathered together, they chatted like drunks in bars, instead of trying their best to avoid some very sharp and very bad questions now?

The body of the werewolf Fenrir Greyback was also found in the woods behind Dumbledore's death.

Fan Lin admitted that he did it, because he was the only one who used magic like this in the whole school.

Greyback's head was severed and frozen, and the body was nailed to the ground by countless pieces of solid ice.

Of course, there were other Death Eaters, such as the Alai brothers and sisters, who were found at the gate, where the blood was frozen on the bare ground.

This once made Professor McGonagall very worried. Of course, Fan Lin made a promise, and Professor McGonagall was not asking about Dumbledore.

It was clear that Harry and Fan Lin had made up their minds to solve the problems left by Dumbledore by themselves.

Sirius came back the next morning, and in order to stabilize Sirius, Lupine had to take him away from Hogwarts.

Snape killed Dumbledore?

Things finally went in the worst direction.

Even Fan Lin sometimes wondered if Snape really betrayed them.

They went to the hospital wing twice a day: Neville was gone, but Bill was still under Madam Pomfrey's care.

Bill's injury is still as bad as before. In fact, although he is lucky to keep his eyes and legs, he is already very similar to Mad-Eye Moody, but his personality has not changed from before.

Furong is always very happy. After all, Bill used to be very cool and could fascinate a veela. Now, Bill only belongs to Furong, because no one will want him outside.

It's a really bad joke.

However, Fan Lin still promised Bill to order a set of alchemy equipment for him, and if acceptable, he could also perform a minor operation, but obviously, Bill didn't take it seriously.

After all, this is a man who is going to get married, and his life is determined, and Fu Rong loves him so much.

I reckon I'm going to have to believe that he's really going to marry Fleur, Ginny said sadly, with a sigh that night, as she sat on the grid with Hermione, Van Lin, Harry, and Ron. By the open window of the Lanffindor lounge, looking out onto the square.

She's not that bad, Harry said insincerely, although... uglier.

Harry said this sentence so against his will that Harry became even more flustered, because Ginny raised her eyebrows and let out a sneer.

Well, I'm sure if Mom organizes, so will I.

Who else died that we know of? Van Lin asked Hermione, who was reading the Daily Prophet.

No, of course, maybe it's not reported here, too many people have left recently, and the Ministry of Magic has a very clear goal.

They're still looking for Snape, but there's no sign...

Of course not, Harry became very angry, the Ministry of Magic is a bunch of...

Unless they find Voldemort, they won't stop looking for Snape. And it looks like they don't know what to do this time...

I'm going to bed, Ginny yawned. I haven't had a good night's sleep since... I need to rest.

She kissed Harry (Ron turned his face sharply), looked at the other two, and Fan Lin pulled Hermione into his arms naturally...

Um……

This seems to be a bit too much.

But Ginny was obviously not in the mood, and she walked towards the girls' dormitory. The moment the door closed behind Ginny, Hermione was slanting towards Harry with the most common expression on her face. Harry, I found something in the library this morning...

Harry was playing dumb. He didn't feel so much emotion, excitement, curiosity, a strong desire to find out the answer to the secret before, he just knew that before he could go any farther along the darkness, the task of finding the real Horcrux had to be completed .

In front of him was a rough path that Dumbledore had walked with him before, but he knew that from now on he would have to walk alone.

There are also two Horcruxes, a cup, and an unknown thing. This made Harry feel dazed, and even tried to turn to his own dreams, but it didn't work.

What is it? Harry asked, if you can stop hitting me...

It's just... Hermione was a little embarrassed, I think you need to know about... Snape

She watched Harry nervously, and said the name one coherent time. What's wrong with him? Harry sank down on his chair with a heavy heart.

This is just my correct opinion about the Half-Blood Prince... she said tentatively.

Do you have to poke me where it hurts all the time, Hermione?! Do you know how I feel right now??

No...no...Harry, that's not what I meant! Hermione looked panicked, looking around to make sure no one had overheard their conversation, I just read the books Erin once owned, you know ...she was Snape's mother!

I just know she's not very pretty, Ron put in. Hermione ignored him.

Don't interrupt... Fan Lin stepped forward to maintain the daily dialogue.

I've checked the rest of the old prophets, and found a very brief announcement that Irene married a man named Tobias, and subsequent reports show that she gave birth to a...

Murderer! Harry said in instant disgust.

Okay... yes! said Hermione so... at least one thing is true, it can be seen that Snape must be very proud of being a Half-Blood Prince and it can be seen from the prophecy that Tobys is A Muggle...

Very well, that fits, said Harry. He's pretending to be a pure-blood so that he can join Lucius Malfoy and rely on them...he has a pure-blood mother and a numb mother like Voldemort. Father Melon... of course, trying to make himself terrified of using the Dark Arts by being ashamed of their parentage to them all, gave himself an impressive name...Voldemort...Half-Blood Prince, Deng How could Bullido get it wrong?

Harry stopped, looked out of the window, and couldn't help but think of Dumbledore's incomprehensible trust in Snape... But Hermione just reminded him inadvertently: he, Harry, was also deceived... …

Even as the scribbled spells got dirtier, he still couldn't believe that the bright boy was sick and that the boy had helped him... helped him... the thought was almost unbearable.

Are you complacent about using something belonging to a murderer, and even trying to maintain it?

Now……

I still don't understand why he didn't stop you from using that book, said Ron. He must know where you got it from.

He knows, of course he knows Harry said mournfully, he knows when I started using the Shadowless Spell, he doesn't really need to rely on ingestion. He may have even known before that What Rahorne said about how I shined in Potions...that couldn't be separated from his book at the bottom of the cupboard, wouldn't it?

Then why didn't he tell on you? Ron asked.

I don't think he wants to associate himself with that book, said Hermione. I don't think Dumbledore would be very happy to know about it. And even if Snape had previously stated that it wasn't his, Slughorn would immediately recognize it as his handwriting. Anyway, the book was lost in Snape's old classroom, and I'll bet Dumbledore knew that Snape's mother's name was Irene.

I should have shown that book to Dumbledore, said Harry ruefully, when he told me how evil Voldemort was, even when he was at school, and I had proof that Snape yes……

Evil is a powerful word, Hermione said calmly.

You are the first to tell me that this book is dangerous! Harry was confused.

I'm trying to say, Harry, you blame yourself so much, I always thought the Half-Blood Prince seemed to have a very repulsive... sense of humor, but I never thought he was a potential killer... Speaking, Hermione turned her gaze to Fan Lin.

This made Hermione a little uneasy, because...

None of us guessed that Snape was... you know, Ron said, and then the others fell silent.

You...it's okay! Hermione took the initiative to lean over and put her face against Fan Lin's chest.

If there were several people who respected Snape the most, it would undoubtedly be Fan Lin.

This seemed to be the worst thing Fan Lin had ever done.

I'm fine. Fan Lin said in a low voice, but he just put his arms around Hermione's waist and leaned on the sofa without moving.

what can I do? I am also very desperate ah?

Let Fan Lin, like Harry, denounce Snape's bad behavior?

It must be admitted that at the moment of Dumbledore's death, Fan Lin's mood was a little unstable. Unlike Harry, Fan Lin vented his anger on Malfoy, and then Snape blocked a spell for Malfoy, so that Snape Pu's arms are all crippled.

And those Death Eaters, except for the escaped Bella and Tafel, the rest were basically kept in Hogwarts by Fan Lin forever.

It's not your fault, Fan Lin! Harry suddenly realized, it seemed that Fan Lin was also sad, Snape had taught him...

I mean, you've done enough, you saved me and left a bunch of Death Eaters...

Someone has to pay some price, right? Fan Lin said, I think some things have to be solved by myself, otherwise, I wouldn't be there either!

Yes... Harry opened his mouth, and then, everyone was speechless again.

This time it was worse and heavier than ever.

Their pillars fell, and from then on, they had to rely on themselves in everything they did.

Silence fell among them, each lost in thought, but Harry was sure they, like himself, were thinking about the morning ahead, when Dumbledore's body would rest forever.

Harry had only attended Regulus' funeral before. Although Regulus was admirable, in fact, apart from Sirius, Harry and the others didn't have any other feelings.

Harry didn't know what to expect and was a little apprehensive about what he was going to see, what he was going to feel.

He was surprised to find that the only time Dumbledore's death was real was when Dumbledore's funeral was over.

Although he had had time to come to terms with the horrible fact that there was a vast emptiness in his head, that there was no one in the castle discussing anything but the truth, Harry found it hard to accept that Dumbledore was gone. of this fact.

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