Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

Not only people from the British wizarding world, but also the ghosts of Hogwarts Castle came here. They floated in the air in the corner of the hall, watching everything that happened here.

Dumbledore helped the British wizarding community so much, whether it was wizards, muggles, ghosts, or magical creatures.

When all the people were seated in their corresponding chairs, a piece of music started playing outside the auditorium and outside the Hogwarts Castle. The music was like heavenly music floating from another world, making everyone forget their worries and start looking for the source of the music.

Soon, they found the source of the music.

Someone came in from outside Hogwarts Castle and told them that in the clear black lake illuminated by the sunlight, a choir of mermaids was singing in a strange, incomprehensible language.

The sound was enough to make one's hair stand on end, but it was not harsh or unpleasant. People could feel a deep sense of sadness, sorrow and despair from the music.

Maybe the original book did not mention the specific deeds of Dumbledore helping the merpeople, but don't forget that Dumbledore could speak the merman language. So, how did he know the merman language? !

From the sadness of these mermaids after Dumbledore's death, it is not difficult to guess that Dumbledore once helped the mermaids a lot.

Hagrid sobbed silently as he placed a white coffin in front of everyone.

They couldn't find Dumbledore's body, so they had to use this white coffin to replace Dumbledore.

At this time, Lin En, dressed in black, came to the white coffin with a heavy face. He gently touched his throat with his wand and cast a loud voice spell.

"Everyone, at the funeral of Mr. Albus Dumbledore, in this sad time, I want to share a story with you."

Lynn said softly.

Everyone was looking at Lin En. Even though it seemed inappropriate to tell a story at Dumbledore's funeral, they all had a vague expectation that what Lin En wanted to say might not be as simple as just a story.

Lin En spoke slowly: "There is a great man in the magic world. When the world was facing a pain that was difficult to heal, he made a decision. He wove together the hopes of all people in the world, connected people's desire for peace, and then carried the weight of it on his own body."

"He created a giant, a giant called 'Spiritual Adam'. From then on, the giant stood between heaven and earth, becoming the pillar of peace and hope for the entire magical world. As a price, wizards found it difficult to move forward, unable to move forward... Wizards lost something called 'the future'."

"Wizards sleep in dreams without disasters and pain, and live a peaceful life in the ideal place of peace they created. And the 'Spiritual Adam' will become more...indestructible because of the wizards' unwillingness to wake up..."

"However, wizards always have to move towards the future. Even if the weakness of human nature makes them stop, when they really can't move forward...someone will try to save them! However, they are labeled as enemies, suppressed and destroyed by the giants, until..."

"Until more and more people wake up, and more and more people take the path of progress, the 'Spiritual Adam' is no longer indestructible, and the giant also has weaknesses... Finally... the 'Spiritual Adam' fell... The giant called the pillar of peace... fell..."

"And that man... he has never been a loser. Like everyone else in the magic world, he has kept the possibilities of humanity in mind... He is the Sun Chaser in the myth, flying toward the sky and welcoming his final victory by falling!"

"He rises high, just to reach the sun, a place no one has ever reached. He will melt and fall into the sea, and after that... countless people will pass by his body and fly to a higher sky..."

"..."

No one remembered how the funeral ended, just as no one could separate that story from Dumbledore.

The "spiritual Adam" fell, but the man did not fail. On the contrary, he achieved his goal. With the most sincere enthusiasm and the most silent death, he arrived at the sky he wanted.

This funeral was not without value. After this funeral, people were no longer grieving or sad. They commemorated the greatest white wizard of this century and pursued the ideals of the deceased white wizard during his lifetime.

For greater peace in the wizarding world!

For...that "spiritual Adam"!

In just one day, people walked out of their homes again. They were no longer afraid of Voldemort and the Death Eaters hiding in the darkness. They were fearless, just like a bird spreading its wings and flying into the sky.

In just one week, Weasley's Arms launched hundreds of new models of civilian and military munitions. Orders from Weasley's Arms crossed the borders of the British wizarding world and flew to even more distant places.

Even the French wizarding world, which is home to many alchemists, sent large orders to Weasley's Arms Shop.

The Aurors in the Auror Office were equipped with the latest alchemical firearms, and their magic level was rapidly improving under Scrimgeour's repeated training.

At least, in the future, no one in the British wizarding world would mock those useless Aurors for not being able to cast a complete Shield Charm.

On the Quidditch field, more than 200 illusion arrays are operating efficiently. Except for classes, meals and curfew time, every member of the DA army is engaged in training in the illusion test.

They were immersed in the joy of increased strength and strengthened their determination to protect the wizarding world, for the sake of greater peace in the British wizarding world and for the sake of that "Spiritual Adam"!

During this week, the fiery figure, wrapped in blazing flames, circled the sky above Hogwarts Castle, emitting a sad and moving elegy.

The phoenix Fawkes never entered the principal's office again. It flew and sang sadly. The endless phoenix elegy made the listeners sad and made them cry.

A week after Dumbledore's funeral, Old Barty came to Hogwarts Castle again and found Lynn, Irina and Harry.

He brought Dumbledore's will and his bequests to Lynn, Irina and Harry.

In an empty classroom, Old Batty, Lin En and the other two sat down face to face. There was a trace of sadness in his expression, and he took out a small roll of parchment from his pocket.

Old Barty read softly: "The will of Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore..."