"They retreated."

Truman, who had been following the movement of the group of dark wizards through the map, suddenly reminded loudly: "I mean, the group of damned dark wizards retreated!"

In fact, even without Truman's reminder, everyone can notice the latest changes.

In their line of sight, the dementors that were still roaming around to harass everyone suddenly stopped, turned their heads to look in a certain direction, and then rushed towards the gap in the school gate like a receding tide. A group of irrational ghost corpses were left behind, and were abandoned by the black wizards as cannon fodder to delay them.

"Look in the direction of the Forbidden Forest!"

Cedric looked in the direction where the dementor turned his head, and was surprised to find that green sparks appeared above the Forbidden Forest, which was undoubtedly the reason for the retreat of the black wizard and the dementor.

"The guy who fired the green sparks and made the group of dark wizards retreat is obviously a Death Eater." George looked at the green sparks in the sky and said with a slight frown, "How do they know that the assassination mission failed?"

After Professor McGonagall and a group of people came to reinforce, everyone knew that the Death Eaters had spent a lot of time trying to murder Dumbledore, but the whole plan had been foreseen by Albert in advance, and just now completely failed, the dozen or so people who invaded the school The Death Eaters had all been subdued.

"Where did you say Albert went? I thought he was going to deal with those who slipped through the net." Fred turned to look at Shanna, who shook his head to express that he didn't know.

"You guys did a great job."

Professor McGonagall looked at the Weasley brothers and the group of people around them with relief. If they hadn't been reinforced in time, even they would have struggled to cope with the difficult group of dementors.

Even the professors in the school, not everyone can summon the Patronus.

"You're welcome, we'll play too... I mean I'd be glad to help." George asked with a smile, off topic, "By the way, have you seen Albert?"

"No."

Professor McGonagall raised her eyebrows slightly. She was actually very curious about how Albert made them all master the patron saint of the flesh. What's more, most of them graduated less than a year ago, and they looked well-trained. Incredible.

"I'm afraid it will be troublesome to clean up the mess." Cedric said, looking at the corpses everywhere, "However, I think everyone must be glad that I can help."

They had to go through a thorough investigation and deal with all the ghouls that had invaded Hogwarts.

"Hagrid, please find an open space and gather those Inferi first." Professor McGonagall turned to Hagrid.

In the absence of Dumbledore, she will have to assume the duties of vice-headmaster.

"Shall we bury them?" Hagrid raised his eyebrows and asked. He didn't think it was a good idea. There were too many Inferi. If they were buried directly, Hogwarts would have to be turned into a cemetery.

"Of course not. I'm afraid they will have to be set on fire to burn them clean." Professor McGonagall shook his head and said, most of the ghouls are made by dark wizards using Muggle corpses, and usually only flames can be used to completely destroy them.

Cleaning up the mess after the battle is undoubtedly a troublesome thing, but Professor McGonagall did not involve several deans, but asked them to go back to appease the students of their own colleges, so as to prevent the students who were woken up from each college from causing more trouble .

The work of cleaning up the Inferi was handed over to members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Defense Association.

Everything was well organized, even Filch was given the task of guarding the gate to prevent other students from running out and making trouble.

Members of the Defense Society happily accepted the "drudge" of cleaning up the Inferi, and they finally had a chance to enjoy the battle. Although the subject does look a little more ferocious, it does not prevent them from having fun fighting monsters.

This is a practical opportunity that he never had in Defense Against the Dark Arts class before.

In order to ensure safety, Shanna thinks that several people should pay the Infernal Corpse together.

No one objected, after all, it was for safety.

Everyone will be happy to use the spells they learned in the Defense Association on this group of hideous dark creatures. It looks really joyful

"Other spells don't seem to be able to kill them completely." Lee Jordan pointed to the headless infernal corpse, excitedly telling his new discoveries to his friends.

It's unbelievable that he can still move even though his mind has been blown to pieces by the Shattering Curse.

"That's why we need to use flames to burn them all to death." Shanna came over, used the body-binding spell to knock down the infernal corpse, glanced at Lee Jordan with disgust, and complained: "Can you not make it So disgusting."

"They're disgusting enough on their own." Lee Jordan swung his wand and dragged the spell-bound Inferi to Hagrid.

"This number is truly astonishing."

Hagrid threw the corpse brought by Lee Jordan onto the hill piled up in front of the Inferi, "The Inferi invaded Hogwarts at least hundreds, even thousands, those guys are really crazy!"

"Those guys are lunatics. The Ministry of Magic should have hanged them all." The brutality and cold-bloodedness of the Death Eaters made Shanna feel inexplicably chilled.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't have hangings. It should be said that there is no death penalty. If the soul is sucked away by the dementors, it counts. But now the dementors have fallen to the mysterious man!" Lee Jordan said brokenly, " If other lower grade students saw it, they would have to be scared out of their minds.

"They're not as fragile as you think." Angelina dragged a few infernal corpses over and reminded, "Don't be lazy, we've already dealt with eleven infernal corpses."

"We have more than you, thirteen."

"You guys are so boring."

"Who is where!"

When Hagrid threw the Infernal Corpse into the pile of corpses, he seemed to notice something, and suddenly turned his head to look in the direction of the Forbidden Forest and shouted.

Hagrid's shout immediately raised everyone's vigilance, and they all raised their wands and pointed at the strange figure appearing from the Forbidden Forest.

"it's me."

"Harry? Why are you here, and what's behind you?"

After Hagrid saw clearly that the person coming from the Forbidden Forest was Harry, he was slightly taken aback, because he saw that Harry seemed to be dragging several Inferi corpses behind him.

No, that thing doesn't seem to be an Inferi, but... a Death Eater.

That's right, Death Eaters.

They were tightly entangled in vines, and Harry dragged them all the way like dead dogs.

"Death Eaters..." Harry seemed to take a long time to react, and said softly, "The Death Eaters Albert just caught... let me bring them back along the way."

"Look, I said that Albert will definitely bring the Death Eaters to the same pot." Lee Jordan said with a smile to the others, "Now there are a few more Death Eaters that the Ministry of Magic needs to execute. congratulations."

"According to your calculations, there are dozens of Death Eaters who have been captured. This is the lair where the mysterious people were stabbed. Is it possible to catch all their Death Eaters?" Angelina couldn't help complaining, She felt that some of the people caught must not be Death Eaters, and those guys were not Chinese cabbage, so how could they catch a lot of them.

"Very likely." Shanna was not surprised. This incident was originally intended to attack the minions of the mysterious man, and it was not the first time Albert had done so.

Hagrid had never seen Harry so lonely before, and asked worriedly, "Are you all right, Harry."

"not too good."

Harry dragged the Death Eaters and continued towards the oak gate, where there was a small commotion for some unknown reason.

"What's going on over there?" Hagrid asked suspiciously.

"They probably know that Dumbledore is dead." Harry said hoarsely, she saw Mrs. Weasley, if she had followed before, she must have seen Dumbledore's body.

"Dumbledore's dead?" Hagrid retorted loudly, staring down at Harry. "What are you talking about, Harry, didn't Professor McGonagall say..."

"Hagrid, Dumbledore is dead."

Harry shook his shriveled lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Snape killed Dumbledore. Not long after Professor McGonagall left, Snape killed Dumbledore in a sneak attack."

Harry didn't care about the astonished gazes of the others, and said slowly, "When I rushed over, they had already jumped off the Astronomy Tower and tried to leave from the Forbidden Forest, but they were still blocked by Albert. forest."

Not only Hagrid, but even the others were completely stunned by the news Harry provided.

"This, this is impossible, impossible, how could Dumbledore die!" Hagrid murmured. "Where's Snape? Where's that beast, I'm going to wring every bone out of him with my own hands."

"He's gone!" said Harry.

"How could Albert let that brute run away!" Hagrid's eyes widened in disbelief.

Harry didn't intend to tell Hagrid that it was Albert who let Snape go, and he didn't know how to tell them, all of this was arranged by Dumbledore.

In fact, Harry is equally confused now, maybe only Albert, or Dumbledore, knows all the truth now.

So, Harry was going to the headmaster's office to find Dumbledore's portrait, and he wanted to ask him himself to find out everything.

When he passed the oak gate, he saw Professor McGonagall, who had just received the news of Dumbledore's death from Mrs. Weasley, wiping the corners of his tearful eyes with a plaid lace handkerchief.

"Snape's gone!"

Before Harry walked up the stone steps, he threw the dragging Death Eaters aside casually, and said to Professor McGonagall, "Snape left the other Death Eaters and ran away with Malfoy, Albert Didn't stop him."

After speaking, Harry ignored the astonished stares of the others, and walked directly through the oak gate to the principal's office on the eighth floor of the castle.

There, a new portrait has joined the ranks of the late headmasters of Hogwarts House.

Harry took a deep breath, closed the door of the principal's office, looked at Dumbledore's portrait, and said hoarsely, "Sir, I have something to ask you!"

Several other principals around listened, they knew that Dumbledore would die tonight.

However, Dumbledore seemed to fall into a deep sleep and did not respond to Harry's question.

"Albert told me everything, why did you let Snape kill you?" Harry asked again, "Even if you didn't tell me, I could get the answer from Albert, but I I wish you could tell me yourself."

"Harry, people are always going to die. Since it is meaningless to die under the curse of the curse, it is better to play the last bit of value before dying."

The person in the golden photo frame opened his eyes again, no longer trying to pretend to be asleep, he calmly looked into Harry's eyes, and said with a smile, "Remember to keep this matter a secret for now, it's very important."

"Is it really just that?" Harry didn't want to believe the truth, "but if that's the case, why did Albert reject Snape so much?"

"Snape doesn't like you either, does he?"

"Certainly not, at least not at all." Harry continued to ask his doubts, "He also said that there are better options, but you still insist on choosing the worst script, Albert seems to be disgusted that you sacrificed yourself to save Get off Snape and Malfoy."

"I just made the most correct choice, Harry." Dumbledore's half-moon glasses revealed a kind light, "My death can maximize the benefits, I have to brag here, I died very great."

Harry fell silent suddenly.

"Voldemort wants me to die, and only when I die can Voldemort relax his vigilance and become unscrupulous. At that time, he will not be far from being finished. And your chance will come. As for Severus, I I think it is more valuable for him to be alive, he can use it to gain Voldemort's trust, he can also work as a spy, and help shelter Hogwarts students when necessary."

"Are you sure Snape is reliable?" Harry frowned and said hoarsely, "but Albert said Snape was not reliable."

"That's just a little prejudice," Dumbledore reassured. "In some things, Severus is still reliable."

"What about Draco Malfoy?" Harry asked rhetorically.

he. "

"Mr. Malfoy is just incidental. You can think of it as a little selfishness of being a headmaster. No one wants to see their students go astray." Dumbledore explained.

"But he almost killed Katie," Harry reminded. "If Katie died because of innocent people, would you still take sides with Malfoy?"

"But Katie isn't dead, Harry," said Dumbledore softly.

"Yeah, UUReading Bookwww.uukanshu.com Fortunately, Katie is not dead." Harry slowed down his voice and said suddenly, "I actually think you should accept Albert's suggestion."

"His inappropriateness may kill a lot of people."

Dumbledore is not very optimistic about Albert's approach. After all, Voldemort is crazy. Even if his power is gradually suppressed through the Ministry of Magic, and the entire British magic community stands up to resist him, it is still very likely that more British magic circles will be suppressed. Wizards involved in this huge vortex of war will only become uncontrollable at that time.

Dumbledore, who has been hostile to Voldemort for many years, knows better than anyone that it is too difficult to defeat him directly from the front.

What's more, Dumbledore didn't know how long he could last, let alone what crazy things would happen if he pushed a guy like that to a corner.

In that case, it would be better to exchange one's last life for another possible victory.

Dumbledore believed that Harry would be able to complete his mission under his own arrangement, and even if Harry really failed in the end, Albert would come out to clean up the mess.