After less than half a year, the moment Lin Xiaoan saw Dumbledore again, he was really surprised!

Gay Deng is really critically ill...... Phew, not critically ill, injured! And the injury is not light!

Lin Xiaoan wrinkled his brows, looked at Dumbledore who was lying weakly on the hospital bed, and asked, "Who is it?" ”

The answer is an unexpected and plausible name: Lord Voldemort.

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The reason why it is reasonable is because in the wizarding world of the corrupt country, there are only three or two kittens who can confront Dumbledore head-on, and Voldemort is the most powerful one (at the moment);

Unexpectedly, it was because Voldemort had already been cut off by Lin Xiao'an's left hand and his right hand, and several Horcruxes except Harry and Nagini were also absorbed by Lin Xiao'an;

Failed to put on the Gaunt's ring and burned his hands, secondly did not drink the potion in the stone basin where the fake Slytherin locket was placed, and third, Professor Snape took the Elder Wand...... How did Old Man Dumbledore soften like this?!

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Lin Holmes-Ann reasonably questioned, "Professor Dumbledore, should you ...... You went to Germany a while ago, right? ”

"Ahem, ahem...... Uh, cough, cough, cough, ......cough, cough

Lin Xiaoan looked at Gay Deng meaningfully, and said slowly: "The most beautiful thing is the sunset red ......."

The innocent Harry looked at Gay Deng and then at Lin Xiaoan, confused: "??? ”

Professor Snape regretted accepting Lin Xiao'an's disciple for the Nth time: "......"

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Getting back to business, why was Dumbledore so badly injured?

Maybe it's the explosion of self-confidence, maybe it's the last madness, and Voldemort and his gang are making more and more noise-

Explosions, plane crashes, train derailments...... The Death Eaters have caused a plague in the Muggle world, and from time to time there is news that wizards are missing or dead-

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic were exhausted, the wizarding world was panicking, and Muggles were beginning to play up the concept of "the end of the world".

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Dumbledore decided to move Harry from his aunt's house to a safer and more secluded place. Harry rode Hagrid's flying motorcycle (one with a sidecar) and accompanied the wizards who protected him on broomsticks or Thestrals—

Of course, if you think about it on your toes, it's easier and faster to use the Floo Net or Phantom Transfer, a hundred times stronger than the Broomstick and Thestrals! But then, wouldn't Professor Snape (on Voldemort's side) have no chance of meritorious service?!

(The above is the second time that the stupid author has set it up, and in the original book, the Ministry of Magic officials were cast a Death Eater with a Soul Eater, and all the things that needed magic at Aunt Harry's house: Floo Net, Portkey, and Phantom Transfer, etc....... Both were deemed to have violated wizarding law, and the monitoring of the traces in Harry's wand was intensified in an attempt to limit Harry's movements. ）

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So, late one night, the backbone of the Order of the Phoenix all went out, vowing to bring Harry-Savior Potter back to the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix at 12 Grimmauld Place!

The Death Eaters received information from Professor Snape, led by Voldemort himself, and ambushed the members of the Order of the Phoenix, of course, according to Professor Snape's information, in order to wipe out the Order of the Phoenix.

The butterfly didn't flick its wings, and when the Order of the Phoenix members picked up Harry, they were halfway back - the two sides met in a narrow way!

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At least thirty hooded figures hung in the air, forming a huge circle, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix "unwittingly" flew into the Death Eaters' encirclement—

"Avada suo!"

The tips of the Death Eaters' wands glowed green, and the grid of green lights intertwined separated the members of the Order of the Phoenix, leaving them to fight on their own.

"Bang!"

A spell struck Hagrid's motorcycle, and Hagrid roared, causing it to roll over.

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Harry didn't know where he was: there were street lamps overhead, shouting all around. He clung to the sidecar, Hedwig's cage, firebolt and backpack slipped from under his knees—

"N-Hedwig!"

The broomstick spun to the ground, and just as the bike was righted again, Harry grabbed the strap of his backpack and the handle on top of the birdcage.

Harry had just breathed a sigh of relief when he heard Hedwig scream—a green light coming at him—or towards Hedwig!

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"Armor protection!"

At the last moment, someone resolutely stood in front of Harry and resolved the Avada Curse for him!

It was a holy white, like the purest moonlight, like the falling first snow, like the clouds in the autumn sky, it was—

Tom Diary Riddle's Wings!