Professor Dumbledore...... It really hasn't changed at all! ”

It seems like nearly forty years have passed since the last time Dumbledore was called like this, but Minerva's "Professor Dumbledore" was incredibly smooth.

And maybe it's because I'm too immersed in my own memories and feelings.

Minerva, who has always been serious and even a little scared to students, stroked the desk she had sat on and involuntarily showed an innocent smile that only had been seen when she was a student.

At this moment, she felt as if she had returned to the time when she was still attending Hogwarts - it was in this classroom that she had just entered and was only in her first year, listening with excitement and excitement to the wonderful lectures of Dumbledore, who was still a Transfiguration professor at that time.

It's just that when Minerva in the classroom subconsciously turned her head and looked at the podium, the lone podium, which had long been empty, stood alone in a corner, as if silently telling her the lonely reality that her "benefactor" had passed away.

But at the end of the day, due to the increase in student enrollment in recent decades, this small classroom was long gone.

After all, Minerva enrolled in 1946, a year before she enrolled, Greenwald's wizarding revolution had just been ended by Dumbledore.

At that time, the number of students enrolled in the whole of European magic schools was small, second only to the darkest period of the wizarding world before the establishment of the "Secrecy Law", and many small and medium-sized wizarding schools were even forced to merge or even abandon because they could not recruit new students.

Even because of some of Dumbledore's ties to Greenwald, the impact on the British wizarding community was far less severe than in other countries, and the number of new students dropped repeatedly.

However, perhaps because of the small number of classmates in the same grade during her time in school, although Minerva's grades were very good, she never had any pride, but still only cared about working hard.

This has developed her character of being strict with herself and being humble to others.

By the way, despite the fact that Minerva always has a stern face in front of the students, and even a smile is rarely seen, the usual lecture time often makes the students a little frightened.

But in fact, when she was a student and when she first entered the Ministry of Magic, she was completely an introverted girl who was not good at expressing her emotions.

Probably also due to ...... It was because Hogwarts and Dumbledore helped her grow up step by step that she became more and more grateful to Dumbledore and the school.

Now, Dumbledore is gone, so Minerva naturally poured her gratitude to Dumbledore into Hogwarts, which Dumbledore cherished - the two were superimposed, and this intention to repay the favor was so heavy that she was willing to give her life for it.

"Professor Dumbledore," murmured to Minerva, looking coldly at the empty podium, "rest assured, the students are now in the safest place Maca has arranged—as you said, that child is the best student you've ever met in your life, and we can take his ideas with confidence." ”

"However, 'Hogwarts is where there are students'...... Well, that's what the Maka kid said, and I have to admit that that's exactly what happened. But for me personally, this castle is also a very, very important place! ”

Speaking of this to herself, Minerva couldn't help but pause slightly, and then sighed slightly:

"Now...... Professor Dumbledore! I'm back, and I'm alone...... Maybe you'll say I'm too brainless, or maybe you'll teach me to focus more on my students as I did. But from the time you asked me to try to forget Dugol, I should have understood that I had always been the kind of person who had a dead brain. ”

"As long as I'm alive for a day, I can't watch this place be destroyed - no way!"

When the last sentence was finished, Minerva shook her head with a slightly wry smile, as if laughing at herself for speaking to the air for peace of mind.

After a moment of silence, she gently turned and walked out of the classroom, and her face finally returned to its usual seriousness and calmness.

Just looking at the firmness in her eyes, it shows that she really did not hesitate about her choices and decisions, as she just said.

However, at this moment, Minerva, who had just stepped out of the classroom and entered the corridor outside, accidentally caught a glimpse of a dark shadow flashing at the edge of the Forbidden Forest through the window opening on the side of the corridor.

“…… Is that? ”

Minerva felt that she could not be mistaken, and the corner of her eye just now did catch the fleeting figure. And this, even if it makes her heart sink.

While it was still the darkest hours before dawn on the Change's side, it was already daylight on the Hogwarts side. At this time, the blue sky, white clouds and sunshine are everywhere outside, and it is impossible to look bad no matter how you think about it.

Thinking of this, Minerva immediately rushed downstairs.

……

"Mr. Lupin! Shaker Room ...... Minister, the latest news has arrived! ”

Although Maca is not in Spiral Town, Lupin still faithfully carries out his new plan step by step.

At this moment, he saw an Auror guard patrolling the perimeter appear from the intersection with another panting colleague, and he immediately waved at the other party.

Right now, all the combat forces except for the basic garrison of Spiral Town have been concentrated in the open space and streets outside the abandoned church. Lupin and Kingsley, who was about to take command of these forces, stood at the front, silently waiting for the opportunity with everyone.

After a short time, the patrol member who had returned from the vicinity of London finally staggered to Lupin's side, gasping for breath and verbally reporting:

"The Horde of Living Corpses...... It's all out of the fog of London...... No trace of Helbo was found. ”

"Hmm."

When Lupin heard this, he nodded slightly, and then spoke while secretly pondering:

"Thank you...... Is it hurt? Let's go inside and get treated...... Kevin, you send him to the St. Mungo Tower right now! ”

Even though he was thinking about other things, he was aware of the other party's injury.

After all, there was no anti-phantom manifestation charm here, and if he hadn't been injured, it would have been impossible for the patrol member, who was an elite Auror, to have made such a big deviation in appearance.

After asking the assistant to take the other party away, he pursed his lips slightly, and then nodded heavily at Kingsley, who had been waiting for a long time, through gritted teeth.

"Attention everyone, let's go!"