[HP] End of Death

Harry only learned from Ron and Hermione the next day that they forgot to take the DA membership sheet from the Room of Requirement when they left, and that Pansy had given the sheet to Umbridge, which led to Dumbledore narrowly escaped arrest - "Sit down, Harry, and hear me out!" shouted Hermione - but he managed to escape from Fudge in the end.

"Did you see what was posted on the bulletin board this morning? Umbridge is now replacing Dumbledore as Headmaster!" Ron said bitterly.

"Dumbledore will be back soon, I think," said Ernie confidently on their way back from herbalism class, "they couldn't get rid of him when we were in second year, and they couldn't get rid of him this time either. By the way, the fat friar told me—" He lowered his voice so mysteriously that Harry, Ron and Hermione had to lean closer to hear him"—that they searched the castle and the grounds for him last night , that Umbridge wanted to enter the headmaster's office, but unfortunately she couldn't get through the monster. The headmaster's room was automatically sealed and she couldn't get in." Ernie smiled smugly, "Obviously, she made a complaint."

"Oh, I think she just wants to sit in the headmaster's office," said Hermione, disgusted, "to lord over all the teachers, this stupid egomaniac, greedy old—"

"I suggest you don't finish this sentence, Granger." A harsh voice sounded, and they turned their heads. Pansy, Draco, Crabbe, and Goyle were walking out of the auditorium, swaying in front of them. in front of them.It was Pansy who had said that just now, and she was staring at them viciously.

"Looks like I'll have to take some points off Gryffindor and Hufflepuff," she said triumphantly.

"Only a teacher can deduct points from the house, Parkinson," Ernie said quickly.

"Yeah, we're prefects too, remember?" Ron snapped.

"Ah, I know prefects can't deduct points, King Weasley." Draco, who was standing aside, sneered, and Crabbe and Goyle snorted, "But the members of the investigative operations team—"

"What?" Hermione screamed.

"Investigative Operations, Granger," Draco pointed to the small silver "I" symbol under the prefect's badge on his robes, "is a select group of students who all support the Ministry of Magic, led by Umri Professor Qi personally selected it. In short, members of the investigation team do have the right to deduct points..."

"That's it." Pansy raised her chin proudly, looking down at them, "So, Granger, Weasley, McMillan, you three are not good leaders as prefects, five points will be deducted from each of you. Five points off Porter too, because you're so stupid."

Harry and his party glared at them, and Ron wanted to pull out his wand, but Hermione stopped him quickly, and could only watch the four leave proudly.

"They're scaring people," Ernie was astonished. "It's impossible to give them the power to deduct points... This is too ridiculous, and it will completely destroy the prefect system..."

But Harry, Ron, and Hermione turned involuntarily towards the huge hourglass behind them. The colored hourglasses were lined up side by side in the alcove, recording the scores of each house with gemstones.This morning, Gryffindor and Ravenclaw were neck and neck for the top spot.Under their watchful eyes, rubies and topaz flew upwards, and there were fewer and fewer gems in the lower half of the hourglass. In fact, only Slytherin's emerald hourglass seemed to remain unchanged.

"You noticed that too, didn't you?" said Fred's voice behind him, walking down the marble stairs with George and standing next to Ron, facing the hourglass.

"Parkinson deducted twenty points from us just now!" Harry said angrily, at this moment they saw several gems flying up from the Gryffindor hourglass.

"Actually, Montague also planned to deduct points from us during recess." George said coldly, "But he didn't succeed."

"What's going on?" Ron asked immediately.

"He couldn't finish the sentence," Fred shrugged, "because we forced him upside down into the disappearing cabinet on the second floor."

Hermione was taken aback: "You're going to get into big trouble!"

"Not until Montague reappears, which could take weeks, and I don't know where we've sent him," said Fred. Trouble worrying. I mean, now that Dumbledore's gone—"

"—we think a little trouble is just what our dear new Headmaster deserves," George continued.

"You can't do that! She would love to have a reason to fire you!"

"You don't get it, Hermione?" said Fred, smiling. "We don't want to stay here anymore. We'd drop out if we didn't decide to do something for Dumbledore first. So, anyway— He glanced at his watch. "The first phase has already begun. If I were you, I would go to the auditorium for lunch, so the teachers will see that you have nothing to do with that."

They looked at each other, and Hermione looked nervously at the backs of the two leaving, and said in a low voice, "I think we have to leave here before..."

"Yeah, that's right," Ron agreed.The three of them headed towards the Great Hall door, but a hand tapped Harry on the shoulder just as he caught a glimpse of the white clouds flying across the ceiling.As soon as he turned around, he found that he was facing the gatekeeper Filch, and quickly took a few steps back.

"The Headmaster has business with you, Potter." He squinted at him maliciously.Harry glanced over his shoulder at Hermione and Ron, who were both looking at him with great concern.He shrugged, and followed Filch back into the foyer against the oncoming crowd.

Draco had seen Harry before they even entered the Great Hall, and it was strange to see him suddenly called away.But he soon stopped thinking about it, because within a few minutes, there was an explosion-like bang in the auditorium, the entire floor shook, the teacups and plates on the dining table vibrated, and the juice in the cups spilled on Got half eaten on top of the cake.

"What—what's going on?!"

"what happened?"

The students panicked, they looked around, many people hurriedly hid under the table, and some people rushed out of the auditorium, but they were attacked more directly because of this.

Draco put down his knife and fork, put his schoolbag on his back and looked out of the auditorium, he saw a—no, several fire dragons made of golden and green sparks were flying around in the hallway, and they spouted gorgeous The fiery red airflow blocked the students who escaped from the auditorium.

A bright pink Catherine wheel is twisting through the air, making a loud whoosh.It shattered the glass of the auditorium and broke in. The brilliantly colored glass shards scattered into the room one by one, scaring the students sitting by the door and running away in panic.

Now the auditorium has become extremely unsafe, everyone abandoned their Chinese food and fled to the outside, Draco also squeezed out the door well prepared, feeling a little pity for the uneaten half of the cake.

He hurriedly ran along the stairs to the second floor, only to find that the situation in the corridor on the second floor was even worse: Rockets of various colors whizzed and bumped against the wall with long tails made of shining silver stars. The portraits of people screaming and fleeing in different frames.The pyrotechnic sticks automatically spell out curse words in the air, and the fluorescent lights are shining and reflected in the chandelier glass lamps.Firecrackers exploded everywhere on the ground, burning the soles of people's shoes, and girls ran up the stairs leading to the third floor crying with their skirts on.But Draco believed that the situation would not be much better, because there were not a few people running downstairs.

The whole castle seemed to be caught in a fierce war, and it seemed as if the end of the world had come. The roar of the explosion was overwhelming, sparks flew, bricks, tiles, and glass shards fell to the ground, and fire dragons and big purple bats were passing through the crowd. Go, causing screams and cries one after another.

Draco turned around and looked in one direction.He thought he saw a figure standing at the stairs staring blankly at the explosive scene... Draco quietly squeezed over and pulled the hem of his clothes, the man immediately turned his head and was extremely surprised asked: "Draco?"

Draco made a silent gesture to him, and pulled him through the crowd to the corner.Behind them was the shining golden-green flame dragged by the fire dragon, and the old but still brightly colored flags on the wall were blown up by the air current. The sound of running and shouting appeared in every corner, and no one seemed to notice them.

"What were you doing?" Draco asked, looking at the bright light reflected in the boy's hanging hair, and the moist emerald green eyes seemed to be submerged in deep water, where algae swayed faintly.

"Huh? Umbridge asked me a few questions... why are you asking that?" Harry looked up vigilantly.They were too close together, their chests pressed against each other.He suddenly saw a fire dragon roaring and rushing towards the wall, the other party covered his ears and hugged him tightly, the light golden hair was blown away by the air current and fluttered randomly in the air.