The Heavens: Hogwarts Transfer Students

That night the inhabitants of Godric's Hollow rested, and wizards marched in silent procession through the streets to the village's deserted cemetery.

Dumbledore's white robe exudes a hazy holy light in the night, which is soft but not dazzling. He walked through the group of tombstones and walked deep into the cemetery.

Ariana was buried next to her mother.

There are moss marks on the dark tombstone.

Linde came to Dumbledore's side and looked down at the inscription: Where the treasure is, so is the heart.

This is also the case in the Gospel of Matthew. Treasures in the world are perishable, but treasures in the heart last forever.

"Professor, before opening the coffin, do you have anything to say?"

Dumbledore chewed on the inscription, and then said in a dumb voice: "Haven't I said enough tonight? And the idea of ​​opening the coffin is really creepy. Let's finish it soon."

He waved the Elder Wand, and the grass that covered the tomb uprooted itself, and fled with small, whooping steps, revealing the soft black dirt below. With another wave of the wand, the soil gurgled like a spring, slowly pumping out the deeply buried coffin.

There are two wooden coffins buried in a tomb, one big and one small, living together.

The spiritual wind of magic blows slowly, gently brushing away the earthworms and millipedes that were at a loss on the coffin lid.

"Arianna, brother will take you home."

Dumbledore tapped lightly with his wand, and the lid of the coffin slipped, revealing the decayed bones inside. The once beautiful youthful flesh and blood body, only the petite pale bones and a head of dull blond hair remained. His arms were folded on the pelvis, The posture of the remains is preserved.

All the wizards were silent, some bowed their heads in mourning, and some looked into the distance.

"Lin, how much do you think is appropriate?" Dumbledore asked Lind for his opinion.

"In terms of the effectiveness of the resurrection medicine, no amount of bones will affect the reshaping of the body, even a piece of bone, or all of them can be taken away."

Dumbledore nodded. He took off his white robe and wrapped it around Ariana's bones. Subsequently, the spell is cast to restore the tomb. The coffin that buried the mother sank into the ground, and the rustling sound was like a long sigh.

Next, they went to the graves of the Potters.

Just beyond the two rows of tombstones, the white marble stele stands out clearly.

james potter

Born March 27, 1960

Died October 31, 1981

lily potter

Born on January 30, 1960

Died October 30, 1981

Epitaph: The last enemy to destroy is death

That line of text seemed to shine brightly, like a subtle advice.

The coffins of the Potters were opened, and a finger was missing from each of the bones.

It's just that everyone didn't care, maybe the insects in the ground gnawed off the bones.

Lily didn't dare to look directly at her dead body, so she gently grabbed James' palm. The warmth from the palm made the cold night in early summer no longer make people feel cold all over the body.

Sirius and Lupine gathered the remains and prepared to take them all away.

Snape staggered back, reaching the end of the crowd.

He watched everyone's movements, their emotional backs, and their orderly movements, but he remained motionless, like an outsider.

On the way back, everyone was silent and almost tired. After rushing back to Hogwarts, each had a rest, and after dawn, they gathered in the White Tower to make final preparations for the resurrection ceremony.

On the third day, the Quidditch finals began.

Harry sent invitations to Sirius, Lupine, James, and Snape, hoping that they could come to the game.

Snape was a nuisance. He looked down at the boy and said dryly, "No one cares about your show."

James agreed, he said he would come. Sirius and Lupine also said they would come.

But until Harry's broom soared into the sky, they still didn't keep their appointment.

The sun was blinding, and the grass of the Quidditch field was burning hot.

The referee Ms. Huo Qi announced: "Ride on the broomstick, three, two, one..."

Di--! ! !

The whistle sounded like a sharp arrow.

The players kicked their feet hard and climbed rapidly, like fourteen frightened sparrows.

"The game is officially on, players on both sides are in the air. Now Gryffindor has the ball, and Chaser Spinnett takes the Quaffle straight into the opponent's post. Can she do it? Oh! Unfortunately, Slytherin Warrington intercepted the ball, and he began to rampage on the field, unstoppable--

"Beautiful! The Bludger played by George Weasley successfully interfered with Warrington, and the Quaffle was dropped. It can be seen that the two sides entered a heated stage from the very beginning, full of gunpowder."

Loud cheers from the stands called Linde's attention back.

He took out his binoculars to watch the game.

The best weather for watching Quidditch is actually cloudy. If the light is too strong, the players will become elusive, and if you accidentally catch a glimpse of the sun, it will be uncomfortable.

But a sunny day has its benefits. At least the shiny shell of the Golden Snitch will reflect the dazzling brilliance, making this little guy flying around more eye-catching.

Linde soon spotted the Snitch. It flew low along the sidelines, and for the time being the Seekers on either side had no idea of ​​where the Snitch was.

"Angelina scored a goal, Gryffindor ushered in a good start, leading ten to zero! Oh, no! The captain of the opposing team deliberately bumped into Angelina. This is an obvious foul!" The commentator complained.

Linde asked Percy on the side: "Hey, is that Angelina the girl Fred talked about?"

"It's her." Percy still cared about his younger brothers, knowing that Fred, one of the twins, had a crush on Angelina.

Without Lind, Fred would have died fighting the Death Eaters a few years later during the war, and his brother George would have married Angelina instead.

Lind noticed that Fred reached into his arms, the pockets where he usually kept the alchemy bomb.

"No way..." Linde clicked his tongue, "I want to see blood flow like a river."

Fortunately, Fred finally restrained himself and did not turn himself into a court bomber, otherwise the number of Quidditch violations would increase again.

The game continued, and the teams on both sides were full of anger. Slytherin often played some dirty tricks. They couldn't afford to lose, and they had no competitive spirit. Gryffindor also actively launched a counterattack.

The two sides were awarded several free throws by Ms Hooch for physical altercations.

Gryffindor has always been ahead in the score. Wood is a good goalkeeper, and his success rate of blocking the opponent's free throws is not low.

Gradually, the score gap between the two sides widened to sixty to ten. For a Quidditch match, this is far from a final score. After all, the Golden Snitch is worth 150 cents.

The supporters of the Lion House in the stands were almost hoarse from shouting. At this time, someone noticed that a thick lead cloud had accumulated in the sky at some time, and it moved quickly from the northern sky, covering the sky of Hogwarts very quickly.

"It's not going to rain, is it?" the audience murmured in their hearts.

A bone-piercing cold air mass rolled over dozens of miles around the low altitude, instantly driving away the scorching heat of early summer, and the students who had rolled up their sleeves to cheer silently put them down.

"Look there!"

The audience reminded each other, everyone looked at the North Cliff, and the lead ash cloud above the White Tower slowly rotated around the center, like a huge whirlpool.

Such a vision is enough to shock people inexplicably and be at a loss.

"It's started." Linde knew it well. (end of this chapter)