Soon, the door to the ward was opened again.

Professor McGonagall, looking haggard, walked in, with the marks of the aftermath of the battle, a slight abrasion on her face, and her robe torn.

"What the hell is going on? Phoenix Fawkes is abnormal, it keeps screaming sadly, and Sirius, who just yelled and ran into the room where the Death Eaters were imprisoned, and asked if Professor Snape was there, as if he had been stimulated by something. She said, "There's a lot of chaos in the castle, where is Professor Dumbledore? A lot of people say they saw him fall from the tower, Harry, Tonks told me that you were with Professor Dumbledore at the time, and she said that Professor Snape seemed to be involved in something. ”

She asked a lot of questions and didn't seem to know about it.

"Dumbledore is dead, Professor!"

"Snape killed Dumbledore. Harry followed.

McGonagall stared at him for a moment, then shook heartbreakingly.

Madam Pomfrey took a few steps forward, magically conjured a chair, and placed it behind McGonagall.

"You said Snape...... He killed Dumbledore?"

Harry nodded silently, he didn't want to say it again.

Every time he mentioned it, his anger was the same as that of an out-of-control Sirius.

He wanted to kill Snape right away, even though Evan had told him that it was all arranged.

After all this time, Harry was not at peace, but hated it even more.

He thought about the scene when Snape killed Dumbledore, and the words he had said when he had just faced off with Snape.

About his father, the half-blood prince, and Snape's anger......

Harry didn't care if it was part of the plan now, he knew he hated Snape more than he hated Voldemort.

"I can't believe that Arbus had a premonition of his death, and he told me that he was performing a dangerous spell, the magic left by Salazar Slytherin, the founder of Hogwarts, but I didn't expect, didn't expect it to ......," Professor McGonagall muttered.

"Dumbledore used the Twin Snake Staffs. Evan said, pointing to the magic scepter surrounded by pythons beside the bed, "The Twin Serpent Staff is a legendary magical item left by Salazar Slytherin, it has extremely powerful magical powers, and it costs a lot to use it. Dumbledore had lost his magical powers, and after he died, his corpse was consumed by magic!"

There was another long silence, and everyone in the room seemed to acquiesce to Aven's statement.

They looked at the twin snake staffs, and looked at the green python with suspicion and horror on the two eyes closed.

Soon, the conversation turned back to Dumbledore's death.

"Well, I think of Dumbledore...... But I didn't expect Snape to kill him. ”

"Snape is a master of occlusion. Lupin said, his voice harsh and very different from usual, "It's a fact we all know." ”

"But Dumbledore swore that he was on our side, and I always thought that Dumbledore must have known something about Snape, which we didn't know......"

"He always hinted that he had unbreakable reason to trust Snape," said Professor McGonagall sadly, wiping the corners of her tearful eyes with a plaid lace handkerchief, "I mean, from Snape's historical performance...... Of course, people will be suspicious of him, but Dumbledore has made it clear to me that Snape's confession is absolutely heartfelt, and he doesn't want to hear a bad word say about him!"

"I'd like to know how Snape managed to convince him. ”

"I know!" Harry said resentfully, everyone turning to stare at him, "Snape once revealed the news to Voldemort, causing Voldemort to hunt down my parents. Snape then told Dumbledore that he was not aware of the consequences of his actions, that he was sorry that he had leaked the news, and that he regretted their deaths. ”

The louder he spoke, the more intense hatred welled up at the thought of what he had seen in Snape's memories, and he was now completely oblivious to what Evan had told him, or that Dumbledore was going to leave this world tonight.

Harry felt betrayed like never before, and Snape used the death of his parents to gain Dumbledore's trust.

He had clearly repented, and now he proved that all this was false.

"He said sorry, and Dumbledore believed him?!" Lupin asked incredulously, "just because he said that, Dumbledore believed that Snape was sorry for James......' death?"

"And he doesn't think my mother is worth a penny!" Harry said, "because she was Muggle-born, he called her 'Mudblood'......"

No one doubted Harry's claims, and no one asked how Harry could have known this, because everyone was lost in horror and shock, and was trying to accept the absurd facts that had happened, Evan opened his mouth, and finally said nothing, Snape had hidden his love for Harry's mother too deeply.

He had no way of saying how he knew about it, and even if he did, no one would believe him.

Before it was time to tell the truth of the whole thing, Snape had endured so much.

His and Dumbledore's plan was coming to an end, and Evan just had to go with the flow.

Is the truth needed now?

No, what is needed now is to convince everyone that Dumbledore is dead and that he was killed by Snape's betrayal.

No one spoke anymore, and great grief hung over Hogwarts.

Fawkes's elegy still echoed across the pitch-black field, the sound of music vibrating in the air.

Tonight, Hogwarts has no sleep!

Tonight, Hogwarts will lose its Headmaster!

The night became longer, and the dawn was far away.

After that, people kept coming in, Sirius, Tonks, Hagrid, the professors at school, and other members of the Order of the Phoenix.

Professor McGonagall left with Dumbledore's wand, and she was on her way to announce the sad news.

Soon, she returned, with the Weasleys and Fleur.

Everyone began to rejoice that Greyback hadn't bitten Bill at the time.

As soon as possible he was badly injured, but he will recover.

Finally, Hagrid, who was crying red-eyed, came in and cried even more when he saw Evan and Harry.

He seemed to finally accept it, his body trembling, and he clutched a speckled handkerchief in his hand.

"Professor, Professor Sprout asked me to inform you, he told the children to go back to bed, and Professor Slughorn said that the Ministry of Magic had been informed. ”

"Thank you, Hagrid!" Professor McGonagall stood up, "I may have to meet the Ministries when they come." Hagrid, please tell the deans of the four houses that Slughorn can represent Slytherin and say that I will meet them in my office right away, and I would like you to come too. ”

Hagrid nodded, turned around and walked slowly out of the room.