All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

That night, as the residents of Godric's Hollow rested, wizards filed in silent procession through the streets to the village's deserted cemetery.

Dumbledore's white robe exudes a hazy holy light in the night, which is soft but not dazzling.He walked through the group of tombstones and walked deep into the cemetery.

Ariana is buried next to her mother.

There are green moss marks on the dark tombstone.

Linde came to Dumbledore's side and looked down at the inscription: Where the treasure is, so is the heart.

This is also the case in the Gospel of Matthew.Treasures in the world are perishable, but treasures in the heart last forever.

"Professor, do you have anything you want to say before opening the coffin?"

Dumbledore chewed the inscription for a while, and then said dumbly: "Didn't I say enough tonight? And the idea of ​​opening the coffin is really outrageous. Let's finish it quickly."

He waved the Elder Wand, and the green grass covering the tomb pulled up its roots and fled with small steps, revealing the soft black soil below. With another wave of the wand, the soil gurgled like spring water, slowly pumping out the buried coffin.

There are two wooden coffins buried in a tomb, one big and one small, living together.

The spiritual wind of magic blows slowly, gently brushing away the earthworms and millipedes that were at a loss on the coffin lid.

"Arianna, brother will take you home."

Dumbledore tapped his wand gently, and the lid of the small coffin slid off, revealing the rotten bones inside. The once beautiful young flesh and blood body was only left with petite pale bones and dull blond hair. His arms were folded on the pelvis. The posture of the body is preserved.

The wizards were silent, some bowed their heads in mourning, and some looked into the distance.

"Lin, how much do you think is appropriate?" Dumbledore asked Lind for his opinion.

"In terms of the effectiveness of the resurrection medicine, no amount of bones will affect the reshaping of the body, even a piece of bone, or all of them can be taken away."

Dumbledore nodded. He took off his white robe and wrapped it around Ariana's bones.Subsequently, the spell is cast to restore the tomb.The coffin that buried the mother sank into the ground, and the rustling sound was like a long sigh.

Next, they went to the graves of the Potters.

Just outside the two rows of tombstones, the white marble stone is clearly visible.

james potter

Born on March 1960, 3

Died August 1981, 10

Lily Potter

Born on March 1960, 1

Died August 1981, 10

Epitaph: The last enemy to be destroyed is death

That line of text seemed to shine brightly, like a subtle advice.

The coffins of the Potters were opened, and a finger was missing from each of the bones.

But no one paid attention, maybe the insects in the ground chewed away the bones.

Lily didn't dare to look directly at her body, so she gently held James' hand. The warmth coming from the palm of my hand made the cold night of early summer no longer chill all over my body.

Sirius and Lupine gathered the remains and prepared to take them all away.

Snape staggered back, reaching the end of the crowd.

He watched everyone's movements, their emotional backs, and their orderly movements, but he remained motionless, like an outsider.

On the way back, everyone was silent and almost tired. After rushing back to Hogwarts, everyone had a rest, and after dawn, they gathered in the White Tower to make final preparations for the resurrection ceremony.

On the third day, the Quidditch finals began.

Harry sent invitations to Sirius, Lupine, James, and Snape, hoping that they could come to the game.

Snape was a nuisance. He looked down at the boy and said coldly: "No one cares about your appearance of being in the limelight."

James agreed, he said he would come.Sirius and Lupine also said they would come.

But until Harry's broom soared into the sky, they still didn't keep their appointment.

The sun was blinding, and the grass of the Quidditch field was burning hot.

The referee Ms. Huo Qi announced: "Ride on the broomstick, three, two, one..."

Beep——! ! !

The whistle is like a sharp arrow.

The players kicked their feet hard and climbed rapidly, like fourteen frightened sparrows.

"The game is officially on, players on both sides are in the air. Now Gryffindor has the ball, and Chaser Spinnett takes the Quaffle straight into the opponent's post. Can she do it? Oh! Unfortunately, Slytherin Warrington intercepted the ball, and he began to rampage on the field, unstoppable--

"Beautiful! The Bludger played by George Weasley successfully interfered with Warrington, and the Quaffle was released. It can be seen that the two sides entered a white-hot stage from the beginning, and it was full of gunpowder."

Loud cheers from the stands called Linde's attention back.

He took out his binoculars and watched the game.

The best weather for watching Quidditch is actually cloudy. If the light is too strong, the players will become elusive, and if you accidentally catch a glimpse of the sun, it will be uncomfortable.

But there are advantages to sunny days. At least the shiny shell of the Golden Snitch will reflect a dazzling light, making the little guy flying around more eye-catching.

Linde soon spotted the Snitch.It flew low along the sidelines, and for the time being the Seekers on either side had no idea of ​​where the Snitch was.

"Angelina scored. Gryffindor got off to a good start and led ten to zero! Oh, no! The captain of the opposing team deliberately bumped Angelina. This is a clear foul!" the commentator said.

Lind asked Percy on the side: "Hey, is that Angelina the girl Fred talks about?"

"It's her." Percy still cared about his younger brothers, knowing that Fred, one of the twins, had a crush on Angelina.

Without Lynd, Fred would have died fighting the Death Eaters during the war a few years later, and his brother George would have married Angelina on his behalf.

Lind noticed Fred reaching into his arms, the pocket where he usually kept his alchemical bombs.

"No way..." Linde clicked his tongue, "I want to see blood flowing like a river."

Fortunately, Fred finally restrained himself and did not turn himself into a court bomber, otherwise the number of Quidditch violations would increase again.

The game continued, and the two teams were very angry. Slytherin often played dirty tricks, was very unworthy of losing, and showed no competitive spirit. Gryffindor also actively launched counterattacks.

The two sides were awarded several free throws by Ms Hooch for physical altercations.

Gryffindor has always been ahead in the score. Wood is a good goalkeeper. He has a high success rate in blocking the opponent's free throws.

Gradually, the score gap between the two sides widened to sixty to ten. For a Quidditch match, this is far from the final score. After all, the Golden Snitch is worth 150 points.

The supporters of the Lion House in the stands were almost hoarse from shouting. At this time, someone noticed that a thick lead cloud had accumulated in the sky at some time, and it moved quickly from the northern sky, covering the sky of Hogwarts very quickly.

"It's not going to rain, is it?" the audience murmured in their hearts.

A blast of bone-chilling cold air rolled over tens of miles of low altitude, instantly driving away the heat of early summer, and the students who had rolled up their sleeves to cheer silently put them down.

"Look there!"

The audience reminded each other, everyone looked at the North Cliff, and the lead ash cloud above the White Tower slowly rotated around the center, like a huge whirlpool.

Such a vision is enough to shock people inexplicably and be at a loss.

"It's begun." Linde knew what was going on.