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"Is it him?" I asked vaguely.Never before had Hogwarts' midnight chime been so shrill, and what had once been a long and distant resonance was now more of a high-pitched howl, drowning out all other sounds that could be heard in my ears.I struggled to recognize the scorching-smelling corpse lying on the ground from Harry's arms, Harry turned sideways and blocked all my sight with himself.

"No." He answered me softly. "Don't think about it, Alice, don't look at it."

Neville... I don't know where he went, he just followed up and directly blew open the crumbling door, ignoring my father's loud shouts, and rushed towards the tall Death Eater at the end of the stairs, he and his father Are you going after those Death Eaters who are about to escape?Unintelligible words were coming from all directions, and sobbing and shouting and wailing filled the gaps between the bells, and when it finally stopped I still felt a lingering vibration in my ears.Harry ignored the faces staring at us and whispering in the foyer, and he might have been a little weak as he passed the marble staircase, almost slipping on the strewn Gryffindor rubies.

"I can walk by myself." I struggled a bit, "My leg didn't hurt—"

"Your father asked me to carry you over there." He adjusted his posture. "We're going to the hospital hospital, where everyone is, Ron, Talus, Hermione and the others—"

I suddenly recalled Rodolphus's smug laugh. So much had happened before that I had forgotten that he had said "we've killed a man".

"Who else died?" I forced myself to ask the question, "Rodolphus Lestrange said he stepped on a dead body to get up to the Astronomy Tower—"

"He stepped on Bill, Ron's brother, and he's alive...just a little bit badly wounded." Harry answered hoarsely, and I realized he had a deep, bleeding scar on his forehead. The wound, "Madame Pomfrey said that his life is not in danger... It's just that the bites of those werewolves may... Although the moon is not full tonight, it will still have an impact in the future."

"Did I attack you?" I stretched out my left hand to touch the wound, my voice trembling, "Did I still—"

"No." After Harry finished speaking, he seemed to realize that he was too eager to deny it. He looked down at the bright red blood on my fingertips, sighed and said, "We all drank Felicia, whether it's you The spell or the Death Eater's spell just missed us, and if I wasn't trying too hard to bring you back... don't take it as your own fault for what you do under the Imperius Curse. "

When we arrived at the school hospital, we smelled a pungent smell of ointment when we opened the door.Ron, Hermione, Ginny, Tallus, Tonks, and Lupine were all gathered around the innermost bed, and they did not appear to be hurt.They all turned their heads when they heard the door open. Hermione ran over and anxiously held my still-moving left hand and looked up and down my injury. Professor Lupine's expression was more worried than anyone else in the room, and he followed suit. Come over to check on me who was carefully put on the bed by Harry: "Are you all okay?"

"I'm fine." Harry wiped the blood from his forehead with his hand, and then wiped it on the hem of his robe, "Madame Pomfrey, Alice may need a little sedative—"

"Wait a moment," Madam Pomfrey replied.I turned my head and saw the grotesque, grotesque, and unrecognizable face sleeping on the other bed. The flesh from the wound was curled and entangled, which made my stomach twitch, and the bloody smell in my throat came up again. .Madam Pomfrey was wiping those wounds with a green ointment, which probably contributed to the smell of the hospital.

"Her... Has the Imperius Curse been lifted?" Talus walked over with a rare, cautious expression.

"Yeah." Harry took a clean handkerchief from Hermione and covered his forehead, and I tried to curl myself up a little uncomfortable.Madam Pomfrey turned and poked my arm with her wand, and it probably healed right away, but now I feel numb to all senses except for a brain that keeps screaming.

"I brought Neville back." A hazy voice appeared at the entrance of the school hospital, and she knew it was Luna Lovegood without looking, and she led Neville all the way to Bill's bedside , "Oh! It's all right, neither of us was hurt, here, Harry - your Invisibility Cloak, I've folded it."

"My dad... seems to be able to heal some deep wounds." After Madam Pomfrey asked me to spit the blood from my mouth into a bowl, I whispered to her, "Maybe he can try—"

"A werewolf bite is not the same as a wound caused by a spell," Madam Pomfrey sighed. "Of course he can try if he wants to—as far as I know, there is no magic that can heal a werewolf bite." .”

"But it's not a full moon today," whispered Ron, who had stood motionless since we arrived at the hospital, gazing into his brother's face. "Fenrir Greyback didn't turn into a wolf today, did he? Professor , You taught us, you said that the aggression and bite toxicity of werewolves who have not turned into wolves will be greatly reduced."

"The werewolf chapter seems to be told by Severus for me, but you remember correctly." Lupine nodded, "But it doesn't mean that there is no change at all, these wounds can be regarded as some kind of curse after all, no Completely healed...and maybe Bill will show some werewolf traits in the future."

"Professor Dumbledore has a solution?" Ginny looked at us hopefully, "Maybe he has magic that none of us know about—"

"Dumbledore is dead." Neville, who had been sitting there silently just now, finally spoke.

"Impossible!" Lupine stood up abruptly. He first looked at Neville, then turned his head to look at me and Harry, as if hoping that anyone here would say no.In the silence, he slumped weakly on the chair next to Bill's bed, and buried his face and the gray hair on his forehead in his palms.Hermione shook her head at us with tears in her eyes, covering her mouth after I nodded feebly.

"What's going on?" Tonks asked in a low voice. "What the hell happened tonight?"

"Draco Malfoy killed him." Neville said, looking down at the palm of his hand. "I was there - Alice was there, she was controlled by the Lestranges, and I was controlled by the Dumbledores." Lido put a spell on it...there is the Dark Mark on the Astronomy Tower, and we rushed there as soon as we got back to school. Dumbledore was... very weak because of illness, but I think he should have realized it was a trap right away, so I went there. would hold me—and then Bellatrix—Bellatrix Lestrange appeared, and she handed over Dumbledore's wand—"

He couldn't go on talking, the anger made him have to strangle his wrist so as not to make any other moves, Luna walked over to help him by the shoulder and hugged him gently, tears kept flowing from her eyes Downwell.

"Then Malfoy got his hands on it." I looked at the white curtain above my head and forced myself to say every word, "A group of Death Eaters watched—he said he lied to Dumbledore...and me, And then he did it—Avada Kedavra.”

There was a burst of music outside the window, and Ginny and Madam Pomfrey seemed to hear it before us. Ginny walked over and pushed the hospital window out a little, and the ethereal music became much clearer.

"His phoenix..." said Harry softly. "It's Fox."

Somewhere in the darkness outside, Dumbledore's phoenix was singing a moving dirge in a way we'd never heard before, as if all the sorrows of the night had sung The reverberation between the windows cleared away the anger surging in the chest, stroked the rising pain and fear, and finally left only the continuous and warm sadness in the song.

I don't know how long we stood here in silence listening, Professor McGonagall and my dad opened the door and walked into the ward.Dad walked right up to me and touched my wrists and neck before turning to look down at Bill's wound.

"Molly and Arthur are coming here. James is worried that the Ministry of Magic is in a mess. He and Lily will probably come with Fiona after dawn." Professor McGonagall's voice interrupted the magic of the music , everyone showed a trance expression suddenly awakened from a dream, or rubbed their eyes or shook their heads. "Severus told me most of the things, but what exactly happened in the Astronomy Tower?"

"Draco Malfoy killed Dumbledore." Harry didn't seem to want me to repeat this sentence again, so he jumped in between me and repeated what Neville and I said just now, and McGonagall stared at us blankly After a while, and then wobbly shaking, Madam Pomfrey hurried over and conjured an ottoman for her.

"Killed by his own students..." McGonagall slumped down on the chair weakly, seemingly in disbelief, "We never thought of it...he was still a sixth-grade student, and Dumbledore must have never thought of it—— "

"Did you catch him, Dad?" I asked as I wiped the tears from my cheeks on the pillow, watching as Dad drew his wand and muttered to Bill's wound, "You went after them, he—"

"Draco's stealth bomb," Dad replied with a sullen face, "before we all thought they had run out of stealth bombs before choosing to fight directly. When Frivy and I dispelled the black mist, we already missed it." This is the best time to stop them."

"Have you never been able to go up to the Astronomy Tower?" Neville asked hoarsely, "Why can only Death Eaters go up—"

"When Harry came to inform us that the Death Eaters came out of the Room of Requirement, Filch found us." Hermione showed a guilty expression, "Fortunately, we met Lupine and Tonks who were patrolling, and then we split up. Looking for other professors, Ginny and I found Professor McGonagall and Professor Snape, and Luna found Professor Frivy. We saw Death Eaters walking towards the Astronomy Tower on the Marauder's Map, and they were shot by those invisibility After a long delay, when we finally saw those Death Eaters, one of them had rushed to the Astronomy Tower and released the Dark Mark—"

"That Death Eater was named Gibbon, and when they came back to fight, they were killed by a killing curse they issued themselves." Lupine continued, following Hermione's words, "The situation is very bad, there are flying spells everywhere, Death Eater Iris is still in the hands of the Death Eaters—I don’t mean to blame you, child, Alice is being controlled by Lestrange to attack us, but we dare not attack her as we attack other Death Eaters—”

"If it weren't for the Felix, we'd all be dead," Tallus said softly. "You got us all off the ground with a spell we didn't know...Harry was trying desperately to catch you, and you used When the Shenfeng Shadowless Curse attacked him, he suddenly lost his balance and fell down the stairs, otherwise he must not have hurt his forehead—"

"Did I hurt anyone else?" I felt my face burn, and tried to get up to see that the other people didn't have bad wounds, "I'm sorry, I-"

"No, uh, Filch's cat doesn't count." Ron was stared at by Hermione, and he didn't dare to go on. Hermione said in a shrill voice, "It wasn't your fault, Alice! Erqi didn't know what was going on and ran around yelling. There were bounced spells everywhere. The Death Eaters made up their minds not to let us get close to the Astronomy Tower. We really didn't have the energy to deal with him... When your spell flew towards him, Mrs. Norris jumped up to block her... and then he finally remembered that he should run far away."

"While we were still figuring out what to do, the Lestranges suddenly disappeared with Alice, and Malfoy." Tonks lowered his head guiltily, "They sealed it with a spell." The stairs leading to the Astronomy Tower, and Harry rushed up and was thrown straight into the air—"

"Fortunately, Professor Snape and Frivy arrived so that he was not seriously injured." Tallus's voice was tense, "We tried all kinds of ways to get through that barrier, but it just didn't work. There is another Big Death Eaters were casting spells in all directions, and the Death Eaters just went upstairs."

"That magic obstacle should require the Dark Mark to pass," Dad answered coldly, and he left Bill's bedside. Although the scar on Bill's face was still deep, it looked much more regular than before. He left Came over impatiently and waved his hand to Harry to remove the towel from his forehead, "It took us too much time to untie it, Dieblaze helped a little - but how dare you be in such a small place - Ellie Ruth... did it ever occur to you that that might kill everyone who was still in the tower? I never remember teaching you that—"

"I watched it in his study." I unconsciously grabbed the pillow, "I just wanted him to die...in the end who...was burned to death by me?"

"Rodolphus Lestrange," said Hermione softly, "we... heard Bellatrix screaming in the dark mist, and she... screamed Calling and laughing wildly—”

The people in the hospital were suddenly knocked away, and everyone was shocked.The Weasleys strode in, followed by an exceptionally beautiful silver-haired woman—Fleur Delacour. I slowly recalled that I had heard someone say that she was Bill's fiancée.

"Is he all right?" Mrs. Weasley asked in a trembling voice. Lupine and Tonks quickly stood up and made way for Mrs. Weasley's eyes filled with tears after seeing her son's bruised face. Light. "Oh... Bill..."

"Fenrir Greyback attacked him?" Mr. Weasley's voice shook. "But it's not a full moon today, is it? What will happen to him?"

"There must be changes, this is inevitable." Lupine and my father exchanged glances, and my father said, "I have tried my best to repair the parts that can be repaired. This is a very special werewolf attack situation. We can only wait for him to wake up." Come and observe."

Mrs. Weasley took the foul-smelling ointment from Madam Pomfrey, sat on Bill's bedside and began to apply it for him. Fleur was still staring blankly at Bill's face with a stunned expression. , Ginny stared at her sharply.

"Then Dumbledore..." asked Mr. Weasley, "that's a false rumor, isn't it? He didn't—"

"Arthur, he's dead." Lupine looked out the window, and Phoenix was still singing a mournful dirge.

Mr. Weasley opened his mouth, but finally said nothing.Mrs. Weasley, still staring at Bill, began to sob, tears rolling down her son's scarred face.

"Of course, looks don't matter - don't matter - but he's always been - a very handsome - very handsome boy - has always been... he was... was going to fight - was going to marry! "

"What do you mean?" Fu Rong suddenly asked loudly, "What do you mean? What do you mean by 'he was going to get married'?"

Mrs. Weasley looked up, surprised: "I—I just—"

"Could it be because of these scars that Bill doesn't want to marry me?" Fleur asked, "Could it be that because of these scars, he doesn't love me anymore?"

"No—" said Mrs. Weasley, "I'm not the one—I meant that given his injury—"

"Do you think I don't want to marry him because of these wounds?" Furong's eyes widened, tears made her pupils look even more beautiful, "Do you think I married him only because of his handsome appearance? I think I'm alone Human beauty is enough for the two of us, and these scars are proof that my husband is brave! Here I come!"

She pushed Mrs. Weasley away, snatched the ointment from her hand and began to apply it to Bill's face.

There was no sound in the school hospital, and Harry didn't even dare to rub the white cream in the bottle on the incompletely healed wound.Mrs. Weasley looked at Fleur who was pouring ointment on Bill's face with a very strange expression, and said after a long time: "Our Aunt Muriel...has a very beautiful head made of goblins. Tiara. I'm sure I can persuade her to lend it to you for your wedding, and you'll be . . . beautiful in it."

"Thank you." Fu Rong said bluntly, "I think it will be very beautiful."

We haven't realized what happened - we thought we would meet a volcanic eruption, but we didn't expect the two women to hug each other and start crying.Everyone else exchanged bewildered looks, but Tonks looked at Lupine brightly: "Look! Although he has been bitten, she doesn't care!"

"It's not the same thing at all." Lupine avoided Tonks' gaze and replied somewhat flusteredly, "He won't turn into a complete werewolf, I've told you many times, I'm old enough To be your uncle is too poor...too dangerous..."

"I've told you a million times too." Tonks walked over and grabbed Lupine's patched robe front. "I don't care, not at all!"

"You deserve to be accompanied by a man ten thousand times better than me for the rest of your life." Lupine looked very embarrassed. He looked at us helplessly, as if expecting us to help us to say something, but we were still immersed in the original protection of Tonks. God changes because of this reason in shock. "And it's not appropriate to discuss this now, Dumbledore is dead..."

"I think Dumbledore's wish has always been to have more love in the world," said Professor McGonagall briefly, "whether he can witness it or not."

"Yeah, the important thing is whether you love her, Remus... I've always said that the reason you're running away like this is because you like her too, but you never admit it." Mrs. Weasley patted Fleur on the back. There was a little smile on the side, "Nothing else is important... except for love, youth, appearance... are all fleeting things."

The door to the school hospital opened again, and Hagrid walked in.The little patch of his face where there was no beard or hair seemed soaked in tears and swollen.

"I've... finished," he said, choking on the speckled bandanna, "move him away, Professor Sprout and Professor Frivy put the other kids back to bed Going to bed, Professor Slughorn is still in touch with Lily, he said that James might come over sooner."

"Thank you, Hagrid." Professor McGonagall stood up and looked at my father, "Although there is no need to hide anything from James, I think the deans of our four colleges still need to discuss before meeting the Ministry of Magic. Something. Hagrid - I wish you could come too."

"Then I want to talk to you a few words." After both Dad and Hagrid nodded, McGonagall turned to look at Harry and Neville, "Harry, Neville, come with me to the office Let's go."

"See you later." Harry squeezed my wrist lightly, then stood up to say goodbye to the others, and I realized sadly that because I missed the best time to use Baixian, he might have a scar on his forehead for the rest of his life. With that thin scar.

Dad tapped my forehead with his wand before leaving.

"A night without dreams."