nycdaug Chapter 523 Bats
Chapter 523 Bats
Dumbledore opened his eyes, and the first thing that caught his eye was darkness. The air was damp and cold, with a slight fishy smell.
There was a bat perched on his shoulder, and he felt no Fox, as he had never felt before.
It's another world, right?
He waved his wand, and a strong light illuminated the entire cave. The blood pact that had been silent for a long time suddenly moved. Grindelwald stood up and looked at the strong light with some surprise.
It’s Dumbledore. How did he get here?
Harry followed Grindelwald silently, looking at Snape, following his footsteps past Ron and Hermione, glancing lightly at Professor McGonagall, and then coming to Dumbledore.
"I thought you had—"
The two people met in this place, and both were obviously surprised.
Dumbledore said with certainty, "It was Harry, wasn't it?"
Grindelwald nodded, and suddenly many blue lights appeared in the air around him, becoming brighter and denser, and Harry's figure was looming.
Oops.
Harry secretly cried out inwardly that something was wrong, and at this moment the bat flew above the rock wall of the cave, and then waved hard, and the light spot disappeared instantly.
"Harry, is that you?" Dumbledore called softly. Grindelwald took two steps back and walked slowly towards the place he had just seen.
Hermione wanted to run to the front in a hurry, but was grabbed by Professor McGonagall.
"So he really is Harry, right?"
Hermione's eyes were red, with a hint of sorrow and pleading in them. McGonagall was burned by her eyes and watched her run over holding Ron's hand, and then somehow, she stopped Snape who was about to run over.
"He's really going to give me trouble."
Harry knew that he couldn't hide any longer, so he said something to the man with some complaint, then removed the Disillusionment Charm, feeling unusually nervous.
"Professor, long time no see."
Dumbledore had a complicated expression. He put down the wand in his hand. The bright light of the wand tip had long gone out. Facing this student he had taught personally, he, who thought he had figured out everything, actually deviated from the track and ran wildly on an unknown road.
Several people sat on the ground, forming a circle. Dumbledore lit a fire in the middle, and the warm light reflected on everyone's face.
Except for Harry, the hood was still on, revealing only a pointed chin and dry lips.
"Harry, I think you need to give me an explanation, and I should get out now."
Faced with Dumbledore's questioning and requests, Harry was silent for a long time and then heaved a sigh of relief.
"It won't be long before you can leave here, Professor, but before that, I assure you that you can't leave here."
Dumbledore clenched the wand in his hand. He was extremely anxious at the moment and was not sure how long he could endure.
"I need an explanation."
"No explanation." Harry only left this sentence, and then his figure disappeared bit by bit like an eraser, and Dumbledore was even unable to stop him.
"He's become very powerful now," Grindelwald said, "but we old guys are not bad either."
After he finished speaking, he laughed, and after looking at each other, they both understood what each other meant.
McGonagall was watching with complete confusion, while Snape suddenly stood up and came to the entrance of the cave. There was a transparent barrier here, and no wave could be generated no matter what method was used to attack. The surrounding walls seemed to be just a decoration and could not be shaken at all.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a small stone rolling down from the wall and then instantly turned into a candy.
Snape's pupils shrank, and he stepped on the candy expressionlessly, slowly moved it back, then squatted down and took it in his hand.
Candy, wall.
Hogwarts.
All the students have gathered in the auditorium. They are obviously very panicked at the moment. They are chattering and sharing the news they already know with each other, making the fear spread faster.
Percy stood on tiptoe in the crowd, trying to find his sister Ginny. Draco sat on the ground expressionless, while Hermione folded her arms and stared at him. Pansy sat behind Draco, staring at Hermione angrily.
Sybill Trelawney was squeezed among the students, muttering to herself, with strong incense filling her body, which made the students around her feel miserable.
Finnegan was fiddling with the cake in his hands, as if he didn't care about anything around him. He was a veritable walking hollow man.
"You still won't tell me now?"
"What else do you want me to say? I really don't know anything."
Harry, Hermione opened her mouth and silently pronounced these two words. Draco's hands on his knees tightened, "I don't want to bother with you now, crazy woman, Pansy, let's go."
He held Pansy's hand, stepped over several people, and sat next to Nott.
Hermione sighed, no, it was not time to give up yet.
Snape walked out of the corridor on the side of the Great Hall, and then walked along the edge to the front. He used a "loud voice" to his throat, and then imitated Dumbledore -
"Everyone, be quiet!"
He first clarified immediately, "Principal Dumbledore is not dead, but it is true that Professor Lupin defected, and the principal went after Lupin."
His tone at this time was a little proud and cheerful, as if he had already anticipated this situation. "Lupin is a werewolf. I'm not sure if there are any other accomplices of his in this school. In order to ensure everyone's safety, we will gather everyone here first."
Some people believed it, but some people still had doubts.
There was a flash of fire, and Fawkes appeared on Snape's shoulder, rubbing his face affectionately.
"As you can see, before he left, Headmaster Dumbledore passed on the position of Headmaster of Hogwarts to me."
"Who has any questions now?"
The senior students all breathed a sigh of relief, and the students who had studied Care of Magical Creatures were also relieved.
"Why is this?" Ginny, who was currently in the Hufflepuff jar, pulled Cedric's sleeve curiously.
"Dumbledore is the only person in the world who has made a contract with a phoenix. The phoenix has the characteristic of protecting its master. In times of crisis, it will automatically switch places with its master and only listen to its master."
Ginny nodded as if she understood, and tilted her ear as Cedric continued to explain softly.
"And the fact that Fawkes was able to stand on Snape's shoulders has proved many things. First, he had Dumbledore's permission. Second, Dumbledore was not dead. Finally, it seems that Slytherin will truly rule the world in the future."
He showed a bitter expression and spread his hands helplessly. Ginny burst out laughing. At this time, Percy happened to see his sister in the crowd, chatting happily with Cedric, so he quickened his pace.
"Hey, brother, what are you doing?" Ginny suddenly felt her wrist being forcibly held by someone. When she looked over, she saw Percy with a stern face.
"Come with me quickly, there's nothing to talk about with this kid, he's like central air conditioning all day long."
Percy didn't force Cedric to say this. He turned his head away awkwardly. "This guy is really-"
He turned and disappeared into the crowd, and when Ginny turned back, she could see nothing.
At this moment, Percy was still nagging, "I told you not to like Harry Potter in the future, let alone get close to that guy. He is too dangerous. But I didn't tell you to find Cedric. He is a playboy."
Percy suddenly felt a little cold behind him. It turned out that he had walked to the edge of the crowd without realizing it. Snape, who was originally on the platform, walked over and looked at him coldly.
Ginny suddenly laughed, doubled over, and laughed loudly.
Flitwick was still on the eighth floor. He thought of the recent rumors about Hogwarts and looked at the broken window. He felt that something was wrong.
What exactly is wrong?
Gryffindor was leaning on the side with his arms folded, watching the dwarf Flitwick wandering around here. He looked at the blank portrait directly opposite. The original troll had run away long ago. He thought that even after a few years, it would not come back.
After all, such a big thing happened in Hogwarts, and as a former member, he would definitely come and take a look.
Even the quality of this group of professors is hard to describe. Each of them is extremely stupid.
Only, only Snape looked real.
Flitwick stomped his feet and suddenly remembered something. Snape just said that Professor Dumbledore was dead, but where was his body?
He didn't know why, but he couldn't feel sad. Everything now seemed fake. He imitated Lupin's path as described by Snape. He stayed at the portrait for a while, and then ran to the window on the 8th floor as fast as he could.
Hiss, that's not right. There is obviously another one closer here. If you want to escape, why go the far one instead of the near one?
A small piece of silver thread tried to slip away quietly. Gryffindor, who was standing in the corner, stepped on it, and curiously held the small thing in his palm to observe it carefully.
This kind of thing is rare.
Snape's brows were frowned at this time. Percy was a little scared of being looked at. He quietly took Ginny's hand and blended into the crowd little by little. Then he came to where the Gryffindors gathered and breathed a sigh of relief.
At this time, a tall boy with long hair came over and asked, "Are all the students from Gryffindor College gathered?"
Percy nodded.
He sat on the ground with his sister, then leaned close to her ear and asked in a strange voice, "What were you laughing at just now?"
Ginny's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked very strange. Percy touched her forehead in panic, begging for mercy, "I was wrong, but it's not okay. Cedric is Cedric, it's better than Harry Potter."
Neville was holding a few memory balls in his arms, some of which glowed a faint red. Seamus sat beside him with concern, gently stroking his back.
Hogwarts agreed to the decision to change the headmaster. Dumbledore's portrait suddenly appeared on the wall, and behind him a white frame appeared, with Harry's shadow looming in it.
The portrait of Dumbledore was obviously very surprised. His deep blue eyes looked at his hands in disbelief. His snow-white beard trembled slightly, and then he held his head in his hands.
"My sugar! My Honeydukes! I shall never see you again."
At this time, Fox suddenly appeared in the office. Its state was very unstable. After a while, a violent flame rose up and turned into a pile of ashes.
Dumbledore looked at the portrait with concern, and only felt relieved when he saw a wrinkled little bird emerge from the ashes.
After the bird left the ashes, he could clearly see a ball of silver liquid remaining inside, flowing slowly.
This, he put his middle finger on the frame above his nose, "What is this? Where did everyone go?"
Inside the cave, Dumbledore suddenly felt that he had lost something, as if some mysterious connection had been severed, and this world gave him a clearer feeling.
"there--"
"What?" Grindelwald leaned over to listen, and Rosier, who had woken up, followed him loyally.
"Nothing, just continue." Dumbledore pushed his face away. The blood contract on his wrist was jumping happily, and he hid it in his sleeve in a somewhat inappropriate manner.
Hermione had left. Ron stood bored at the edge of the cave, watching the howling hurricane in front of him. It was the roar of nature.
Snape approached silently, holding the candy tightly in his hand, and suddenly asked, "Where is the food?"
Ron was startled. When he saw Snape, he subconsciously shrank his neck and said, "Wait, I'll get it for you."
"Can I tag along?"
"No."
Snape had a gloomy expression as he watched the little troll's back getting farther and farther away. He then snorted coldly. Even though this guy had grown up, he was still so annoying.
It was clearly a straight cave that was visible from one end to the other, but Ron's figure suddenly disappeared, and Snape, who had been watching him, was very surprised.
At this time, Ron's steps were brisk. Suddenly, there were many forks in the road. He turned left and right very skillfully, and finally came to the end of a fork in the road. The road was blocked and there was no food.
"Dobby Dobby, come on—"
Ron snapped his fingers and said, "Bring us food for eight people. It's better to prepare something rich. Also prepare some extra candies. I'll give you five minutes."
A thin and small hand suddenly stretched out from the wall in front, with wrinkled skin and sharp nails on each finger.
It made an "OK" gesture.
Ron chuckled, "This world is really too fashionable. It seems that I can't keep up with the pace of the times."
After a while, a sumptuous dinner appeared, but without Hermione's help, Ron couldn't carry so much by himself.
When Hermione came over, he stretched his head, as if he wanted to see through the wall in front of him to the world inside.