Seamus' case seemed strong enough. His mother believed the articles in the Daily Prophet, that Dumbledore was a dotard, that Elvin and Harry were hoaxers, and that it was impossible for Voldemort to come back from the dead. That was the stuff of fantasy.
So she didn't want Seamus to go to Hogwarts. She even wanted him to transfer to another school. It was a serious matter.
In this case, as the source of all this, Harry naturally had the responsibility to explain the whole matter clearly.
Harry didn't know what else he needed to explain. He had said all he could say, but no one believed him.
He suddenly felt tired. He was tired of being a person who was always being stared at and judged by others.
None of the onlookers understood, even if only a little, what it felt like to have so many things happen to one person. Seamus didn't know, his mother didn't know, and none of them knew.
A bunch of stupid guys and a stupid woman, Harry thought fiercely.
He directly refused Seamus's request to repeat what happened that night. He told him to read the Daily Prophet like his mother did. The newspaper full of lies would tell them everything they needed to know.
Seamus thought that Harry was gossiping about his mother, and the two of them quarreled.
"Really, what's the matter with you two?" Ron said, hurrying through the crowd.
"He's gossiping about my mother!" Seamus shouted.
"Harry wouldn't do that!"
"Yes, we've all met your mother. We like her very much," Hermione said hurriedly.
"That was before that stupid woman began to believe every word the stinking Daily Prophet told us!" Harry roared back. He had had enough, and the pressure that he had been accumulating for some time had erupted without reservation.
"Shut up! Don't talk about my mother like that!" Seamus said angrily, pulling out his wand and pointing it back.
"I can say whatever I want. She called me a liar. She's a complete idiot!" Harry was furious. He took out his wand and said, "You're all the same. You ignore the facts and can't see the truth."
"Enough, you two!" Elwyn said hurriedly. He was really worried that they would start fighting.
He looked at the agitated Harry and felt a headache coming on.
He turned around and saw Seamus, who was also red and panting. He didn't know what to say.
The article about him and Harry seeing the resurrection of Lord Voldemort hadn't been published yet. It wasn't time yet.
Elwyn suspected that even if the article was published or he told Seamus everything that had happened that night, Seamus wouldn't believe it, just like Dumbledore couldn't make Foggy believe it.
The more he said, the more it would backfire, unless he put Lord Voldemort in front of him.
If Elwyn had the ability, he would first make Foggy understand his mistake.
"Stop arguing, you two. It's only the first day of school, and it's already so tense." Elwyn said carefully. "About what happened between me and Harry that night, Dumbledore told you clearly last semester that Lord Voldemort is back!"
"Hiss!" Hearing this name, everyone in the common lounge gasped and couldn't help but tremble.
"You're with him. You're all lying," Seamus said stubbornly, his hand trembling as he held his wand.
"Time will tell whether we're lying or not. We told you the truth out of the goodness of our hearts. It's up to you whether you believe it or not, and it's up to you. In the same way, you have no right to make someone who knows the truth lie, "Elwyn said." Now, go back to sleep! "
"No, you're all crazy," Seamus said angrily. "I don't want to live in the same dormitory with him anymore. My mother..."
"If you don't think you can live in the same dormitory with me, ask Professor Meg if he can let you move out." Harry shouted again. "I've had enough. Don't talk about how your mother is worried about you anymore."
"Crazy, I want to move out..."
"That's against the rules, Seamus," Ron said immediately.
"Against the rules, me?" Seamus shouted, his face turning paler and paler. "Ask everyone here to tell me, who believes the nonsense they made up about the mysterious man? Do you think they're telling the truth? Ah, I forgot. You're in cahoots with them. You're all crazy. How could you believe something that's impossible? "
No one spoke in the silence. Obviously, most people did not believe it.
But seeing Elwyn here, no one was willing to stand up. That was too stupid!
"I believe Elwyn!" Corin said, walking to Harry.
"Then you're also crazy!"
"I also believe what senior Elwyn said!" Kate suddenly stood up and said.
Because it was the first time that she had been the center of attention, the little girl was very nervous, but she did not flinch.
"Since senior Elwyn said that man is back, then he must be back."
"Humph, a freshman..."
"Stop it, Seamus. We all believe what Elwyn and Harry said. This is the truth," Hermione said.
"You're all crazy!" Seamus said disgustedly. "I see now. A bunch of crazy people."
"Really? But unfortunately for you, bro, because I'm also a Captain! " Ron poked his chest with a finger and said, "So, unless you want to be grounded, you'd better behave yourself!"
He would not reason with them like Elwyn, but this method was undoubtedly more effective.
Seamus seemed to realize that he was facing the president of the Student Union and two prefects. It would not do him any good to offend them.
For a few seconds, he felt that if he could spit out all the thoughts in his head, he would not hesitate to fight with Elwyn and Harry.
But in the end, he snorted contemptuously and turned away from Elwyn, Harry, and Ron.
But in the end, he snorted contemptuously and turned away from Elwyn, Harry, and Ron.
"Well, who else has a problem with his parents?" Ron asked aggressively. He seemed to be happy that the prefect had played a role.
"My parents are Muggle, buddy!" Noticing that Ron was looking at him, Dean shrugged and said, "They don't know who the mysterious man is. I'm not stupid enough to tell them. But, like Seamus, I don't believe you. "
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