94 hp Diagon Alley

"It's almost there...I can Apparate and bring us both back...don't worry..."

"I'm not worried, Harry," said Dumbledore, his voice a little stronger despite the bitter cold, "I'm with you."

Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince

Back under the starry night sky, Harry dragged Dumbledore to the top of the giant boulder closest to them, helped him to his feet, and lifted the dark-haired man's body out of the water.Dumbledore was drenched and shivering, his weight still on Harry.Harry was focused, all his thoughts focused on his destination: Hogsmeade.He closed his eyes, clutched Dumbledore's arm tightly, and stepped into that horrible squeezing feeling all at once.

Before he opened his eyes, he knew it was a success: the sea breeze and the smell of the sea were gone.He and Dumbledore stood on the dark road in Hogsmeade, shaking and dripping from their clothes.In a daze, Harry seemed to see another Infernal corpse coming out of some shops, approaching him step by step, but he blinked, but found that there was no movement, except for the chilling corpse beside him. .There was silence all around, and the night was very dark, only a few street lamps and a few lighted windows upstairs were visible.

Dumbledore staggered into him.At first Harry thought it was his inexperienced Apparition that knocked Dumbledore off balance, and then he saw Dumbledore's face, illuminated by a street lamp in the distance, more than ever before. All pale and lifeless.

"Sir, are you all right?"

"It's not as good as before," said Dumbledore weakly, the corners of his mouth twitching. "That potion...isn't a health drink..."

To Harry's horror, Dumbledore collapsed to the ground.

"Sir—it's all right, sir, you'll be fine soon, don't worry—"

He looked around anxiously, trying to find someone to help, but he couldn't see anyone. He only knew that he had to find a way to rush Dumbledore to the school hospital.

"We need to send you to school, sir... Madam Pomfrey..."

"No," said Dumbledore, "what I need... is Professor Snape... but I don't think... I can get very far..."

"Okay—sir, listen to me—I'm going to knock on a door and find a place for you to stay—and then I can run to Pomfrey—"

"Severus," said Dumbledore clearly, "I need Severus..."

However, before Harry could move, he heard running footsteps.His heart beat for joy: someone saw, someone knew they needed help—and he turned to see Mrs. Rosmerta running towards them down the dark street in plush high-heeled slippers and a A silk dressing gown embroidered with dragons.

"I saw you apparating when I drew the bedroom curtains just now! Thank goodness, thank goodness, I don't know what to- eh, what's going on with Albus?" She stopped, her eyes widening, and she looked down at the Dumbledore.

"He's hurt," said Harry. "Mrs. Rosmerta, could you let him stay in the Three Broomsticks for a while while I get help from the school?"

"You can't go back alone! Didn't you see—didn't you see—?"

"Help him up, please," said Harry, without listening to her, "I think we can get him in—"

"What's the matter?" asked Dumbledore. "What's the matter, Rosmerta?"

"Black—Dark Mark, Albus."

She pointed to the sky in the direction of Hogwarts.When Harry heard those words, his heart was filled with fear... He turned his eyes.

And there it was, hanging over the school: the dazzling green skeleton with the snake tongue sticking out of its mouth, and whenever the Death Eaters broke into a building... wherever they killed... To leave a mark like this...

"When did it appear?" asked Dumbledore, struggling to his feet, his hands gripping Harry's shoulders painfully.

"Must have been a few minutes ago, the cat wasn't there when I let it out, but when I got upstairs—"

"We need to get back to the castle immediately," said Dumbledore. "Rosmerta," he seemed to be taking the initiative to control the situation, although he was still staggering a little. "We need transportation—a broom—"

"I've got two behind the bar," said Rosmerta, looking horrified, "shall I run and get them—?"

"No, Harry can do it."

Harry immediately raised his wand. "Rosmerta's broom is coming!"

A second later they heard a loud bang and the front door of the bar was thrown open.The two brooms whized into the street, chasing each other to Harry's side, and then stopped suddenly at waist height, trembling slightly.

"Rosmerta, please send a message to the Ministry of Magic." Dumbledore said as he rode on the broom closest to him, "Maybe people inside Hogwarts don't know what happened...Harry, Put on your invisibility cloak." Then Dumbledore thought of something, and he looked at the corpse he brought back with a little regret, "I need to say something to Alastor."

Harry didn't know how Dumbledore did it, maybe he did have an extremely firm belief in his heart at this time, because the frail old man abruptly summoned the Patronus, and the silver phoenix circled around Dumbledore After a circle, it flapped its wings and flew into the distance.

Harry pulled the Invisibility Cloak from his pocket and draped it over himself, then mounted his broom, placing the dark-haired corpse behind him.Lady Rosmerta was already stumbling towards her pub when Harry and Dumbledore kicked off the ground and into the air.The two broomsticks flew towards the castle quickly. Harry glanced sideways at Dumbledore, wanting to help him in case he fell. Unexpectedly, the appearance of the Dark Mark seemed to give Dumbledore a shot. Stimulus: He is hunched over his broom, eyes fixed on the Dark Mark, long silver hair and beard floating in the night sky behind him.Harry also looked at the skeleton, fear expanding like a poisonous bubble, squeezing his lungs, he had no thought of thinking about other discomforts...

How long have they been away?Have Ron, Hermione, Ginny and Gwen's luck run out?Could it be that one of them caused the Dark Mark to appear over the school?Or Neville, Luna, or some other member of the DA?If that's the case... he's the one who made them patrol the corridors, he's the one who made them get out of their safe berths...

Beyond the sound of the evening wind whistling in Harry's ears as they flew through the dark, winding alleys they had traveled earlier, he heard Dumbledore whisper again in some strange language. talking about something.His broom trembled for a moment as they flew over the walls and into the grounds, and Harry knew why: Dumbledore was undoing the spells he had placed around the castle with his own hands so they could enter the school quickly.The Dark Mark is shining above the Astronomy Tower, the highest point of the castle.Does this mean that death happened there?

Dumbledore had passed the jagged castle wall and was getting off his broom.Seconds later, Harry landed next to him, looking around.

The walls were deserted, and the doors leading to the spiral staircase inside the castle were closed.There was no sign of struggle, no struggle, no dead body in sight.

Dumbledore waved his wand, and the Inferi that flew back with them disappeared on the tower and was sent somewhere.

"What does it mean?" Harry asked Dumbledore, looking up at the green skull in the air, its snakelike tongue gleaming sinisterly above their heads, "is the mark real? Really Someone was—taught?"

In the dim green light of the Dark Mark, Harry saw Dumbledore clutching his chest with a scorched hand.he

"Go and wake Severus," said Dumbledore weakly but clearly, "tell him what happened and tell him to come to me right away. Do nothing else, don't talk to anyone Don't take off your invisibility cloak even if people speak. I'll wait here."

"But--"

"You swore to obey me, Harry - go!"

Harry hurried to the door of the spiral staircase, but he had just grasped the iron knocker when he heard running footsteps on the other side of the door.He turned to look at Dumbledore, who motioned him to step back.Harry stepped back, drawing his own wand.

The door was knocked open suddenly, and a person broke in, shouting at the same time: "Disarm you!"

Harry's body stiffened suddenly, and he felt himself staggering back against the wall of the tower, standing there like a statue, unable to move or speak.He doesn't understand what's going on - "Ammunition" isn't a freezing spell -

At this time, with the green light of the Dark Mark, he saw Dumbledore's wand draw an arc in the air and flew out of the wall, and he understood... Dumbledore immobilized Harry with a silent spell, and he The second it took to say the spell cost him the chance to protect himself.

Dumbledore stood there with his back against the wall, pale, but still showing no sign of panic or worry.He just looked at the man who had disarmed him, and said: "Night