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After leaving Hogwarts, Mel apparated back to Heinburg, where a circle of people had already been waiting in the hall.

Mel looked around, ignoring the angry Sirius, the weeping Mrs. Longbottom, Mr. Longbottom who was hugging her tightly, and the bewildered Mr. Crouch. She went straight to Bill, who was weak and leaning on the handrail of the stairs, and hugged her fiercely. Stopped him: "Bill, you're awake!"

Then her expression changed, she let go of him anxiously, and supported him, "You are not in good health yet, go back to bed and lie down."

Bill shook his head, with the shock of seeing the tenants in Heinburg still on his face, he raised his hand to smooth the loose hair on Mel's face, caressing Mel's face, "Mel, are you What do you want to tell me?"

Mel nodded, his small face wrinkled into a bun, "Yes, I'm sorry for keeping many things from you before, tonight, just tonight, I will tell you everything."

As she spoke, the guilt in Mel's heart filled her with tears.

Bill wiped her tears away with his thumb, and looked lovingly into Mel's bright eyes, "Don't cry, Mel, I know you have your reasons, I understand."

Mel still wanted to repent, but Sirius, who had stared at Mel for a long time, couldn't sit still.

He interrupted Mel eagerly, "Mel, Bill said that there was a battle with Death Eaters at Hogwarts, and he was bitten by a werewolf and passed out during the battle. How is Hogwarts now? Okay? How about Lupine? How did Dumbledore let Death Eaters into Hogwarts?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Mrs. Longbottom couldn't bear it anymore. She looked at Mel with tears in her eyes: "Mel, tell me, how is Neville now? Is he safe? Bill said he also participated in that Late fight, how is he doing now, please let us know."

After listening to Mrs. Longbottom's question, Mel looked around, but she didn't see the Dark Lord. She looked at Sirius, "Bill is still very weak now, let's go to the kitchen and talk about it?"

She helped Bill up, and everyone came to the kitchen.

In the kitchen, Mimi was cooking lunch, and the smell of stew filled the room.

Helping Bill to do a good job, holding his hand and sitting down, Mel told everyone about the situation at Hogwarts: Harry is fine, he appeared at the end of the battle and was not injured; Neville is also fine, he is very brave , defending Hogwarts with the members of DA, Lupine is better, he finally accepts Don Klein's heart, the two are sweet, and everyone else is fine, because they drank the lucky potion Harry gave, So everyone is safe and sound.Except, Dumbledore...

"What's wrong with Dumbledore?" Sirius frowned again when he heard that Harry and Lupine were relieved that they were safe.

Mel looked at everyone's worried expressions, and she slowly told the truth: "Tomorrow's "Daily Prophet" will report on Dumbledore's funeral."

"What, it's impossible!" Sirius stood up abruptly and yelled hastily, panting heavily, staring at Mel fiercely, as if accusing Mel of lying to him.

Mel calmly looked back at Sirius, his hands hurt from being clenched, and the faint crying in his ears came from Mrs. Longbottom.

"Honey, don't cry yet, listen to Mel finish." Mr. Longbottom quickly comforted his wife, and looked at Mel disapprovingly.

Mel was a little embarrassed, he was indeed the wizard who stayed here the longest except for the Dark Lord, and he probably knew that the Dark Lord had no reaction to this matter.

"A newspaper report of a person's death does not mean a person's real death, right, Mel?" The moment he heard the news, Mr. Crouch almost spilled the coffee in front of him, but as soon as he chewed Mel's words, He caught her hidden message.

He knew the abilities of Mel and the Dark Lord, and Mel was so calm at the moment, he couldn't help but suspect that there was something tricky in it.

It has to be said that his intuition was quite accurate.

"Yes!" Mel answered Mr. Crouch's words bluntly. She looked at Bill with a smile and wrapped her hands around his. "Now, except for the people in Heinburg, everyone thinks he is dead. gone."

"You mean..." Bill looked at her in disbelief, but a slender finger sealed the rest of his words.

Mel blinked playfully, "No rush, it's tonight."

————————————————— I am the dividing line of the night ————————————————

The night in early summer is as cool as water.

Hogwarts was quiet. The little wizards had left school and went home with their parents. The castle was dark, dotted with two or three orange lights, which came from the rooms of the teachers living in Hogwarts. exposed.

On the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Hagrid's cabin was still dimly lit.

He and Yaya haven't rested yet.

On the edge of the empty lawn, the Whomping Willow is swaying in boredom, disgusted with the boredom of life.

Suddenly, it stopped moving, as if under a freezing spell.

The black shadow at the root gradually bulged, forming a human shape, and then the figure crawled out, and then one, two, three, four, five, six shadows appeared.

They gathered in a loose group and walked slowly towards the lake, where Dumbledore's marble tomb lay quietly.

Mel, who was walking in front, muttered as he walked, "I really don't understand why you all have to follow me when I can handle this matter with Grandpa Green."

The four other than the Dark Lord did not answer, because they were really embarrassed to say that what drove them was their strong curiosity.

Is Dumbledore really or fake dead?Can Mel save him?How did she get Dumbledore to fake his death right in front of people's noses?

Knowing that Dumbledore might not be dead, they had no sorrow but fear over the event.

So, first Sirius, then the Longbottoms, and then Mr. Crouch followed in the name of helping Mel.

If Bill wasn't still weak, someone would have to add one more.

The six sneaked up to the tomb. Sirius and the others were completely stunned. Dumbledore was dead. This fact strongly impacted the wizarding world.

Originally, it was a dream for them, but now it is a reality.

Leaving the stunned four alone, Mel and the Dark Lord stepped forward to open Dumbledore's sarcophagus, wearing a gorgeous violet robe, Dumbledore lying there peacefully appeared in front of everyone.

Pushing the Dark Lord who was still motionless, "Grandpa Green, we're going to move him out."

"Let me do it!" Sirius, who came back to his senses, actively undertook this task.

He and Mr. Longbottom carefully lifted Dumbledore out of the coffin, and used the Levitation Charm to make him float smoothly in front of everyone.

Mel put down the backpack, opened it, and pulled out a large wooden box, which contained a ghoul.

She lowered the ghoul into the coffin with a Levitation Charm, then pulled out a hair from Dumbledore, swung it in the vial, and poured it into the ghoul's mouth.

Another peaceful Dumbledore appeared!

Pull out the powerful wand from the hand of Dumbledore next to Sirius, and stuff it into the hand of Dumbledore in the coffin.

Mel found another medicine bottle, unplugged it, and poured the medicine into Dumbledore in the coffin.

"What's this for?" Sirius asked with great interest. The first potion, which he already knew from the Longbottoms, was a polyjuice potion for keeping ghouls permanently deformed, but what about this?

"Take this!" Mel carefully put the bottle back into the backpack, and looked at Sirius with evil taste, "From today onwards, it will slowly rot, and after a year, it will turn into dry bones, even if It's alive all the time, even though it can feel the decay of the body."

Hearing Mel's tentative answer, thinking of lying in the grave and feeling the slow decay, Sirius shuddered all over, regretting asking such a stupid question.

Seeing the effect of his words, Mel turned around and smiled secretly, telling you to follow!

That night, when the grandfather clock struck 12, everyone in Heinburg did not fall asleep. In the dining room, on the polished and bright long gravel wood dining table, a gorgeously dressed woman with a long gray beard The old man lay there quietly.

Seven wizards with different looks surrounded him.

There is a house elf by the fireplace, looking around from time to time.

"Grandpa Green, are you ready?" Mel asked the Dark Lord again worriedly.

If Mel was so distrustful at ordinary times, the Dark Lord would have ridiculed him long ago, but now, holding his wand, he nodded slowly, his eyes fixed on Dumbledore, and he dared not leave for a moment.

Receiving an affirmative answer, Mel reached out and took Dumbledore's right hand.

Time passed by, and Mel kept the posture just now, motionless, and the wizards around did not dare to breathe, for fear of disturbing her.

Gradually beads of sweat appeared on Mel's face.Then, her clothes were wet!

Dumbledore's calm face began to change, from pale to red.

Bill was so familiar with this red color, he was taken aback and looked at Mel with concern.Fortunately, Mel has no other abnormalities except that her face is covered with sweat.

The redness in Dumbledore's face frightened the others, except Bill and the Dark Lord, who moved uncomfortably and tightened their wands in their hands.

The red slowly deepened, and when it was bright red, Mel called out, "Grandpa Green!"

She let go!

In a flash of light, the Dark Lord's curse had been cast on Dumbledore.

The red didn't get any deeper, not so much red that it pooled and trickled down like Mel had done then.

Because of the timely rescue and proper response, Dumbledore's muscles and skin tissue were not damaged much.

Mel took the wet towel and slowly wiped off the redness on his face.

Then cast a recovery spell on him with the wand.

Dumbledore's eyelashes moved, and then, those bright, wise blue eyes appeared in front of Mel.

Everyone held their breath!

His hand moved, and Mel hurried forward, hugged him, and helped him get up.

He slowly looked around at the wizards, and when he saw the expressionless Dark Lord, his gaze paused, and then he looked at Mel who was supporting her, his voice was a little hoarse due to his weak body and lack of water.

"Mel, you really are the one in the prophecy!"