Chapter 539 Voldemort’s Warning
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Nian Gao Pei Ma Tuan
It took a long time to calm down the commotion caused by the appearance of the Order members and the Phoenix Nirvana scene.
With the support of all the teachers and the prestige accumulated over the years, Professor McGonagall finally took control of the situation.
"Sibyl, Argus, you two stay here to maintain order. If we fail to hold off the Death Eaters' offensive, you will be the last line of defense for these children."
Professor McGonagall's expression returned to calmness, but she lost the nervousness before the war.
"I want to join the battle with you, Minerva!" Trelawney, who was named to stay, said dissatisfiedly, "I am also a professor at Hogwarts, and I have an obligation to protect the students from harm!"
She had just attended Slughorn's banquet. She was still drunk, but she had rarely put away her usual arrogant temperament.
Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, then quickly put on a businesslike expression, and advised: "I believe in your ability, Sybil, but you have to know that you are a professor of divination, and your ability needs to be reserved for more important times. place to use.”
She only said this, and immediately turned her head away from her, and continued to arrange: "If any of you here are good at healing, please sign up with Madam Pomfrey after we leave. If any of the professors are He needs treatment, and we will find a way to get him back here..."
Glenn breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Qiu.
Qiu Yuan was still a little hesitant. This time was different from the past, and even more dangerous than the battle at the Ministry of Magic a few months ago. She obviously planned to follow Glenn throughout the whole process, but seeing his rare persistence, she had no choice but to He nodded reluctantly.
"Prefects..."
Professor McGonagall continued to announce, but was suddenly interrupted.
"What if we're not going to hide here like cowards, but join the fight with you?" George stood up and said loudly.
Professor McGonagall frowned: "You are students, and it is the professors who defend Hogwarts..."
But before she could finish speaking, Fred interrupted again: "Protecting the school is not just the responsibility of professors and staff. I think it's not just the two of us who think so, right?"
As if responding to their call, many people, including Eddie and Marcos, loudly echoed and expressed their approval, especially Harry who shouted the loudest.
Glenn didn't try to stop it; in fact, that was exactly what he wanted to see.If he wants the plan to go smoothly, Harry must stay out of the sight of others, and even be alone and deliver himself to Voldemort.
If everyone stayed in the auditorium, how could he escape so easily?
During the dispute, the auditorium became increasingly chaotic. Professor McGonagall was still trying to stop them. The Slytherins on the other side were making noise again, led by several students from Death Eater families such as Crabbe and Goyle.
Suddenly, another voice sounded.
The source of the sound could not be discerned. It seemed to come from the walls of the castle. Although it was not loud, it was extremely clear, as if the person speaking was very close.
"I know you are preparing to resist..."
Cold, hoarse, and with a hint of not-so-obvious pride.
Everyone knew who the owner of the voice was, and the auditorium instantly became quiet. Even the air seemed to have suddenly dropped several degrees, and many people shivered.
The little wizards looked around in horror, trying to find the direction from which the sound came, but they could only see the desperate expressions on each other's faces.
"Dumbledore is dead!" Voldemort suddenly raised his voice.
"No one is my opponent, and I don't want to kill you and let the world lose the noble blood of wizards." His voice carried a hint of less obvious bewitching magic, "In fact, I have only one goal - —Harry Potter! The boy-who-lived who once shamed the Dark Lord..."
In unison, everyone turned their heads instantly and turned their attention to Harry.
"Hand over Harry Potter, and none of you will be hurt. I will ensure that Hogwarts is safe... Face the reality, hand over Harry Potter, and you will be rewarded by the Dark Lord... .”
It seems that this kind of magic from Queen Morgana is more suitable for women. Although it cannot be said that Voldemort is completely ineffective when using it, it is not even as effective as Patricia back then.
But despite this, many people's expressions still changed slightly, especially the group of Slytherins who were clamoring just now.
"You still have time to think about it." Voldemort continued, "In three ten minutes, if I don't see Harry Potter appear in front of me, then when I step into the castle, everyone involved in the resistance will die. ..."
His voice slowly faded away, and the auditorium was silent for a few seconds. Crabbe and Goyle suddenly called a group of people to stand up, obviously heading towards Harry.
It was impossible for the Gryffindors to let him do it, especially several members of the DA. They also stood up, quickly pulled out their wands, and glared at them.
"What do you want to do?" Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked off the podium and asked loudly.
Crabbe looked away from Harry's face with a bit of greed, and said in a "Do you even need to ask?" tone: "What to do? Of course, capture Potter and give it to the Dark Lord!"
"Didn't you hear what he just said? As long as Potter is handed over, none of us will be hurt!" Gower also echoed.
Both of them have never been kind people. In the original work, they could only be followers, but it was just because of their IQ that they were hindered. Now that the Malfoy family has lost power early, their ambitions have become even more inflated.
For a wizard who comes from a Death Eater family, there is nothing more tempting than receiving a reward from the Dark Lord.
Of course, with the Order of the Phoenix and many upright professors present, their efforts were naturally in vain.
Most of the little wizards didn't follow suit, only a few showed signs of being eager to try, and there weren't even as many people as wanting to stand up and stop them.
Seeing that nothing could be done, Theodore Noteau, who temporarily acted as a dog-headed military counselor, pulled up Crab's sleeve and shook his head.
Although Crabbe and Goyle were not smart, they could still see the situation clearly, so they had no choice but to look at Harry angrily and led the others back to sit down dejectedly.
Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the rostrum, and said loudly: "I believe that everyone knows what we will face next. If anyone feels that it is not safe to stay, you can stand up now, and I will personally I will take you to the gate of the castle. I believe that even Voldemort will not take the initiative to harm you if you are a student who is not a threat."
"No! Hogwarts is our home, I won't leave!" Cedric suddenly stood up and said with firm eyes.
"I want to stay and fight too!"
"Yes! Count me in too!"
......
With the support of all the teachers and the prestige accumulated over the years, Professor McGonagall finally took control of the situation.
"Sibyl, Argus, you two stay here to maintain order. If we fail to hold off the Death Eaters' offensive, you will be the last line of defense for these children."
Professor McGonagall's expression returned to calmness, but she lost the nervousness before the war.
"I want to join the battle with you, Minerva!" Trelawney, who was named to stay, said dissatisfiedly, "I am also a professor at Hogwarts, and I have an obligation to protect the students from harm!"
She had just attended Slughorn's banquet. She was still drunk, but she had rarely put away her usual arrogant temperament.
Professor McGonagall frowned slightly, then quickly put on a businesslike expression, and advised: "I believe in your ability, Sybil, but you have to know that you are a professor of divination, and your ability needs to be reserved for more important times. place to use.”
She only said this, and immediately turned her head away from her, and continued to arrange: "If any of you here are good at healing, please sign up with Madam Pomfrey after we leave. If any of the professors are He needs treatment, and we will find a way to get him back here..."
Glenn breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Qiu.
Qiu Yuan was still a little hesitant. This time was different from the past, and even more dangerous than the battle at the Ministry of Magic a few months ago. She obviously planned to follow Glenn throughout the whole process, but seeing his rare persistence, she had no choice but to He nodded reluctantly.
"Prefects..."
Professor McGonagall continued to announce, but was suddenly interrupted.
"What if we're not going to hide here like cowards, but join the fight with you?" George stood up and said loudly.
Professor McGonagall frowned: "You are students, and it is the professors who defend Hogwarts..."
But before she could finish speaking, Fred interrupted again: "Protecting the school is not just the responsibility of professors and staff. I think it's not just the two of us who think so, right?"
As if responding to their call, many people, including Eddie and Marcos, loudly echoed and expressed their approval, especially Harry who shouted the loudest.
Glenn didn't try to stop it; in fact, that was exactly what he wanted to see.If he wants the plan to go smoothly, Harry must stay out of the sight of others, and even be alone and deliver himself to Voldemort.
If everyone stayed in the auditorium, how could he escape so easily?
During the dispute, the auditorium became increasingly chaotic. Professor McGonagall was still trying to stop them. The Slytherins on the other side were making noise again, led by several students from Death Eater families such as Crabbe and Goyle.
Suddenly, another voice sounded.
The source of the sound could not be discerned. It seemed to come from the walls of the castle. Although it was not loud, it was extremely clear, as if the person speaking was very close.
"I know you are preparing to resist..."
Cold, hoarse, and with a hint of not-so-obvious pride.
Everyone knew who the owner of the voice was, and the auditorium instantly became quiet. Even the air seemed to have suddenly dropped several degrees, and many people shivered.
The little wizards looked around in horror, trying to find the direction from which the sound came, but they could only see the desperate expressions on each other's faces.
"Dumbledore is dead!" Voldemort suddenly raised his voice.
"No one is my opponent, and I don't want to kill you and let the world lose the noble blood of wizards." His voice carried a hint of less obvious bewitching magic, "In fact, I have only one goal - —Harry Potter! The boy-who-lived who once shamed the Dark Lord..."
In unison, everyone turned their heads instantly and turned their attention to Harry.
"Hand over Harry Potter, and none of you will be hurt. I will ensure that Hogwarts is safe... Face the reality, hand over Harry Potter, and you will be rewarded by the Dark Lord... .”
It seems that this kind of magic from Queen Morgana is more suitable for women. Although it cannot be said that Voldemort is completely ineffective when using it, it is not even as effective as Patricia back then.
But despite this, many people's expressions still changed slightly, especially the group of Slytherins who were clamoring just now.
"You still have time to think about it." Voldemort continued, "In three ten minutes, if I don't see Harry Potter appear in front of me, then when I step into the castle, everyone involved in the resistance will die. ..."
His voice slowly faded away, and the auditorium was silent for a few seconds. Crabbe and Goyle suddenly called a group of people to stand up, obviously heading towards Harry.
It was impossible for the Gryffindors to let him do it, especially several members of the DA. They also stood up, quickly pulled out their wands, and glared at them.
"What do you want to do?" Professor McGonagall hurriedly walked off the podium and asked loudly.
Crabbe looked away from Harry's face with a bit of greed, and said in a "Do you even need to ask?" tone: "What to do? Of course, capture Potter and give it to the Dark Lord!"
"Didn't you hear what he just said? As long as Potter is handed over, none of us will be hurt!" Gower also echoed.
Both of them have never been kind people. In the original work, they could only be followers, but it was just because of their IQ that they were hindered. Now that the Malfoy family has lost power early, their ambitions have become even more inflated.
For a wizard who comes from a Death Eater family, there is nothing more tempting than receiving a reward from the Dark Lord.
Of course, with the Order of the Phoenix and many upright professors present, their efforts were naturally in vain.
Most of the little wizards didn't follow suit, only a few showed signs of being eager to try, and there weren't even as many people as wanting to stand up and stop them.
Seeing that nothing could be done, Theodore Noteau, who temporarily acted as a dog-headed military counselor, pulled up Crab's sleeve and shook his head.
Although Crabbe and Goyle were not smart, they could still see the situation clearly, so they had no choice but to look at Harry angrily and led the others back to sit down dejectedly.
Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief, returned to the rostrum, and said loudly: "I believe that everyone knows what we will face next. If anyone feels that it is not safe to stay, you can stand up now, and I will personally I will take you to the gate of the castle. I believe that even Voldemort will not take the initiative to harm you if you are a student who is not a threat."
"No! Hogwarts is our home, I won't leave!" Cedric suddenly stood up and said with firm eyes.
"I want to stay and fight too!"
"Yes! Count me in too!"
......
