Chapter 307: Leaving Banquet
The next day, Darren was completely sure that Harry's divination job must be for himself......
They went to Hagrid's cabin, and when they entered it, there were two sets of bucket-sized teacups and saucers on a wooden table in front of the fire. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"Had a cup of tea with Olym," Hagrid said, "and she's just gone." β
"Who?" Ron asked curiously.
"Lady Maxim, that needs to be said!" said Hagrid.
"Oh, you two reconciled?" Ron said.
"What are you talking about? Hagrid said merrily, taking a few more cups from the cupboard, making tea, bringing a plate of rock skin cakes to everyone, and leaning back in his chair, looking at Harry with dark eyes.
"Are you alright?" he asked in a gruff voice.
"Very good. Harry said.
"No, you're not good," said Hagrid, "you're certainly not good, but you'll be fine." β
In order to ease the atmosphere, Darren decided to eat here together, and he, who had been the chef countless times, actually stabbed himself in the hand in the process of processing meat......
"I knew he was going to be back," Hagrid said as they ate, and all four of them looked up at him in surprise, "I've known all these years, Harry, I knew he was there, waiting for the right moment. β
"It's going to happen, okay, now it's happening, we have to admit the reality, we're going to fight, we can stop him from gaining power and dominating the world, that's Dumbledore's plan, Dumbledore, he's such a great man! As long as he's here, I'm not worried much," Hagrid raised his shaggy eyebrows.
"There's no use sitting and hurrying," he said, "the time to come will come, and we'll take it when it comes, Harry, Dumbledore told me about that night, and you, Darren!" Hagrid turned to Darren, "Thank you so much for what you've done for Harry, not everyone can make that choice, I said before, you're great!"
Even though Hagrid was telling the truth, Darren was a little embarrassed to look into Hagrid's eyes, and he tried to change the subject, "What did you talk to Madame Maxim, Hagrid?"
"Oh, that's a secret, Dumbledore got me some work for this summer," Hagrid said, "I can't say, not even to you, Olim, what you call Lady Maxim, might do it with me, I think she will, and it looks like I've convinced her." β
"Does this have anything to do with Voldemort?" asked Harry.
Like other wizards Darren had seen, Hagrid shrank back in fear when he heard the name.
"Probably," he said vaguely, "all right...... Who wants to go with me to see the last snail? I'm kiddingβjoking!" he hurriedly added, seeing the look on their faces.
In addition to Hagrid's Olym, Ron recounted one of the things he had heard, "Mom went to ask Professor Dumbledore if you could come directly to our house this summer," he said to Harry, "but Dumbledore still wants you to go back to Dursley's house, at least to them first." β
"Why?" asked Harry.
"Mommy says Dumbledore has his own reasoning," Ron said, frowning, "I guess we should believe him, right?"
It seems that Dumbledore knew that Voldemort was still active last year, otherwise he would not have confined Harry to 4 Privet Road for a whole holiday, and he would not even be allowed to go to the Quidditch World Cup......
However, if Voldemort had already killed the old man in May last year, it means that what he lacked for his full resurrection at that time, that is, "the blood of the enemy", and it was very correct to prevent Harry from running around! Otherwise, if Harry hadn't had the key to the door, I am afraid that grass would have grown on the grave by now.
On the day they left the school, when Darren and Hermione walked into the auditorium, they found that it was not decorated with bright colors as usual, and even the usual decorations were gone.
The people on the podium were the same as they had been at the beginning of the school year, except for Mrs. Maxime, who was sitting next to Hagrid, whispering something, and on the other side of the table, next to Professor McGonagall, was Snape, who looked as gloomy as ever.
There was no Karkaroff here, and on the night of Voldemort's resurrection, Darren could not see him, and he was probably on the run, hoping that his escape would be as good as Rita's, because Harry had not dreamed that Voldemort had captured her, and it was not known if little Barty would be punished for it.
Suddenly, Dumbledore stood up from the staff's desk, and the auditorium was much quieter than the usual departure banquet, and it was even more silent, "It's another year," Dumbledore said, looking at everyone, "it's over." β
He paused, his gaze swept over the four tables in the Great Hall, "I have a lot to say to all of you tonight," Dumbledore said, "Voldemort, back." β
A nervous whisper rang out in the otherwise quiet Great Hall, and Darren saw the students around him staring at Dumbledore in horror and disbelief.
"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this," Dumbledore continued, "Some of my classmates' parents may be shocked by what I've done, either because they can't believe Voldemort is back, or because they don't think I should tell you about it, because you're still young, but I believe it's better to tell the truth than to lie." β
At this time, the people in the Great Hall were looking at Dumbledore, the vast majority, Darren was looking around, he saw that on the Slytherin table, Draco Malfoy was whispering to Clark and Goyle, according to Harry, their fathers were Death Eaters, in addition to the three of them, Darren also saw a person, Theodore Noether, he didn't look at Dumbledore, he lowered his head, Harry said that the Dark Lord mentioned a Death Eater's name "Nott" that night.
"I salute Harry Potter for escaping Voldemort," Dumbledore said, "and I salute him for successfully escaping Voldemort and the Death Eaters and bringing this important news back to Hogwarts." β
Dumbledore turned solemnly to Harry and raised his goblet, which almost everyone in the Great Hall did, and through the gap in the standing crowd, Darren saw Malfoy, Crabbe, and Goyle, as well as many others in Slytherin, all sitting stubbornly still, not touching their glasses.
Once everyone was seated again, Dumbledore continued, "The purpose of the Triwizard Tournament is to enhance and promote mutual understanding in the wizarding world. Given what is happening now, given Voldemort's resurrection, this connection is more important than ever. β
Dumbledore looked at Lady Maxime and Hagrid, Fleur Delacour and her Beauxbatons alumni, and Victor Krum and Durmstrang at the Slytherin table.
"Every guest in this auditorium," said Dumbledore, his gaze resting on Durmstrand's classmates, "is welcome whenever he wishes to return." I say it to all of you again, given Voldemort's resurrection, we can only be strong if we are united, and if we are divided, we will be vulnerable, and Voldemort's means of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. We can only fight it to the end if we show the same unbreakable friendship and trust. As long as we have the same goal and open our hearts, differences in habits and languages will not be an obstacle!"