[HP] Butterfly Effect

Scrimgeour rejected the white fresh potion handed over by Kingsley Shacklebolt: "Others will need this more than me." As he spoke, he wiped away the blood that was slowly flowing to the top of his eyelashes, his eyes wary Stare sharply out the window.

There was an explosion caused by magic, thick smoke was everywhere, countless sparks bloomed dazzling green dahlias on the roof and in the air, the sound of houses collapsing and breaking one after another, sparks and rain intertwined and fell in the sky, high temperature and water droplets tore each other Evaporating and extinguishing, forming an overly dense whistling sound.Bright circles of light flickered everywhere, illuminating the mottled ashes of wreckage in the dark night.

This kind of scene is too familiar, just like the nightmare memory of those lackeys Death Eaters making troubles when the Dark Lord was at its peak 11 years ago.

Scrimgeour was amazed at how deep his dark memories were, they were so vivid that they could completely overlap with the scene in front of him, as if the peaceful 11 ​​years in the middle had never appeared in his life.

However, there are only a small number of people with this kind of awareness. Except for himself, Kingsley Shaker and Alastor Moody, almost everyone else was unprepared for the sudden attack tonight, so they gathered in this temporary shelter Most of the Aurors are injured.

It's not that they lack actual combat experience, they just lack the preparation for the sudden return of the Dark Lord.These 11 years of illusory peace are so beautiful that few people think about what to do if the Dark Lord suddenly returns, most people think-"please let him disappear forever" "don't come back forever ".

But this day has finally come.

"This place cannot stay long, Minister Scrimgeour, we must get out. There must be other Aurors alive," Kingsley said. "Moody and the others must be outside."

"Is everything all right?" Scrimgeour turned his head to look at the Aurors who stood up one after another, with a solemn expression he had never seen before, "The Ministry of Magic was attacked by them, we have to find a way to reconcile with others. But here I must remind you that not everyone is as strong-willed as you, beware of those who may have defected."

"Set off--!"

"Set off--!"

A dozen or so Aurors old and new disappeared into place together, rushing into the rain, under sparks, and fighting every Death Eater they came across.The red and green magic rays fought fiercely, and the surrounding trees, houses, shops, and streets were all blasted into potholes.Somebody's blood seeped into the rain, flowed on the dirty and dull stone pavement, and was gradually frozen by the extreme cold brought by the dementors.

Like a group of rotting shadows, they twisted and climbed, and the biting frost spread along the way.They danced and gathered in the air, condensing the raindrops on a spring night into ice beads and smashing them down. As soon as they saw a figure that was not a Death Eater, they would immediately swoop down, greedily devouring all the happy and beautiful parts of the opponent's soul.

Kingsley and his partner, Giovanni, summoned the Patronus to fight against, and one after another Aurors who had the ability to resist also began to release the Patronus to expel this large group of dementors.With the restraint of the dementors, it is much more convenient for the Death Eaters to attack the Aurors.Those patron saints disappeared one by one because of the fall of their master, and the dementors that had already dispersed began to gather again.

At this time, some patron saints who came from no one knew where joined the battle, some with white horses, some with eagles, and many other animal shapes.They rushed towards the dementors with brilliant and bright silver light, and the powerful magic waves radiated away, driving away all the dark magic creatures.

Scrimgeour, who was covering his swollen eyes from being hit by the magic, saw several familiar figures running over from a short distance, and the one who came over and pulled him up was Sirius Black.He didn't seem to be disturbed by the heavy rain at all, his black hair hung wet and messy, and his dark gray eyes were sharp and sharp.

"Thanks. Are the members of the Order of the Phoenix here?" Scrimgeour wiped the water that was about to flow into his eyes with his wet sleeve.Sirius replied briskly: "Yes, we got the news earlier than you. When we rushed over, we met Moody and the others first. I didn't expect you to be so miserable here."

"You came from Hogwarts? Dumbledore already knew?"

"The Hebrides, he should be one of the first to know about it. It's a long story. What about the rest of you?"

"They were all scattered, no one would have thought they would come back tonight."

"It's interesting because it's unexpected." Sirius shook the water off his head nonchalantly, "It seems that Azkaban has been taken over by them, and everyone who should escape has come out, it's quite lively now. "

Scrimgeour gave him a strange look, "I don't know what's going on in the Ministry of Magic."

"You'd better get rid of that idea. We met Moody and them in the Ministry of Magic building. You have to change your headquarters."

As soon as the words fell, a hoarse roar that made people tremble came from all around, and pairs of red beast eyes appeared in the darkness.

Sirius clicked his tongue, and the aggressiveness in his eyes became stronger: "I almost forgot that Voldemort still has this group of things as helpers."

"It seems that he has found a group of magical creatures who are willing to continue to serve him."

……

In the middle of the night, the rain was much lighter.When the day was about to break, the crazy rain barely stopped.The gloomy sky became clear and bright little by little under the penetration of the morning light. Two swaying shadows appeared in the distance, and they fell down on the fluffy and wet grass as soon as they appeared.

Aurora and Cynthia, who were already waiting at the door, ran over to the door and helped Mr. Ollivander and Regulus up.

"The Ministry of Magic was almost destroyed by this sudden attack, but there are still many members scattered outside. They monitored the Floo network, and Hogwarts can no longer be entered and exited by the fireplace." Regulus said, trying to hold on He got up but fell down feebly.Aurora put his arms around her shoulders, letting him put most of the weight on her, and tried to stand up slowly: "Have you met Voldemort?"

"No. He locked Ollivander away somewhere, and when I took Ollivander I was unlucky enough to be found by a few Death Eaters who stayed there. Looks like his return Attracted more followers for him." Regulus' voice was very vain, as if he was trying his best to endure some unbearable pain.His black hair was messy and stuck to his pale cheeks, and there were several obvious bloodstains on his cheekbones. His clothes, which were always neat and clean in the past, were crumpled and dirty, stained with several obvious bloodstains.

"You need to receive treatment. Madam Pomfrey and the others have already prepared enough potions." Aurora and Cynthia exchanged glances and asked again, "Why didn't Kreacher come back with you?"

"I sent him to find Beverly."

As one of the interns in the school hospital, Cecilia saw new wounded being brought in, so she hurried over to let them sit on the nearest hospital bed.She skillfully and quickly checked the wounds on the opponent's body, used her magic wand to pick apart the edges of the torn clothes that had been stuck to the blood, cleaned the wounds, and painted white fresh.However, it wasn't until she finally set her eyes on the face of the person in front of her that she suddenly froze, several nouns wanted to pop out one after another, and her face turned red all of a sudden: "Spin... no, Regulus ...Professor Black...sir?!"

Regulus frowned slightly and looked at her sideways, seemingly not remembering who she was for a while: "Sorry..." "Winston! Cecilia Winston!" Cecilia He replied incoherently, blinking his eyes in a panic, wanting to look to the side but didn't know where to look, "You taught me Defense Against the Dark Arts class before."

"I think I remember it, thank you." Regulus raised his ointmented hand and replied politely. "You're welcome, you should..." Cecilia stood up nervously, rubbing her hands together, "Well, you can rest here first, and mine is right next to you, I mean, if you feel uncomfortable in any way ..."

"I will." He nodded slightly.

"This is..." Cynthia looked at Aurora thoughtfully.

"Probably." Aurora shrugged.

She came to Ollivander, who had basically regained his clarity. The other person was not very different from the one she had just seen when she first went to Diagon Alley a few years ago, but he looked much weaker and older.

"Mr. Ollivander, did Voldemort ask you about wands?"

When Aurora said the name, Ollivander flinched visibly, but still nodded, and replied in a hoarse tone: "He asked about the symbiosis spell and how to break this connection." method."

"Did you tell him?"

"Forgive me..." Ollivander closed his eyes in pain, his body twitching from time to time due to the sequelae of Cruciatus.Aurora comforted him and said, "It's not your fault, sir. But can you tell me, what is the way to break this connection?"

"Only...only when the two wands come back together can this link be broken, not unilaterally." Ollivander replied wearily, "He...he must find another A wand will do."

So, Voldemort must have gone to the Hebrides.But he wouldn't gain anything, because the wand was in his hands now, and it was the only thing that could threaten him.

Thinking of this, Aurora got up quickly: "You should rest first."

She turned to leave the school hospital, and Regulus quickly caught up with her: "How many students are there?" "Except for those who went home for Easter, most of them are there." Aurora replied, looking worried, "Castle There is a protective shield outside that protects everyone in the school. Voldemort's return was so sudden, we don't know what's going on outside, and many parents can't be contacted to get them to pick up their children."

"Maybe it's safer to stay here." Regulus said, looking up at the sky outside.Because of the protective cover, the sunshine after the rain was slightly discolored by the magic light.When looking out from the castle, the color of the sky is as colorful as those melted gouache paints, and the warm golden light hanging down from the blue-gray clouds is haloed into a layer of faint rose-colored halos.

Behind the infinite beauty is the threat of death.

After looking away, Regulus bid farewell to Aurora at the corner: "I'll go find Dumbledore."

"it is good."

She came to the cellar office, which was very dark because of the closed windows and was empty.A pot of dark purple potion was still boiling in the cauldron on the desk, and thick bubbles were gurgling inside.That was a crucial step in their plan, the fake death drug.

Aurora didn't wait long here before Snape opened the door and came in.His expression was tense, as if he had just received some very bad news from a Death Eater meeting.

"He didn't use Cruciatus on you, did he?"

Snape shook his head, his eyes were sharp and deep: "He went to the Hebrides, but found nothing, and destroyed them all. The ghosts also disappeared, I don't know where they went."

"It's all ruined..." Aurora repeated this cold word with a strong sense of death, feeling a slight chill creeping up her spine, and the magic wand in her sleeve became extraordinarily present at this moment.

"As expected. Because I told him about Dumbledore's pursuit of the Slytherin wand, he naturally thought that Dumbledore took the wand, so he planned to come to Hogwarts next, very soon. Soon." Snape paused, then continued, "He wants me to kill Dumbledore and bring him the wand."

"Although I know he will definitely do this, but... so soon?" Aurora was stunned, and then turned her head to look at the potions that were still boiling, "How long will it take to complete?"

Snape observed the color and texture of the potion, and gave the answer: "It will probably take another week."

"I will ask Mr. Ollivander to use my original wand to forge a new one, and I will send it to you as soon as it is done. It's just..." Aurora said, the worry in her eyes became more worried Or even, "You have to be careful yourself."

"You too." Snape looked at her, his eyes clouded by the thick white mist.

After returning to the school hospital, Aurora failed to find Ollivander there.She asked Vicky Clinton, who was on duty, who told her that Ollivander had just left. "Have you seen Elias?" Vicky held the hand of Aurora who was about to leave in a hurry, with uncontrollable tears in her eyes, "Everyone said they didn't see him back, Did he not come back? What's going on outside?"

Aurora looked at her speechlessly, feeling very uncomfortable, but still said: "Sorry, I couldn't reach him. I... hope he's okay too." Vicky nodded and wiped the corners of her eyes with her hand Tears, continue to do their work.

Passing through the corridor, auditorium, hall, and garden, Aurora met several senior seniors who came out on duty to make inspections. They all looked very nervous, with fear shining in their eyes.The name Voldemort was as much to them as the deepest shadow, the one who had inflicted indelible wounds when they were only a few years old, and now he had returned.

"Oh...Mr. Ollivander, I saw him just now. He went in that direction, probably outside the city wall." A Ravenclaw prefect said, and then looked at him with a pale face. Aurora, "Professor Field, he...has he really come back? Can we just stay here and not go anywhere? My parents are still outside, they...they may not know anything yet, I……"

As she spoke, the girl's tears finally burst down from her eyes and wet her robe.

Aurora hugged her with his arms and patted her on the back: "Don't cry, you are relatively safe here, all the professors are here, we will protect you well. As for your parents, There are plenty of people out there who rebel against the Death Eaters, and you have to trust them."

The girl nodded with tears in her eyes. Aurora didn't care what to say to her, and went all the way to the outer wall of the city wall at the fastest speed, and she saw Ollivander standing there, staring blankly at the protective cover above her head. The green forest in the distance, the floating clouds, and the invisible shadow of death.

"Sir." She walked over, the cool wind blew her hair away, and the cut caused pain on her face, her tone was urgent, "We need your help, sir."

"Do you really think we will win?" Ollivander said suddenly without thinking, his silver eyes that lost his expression looked weirder than usual, like a barren snowfield, "He is back, Like a nightmare, scary, powerful."

"Nightmares come one day, sir. They are scary, but usually short-lived." Aurora replied calmly.

Ollivander forced a smile, "Please tell me what I can do for you."

"We would like to ask you to forge a wand for us, sir." Aurora said, taking out the cypress wand that had been with her for nine years, "You have seen the ancient wand in Voldemort's hand and the symbiotic Hex it. We hope you can fake it to be the other half of that wand, and make him think he's broken the link."

Ollivander took it and stroked it carefully: "Cedar wood wand, dragon heartstring, twelve and three quarters long, quite flexible. When you came to my store to buy it, it seemed like yesterday."

"Is there any hope of being able to forge success?"

"I'll do my best, as long as he doesn't get the real wand to use against it, I think it should be hard to tell if it's real or not."

"That's very good, sir. Please hurry."

"I will."

……

If you want to make a perfect wand, perhaps only Ollivander in the whole of England can do it.

If you want to make a real wand, maybe only Ollivander can do it in the whole of Britain.

It happened to be the seventh day of Voldemort's return when he got the counterfeit enough to be unrecognizable to anyone who hadn't seen the real Hufflepuff wand.

Relying on the protective shield activated by that ancient spell, Hogwarts has already withstood several rounds of Death Eaters' attacks and bombings.However, any spell has a limit, and they can't expect this protective cover to protect them for a lifetime.

Therefore, according to Dumbledore and Salazar's plan, Snape must kill Dumbledore in front of all Death Eaters and school teachers and students on the day the shield is broken.That way Voldemort would believe that the wand he was given was real, and that his allegiance was real.

Before that, Regulus and other members of the Order of the Phoenix and the Aurors were responsible for transferring out the lower grade children who could contact the guardians in batches.Make sure that no one who can't fight is left here until the shield expires.

It's just that, until the end of the entire war, Snape will bear the infamy of a traitor, and will be spurned, cursed, and resented by everyone.And Aurora can't say a word of excuse for him, she has to hate him with others, stay away from him, and even...

"You must attack me if necessary, especially in front of the other Death Eaters. You must treat me as you do to them," Snape said.His voice was smooth, cold, without the slightest emotional fluctuation, like a mechanical one, and every word he spoke was cruelly calm, as if he was just a bystander who stayed out of the way.

Aurora listened to him without saying a word, her eyes lowered, her arms crossed, her hands gripping herself tightly, her cold fingertips digging into the soft clothing and skin.The potion in the cauldron boiled into a noisy hum that disturbed her nerves, and an extreme coldness penetrated her whole body, leaving only the soul still warm.

After a while, she finally looked up: "This is to protect you, right? Please."

Snape met her clear eyes through the dark air and pale light in the cellar, and said, "Yes."

"Okay...I promise you," she said softly, "I will do as you say, and I will wait for you to come back. You will come back, won't you?"

Snape looked at her silently, the light in the other's eyes curled up in the back of his eyes, trembling like a firefly in the wind, small but firm.Commitment is a fragile thing, especially now when they don't see a clear future at all.

It is tempting, beautiful, and obviously more useless than a piece of blank paper, but it is too heavy for people to speak.

But if she wants to hear it...

For the first time, Aurora saw the struggle in Snape's eyes, as if reason and impulse were torn apart for his right to speak.

"Severus?"

Snape slowly stretched out his hand, brushing away the light blond hair that was hanging in front of her eyes because she lowered her head, the movement was slow and gentle, when his fingertips brushed Aurora's skin, it was like a feather kissing her forehead.

"Will do."

For a moment, her tears suddenly fell.

……

On the day the potion was formed, Snape ushered in two unexpected guests.

Narcissa Malfoy, and her older sister, Bellatrix Lestrange.

From this, Snape knew that in the past seven days, in addition to gathering his exiled and exiled followers and magical creatures, the Dark Lord had also given a task to the Malfoy family.

"He discovered the destruction of several Horcruxes, so he couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to get and destroy Hufflepuff's wand and break Hogwarts' protective shield in the shortest possible time." Pu said to Dumbledore, "He gave Malfoy a chance to show his allegiance, and asked Draco to bring another of his Horcruxes into the castle, intending to break the protective spell from within."

Dumbledore tapped his hand on the table, and after thinking for a while, he said: "But as far as I know, Draco is in the castle. He has been there since before Tom returned, and he has never left."

"Using the house-elves, I suppose," Snape replied.

Dumbledore's eyes darkened immediately after listening, but the corners of his mouth smiled: "What is that Horcrux, do you know?"

Snape shook his head: "I have taken an unbreakable oath to ensure that Draco's actions will succeed."

Dumbledore nodded understandingly: "After I fake my death, Tom will definitely let you take over Hogwarts. I will give my wand and that ring to Mr. Slytherin, and I will take the fake wand with me .” As he spoke, he picked up the bottle of suspended animation, as if holding a glass of flaming whiskey to toast, “Let’s start tonight.”

He raised his head, calmly finished the bottle of potion that would work at the right time.

……

When the last group of children in the lower grades were secretly and safely sent away, the heavy night had just fallen.

Compared with the gradual reduction in the number of other colleges, most of the Slytherins stayed.Not because they wanted to, but because their parents, their relatives, the Death Eaters that everyone feared outside, were enemies, so no one would come to pick them up.They were the children of the accomplices, the most feared, loathed and ostracized objects at Hogwarts this week.

Perhaps from their own point of view, most of them have no intention of hurting the students around them, but their family and position cannot be chosen by them.Even if they did nothing, that wouldn't change the fact that many children's relatives died because of their families.

They have become the most isolated house in the whole school, and even ghosts will not come near them.And the Slytherins seem to have formed a tacit understanding that no matter where they go, they will always be in groups, and the members will remain fixed, and no one will be left alone.It's not to threaten or intimidate anyone, just to ensure that I won't be slandered by a hateful classmate with a curse.

However, today, Aurora noticed that the young master of the Malfoy family was not there, but his companion had already arrived.This meant that he was left alone, which was very wrong.

"Did you see Draco?" she asked Cynthia, who was next to her. "Why didn't he come to dinner?" Cynthia glanced very quickly in the direction of the Slytherin table, "Didn't come. But I didn't look I’ve seen him, he should be in the lounge, he’s in a bad mood or something.”

"may be."

"Everyone is very nervous recently, and these Slytherin children are also having a hard time."

"Indeed."

After dinner, the prefects of each year sent the remaining students in their houses back.Among all the students who voluntarily stayed, there were about the same number of Gryffindors and Hufflepuffs, and many of them even had parents to pick them up but chose to stay and protect the college with the professors.There are fewer people in Ravenclaw, but the sixth and seventh grades are basically there.

As for Slytherins, they have no right to choose.

When the students were leaving the restaurant in an organized manner, the sky in the distance suddenly lit up, and Aurora's heart also jumped.

Everyone looked at the source of the light in unison.

It was a little green, small, but soon it was elongated, like a shooting star with a long tail moving across the sky.Its light overwhelms everything, and the surroundings are shimmering with greenery.Then, it suddenly spread out directly above the Hogwarts dome, like an emerald sea wave splashing on the rocks in the night.Fragmented green streamers quickly slid around along the protective cover in the sky with iridescent circles floating from time to time, as if fireworks were in full bloom, the petals were blown away by the strong wind, and the vast sky of endless night was lit up by its gorgeous light.

It was an attack from Death Eaters and some magical creatures following Voldemort, which was intercepted by the protective shield built by Dumbledore.

Immediately afterwards, more magic beams bombarded over, and deafening explosions were everywhere.This kind of thing happens almost every day, and the children just look up in a daze.Those dazzling flames and green light collided with the interface of the protective cover at a height of about a few hundred meters away from them, and then quickly exploded like a film of light arcs, splitting and disappearing from sight.

It was like a magnificent aurora shining above the head, casting a frightening shadow of death.

The dementors slammed into the protective cover one after another, making screeching sounds, and then more magical attacks came, the frequency and intensity of which were more terrifying than any previous one.

The crowd grew uneasy, and someone whispered: "The Slytherin students are here too. Aren't they afraid of blowing up their own children too?"

"Who cares about them so much! Why are they suddenly attacking now, how long can this protective cover last?"

Gradually, the explosion sound became smaller and stopped.However, the surrounding dementors and Death Eaters did not leave, they waited patiently, as if preparing for the next round of attack.

"Is... over?" a Ravenclaw asked cautiously.

Everyone looked around, and someone suddenly shouted and pointed to the shortest tower in Hogwarts: "Professor Dumbledore!"

Aurora turned her head following the child's voice, and saw a dazzling green light cut across the night like a knife.Dumbledore, dressed in white, fell from the edge of the tower, his white hair scattered in the air, and his whole figure was like a dead leaf that lost its color, falling and falling in the air.

An extremely sharp phoenix cry came from above, Fawkes swooped down like lightning, grabbed Dumbledore with his claws and put him on the ground, everyone screamed and surrounded him.

Aurora stared blankly at the direction of the tower, at the man in black standing expressionlessly on top of them and looking down at them, at him slowly raising his wand towards her, and suddenly understood what he said, "When necessary, , you must attack me" means.

It turned out that she was asked to be the first one.

In this way, no one can think of the relationship between them.

Even if he had proposed in front of the Ministry of Magic that he was willing to be Aurora's guarantor.

Even if he had taken the initiative to testify for her during the magical creature riot in Hogsmeade.

Even if Aurora voluntarily refused the Ministry of Magic's detention order during the Ministry of Magic's criminal interrogation.

Even if she actually loves this person very deeply.

Time seemed to stand still for a second at this moment, her heart started beating wildly after shrinking suddenly, and the bone-chilling pain spread out.

Aurora raised her wand and cast a spell at Snape. Trembling all over, she screamed hoarsely, "There he is—! The man who killed Professor Dumbledore...is...over there!"

Snape quickly counteracted Aurora's attack with a spell, and the colliding cold white sparks and stream of light lit up the sky, illuminating his face in front of everyone.

"Severus—?!" Professor McGonagall looked at him in disbelief, his eyes were both startled and angry, and he waved his wand to bring out a raging flame that swept towards him.Followed by Professor Flitwick and Professor Sprout, they all couldn't believe it, but the facts did not allow them to hesitate. They must make the person who killed Dumbledore pay the price, no matter who the other party is.

More and more attacking spells rushed towards him, Aurora stopped firing spells without aiming at the target at all, let out the crouching demon blueberry jam in his sleeve, and whispered: "Cover him, don't let Others see it."

The appearance of blueberry jam immediately frightened many students who had not fully accepted this fact.It flew over the crowd, biting at Snape aggressively, but cleverly used the flight path to block part of the spell.

Snape retreated into the shadows following the attack of Blueberry Jam, apparently intending to exit the Hogwarts castle.More and more professors and students were running towards the tower, and Aurora staggered to keep up with them, watching Snape retreat all the way outside the castle, and finally disappear in the Apparation vortex.

Several students guarding Dumbledore took his hand and shook him carefully, trying to wake him up, but the headmaster was completely out of breath.

Aurora walked over, squeezed into the crowd, knelt tremblingly and looked at Dumbledore, unaware that her face was already full of tears.She put her hand on his chest, there was still a dead silence with lingering warmth, and she couldn't feel any heartbeat.His expression was as peaceful as if he was just sleeping.

It was the plan... she told herself, it would all pass... she was ready.

But the tears couldn't stop, she couldn't help thinking about what happened just now, she thought she was ready, but...

The students and teachers around all watched all this in pain, unable to believe that it just happened, it was so cruel that it was in front of them without any rejection.

Professor McGonagall was completely frozen in place, and the moment tears flowed down, she raised the wand in her hand, and a soft light rose from the tip of the wand, which was a signal of mourning.Slowly, others joined her in raising their wands, and more and more lights floated up, as if all the stars had fallen here from the sky.

Aurora finally cried out, and countless tears wet Dumbledore's clothes.Fox hovered in the air, calling out one after another, mournfully.

At this time, a voice that was cold to the bone suddenly resounded in the sky, sending a final warning:

"All of you huddled under your shields, listen up.

An hour later, this protective shield will disappear from the top of Hogwarts, and all those who try to fight me will meet the same fate as your headmaster.

Before that, I send my final advice.I don't want to see more blood from pure blood wizards, it's not my intention.

So, hand over Harry Potter and kill Aurora Field.

An Ning will come back here again. "

"It's him!"

"He's here?!"

The crowd was in a mess for an instant.

Crabbe and Goyle of Slytherin saw Harry standing not far away from him with tears all over his face. They looked at each other with Parkinson, who was pale with fear, and pointed at him together and shouted: "Here's Potter! Here's the Potter he wanted!"

Aurora turned her head abruptly, and pulled Harry behind her. The blueberry jam suspended in the air showed its white fangs at the three of them.Harry lifted his tear-stained face, glared at them, and pointed his wand sharply at them.

"Thank you for your reminder." Professor McGonagall, who reacted quickly, summoned everyone into the auditorium, with a sad and firm tone: "I know that many of you stayed to protect the school voluntarily, and some of you were forced to Stay here. But you have to know that once you stay, you will face injuries that may come at any time, even torture and death. I am grateful to all the students who have this courage, but as a teacher, I must also You are responsible for your safety."

"This is the last chance for you to leave here, including the Slytherins. After the decision is made, Madam Pomfrey and Filch will evacuate with all the students who are willing to leave. I hope you will seriously consider it."

After finishing speaking, she walked up to Harry: "You come with me, Albus told me that if something happens to him, you must be protected."

"But professor, I..."

"Listen Harry, you're only 11 years old, the most important thing you need to do is protect yourself." Professor McGonagall said to him sternly and irresistibly.Then she called Cynthia, "Take Harry to the school