The door to the Headmaster's office was closed, and Harry had to keep it to himself, waiting for Dumbledore to come back and tell him.

The trio returned to the common room together and were surprised to find that almost all of the seventh graders were inside. Looking through round and round heads, it was Katie who returned.

A happy smile naturally appeared on their faces, and they said a few words of congratulations, and then quietly hid to the side.

"Looks like she's back today." Ron glanced at Katie, who was gathered in the middle of the crowd, and whispered.

"It's time too." Hermione replied casually, "It's been a few months, and I think if it weren't for the fact that the situation outside has been so bad lately, she would have been back sooner." ”

"Bad? That's for sure! Harry said, "The Daily Prophet is full of the kind of upsetting news that either someone is dead or the Death Eaters have taken somewhere. ”

"It's terrible!"

"yes......"

The three of them were silent for a while, and did not speak again for a long time.

In fact, this kind of atmosphere is the main theme of Hogwarts in recent days, and the bad situation outside has suppressed everyone for a long, long time. In this respect, Katie's return is a good thing, at least to make the lion cubs happier.

Although, it is only limited to the seventh grade that is about to graduate.

"Harry, it's for you to be here, it's for you."

The next morning in the auditorium, a little girl from a junior came to her, still holding a small roll of parchment in her hand.

"For me?" Harry was stunned when he saw this, and secretly wondered in his heart that Dumbledore had returned?

But apparently they had just pounced.

Confused, I opened the parchment, and instead of Dumbledore's neat, beautiful handwriting, it was messy, scribbled, and had clumps of ink stains that were hard to decipher.

The three heads came together, but they saw that it read:

"Dear Harry, Ron, Hermione,

Aragog died last night.

He was special to me and we had a deep affection for each other. You haven't met him, but if you can, I think you'll like him.

I decided to have a funeral for him, just tonight at dusk, and it was his favorite time of the day.

If you can come, it means a lot to me.

Hagrid. ”

"He's just crazy!" Ron said excitedly, "Eight-eyed spider! He even thought about giving him a funeral! ”

"And let's leave the castle in the evening." Hermione frowned, "Security is already 10,000 times tighter, and once we get caught, it's going to be a big problem!" ”

"We're going to be fired!"

"I think if you use an invisibility cloak, it should be fine......"

Before Harry could finish speaking, Ron said, "Are you really going to go, Harry?" That's an eight-eyed spider! ”

"I know, but now he's dead, and Hagrid is sad." Harry said, "Hagrid is our friend, and he needs us now. ”

As he spoke, he raised the parchment in his hand, and if he looked closely, he could faintly see some tears on it.

"It's not a good decision...... Ron said, shaking his head, he still didn't approve of Harry's decision, but even Harry knew that this trip would be inevitable.

"Let's talk about it then......" Harry put down the parchment in his hand, "There may not be time, today's class is full of ......"

"Damn, there's Potions class! I don't know if Professor Slughorn will ever avoid me, I think it will still be the same. ”

As he spoke, there was a lot of frustration on his face.

Since Dumbledore assigned this task, there has been no progress in months.

"Do you think it will be successful today?" Harry asked bitterly.

"Maybe, maybe you'll be lucky today?" Hermione replied casually.

"Do you think today will be a lucky day?" Harry shook the parchment in his hand, "That's not a good sign. ”

"Yes......" Ron subconsciously responded, but then he was stunned, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "Yes, lucky!" ”

"Harry, you're lucky!"

"What...... What? ”

"Lucky! Elixir! Ron pointed at Hermione and said, "You need to be lucky, it's a magic potion!" ”

"yes, how did I forget it!" As she spoke, Hermione reached out and pulled a small bottle out of her pocket, shook the liquid inside, and said, "I should have remembered, when you first hit a wall at Slughorn!" ”

Hermione was annoyed, she felt that she shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake, and if she had given Harry the Elixir earlier, she would definitely not have delayed it for so long. She didn't think of the elixir as a precious thing at all, she still had some stock in her suitcase, and it wasn't too difficult to make one at her current level of potions.

Harry hurriedly caught the elixir that Hermione had thrown him, and only breathed a sigh of relief until he caught it steadily, but he hesitated.

"But...... Does this really work? ”

"Of course! Twelve hours of luck, no matter what you do, it will be smooth. Hermione nodded.

"So...... Okay, but I shouldn't need it that much, just a small bite. Harry said, "I'll wait until the Potions class is over, if I can't get Slughorn to speak in the afternoon, I'll use it again, it should only take two or three hours." ”

As the three of them were talking, they saw Lavender come in with a pair of girls. She had been whispering to the two girls, and there seemed something wrong with them.

"What's wrong?" When Lavender sat down, Ron hugged her before asking, "Don't you look happy?" ”

"Ouch......" Lavender sighed and snorted at the girl.

"They?"

"Sister Montgomery, you haven't heard about their brother?" Lavender replied.

Ron was still confused when he heard this, but it was Hermione who spoke, "Their brother was bitten by a werewolf because their parents refused to help the Death Eaters......"

"The boy was only five years old and died in St. Mungo."

"Dead!" Harry was taken aback, "But, I remember that werewolves don't kill people?" ”

"You should really read the Daily Prophet." Hermione sighed, "Yes, it is true that werewolves did not kill people easily in the past, they were just keen to bite others and make them werewolves too. ”

"However, since Voldemort's return, there have been many people who have died at the hands of werewolves in the past year."

Hearing this, the expressions of several people darkened.

"So Harry......" continued Hermione, "you have to do everything in your power to stop Voldemort, and these terrible things will be on his head!" ”

"I will."

Harry nodded, clutching the bottle of the elixir tightly in his hand, his eyes full of determination.

(End of chapter)