The Return to Hogwarts

"I believe that it is best for the British magical community to have you in this position."

"This is the root of his fear."

Amosta shook his head and smiled.

Chapter 865 Pale Expectations

2024-04-15

Not everyone has the courage and confidence to ignore the Minister of Magic. In a fit of rage, Connery Fudge took away all the Ministry of Magic officials and made some almost threatening remarks, which made Professor McGonagall and Madam Pomfrey uneasy, and even Harry, Meghan and Harry in their hospital beds were somewhat at a loss.

"bluff!"

Sirius shouted angrily at the retreating figures of the Ministry of Magic group.

"I'd like to see what he plans to do!"

Harry was unsure whether he should continue. His previous account had only mentioned Voldemort's resurrection, but there were more important things to come.

Albus.

Mrs. Maxime stood up. Knowing full well the weight of the Minister of Magic's threat, she spoke with concern in a low voice,

“That mysterious man has really returned. If you need help, Beauxbatons will stand firmly by your side.”

This promise carried great weight, and Dumbledore, with a solemn expression, expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you, Orim, thank you for standing on the side of justice."

“This is what Beauxbatons should do. Without you, I believe that mysterious man would have caused even greater harm to the European magical world,” Mrs. Maxie said in a deep voice. “Helping you is helping ourselves.”

Previously, Harry didn't have much affection for the headmistress of Beauxbatons, but he didn't dislike her either. However, after hearing her words, Harry felt a deep respect for her.

"Given the current situation, Albus, do you think the Triwizard Tournament should be terminated?"

After a moment's hesitation, Mrs. Maxim stammered.

Dumbledore remained silent. This was not an easy decision to make, and for a moment he hesitated.

"why?"

Unexpectedly, Amosta, who had greatly concealed his presence, stepped forward at this moment and calmly said,

"Why terminate the Triwizard Tournament? Its successful hosting was the result of the efforts of many parties, wasn't it?"

"Amosta--"

Remus couldn't hold back any longer; he said with great concern,

"But the mysterious man has returned. We can foresee what will happen next."

"Isn't this exactly what Voldemort wanted to see?" Amostella smiled, seemingly the only one unaffected by the situation.

"Voldemort wants people to be gripped by fear, wants the entire magical community to be plunged into terror by his return, wants normal life to be disrupted, wants wizards to be in hiding, and wants to ruin everything with minimal effort. So, at this time, we should remain calm and not fall into the enemy's rhythm."

This was indeed an irrefutable reason, and even Mrs. Maxim, who brought it up, nodded in agreement.

"Feel sorry."

Krum then raised his hand, looking very uneasy, and under pressure from everyone's gaze, said...

“But—our headmaster, I mean, Professor Karkaroff.”

Krum looked at Harry, even though he already had the answer in his heart: if the mysterious man was really as cruel as the rumors said.

"he died."

Harry gave a curt answer, but then he realized that Krum and Karkaroff were not the same thing, so he forced himself to soften his tone and added...

"It wasn't Voldemort himself who did it; it was the Death Eaters he summoned. Each of them cast the Cruciatus Curse on him, and he couldn't withstand it."

Krum's already pale face was now completely devoid of color.

Dumbledore looked at Amos Tower. Without the headmaster, Durmstrang would have a hard time continuing the Triwizard Tournament.

"I'll handle this."

Amosta said calmly, looking at Krum and thinking for a moment.

“I’d like to speak with you alone later, Viktor.”

Ignoring Krum's surprise, Amosta looked at Mrs. Maxim, deliberately revealing a hint of hesitation.

"Gabrielle and Fleur need more rest—"

Mrs. Maxime immediately understood; she looked at Mrs. Pomfrey.

"Could you please prepare a private room for me?"

"Oh, of course!"

Mrs. Pomfrey also realized what was happening, and she and Mrs. Maxime pushed Gabrielle's ward into a private room, while Fleur, though she wanted to stay, knew very well that she shouldn't be there.

"I'm going downstairs to get something to eat, Professor Blaine—"

Krum knew he should leave temporarily, and with the keen eye of the situation, he found an excuse and, after obtaining Amosta's permission, he staggered away.

Now, only our own people remain in the ward.

“Go on, Harry, tell me everything you saw,” Amosta said, looking at Harry.

Harry took a deep breath and recounted everything that had happened since Voldemort's resurrection.

He recounted how Voldemort had summoned his Death Eaters, and he named all the Death Eaters he had heard and seen.

He recounted Karkaroff's fate before his death, and when he spoke of his body being swallowed by a giant snake called Nagini, Hermione showed a look of pity, clearly unable to accept such a tragic death, even though she also hated Karkaroff for trying to betray them. Ron, on the other hand, showed an expression of satisfaction, still reminiscing about Karkaroff pointing his wand at his head.

"He only has himself to blame," Sirius muttered.

Then there's the story of Barty Crouch and his son.

When he said that Barty Crouch the Elder had used magic to tear his own throat to prevent Voldemort from succeeding and to avoid fighting his own son, a somber silence fell over the ward.

Hermione opened her mouth, she hadn't expected that this cold and ruthless Ministry of Magic official, in the last moments of his life, would put aside his pride and accept that Blink was family.

Sirius Black's expression was complicated. He was the one in the room who resented Crouch the most, but he had to admit that Barty the Elder's final performance was commendable; he had maintained his dignity and the dignity of a wizard.

Dumbledore closed his eyes, and Harry was certain he saw a hint of pain in Dumbledore's furrowed brows.

"Please continue, Harry—"

But after a moment, Dumbledore calmed down and said in a composed tone.

Then, Harry recounted his confrontation with Voldemort. Even now, he could still feel the despair and the sheer joy of that moment. He was prepared to die, but when the golden light appeared, and the ghosts of the old man and Bertha Jorkins emerged from his wand, he deduced that Hermione and Ron were still alive. Then, his voice choked with emotion, he said he saw his mother and his father.

Snape swayed, managing to stand only by holding onto the bed railing at the foot of the bed, but his face remained deathly pale. Sirius Black and Remus also looked utterly distraught.

"Lily and James"

Sirius's voice was terribly hoarse, and his gaze darted between Blaine and Dumbledore; he knew they could both answer the question.

"why?"

Sirius asked.

Amosta looked at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore explained.

"Flashback Spell".

"Can it achieve the effect of the Replay Spell?" Sirius asked.

“Absolutely right,” Dumbledore said. “Harry’s wand and Voldemort’s wand have the same core. The feather they each contain comes from the same phoenix. To be honest, it’s Fawkes.”

“Fox?” Harry asked blankly. He never expected that the core of his wand would come from Fox, but he already knew that it had the same core as Voldemort’s. Ollivander had mentioned it when he bought the wand.

“Yes,” Dumbledore nodded. “Four years ago, shortly after you left Mr. Ollivander’s shop, he wrote to tell me that you had bought the second wand. Generally, when two wands like these meet, they will not attack each other normally. If the owners of the wands force them to duel, then one wand will force the other to repeat the spell it cast, from the nearest to the furthest time.”

"so--"

Harry didn't know why Snape's voice had also become hoarse, and his dark eyes seemed to hold some kind of hope as he looked at Dumbledore.

"So, they reappeared as ghosts?"

"No, Severus—"

Dumbledore said gravely,

"It's just a phenomenon similar to an echo rewind, a kind of imprint. Harry, what have these illusions been doing?"

Harry told Dumbledore that his parents had confirmed Ron and Hermione were still alive. They told him that Blink could take him away, and then surrounded Voldemort to buy him time.

Severus, Sirius, and Remus—perhaps only now do the two sides, who were sworn enemies in the past, share the same feelings.

Sirius covered his face, and Harry couldn't see his expression, but he saw that Remus's fists were clenched tightly, his nails digging into his flesh, and his body was trembling. Snape, on the other hand, avoided his gaze, strangely raising his head to look at the white ceiling… Harry's heart swelled with anger; he thought Snape might be secretly laughing!

Next came the return. Gilgamesh was knocked unconscious by Barty Jr., and then… Harry looked at Professor Blaine, who winked at him. Harry took a breath and said…

"--I thought I was never going back, but then the gym clothes started to glow, and we were brought back."

Chapter 866 The Final Conflict Begins

2024-04-16

Harry's story ended, but there was still one crucial point he hadn't mentioned.