"Of course I dare!"

Many of the students admired Dumbledore and trusted him to have the ability to catch them the moment they fell.

And even if they die, they have to choose their own way, rather than being melted in the hands of these desperate soldiers, it is better to use their last strength to jump.

They really had no choice, because these desperate soldiers who radiated heat and fire all over their bodies were right behind them, and it was obvious that they would have died the moment the rescue arrived, except for the mercy of the desperate soldiers. Of course, if they don't have the final hole card, Principal Dunlidor, then they probably won't choose to jump down, because there may be a chance that they will only be seriously injured when help arrives, although this is not very likely.

"Jump!"

After the Slytherin mage shouted and jumped, the two mages did not hesitate in the slightest and leaped from a height of seven or eight meters towards the sea of fire.

It may be the decision they regret the most, but it may also be the one they are most thankful for.

They gambled their lives, on the owls that they would pass on everything that happened to them, on the willingness of Dumbledore, who knew all this, on Dumbledore's ability to catch them in an instant.

"What are you guys in!"

"What the hell are they doing?"

"Could it be...... Are these two kids crazy? ”

Tony and the rest of the mages, who had arrived on the way, were amazed to see this scene, because it was something they could not understand.

And the moment the two mages jumped down, they chose to close their eyes, whether it was heaven or hell, it was not for them to choose, it was up to Principal Dunledore who was far away in another world.

Seconds passed, and they didn't feel death coming, they felt their bodies falling lightly, there were no hot flames, no hard floors, they felt as if they had landed in the soft grass.

"Are we dead? Is this heaven? ”

The Gryffindor mages opened their eyes, and instead of the clouds after the rain, he saw a large full moon, and around them it was not a sea of burning fire, but a sea of flowers. The petals fluttered in the wind and scattered around them, all in a way that they had never expected.

"Welcome back, my children!"

It was a familiar and magnetic voice, the voice of the headmaster Dumbledot, with whom they had been for five years.

They lay on their backs in the sea of flowers at Hogwarts, with Headmaster Dumbledore standing beside them, and beside Headmaster Dunledore stood the venerable elderly Abbot McGonagall.

They won the bet, they won, and after they jumped, it wasn't hell, and heaven was their paradise, and it was the paradise they had been living in.

"They're the people!"

"It's gone!"

"It's Headmaster Dunlidor, he's always there for us!"

The mages at the cargo dock flew around the dock crane, and they found that there were no Hogwarts mages except for the corpses of desperate soldiers, they were gone, they had completely disappeared from this world, so where did they go? The first thing these students thought of was Dun Leduo, because only Deng Leduo had the ability to teleport the two people who fell at this moment.

Perhaps they had also heard that Dumbledore had been secretly protecting them, and that Dumbledore had also dropped several summoned beasts during the Battle of New York.

But this moment was different, it was a real moment of life and death, and they witnessed the two mages who fell from a height of seven or eight meters disappear in an instant.

They understood that as long as they were at Hogwarts, as long as they were in the wizarding world, as long as they were under Dumbledore, no one, no danger, could take their lives.

Obviously, on this day, Dumbledore will gain a lot of system points.

"It seems that they are fine, of course, if we don't hurry up the fight, it will be difficult to say."

Seeing the figures of two or three hundred desperate soldiers on the cargo cruise ship, the wizards of Hogwarts knew that this battle was not over, and it was still one end away.

"The war is not over yet, I still want to go back......"

The Gryffindor mages regained some energy and saw that the final battle in the crystal ball had begun, and although the tired mages were still able to cope, he wanted to go back and share the joy of victory with all his classmates, and he wanted to return triumphantly with all his classmates.

"Principal Dumbledore, the children are tired, they have been drenched in the rain all night, and it will soon be dawn, and it is time for them to rest. Let's do the next battle, let's do it! ”

Dean McGonagall's figure flickered behind Dunlidor, and suddenly turned into a dragon in the air, obviously Dean McGonagall was ready for battle, and the remaining two or three hundred desperate soldiers, they, the teachers, could easily deal with it.

"There's no point in you going, it's a war for these children, and they go to war to make them stronger. But since they're tired, I'm going to fetch them myself! ”

Dumbledore knew that sooner or later his identity would leak out, because once a graduate chose to work in the outside world, without the constraints of rules and regulations, Dumbledore's identity would spread throughout New York, and even the whole world.

Of course, there are only four outsiders outside except for Dr. Killian and the desperate soldiers, Tony, Potts, Colonel Roddy, and the president of the United States, all four of whom may already have an idea of their identity.

It's just that they may know that they are part of Hogwarts, and they can't even imagine that Hogwarts, or even the entire wizarding world, is their own.

"Dean McGonagall, I'm going to start the Workshop when it's dawn, you let the residents who are idle and have nothing to do wait in the square, and when the Workshop starts, let them throw the Hogsmeade squares and pavements on stone bricks, and then I'll pay them something! Hogsmeade needed to slowly build a complete economic system, so that it would be easier to develop later. ”

"Monsieur Dunlidor, do we still need a set of our own currency, and should we have our own festival culture, etc., so that the residents can also celebrate in the festival."

"There are not many people now, let's wait until the number of people is tens of thousands, tens of thousands......

Dumbledore turned his head, and a portal glowing with golden light suddenly opened in front of him, and it was a light rain and fire outside the portal, which was the cargo dock after a fierce battle.