Chapter 304 The Death of Hogwarts
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Yi Yang Shi Ming Yue
The night in Scotland is caressed by the sea breeze tirelessly, but the calm is not as good as before.
A sparsely populated relic, it seems that there used to be a magnificent castle, but at this time there are only ruins left.
Traces belonging to human beings have long disappeared in this ruins. The peace of the years should have shrouded this place, but the slightly trembling sky was covered with thick dark clouds like mountains. One piece, murderous intent everywhere.
For ordinary humans, this is just a relic that has been explored by explorers, but for wizards, this is the oldest school of magic - Hogwarts.
Death Eaters flooded into the castle, but the greatest White Wizard who should have been shining was quietly lying on the grass under the Astronomy Tower under the gaze of everyone.
Under the ravages of nature, wizards are as vulnerable as humans.The astronomy tower at Hogwarts was a hundred feet high, and no one thought that someone would survive if he fell from it, even if he was the greatest white wizard of this century.
The students huddled together on the grass, forming a semicircle around the old man, like swarms of ants, filled with dead silence and uneasiness.
Someone in the crowd tried to poke his head out, and every look in his eyes was full of disbelief.
"Step aside!"
A loud shout sounded from the crowd, and the students around were pushed away before they could get out of the way. They were extremely surprised, because they had never seen such an out-of-control Professor McGonagall.The danger is really coming!
Professor McGonagall, who finally stood at the front, almost fell, and she saw her old partner lying on the ground. This seemed to be a sinister joke by Merlin, which made her unable to calm down and unacceptable.
That year, he put aside his love and resolutely devoted himself to Hogwarts. While leading her further and further in the career of education, this senior appeared at the most appropriate time, and then sorted out her messy mood.
Dumbledore is a senior and a good friend to her.He is like a glass of old wine, only after taking a sip can you feel its stunning beauty, nothing in this world can stop him, he is omnipotent, but now he is lying here, so peaceful, so vulnerable.
Even he sacrificed, who else can sustain it?
At this moment, McGonagall only had one thought in her mind. She couldn't think of a way to deal with an enemy that was enough to kill Dumbledore.
Standing behind her were Hogwarts students, soft sobs and rapid breathing came from behind, and she carried a huge mountain on her back.
"You can definitely do it."
It was something Dumbledore used to say to her often, when she was just a young man who was getting dizzy from his career.
Now she is the vice principal of Hogwarts, the principal has died, she is the pillar of the entire Hogwarts, students need her protection, professors need her scheduling.
She slowly raised the wand above her head, and the Yingying light barely propped up a piece of light.
One, two... The students and professors in the back looked up at the spark from a distance, and raised their wands one after another, emitting their own light.
On the grass, the light emitted by everyone in Hogwarts stubbornly tore a hole in the darkness.
"A bunch of lifeless bugs!" Bella on the observatory stared violently at the light below, her eyes filled with madness.
"Bone reappears!"
The hysterical spell came from Bella, and a dark green light shot towards the sky, bursting suddenly, and the dark breath instantly engulfed the entire sky, and there were snake-like hissing sounds everywhere.
The people below looked at the giant skull staring at them in the sky, and the tongue-like snake was eager to try them, and everyone felt the bone-chilling cold.
"The deans lead their own prefects, all the prefects lead the students of this grade, and other professors are responsible for security and evacuation, everyone, get out of here!"
Professor McGonagall quickly gave instructions behind her, and she patted Flitwick who was greeting the prefect, "Where's Snape?"
Flitwick stood in the crowd, with legs everywhere he looked, and he could only scream as loud as he could so that his prefect could find him.
"Clivet, Clearwater... oh...Professor McGonagall. Snape..." Flitwick stood on tiptoe, trying to find Snape in the crowd.
Professor McGonagall looked at Flitwick, who stood on tiptoe, not as tall as the student's legs, pursed his mouth helplessly, and then turned his head to stop Horace Slughorn, who was about to run away with his head down.
"Professor Slughorn! Professor Slughorn!"
Slughorn, who was in a panic, was hunched over and preparing to squeeze out of the crowd, with one hand reaching into his bosom and constantly taking out something.
Feeling someone holding him, he turned around angrily and found that it was Mag.
"Horace, are you running away?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Ah..." Slughorn straightened up hastily, "No, I..."
"That's just right, the Slytherin students will be handed over to you, you know all the prefects, right?"
"...Uh...I..." The expression on Slughorn's face froze, standing in a mess among the running crowd.
"Okay, then what do I need to do with the children?" Slughorn didn't know how many struggles and calculations he had in his mind, but he agreed without hesitation when he looked at the immature and panicked students.
"Escape!"
Professor McGonagall nodded firmly to Slughorn, and turned away.
Slughorn opened his mouth, but no words came out.He turned his head and looked around a few times, then caught a prefect who was about to escape from the crowd, and led him to gather the Slytherin students.
"Professor Hooch!" Professor McGonagall stopped Mrs. Hooch, who was teaching the flight class.
"Professor Hooch, I will leave the Gryffindor students to you for the time being!"
"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Madam Hooch responded without any nonsense, and turned around to organize the evacuation of the Gryffindor students.
After arranging all this, Professor McGonagall looked at the students who were evacuating, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the terrifying Dark Mark in the sky, her face sank again.
At this time, the Death Eaters couldn't wait to start the carnival, and the craziest among them was Bella, the crazy woman.
"Dead, dead, finally dead! Hahahaha..." Bella's piercing shouts echoed throughout the castle, and the portraits on the wall were in chaos, fleeing and hiding.
"Whatever you run, whatever you run. These stupid portraits!"
Bella's wand waved wildly, and the picture frame fell like rain and smashed to pieces.
The rest of the Death Eaters secretly stayed away from this crazy woman, and there was no way to reason with this thing if they accidentally injured her.
"Damn rioters, stop your atrocities!"
In the portrait, a knight in full armor rode a short gray horse, brandishing a long sword at Bella.
Bella stopped what she was doing as if she had pressed the pause button, her eyes fixed on the portrait knight as if she had found a prey, and the corner of her mouth showed a cruel arc.
"go to hell!"
The tyrannical magic hit the picture frame, smoke and dust rose everywhere, the picture frame disappeared, and the knight disappeared, leaving only Bella's rampant laughter.
A sparsely populated relic, it seems that there used to be a magnificent castle, but at this time there are only ruins left.
Traces belonging to human beings have long disappeared in this ruins. The peace of the years should have shrouded this place, but the slightly trembling sky was covered with thick dark clouds like mountains. One piece, murderous intent everywhere.
For ordinary humans, this is just a relic that has been explored by explorers, but for wizards, this is the oldest school of magic - Hogwarts.
Death Eaters flooded into the castle, but the greatest White Wizard who should have been shining was quietly lying on the grass under the Astronomy Tower under the gaze of everyone.
Under the ravages of nature, wizards are as vulnerable as humans.The astronomy tower at Hogwarts was a hundred feet high, and no one thought that someone would survive if he fell from it, even if he was the greatest white wizard of this century.
The students huddled together on the grass, forming a semicircle around the old man, like swarms of ants, filled with dead silence and uneasiness.
Someone in the crowd tried to poke his head out, and every look in his eyes was full of disbelief.
"Step aside!"
A loud shout sounded from the crowd, and the students around were pushed away before they could get out of the way. They were extremely surprised, because they had never seen such an out-of-control Professor McGonagall.The danger is really coming!
Professor McGonagall, who finally stood at the front, almost fell, and she saw her old partner lying on the ground. This seemed to be a sinister joke by Merlin, which made her unable to calm down and unacceptable.
That year, he put aside his love and resolutely devoted himself to Hogwarts. While leading her further and further in the career of education, this senior appeared at the most appropriate time, and then sorted out her messy mood.
Dumbledore is a senior and a good friend to her.He is like a glass of old wine, only after taking a sip can you feel its stunning beauty, nothing in this world can stop him, he is omnipotent, but now he is lying here, so peaceful, so vulnerable.
Even he sacrificed, who else can sustain it?
At this moment, McGonagall only had one thought in her mind. She couldn't think of a way to deal with an enemy that was enough to kill Dumbledore.
Standing behind her were Hogwarts students, soft sobs and rapid breathing came from behind, and she carried a huge mountain on her back.
"You can definitely do it."
It was something Dumbledore used to say to her often, when she was just a young man who was getting dizzy from his career.
Now she is the vice principal of Hogwarts, the principal has died, she is the pillar of the entire Hogwarts, students need her protection, professors need her scheduling.
She slowly raised the wand above her head, and the Yingying light barely propped up a piece of light.
One, two... The students and professors in the back looked up at the spark from a distance, and raised their wands one after another, emitting their own light.
On the grass, the light emitted by everyone in Hogwarts stubbornly tore a hole in the darkness.
"A bunch of lifeless bugs!" Bella on the observatory stared violently at the light below, her eyes filled with madness.
"Bone reappears!"
The hysterical spell came from Bella, and a dark green light shot towards the sky, bursting suddenly, and the dark breath instantly engulfed the entire sky, and there were snake-like hissing sounds everywhere.
The people below looked at the giant skull staring at them in the sky, and the tongue-like snake was eager to try them, and everyone felt the bone-chilling cold.
"The deans lead their own prefects, all the prefects lead the students of this grade, and other professors are responsible for security and evacuation, everyone, get out of here!"
Professor McGonagall quickly gave instructions behind her, and she patted Flitwick who was greeting the prefect, "Where's Snape?"
Flitwick stood in the crowd, with legs everywhere he looked, and he could only scream as loud as he could so that his prefect could find him.
"Clivet, Clearwater... oh...Professor McGonagall. Snape..." Flitwick stood on tiptoe, trying to find Snape in the crowd.
Professor McGonagall looked at Flitwick, who stood on tiptoe, not as tall as the student's legs, pursed his mouth helplessly, and then turned his head to stop Horace Slughorn, who was about to run away with his head down.
"Professor Slughorn! Professor Slughorn!"
Slughorn, who was in a panic, was hunched over and preparing to squeeze out of the crowd, with one hand reaching into his bosom and constantly taking out something.
Feeling someone holding him, he turned around angrily and found that it was Mag.
"Horace, are you running away?" Professor McGonagall asked.
"Ah..." Slughorn straightened up hastily, "No, I..."
"That's just right, the Slytherin students will be handed over to you, you know all the prefects, right?"
"...Uh...I..." The expression on Slughorn's face froze, standing in a mess among the running crowd.
"Okay, then what do I need to do with the children?" Slughorn didn't know how many struggles and calculations he had in his mind, but he agreed without hesitation when he looked at the immature and panicked students.
"Escape!"
Professor McGonagall nodded firmly to Slughorn, and turned away.
Slughorn opened his mouth, but no words came out.He turned his head and looked around a few times, then caught a prefect who was about to escape from the crowd, and led him to gather the Slytherin students.
"Professor Hooch!" Professor McGonagall stopped Mrs. Hooch, who was teaching the flight class.
"Professor Hooch, I will leave the Gryffindor students to you for the time being!"
"Okay, Professor McGonagall." Madam Hooch responded without any nonsense, and turned around to organize the evacuation of the Gryffindor students.
After arranging all this, Professor McGonagall looked at the students who were evacuating, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, but when she saw the terrifying Dark Mark in the sky, her face sank again.
At this time, the Death Eaters couldn't wait to start the carnival, and the craziest among them was Bella, the crazy woman.
"Dead, dead, finally dead! Hahahaha..." Bella's piercing shouts echoed throughout the castle, and the portraits on the wall were in chaos, fleeing and hiding.
"Whatever you run, whatever you run. These stupid portraits!"
Bella's wand waved wildly, and the picture frame fell like rain and smashed to pieces.
The rest of the Death Eaters secretly stayed away from this crazy woman, and there was no way to reason with this thing if they accidentally injured her.
"Damn rioters, stop your atrocities!"
In the portrait, a knight in full armor rode a short gray horse, brandishing a long sword at Bella.
Bella stopped what she was doing as if she had pressed the pause button, her eyes fixed on the portrait knight as if she had found a prey, and the corner of her mouth showed a cruel arc.
"go to hell!"
The tyrannical magic hit the picture frame, smoke and dust rose everywhere, the picture frame disappeared, and the knight disappeared, leaving only Bella's rampant laughter.
