Harry said to Hagrid, "Hagrid, he killed ......"

"Killed?" Hagrid looked down at Harry and shouted, "Snape killed?" What are you talking about, Harry? ”

"Dumbledore," Harry said, "Snape killed...... Dumbledore. ”

Now, to leave Hogwarts, Dumbledore must be added......

Hearing Harry's news, Hagrid stared blankly at the other party, the small piece of face peeking out of the hair was dazed and confused.

"What's wrong with Dumbledore, Harry?"

"He's dead, Snape killed him......"

"Don't say that," Hagrid whispered, "Snape killed Dumbledore...... Don't be stupid, Harry, what's wrong with you? ”

"What I saw."

"Impossible."

"I see, Hagrid."

Hagrid shook his head, the expression on his face was a mixture of suspicion and sympathy, "This must be the case, Dumbledore must have asked Snape to follow those Death Eaters," he said confidently, "I guess he can't reveal his identity, now, send you back to school, quick, Harry, and Darren, ah!" How did you get like this......"

On the way back to the castle, Harry didn't speak, and Hagrid's attention was more drawn to Darren, during which time the Transfiguration Loser briefly explained his situation, while he was also looking at the night sky, a dazzling green skeleton with a serpent-like tongue coming out of its mouth, emitting a ghostly light, Voldemort's mark, representing death.

Many of Hogwarts windows were lit up, oak doors were open in front of them, lights shone on the driveway and lawn, and the crowd in pajamas walked down the stairs in confusion, looking nervously around, and then the crowd began to move towards the grass below the castle.

"What are they looking at?" Hagrid asked, "What's that, lying on the grass?" He asked eagerly, "See, Harry?" Just under the tower, under the markings...... Oh...... You don't think anyone was thrown ......" Hagrid stopped talking.

Darren paused, letting the darkness hide the strangeness of his body, and watched as Harry and Hagrid walked through the whispering crowd like in a dream, where the stunned teachers and students made a gap.

Hermione squeezed out in Harry's direction, and she walked quickly in small steps, whispering Darren's name, "Darren! Darren! ”

"I'm here," Darren responded, and Hermione, who had found her way, strode up and threw herself into his arms, sobbing, "Dumbledore, Professor Dumbledore, Professor him...... You ......" she could barely speak.

Darren hugged Hermione's body, did not relax, waited quietly, listened to the whispered stuck, and at the same time, the fear in his heart disappeared, from the time he pursued Snape, from the time two Death Eaters appeared behind him...... She's fine, it's so nice!

Finally, Hermione calmed down a bit, and she lifted her head from Darren's chest with a face full of pear blossoms, "Professor Dumbledore, he, he's dead!" With that, he threw his head again on the broad chest in front of him and began to weep.

Although Darren didn't walk into the crowd, through his own magic, he also felt the scene inside, Dumbledore was lying in front of him with his limbs spread out, his hands and feet broken, and Harry reached for the half-moon shaped glasses on his hooked nose, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, and stared down at the old face full of wisdom.

"Let's go, Harry......" Hagrid said.

"Nope."

"You can't stay here, Harry...... Let's go......"

"Nope." Harry didn't want to leave Dumbledore, and Hagrid's hand on his shoulder was shaking, when Ginny walked up to the side and said, "Harry, let's go." ”

Ginny reached out and took Harry's hand and pulled him upward, and Harry stood up and followed him through the crowd towards the castle as inaudible words came from all sides, sobbing, shouting and wailing through the night sky.

Hermione stopped crying again and looked up at Darren, "You, what are you going to do?" This look......"

"The Cloak of Invisibility was broken by Bellatrix," Darren said helplessly, knowing that Hermione was worried about the legacy of her Transfiguration, "I wrapped my head in clothes so that no one could see my head." ”

"Okay, I'll take you to Professor McGonagall and take my hand."

Darren took off his coat and wrapped it around his head, a soft and warm hand grabbed him, and walked forward, "Be careful, it's the steps," the other party slowed down, guiding the person with the wrapped head up the steps, although there was magic to sense the surroundings, at this moment, his heart was full of warmth.

"We went to the hospital and Professor McGonagall told everyone to go there." Hermione said, and Darren didn't speak, but followed her, walking.

"Here we are," Hermione said, followed by the sound of the door being slammed, "Professor McGonagall, Professor McGonagall!" She exclaimed.

"Professor McGonagall isn't here," was Ron's voice.

"That ......"

"You can show Madam Pomfrey first," said Ginny, who had seen Darren and knew who was wearing the clothes on his head.

Undressing his head, Darren saw Neville lying on a bed in the doorway, visibly asleep, Harry and Ginny standing next to him and Hermione, Ron, Luna, and Tonks around the innermost bed, and Lupin walking over with a worried face, staring at the lion-like head.

"You?"

"I'm Darren, something happened with Transfiguration, it's okay...... Is that? ”

Darren looked at the bed surrounded by people, and Madam Pomfrey stood beside it, wiping a fleshy, grotesque, unrecognizable face with a green ointment.

"Can't you cure him with a spell or something?" Harry asked Madam Pomfrey.

"There is no magic spell that can heal these wounds," said Madam Pomfrey, "and I have tried all the magic I know, and none of them can heal the wounds of a werewolf's bite. ”

Werewolf, then...... "It's Bill," Hermione whispered, "he's been killed by Fenrir. Greyback attacked. ”

"But he wasn't bitten by a werewolf during the full moon?" Ron said, staring down at Bill, "Fenrir. Greyback didn't turn into a wolf, so Bill certainly won't turn into a ...... A real ......" he looked at Lupin with some uncertainty.

"Yes, I don't think Bill will become a real werewolf," said Lupin, "but it's not that there is no change at all, these are the wounds of the spell, they can't heal completely, and ...... And Bill may have some werewolf traits in the future. ”