After Voldemort and the Death Eaters left, the Dementors floating in the castle sky began to leave.

"Are they all gone, Scott."

Dumbledore looked up and asked Scott.

"Yes, Professor."

Scott replied.

At the same time, he jumped off the shoulders of the giant knight statue and landed lightly with the help of the floating force of the cloak.

"Looks like it's gone." He walked to Dumbledley years ago, "but I don't know if he really left." ”

His meaning was clear, that he was worried that Voldemort would take advantage of their relaxation before killing them.

After all, when Voldemort left just now, he deliberately mentioned Scott's "bloody brutality", which was also to lure them to open the door to check the situation at the outer door.

Dumbledore certainly understood what Scott meant.

He nodded at Scott, then turned to Professor McGonagall and said, "Please get the students back to the castle first, Minerva." ”

"Okay, Albus."

Professor McGonagall answered, and began speaking loudly to the other students.

"Everyone! Right now! All in the auditorium! ”

The other three professors, who were deans, also began to help organize the students to leave.

"Professor! Professor Dumbledore! ”

Several figures suddenly broke away from the large group, shouting in their mouths.

Scott turned his head and watched as George, Eddie, Milton, and Luna ran to his side first.

"Obviously, Fu ...... The mystery man is just stirring up. ”

George said to Dumbledore.

"He's slandering Scott because Scott doesn't act like he's scared at all, and that makes him angry!"

Eddie followed, "We won't take his word for it, even if Scott did anything, it was just to protect Hogwarts." ”

Milton nodded repeatedly.

"Blood...... Bloody and brutal, that ...... Words like that shouldn't be used on Scott. ”

He was so anxious that he stammered a little.

Only Luna didn't rush to justify anything for Scott.

She looked up at the expression on Scott's face and took his hand.

"Are you alright, Scott?"

She spoke softly.

"Don't worry, I guess, you just did what you thought was right."

Scott burst out laughing.

"I'm fine, Luna."

He answered Luna's question before looking at the others.

"Thank you, George, Eddie, Milton."

"I don't think you need to explain anything to me, and Professor Dumbledore won't misunderstand me because of Voldemort's words."

Dumbledore laughed happily.

"Oh, Scott is right, you should trust me."

He said in a kind tone.

"I'm already a 100-year-old man, but I don't think I'm old yet."

"Of course, you're Dumbledore."

George immediately began to praise the old headmaster.

"You are the most powerful, smartest, and greatest wizard in the wizarding world!"

Dumbledore shook his head lightly with a smile on his face.

"Do you know what the biggest difference between Scott and Voldemort is?"

George immediately replied, "Scott has a nose. ”

"And the hair." Eddie said.

Dumbledore laughed and said, "Oh, of course, yes, but it's just appearances. ”

Luna said seriously, "Scott doesn't have a demon in his heart. ”

Milton also said: "Scott loves life, he can easily capture those beautiful pictures and record them with a brush, his paintings can make people smile and feel warm." ”

"You're right, especially Mr. Grevis."

Dumbledore nodded to Milton.

"I think you understand what I'm trying to say."

Then, he continued to speak to several people.

"I once told Scott that Voldemort's biggest flaw was that he didn't know how to love."

"He never felt real affection and friendship, and of course, no love."

"The Death Eaters were just his servants, and he never considered them his friends."

"Scott is different."

With that, he looked at Scott.

"You have parents who love you, Scott, and I can tell you love them too."

"On top of that, you have a group of good friends like that."

He gestured to a few of Scott's side.

"Oh, seeing you always reminds me of when I was a student at Hogwarts."

"Do you have a lot of good friends too?" Luna asked curiously.

Dumbledore shook his head.

"That's where I can't compare to Scott."

He said with some embarrassment.

"When I was younger, I had a family accident, and at that time, I just wanted to prove that I was good."

"So, unfortunately, I made very few friends during my time at Hogwarts."

Speaking of this, he put away his somewhat complicated expression and became happy again.

"But fortunately, I have always loved my family, although because I was young, the way was a little wrong, but, yes, I never lost love."

He stopped talking about himself and said to a few people instead, "So, don't worry, I won't misunderstand Scott because of Voldemort's words." ”

As he spoke, he winked at them.

"But I need to talk to him alone, you know, about some big things that are inconvenient for everyone to know."

"Alright then, let's go back first."

George glanced back at the crowd that was already far away.

"Hey, Scott, I hope you're not in a hurry to get to France, we also have some 'big things' to talk to you about."

"Of course ......"

Scott looked at Dumbledore, saw him nod, and continued, "I'll go to France tomorrow." ”

"We'll see you later." Eddie said.

"I'll see you later."

After a few people were gone, Scott turned his head and asked Dumbledore, "Are you alright, Professor, Rimbaud told me......"

Dumbledore waved his hand.

"I'm fine, Scott."

He motioned for Scott to grab the tail feathers of Phoenix Fawkes.

Scott reached out and grabbed the ornate feather, and in the blink of an eye, they were in the principal's office.

Dumbledore immediately sat down in the large chair behind his desk.

He leaned back in his chair, a heavy exhaustion on his face, closed his eyes, and gasped for breath.

Phoenix Fawkes also flew to the golden bird stand on the side and closed his eyes.

Scott didn't bother them, his eyes drawn to the image presented on Dumbledore's desk.

At this point, the dark wooden tabletop seems to be transformed into a giant television screen, showing the real-time surveillance screen outside the castle gates.

Voldemort and the Death Eaters did not take the corpses with them when they left.

The scene did look a little bloody.

Especially Fenrir Greyback, who was cut in half, and the giant, who was cut into several pieces......

Scott glanced at it a few times before withdrawing his gaze.

Although he caused the scene, he had no taste for appreciating such disgusting images.

He took a few steps back and sat down on the couch in front of his desk.

As he leaned back on the couch, he looked up to meet the portraits of the former principals on the wall.

It was rare that the portraits did not pretend to be asleep, but all watched him with wide eyes.

"Well done, Ravenclaw boy, we see you in action."

Surprisingly, the youngest to praise him was Phineas Black.

Scott was about to say a polite "thank you" when the most unpopular headmaster of all time came up.

"As a Muggle-born student, you're proud enough."

This Sirius ancestor fully demonstrates the reasons for his unpopularity.

"Thank you."

Scott adjusted his expression.

"Although I am extremely proud to say this, the truth is that there are no students from pure-blood families in Hogwarts who are better than me."

The unpleasant old face of Principal Black in the painting instantly stretched out.

"It's disappointing." He said dissatisfiedly, "Purebloods have also begun to degenerate......

At this moment, a huge fist reached out from the portrait next to him and slammed it into his face, knocking him down and disappearing into the frame of the picture.

"Don't be wordy, Blake!"

A certain red-bearded, bald headmaster retracts his fist.

"There are only our students at Hogwarts, no pure-bloods or Muggle-borns!"

He looked at Scott with great appreciation.

"Well done, boy, I admire your courage, you should have been in Gryffindor in the first place, it must have been the Sorting Hat's mistake!"

"That's enough, you can't go wrong with the Sorting Hat!"

An old witch with long curly silver hair interrupted him.

She's Dalyse Derwent.

She retorted loudly to Redbeard, "Ravenclaw just values wisdom more and pays more attention to the way of doing things, but Ravenclaw never lacks the courage to do things!" ”

Redbeard insisted on his opinion, "No, the courage in him stands out more......"

The two principals quarreled like this, and then the other members who lived in the frame began to join in, and soon they quarreled.

As their voices grew louder, Dumbledore, who had been napping, opened his eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

His face looked much better, but still a little sluggish.

"Oh, I almost fell asleep."

He moved his fingers and served himself and Scott a cup of hot tea.

Of course, he added another half cup of sugar to his teacup.

"Oh......"

After taking a sip of Scott's unimaginable sweetness of tea, he let out a long sigh of comfort, and the tiredness on the old principal's face was finally swept away.

"I didn't expect you to choose to rush back directly." He said to Scott.

Scott smiled.

"If you ask me beforehand, I can't predict accurately and choose."

He thought about it for a moment.

"But when I actually received the notification from Professor Flitwick, I didn't even think about it, and I came back directly."

At that time, he really didn't weigh it, didn't hesitate, and directly activated the door key.

"Although it did not play a decisive role."

Thinking back on the whole war, Scott's thinking at this time was a little clearer.

"I don't think even if I don't come back, those guys won't be able to break through Hogwarts' defenses."

For a while, even Voldemort himself failed to break through the magic barrier, let alone anyone else.

"But I can't afford to wait in peace knowing that Hogwarts is being attacked and that I have the ability to come back."

"Yes, who can not love Hogwarts?" Dumbledore said with a smile.

As he spoke, he snapped his fingers.

A house-elf with a Hogwarts tea towel immediately appears in the office.

"It is a pleasure to serve you, Dear Mr. Headmaster!"

It bowed deeply to Dumbledore, its slender neck almost hanging to the ground.

Dumbledore whispered, "Excuse me, please help clear the battlefield and restore everything around the school." ”

"Trouble?"

The house-elves began to scream.

"Please?"

It cried out in fear.

"Please don't be so polite! We will definitely restore everything to the way it used to be, even if it is just a single plant or tree! ”

"Oh......" Dumbledore seemed taken aback, "I'm not that strict......"

Before he could finish his sentence, the house-elf sobbed loudly and disappeared with all his energy.

Scott asked curiously, "Professor, the bridges have been completely destroyed, can they be restored?" ”

"Don't underestimate them, Scott." Dumbledore said, "House-elves are no weaker in magic than ordinary wizards, it's just that they use different magic than we do." ”

Next, the two talked about the details of the battle after Scott returned to Hogwarts alone, and then left the office together and went to the Great Hall.

At this time, the auditorium was particularly lively, and the professors sitting in the faculty seats did not prohibit the students' discussions.

When Scott followed Dumbledore into the Great Hall through the side door, everyone suddenly stopped talking.

A few seconds later, deafening cheers and applause rang out.

On his way to the Ravenclaw table, Scott was greeted with attention.

Of course, the vast majority of students didn't know how much Scott had played a role in the defense of Hogwarts, and their popularity was more due to his role as a warrior in the Triwizard Tournament.

Scott nodded and smiled "thank you" to everyone he accosted, walked over to the Ravenclaw table, and sat down next to Eddie's Milton.

"Oh! Our big star is back! ”

Eddie teased loudly, clapping incessantly.

Scott ignored him and continued to say "thank you" to his classmates.

Ding, ding, ding.

Professor McGonagall tapped the glass.

"Quiet!"

She said solemnly.

"Professor Dumbledore has something to say to you."

Dumbledore stepped forward and began to speak.

"I'm glad, kids, when Hogwarts was in crisis, I saw all of you stand up and take up your wand......"

"Not all of them."

Eddie muttered unhappily, and glanced at the Slytherin table.

"Dumbledore should fire those bastards!"

Scott glanced over to Slytherin, but didn't see Malfoy and his men.

Eddie whispered to him, "The bastards are still tied up in that room next to the Great Hall, and Filch is watching them." ”

"Don't worry, Hogwarts will always be the strongest safe fortress for you, the young wizards......"

Scott turned to look at Dumbledore as he spoke, expecting what he would do with the guys.

Attempting to get the Death Eaters to enter the campus through the secret passages at a critical moment was indeed enough to be expelled.