"Avada Kedavra!"

A sharp roar came from Voldemort's mouth.

For Jon Hart, the last remnants of his consciousness saw nothing but Voldemort's pale face and the terrifying green light that filled his eyes, and the only faint mixture of bright red and gold that was faintly visible.

Then he lost all consciousness.

The only thing I can feel is—

Suffering!

The brain seemed to be torn apart, and it was as if thousands of ants were biting outside the skull. He struggled to regain consciousness, but had no control over his consciousness or body.

The whole person seems to be in a boundless wilderness, roaming helplessly!

......

I don't know how long it has been-

Jon suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Seven and two-thirds of an inch......," the familiar voice said, "Dumbledore, if the Dark Lord's killing curse were to be skewed seven and two-thirds of an inch to the right, we would have a corpse in front of us. ”

"Oh, Severus......" Albus Dumbledore seemed relieved, "Can I understand that he is still alive now?"

"That's right. Severus-Snape said with some anger: "Theoretically, he died a year and three months ago, and I attended his memorial service in person...... But in fact, he's still alive and well, and if those few pieces of rubble hadn't broken his okay head, he'd be unscathed!"

"I'd love to explain to you, Severus. Dumbledore smiled awkwardly, "But it's a long story......"

"I don't need any explanation, it has nothing to do with me!" Snape said coldly, "If I'm not mistaken, look at him like this, in three or five minutes, he should be awake!"

Then, only the sound of hurried riding boots on the floor was heard...... Someone seemed to stride away.

......

"Oh, Merlin's beard!" another familiar voice said......

Phineas Black's voice came from the other side, in what appeared to be the direction of the wall: "Dumbledore...... If I'm not mistaken, Severus's remarks are that Jon Hart isn't actually dead?"

"Yes, you got it right, Phineas. Albus Dumbledore replied, "Jon is still alive, so the black veil on your arm should be able to be removed......"

"This is what Talis forced me to bring...... Well, she forced ......," Phineas Black quickly explained.

I only heard a "hiss" sound, as if a piece of cloth had been torn off.

"Oh, I almost forgot!" Phineas Black suddenly shouted, "I need to go back to the Headmaster's office now...... Elizabeth Bock and Eupraxia Moore seem to be preparing a welcoming ceremony to welcome a new member of our board...... Damn, they seem to have even set up portraits of the venue and banquet......"

"Yes, I'm sorry......" Dumbledore shook his head, "I'm afraid Elizabeth and Upraksha will have to wait a little longer before what they have prepared will come in handy." ”

"Then I'll take my leave, Dumbledore......" Phineas Black's voice seemed farther and farther away.

"Why is it so noisy in the ward...... The patient is weak, and he needs to rest now!" At this moment, a shrill voice came from outside the door, and the owner of this voice was Lady Poppy Pomfrey, the school doctor of Hogwarts.

"I'm sorry, Poppy...... It was just a portrait, and I swore I wouldn't make too much noise. Dumbledore shouted.

So......

The thoughts that remained in Jon's mind seemed to sense something—

That is, it seems that he is not dead?

Struggling...... Tough ...... He reopened his eyes.

"It doesn't look like Severus was wrong. Albus Dumbledore turned to look at the patient on the hospital bed, his voice smiling, "Jon, are you awake?"

......

Jon Hart had a great time opening his eyes from his hospital bed.

There was something golden that shimmered in front of him, blinking softly with all his strength...... He could tell that the golden thing in front of him was actually a pair of golden-edged eyes.

Albus Dumbledore's eyes.

Headmaster Albus Dumbledore bent down and grabbed his arm.

"You don't have to push so hard. He admonished, "You are still very weak...... Need a break!"

"Okay, Headmaster......" Jon nodded weakly, looking tired, "May I ask, what the hell is going on?"

"That's right...... There's nothing wrong with your previous guesses, and your plan is flawless......" Dumbledore briefly explained, "Even in the most worrying situation in the plan, you've been hiding yourself very well!"

"Then ......" Jon, who was on the hospital bed, asked with some confusion, "Mystery Man...... Then...... Why ......"

"Tom's spell didn't hit you, it was off seven and two-thirds of an inch!" Dumbledore explained calmly, "It shouldn't be...... So that means he didn't find you at the time, and you hid it well. ”

"And he...... Why...... To attack ......"

"Probably a gut feeling. Dumbledore went on to explain, "His instincts told him that there might be something in the ruins...... So Tom casually unleashed a one-hit killing curse, which was a very common thing for him. ”

“...... The Killing Curse has knocked a lot of rubble off the ruins, and a few of them have hit you in the head. So Tom should have found you at the time...... But I was able to get there just in time, Fawkes flew to you as fast as he could, and Tom couldn't use another spell on you when he saw me. ”

“...... To be honest, I was freaked out. Dumbledore paused, and continued, "At that time, because you were hit in the head by a rubble, you were unconscious, and the resuscitation charm did not have much effect...... It looks like it's no different from being in the dark arts. ”

"You know, I'm not very good at the dark arts...... Dumbledore smiled and blinked, "So my first thought was to go back to Hogwarts and find a true connoisseur, maybe there was a chance of salvation." ”

Professor Snape......

"Yes......"

Before Dumbledore could finish his sentence, he was rudely interrupted!

"That's enough, Headmaster Dumbledore!" Madam Pomfrey strode over like an angry duck, "The patient needs to rest now...... Even if you're the principal, you can't bother him!"

"I'm sorry, Poppy...... I'll leave now!" Dumbledore nodded to Jon and strode away.