Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

First of all, there is Rita Skeeter, who is still considered half an outsider. Although she has an unbreakable vow as a restriction, she cannot be trusted 100%.

"Ms. Skeeter, I think you already understand everything about tonight's situation. Please compile them into reports as soon as possible and publish them in the Daily Prophet so that more ordinary people can understand the truth."

As a reporter who loves to attract attention, Skeeter is even a little excited at this time. What happened tonight is related to the Triwizard Tournament. It is a major event worth noting. In addition, it also involves a power dispute. It will definitely arouse widespread public concern.

focus on.

She looked excited, nodded repeatedly, and promised that she would write a wonderful article. Then she carefully put the pages of the manuscript recorded with the shorthand quill into her bag, and left.

After confirming that she was gone, Dumbledore looked at Mrs. Weasley again and asked her to help bring a message to her husband. In short, he was asking him to help summon wizards in the Ministry of Magic who were not as short-sighted as Fudge.

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Mrs. Weasley agreed without hesitation, and Bill also stood up, saying that he would go and bring the news to his father now.

"In that case, I think it's time for me to apply for transfer back from Egypt." He said with a smile.

Lockhart also quickly expressed his position: "Then I will go back to the ministry, Dumbledore. I think there are still some people there who are willing to continue to follow me..."

Dumbledore glanced at him, nodded, and added some tasks: "In addition, the Daily Prophet also needs you to say hello, at least to ensure that Ms. Skeeter's report is published smoothly.

Let public opinion fall completely under Fudge's control."

Lockhart knew that he had caused trouble by exposing himself too early, so he agreed without hesitation and left in a hurry.

"In addition, Minerva, I think there are some people you need to contact..."

After arranging Lockhart, Dumbledore looked at Professor McGonagall again. He named a list of people, including Sirius, Lupin, Mundungus, and Dearborn—all senior members of the Order of the Phoenix.

This series of arrangements was well organized, and it was obviously a plan that had been prepared in advance.

"By the way, Qiu." Dumbledore continued, "I want to trouble you to go find Hagrid and ask him to come to my office. The password is pineapple preserves. And Mrs. Maxim, if she

If you are willing to come."

If nothing else, he planned to send two people to find the giant tribe and try to win them over before Voldemort did.

"Okay." Qiu nodded in agreement, then turned and left.

"Severus," there were far fewer people in the school hospital. Dumbledore turned to Professor Snape and said, "You know what task I will give you. I don't know if you are ready, but if

I can totally understand if you refuse."

"No problem." His Highness the Half-Blood Prince said without hesitation.

It can be seen that although his eyes are firm, there is still a trace of fear and nervousness. This is normal. He has returned to the ranks of Death Eaters as a betrayer and double agent, and he is still facing a terrifying person like Voldemort.

A master of Legilimency, no matter who he is, he will inevitably feel fear.

"Well, good luck to you," Dumbledore said, with a hint of worry on his face as he watched Snape leave without saying a word, but with firm steps.

After a long silence, he spoke again: "I think that's enough for today. Harry, I think you should drink this bottle of medicine. It will allow you to sleep peacefully. This is your

The most important thing now."

He said, pointing to the Dreamless Sleep Potion that Madam Pomfrey had placed on the bedside table.

"Okay..." Harry nodded and couldn't help but ask, "Professor, can I ask another question?"

"Of course." Dumbledore returned to his former cheerful and kind image.

"Tonight, when we were in the cemetery..." Harry recalled, "Some magical things happened to my wand and Voldemort's wand, which is why I was able to escape from him smoothly. But

I can't understand why..."

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Why did that scene happen?" Dumbledore finished for him, "I think there is someone here who can answer your questions, right, Glenn?"

In fact, Glenn's current level of wand science is not enough to answer this question, but after all, he is a time traveler who has read the original work, so naturally he has known the secret of the twin wand cores for a long time.

"The golden light connected the two wands. Did Voldemort's wand release the souls of the dead..." Glenn pretended to think, and then slowly spoke after a long time, "Flashback spell..."

Harry asked confusedly: "Flashback spell? What is that?"

"This is an extremely rare situation," Glenn explained. "I'm sure you remember that when you got that wand four years ago, my grandfather mentioned that it was the same as Voldemort's wand.

They are twin brothers."

"Remember." Harry naturally would not forget such an important experience, "You mean, tonight's situation is related to this matter?"

Glenn nodded slightly: "This is a very rare situation. Wands with twin cores will not attack each other normally. If the master forces them to fight, the effect of the flashback spell will appear - a wand

Will force the other one to repeat the spell it cast, in reverse order."

"That's why they appeared..." Harry murmured to himself, "First the magic hand he gave to Yaxley, then the Muggle old man, and... my parents..."

"If someone loses something because of the magic cast by that wand, then they will briefly reappear, like a soul-like echo projection, with the memories and character of those lifetimes." Glenn continued.

Harry's voice gradually deepened: "So, they are not really reborn, right?"

"There is no ability in this world that can awaken the dead." Dumbledore saw what Harry was thinking and immediately said, "If my understanding is correct, that kind of projection is more like the characters in the portrait. They

He has the ability to think independently, but he is not a living human being."

"I understand, Professor, and Glenn, thank you." Harry said.

"You're welcome, Harry." Dumbledore looked at him kindly, "If there are no other problems, I suggest you drink up the medicine as soon as possible and then have a good sleep. If we continue to delay, I'm afraid

Poppy can't help but drive us away."

As he spoke, he pursed his lips at Madam Pomfrey who was standing aside. It could be seen that her expression was beginning to look a little impatient.