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Chapter 804

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Harry left in a daze. That night, the battle at the Ministry of Magic caused a ruckus in the whole of Hogwarts. The Daily Prophet even used the headline "The Destruction of the Ministry of Magic" along with a photo of Dumbledore leading the Auror escaping from the Ministry of Magic in a sorry state to report this sensational news. In the photo, the Auror looked at the camera in despair. Dumbledore's eyes were tired and he looked abnormally old.

Most wizards who read the Daily Prophet thought that Dumbledore was already old. He might still be able to deal with his old rival Voldemort, but he seemed to be unable to adapt to the rising threat of the new evil.

When the sky finally brightened and the sun rose high in the sky, Harry was dragged by Hermione and Ron to the hall. The Hogwarts students who were waiting for breakfast were already in an uproar.

Malfoy's face was a little pale. He glanced at Harry and whispered, "Dumbledore is old! The new order of the world of magic will be created by the younger generation … Look at his long white beard. Even if we can trust that he will not make the muddle-headed mistakes of the old, he will not be able to deal with the new threat … He can only deal with Voldemort. "

"A Dark Devil as old as him!"

Harry did not react to his nemesis's mockery at all. Last night, he had learned about the grudges between Sirius, Lupin, Peter Pettigrew and his parents. He seemed to have not digested the content. He bent his body slightly to hide the golden Ministry of Magic that he was holding in his arms. He touched the uneven hieroglyphs on the cover. His heart was tormented and he was hesitating.

A large flock of owls barged into Hogwarts' dining hall. The owls here were almost all of Hogwarts' management. It seemed that every wizard had sent a letter to their children. Some of the envelopes were covered in solemn colors such as black and white. Some of them even had a white chrysanthemum or some kind of potion flower that could make a sobbing potion wrapped around it like a tide and landed in front of a third-year wizard in Gryffindor.

The young wizard was dumbfounded in his seat. His eyes were quickly filled with tears. His expression was one of despair and disbelief.

Hermione whispered, "Oh my god! What's going on? It must be something very bad. "

Ron whispered to her, "That's a letter of condolence and memorial. There might even be a eulogy …" As Ron spoke, a witch barged into the dining hall and dragged away a young wizard named Hotchpatch. Before she left, she said, "Apologize to Professor Dumbledore for me … I know I should trust him, but … fear is driving me crazy! He has to go home. We'll go back to his grandmother's house, far away in Brazil … Hopefully, we'll be able to avoid those terrible things. "Without finishing her sentence, she pulled up her scarf, took the hand of the first-year wizard, and hurried away!

She was definitely not the only witch to do so. Ron even saw Neville's uncle rushing into the headmaster's office. Fortunately, Neville was not called away.

Dumbledore's footsteps were a little hurried as he rushed into the hall. He looked at the empty table and silently opened his mouth, silently moving the empty chairs away. Dumbledore came to the podium, the copper owl's wings spread out silently, and Dumbledore's voice was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone present.

Including those heartless exchange students from the Durmstrand Magic School.

"From today onwards, there will be at least three professors on duty every night. No students will be allowed to roam at night or appear in the corridors during curfew. The permission for senior students to go to Hogsmeade Village during Christmas will be temporarily cancelled … You may have heard about what happened at the Ministry of Magic, but I have to warn everyone again — what truly makes us feel fear is fear itself.

"Courage does not only exist in rashness, but also in people's calmness and bravery."

Chen Ang calmly looked at the crowd below, like the book that Harry had hidden in his arms, the metal pages that Malfoy was holding, the eager Durmstrang exchange students, the leader of the group was the little guy Yakov, who was always stirring up trouble like a clockwork gnome, and Snape who was deep in thought as he looked at Harry.

And the demon eel on the plate in front of him, with its eyes still open and its head facing the sky, had dense spiral teeth like a lamprey. This dish was exactly the same as the famous British Muggle dish, Lamprey Gazing at the Starry Sky. It was a disgrace to the Hogwarts house-elves.

This breakfast, everyone was a little tasteless.

Especially after watching Chen Ang calmly bite open the demon eel's head, Snape was the first to leave his seat. Hopefully, he wasn't going to the kitchen to protest about not being able to keep the precious potion ingredient.

"Harry!" After breakfast, Ron and Hermione hurried to catch up with Harry. "Today … Are you alright today?!" Ron looked worried. "So many things … I don't know how to deal with it."

"Do you know?" Harry turned around and asked solemnly. "Scabby is an Animagus … and very likely one of the culprits who killed my parents. Yet, he escaped punishment from the law." Ron opened his mouth wide and said with some fear, "I knew it … I knew that no mouse could live that long …"

"I've been asking myself," Harry said. Harry said, "Ask yourself, if I find him and prove it to him, then what should I do with him? Ron? "

"I …" Ron stuttered, "I don't know … I haven't reacted yet."

Hermione grabbed Harry's hand and said, "You should let the Auror deal with you! Don't stare into the abyss … Harry. "

"But … I really want to kill him!" Harry said. "It's not an impulse, but the result of … careful consideration."

"You saw your rat turn into a little wizard, Ron. And this person, who might be Peter Pettigrew, appeared at the place where the unicorn died. Although we know that Malfoy killed the unicorn, it's obvious that Malfoy isn't the only one who needs the unicorn's blood. There's another person who appeared there who also needs it. "

Ron and Hermione said in unison, "Voldemort (Mystery Man)."

"Malfoy caught Voldemort, but I'd rather believe that he only caught part of Voldemort … There's another Voldemort, hidden in the darkness. It's on Peter Pettigrew! "

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