Whoa!

Amosta burst out of the water, taking Harry, Ron and Hermione, Gabrielle, Twinkle, and Barty Crouch Sr. to the platform where the warriors had dived, their eyes pointing to the crowd of crows around the long table with a golden tablecloth.

Dumbledore was talking to Fudge, who was red-faced and had a fierce expression on his face. Behind Fudge stood Umbridge and an ugly-faced Amelia, as did Sirius's boss, Rufus Scrimgeur.

All the staff at Hogwarts were there, and Professor McGonagall was staring at the sparkling water in a daze before Amosta appeared, her face pale as snow, and Professor Snape beside her looked no better.

Madame Maxim was comforting Fleur as the girl sat on the grass by the lake, her head buried in her arms around her knees, her shoulders swaying. And Ludo was accompanying the only combination that had completed the task in the second game, Cedric and Cho Zhang's arms tightly together, their expressions both dazed and frightened.

Krum was with his alumni, and the group of little men were staring at the surface of the water, most of them with sturdy figures, but now, they seemed so helpless.

About a hundred Ministries of Magic were present, many of them familiar faces from the last time he had accompanied him on the hunt for Hermione's attack, and when Amosta came ashore, they were still up and down the lake, not giving up the search for the lost children.

There was panic in the air, and almost everyone's face was dazed, and they didn't know what to do, they didn't know how to face it.

The large screen erected on the riverbank had gone dark, and the goblins had interrupted the live broadcast when the accident had occurred, and they had all gathered under the thick iron poles that supported the screen, and they were talking quietly.

Many people rushed to Amosta at the same time, but it was Fleur who ran the fastest.

After being reminded by Madame Maxim, she lifted her tearful face and looked at Amosta and the group of people at his feet in a daze, and suddenly let out a scream that made Madame Maxim who was close at hand show a painful expression.

"You found her, did you, is she hurt, is she still alive?"

Fleur cried with rain, she shouted and rushed to Amosta's side, this time, without throwing any ambiguous glances at him, she threw herself on Gabrielle, looking at her sister's blue cheeks, crying out of breath.

Dumbledore, who was over 100 years old, was the second to arrive, every wrinkle on his old face was filled with cold anger, his blue pupils touched Amosta's calm eyes, and then he looked at Harry on the ground. He breathed a sigh of relief imperceptibly, but when he saw Barty Sr. and Twinkle, Dumbledore's eyes flickered with a strong light, and he was silent and didn't ask anything.

"You've found them, where is Amosta!"

Professor McGonagall arrived, and she saw his students on the floor. She also saw Barty Sr., and she mistakenly thought that Professor McGonagall's body had collapsed, and that Professor Snape had helped him not to fall, but Snape's eyes fell on Harry. The darkness in his eyes was dissipating, and despair was faintly there.

"Oh my God, you see, it's Barty!"

Everyone in the Ministry of Magic felt that Fudge's voice was as sharp as a chicken choked by the throat, and his face was swollen and red, and he pointed at Old Barty, who had a shocking wound on his neck, and his chubby fingers trembled. He glared at old Barty, and from time to time he turned around and repeatedly forced out who the man who was obviously dead was,

"Oh my God, what the hell is going on with Barty!"

Everyone in the Ministry knew who it was, and they didn't need Fudge to tell them, everyone—including Umbridge, Amelia and Scrimgeour and some of the officials in charge of important departments, had the same look of consternation!

Durmstrang's students repeatedly confirmed, and they finally confirmed, that Bryan of Hogwarts had not brought their Headmaster back. They don't know what that means. Maybe you know, you just don't want to believe it.

There were many people who were talking to Amosta, either excited, or afraid, in short, chattering non-stop, as if this was the only way to soothe the feeling of helplessness in their hearts.

Sirius and Remus ran wildly along the lakeshore and squeezed to the front of the crowd out of breath, many noticing them but ignoring them, and Dumbledore, after glancing at him, finally took a step out,

"Where did you find them, Amosta?"

In any case, the play that should be played still has to be played.

"A dark crack in the bottom of the lake. Not sure how they ended up there. ”

Amosta said calmly,

"I checked it out. As you can see, Mr. Barty Crouch has passed away, while the others are still alive. ”

"Is it true that you're still alive, Amosta, are you sure?"

Professor McGonagall's voice trembled. And holding Gabrielle and crying, Fleur, who was sad, also stopped crying in front of her.

"I'm convinced."

Amosta said, he turned to look at the few people on the ground, snapped his fingers, and with an invisible wave of magic power swept past several people, the position of the chest of their tracksuit flashed with orange light, and then--

Hiss!

There was a violent gasp, and the chests of several children on the ground immediately rose and fell significantly, and then, in the exclamation of everyone, one by one opened their misty eyes.

The contrast between the dark cemetery and the sunny, breezy shores of the Black Lagoon was stark, and the few people who had just recovered were full of confusion, but after a few breaths of silence, almost at the same time, Harry, Ron and Hermione jumped up from the ground, and Gabrielle was held in Fleur's arms the moment she opened her eyes, and she couldn't do anything.

Harry was trembling, he wasn't like Hermione and Ron, who were cramped by the environment and so many faces staring at them solemnly, he only had Ron and Hermione, his two best friends

Harry bit his lip tightly, but that didn't stop his tears from streaming down his face, and he raised his hands and trembled his fingertips to the cheeks of both men, slowly fearing that it was just a dream.

"Hey, bro, what's wrong with you?"

Ron didn't understand it yet, he asked in amazement, and Hermione had already echoed the fact that she seemed to be dead She wasn't dead, could it be that she and Ron weren't in the Killing Curse at the time, but what was going on with Gabrielle, she saw that Gabrielle was dead under the Killing Curse, Mr. Barty Crouch. Still dead.

"Did you save us, Harry?"

Hermione burst into tears as well, and she whimpered,

"You brought us back, didn't you, that's amazing, Harry, but how did you do it?"

Harry didn't answer any questions, he looked at the two familiar faces that had come back to life, and thought back to the moment when he had been cursed. It was so desperate that his world seemed to collapse in that moment.

Oops!

Ron and Hermione both let out exclamations, and they both hugged Harry, tightly, the three faces that had faded so much of their immaturity pressed together under everyone's gaze.

Amosta's gaze softened, Dumbledore wiped his moist eyes, and Professor McGonagall burst into tears.

Remus and Sirius watched the scene with sentimentality.

With so many people watching, Harry put his arms around Hermione and Ron for two minutes, until Ron writhed uneasily.

"Embarrassing, brother, maybe you didn't notice, it's not just the three of us here."

Harry smiled, foaming at the bottom of his nose, but he didn't wipe it, just looked at Ron and Hermione with happiness and contentment on his face.

Everyone could see that these children had gone through a terrible ordeal, but what it was, that Voldemort had been resurrected by Vitia Cleona, who had been taken away

"Good boy"

Professor McGonagall's eyes were hazy, and she covered her mouth and said sadly that she couldn't bear to disturb these children who had survived, but she was very concerned about their bodies.

"You all need to rest. Go for a check-up, go to the school hospital"

Professor McGonagall's voice calmed Harry down, he grabbed Ron and Hermione's socks and blew his nose vigorously, and then, turning his cheek to face Professor Dumbledore and Professor Blaine, his eyes flickering at Professor Blaine, the words he had heard when he returned to the lake

"Voldemort is back, Professor Dumbledore!"

Harry looked at Professor Dumbledore and said, his words passing through like a cold wind, instantly quieting the noise on the shore of the lake.

(End of chapter)