HP Dawn Night

"Secret weapon..." Umbridge grabbed Ginny's shoulder eagerly. "Where is it? Tell me - where did Dumbledore hide it?"

Ginny raised her sleeve to cover her face and sobbed loudly: "At...at...he didn't tell us where exactly...that's why we wanted to contact him..."

Umbridge was probably so eager for that answer that she, on a rare occasion, overlooked the unusual behavior of the Gryffindors.It was obvious that Ginny Weasley was lying to her, but Umbridge took the bait.

"I—I can take you—" Ginny wailed, "He...he just let us go into the Forbidden Forest..."

"Professor," Draco stepped forward, "we can go instead of you."

"He—he also said to be more careful...don't let the weapon fall into other people's hands...because they will use it against you...but the weapon should be used in a better place..." Ginny's words immediately made Umm Ricky cast a skeptical look at Draco.

"No, Professor—"

"Okay, do you think I can't handle two students? Lead the way, good girl... I will remember your performance. Oh, and you, Mr. Potter." Umbridge smiled triumphantly , "Of course you have to go with us, don't you? I can't wait to know what kind of magic weapon Dumbledore has left for you."

"Then we—"

Draco's words were interrupted for the third time, and Umbridge waved his hand: "Just keep an eye on the rest of the people here." Obviously, Ginny's words planted the seeds of doubt in her heart.

I pretended not to see Draco's disappointed expression.Of the four remaining people in Gryffindor, only Granger has a wand, so, do I need to help her... I glanced sideways at Pansy, and she gave me a faint smile.Yes, I know what to do.

The door clicked shut.Umbridge's office fell silent.I secretly clenched my wand, trying to figure out who would be the best to attack first.

Tick, tick.As time ticked by, I had no way of knowing what Dad was doing now, or whether reinforcements were coming.Pansy coughed softly, and I realized whether Umbridge would return or not, we had to settle this brief battle as soon as possible.

"Thunderbolt!" I yelled, drawing my wand and pointing at the chandelier, and at the same time, a red light flashed behind me, followed by the sound of a large man falling to the ground.Weasley wrestled his wand back from Warrington, and he and Granger quickly joined the fray.Bringing down Crabbe, Goyle, and Millicent seemed to be a matter of a short moment, and the final situation was fixed in a four-on-one scene: Granger, Weasley, Neville, Luna, and Draco.

"If you're going to find Potter, you'd better hurry," I said. "I don't know what your plans are, but it looks like you're going to do something big."

Granger turned his face to me with a complicated expression: "I don't understand why, but thanks anyway—"

"Don't thank me, if someone asks," I pointed to the mess in the office, "I will still put the blame on you."

Weasley gave me a hard look, and pulled Granger out the door.Neville and Luna followed behind them.Then, Draco's voice of questioning sounded unsurprisingly: "You helped them? - You helped Potter!"

"That's right," I replied, "and if you're going to rush out after them now, I won't hesitate to stop you."

For a split second I was actually ready to fight, but then I realized I only found anger and disappointment in his eyes.

"If you expect to rely on Umbridge, you're making a big mistake." I looked at the people lying on the ground, then turned to Pansy and said, "Would you mind helping me?" Modifying their memories , and let Gryffindor continue to bear the charge of attacking Slytherin.I did help Potter and his party, but that doesn't mean I'm willing to hurt my own interests for them.

"You were indeed wrong this time." Blaise suddenly broke the silence. He hadn't participated in the battle just now, but just stood by, "Umbridge won't be coming back."

Draco glared at him, Blaise said a truth he didn't want to admit.No matter what happens in the future, Draco is obviously on the wrong team this time.

"You're going to keep quiet, right?" I asked Blaise.He smiled lightly.This was probably a promise, and I walked over him.Pansy puts away his wand, the last Oblivion is over, and when these people wake up, their memories will tell them a completely different story.

"Do you know exactly what Potter is going to do?" Pansy asked.

"I don't know." Umbridge's office door closed slowly behind me, "but if I'm not wrong, he should go back and try to find Black. But I can't predict what the result will be."

Pansy paused for a moment. "Will the war begin?"

"Perhaps it has already started."

I don't know what Potter and the others experienced that night, but the "Daily Prophet" brought a bad news the next day——

"You-Know-Who Returns." Pansy read the title.

The front page of the newspaper was a photograph of Dumbledore standing beside Potter, Potter with a blank, pathetic expression, and Dumbledore's gaze, as steady and wise as ever.

"The war has begun."

I looked up at the reactions of the students around me. What this news brought to people was more the cruelty of the final sentence than the shock.In fact, in the past year, people have been trying to avoid the fact that the Dark Lord is back. We should have realized that the war was approaching as early as Cedric Diggory's unfortunate death.It's not too late, but it's a missed opportunity.

"I think the school will soon be divided into two factions." Pansy looked at the long Slytherin table. Undoubtedly, some of them had barely concealed joy on their faces, while others looked dignified.Everyone needs to make a choice, whether it is right or wrong.

There was a miraculous silence in the auditorium when Dumbledore's figure reappeared at the headmaster's table.Everyone was looking up at him, as if waiting for guidance or confirmation.The last time the Dark Lord was afraid of Dumbledore's power and did not dare to directly invade Hogwarts, so will he be able to keep the castle safe this time?

I never saw Potter and his companions.But the day before I left school, I chose to go to Draco.

"Don't you think we should talk?" I tried to suggest.But he put on an obvious evasive attitude.I made up my mind: "Yes, Draco, sooner or later we all have to face the day of choice."

Yet without a word he walked around me and wanted to leave.

"Listen, anyway, we'd better give a definite result now." I tugged on his sleeve, "It only takes a minute or two."

But he managed to break free from my hand.

I suddenly realized that, in fact, I didn't have a clear answer in my heart.

On the last day, I saw Pansy off and watched her follow the crowd to the station.She insisted on going home to find an answer to a question.I watched her figure get smaller and smaller until she disappeared, then turned around and picked up the box and walked to the basement office.

"Maybe your mother won't come back for a long time. This is also the result of our unanimous discussion." Dad announced a message to me, "In special times, whether it is for you or for her, it is best not to take the risk of meeting .”

I see what he means.Watson chose neutrality in the last war, and this time, the Dark Lord may not choose to win us over again, and whether he refuses or not is not the best answer.

"And, this time, don't leave the second floor casually." Dad emphasized, "Let your presence be as small as possible."

The author has something to say:

Note:

1. Let Ginny replace Hermione's role: To emphasize the Harkin line; Hermione needs to play a more important role.

2. Emotional line: I don't guarantee that it will not be abused or bloody... But the ending is always good.

3. Other questions are welcome.

happy reading~