Magical Studies at Hogwarts

Chapter 353 Funeral (1)

The door to the principal's office was closed, so Harry had to hide the matter deep in his heart and wait until Dumbledore came back to tell him.

The three of them returned to the common room together, and were surprised to find that almost all the seventh-grade students were there. Looking through the circles of heads, it was Katie who was back.

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

"It seems she came back today." Ron glanced at Katie, who was surrounded by the crowd, and said in a low voice.

"It's about time." Hermione responded casually, "It's been a few months. I think if it weren't for the recent bad situation outside, she should be able to come back earlier."

"Bad? That's for sure!" Harry said, "The Daily Prophet is full of the kind of news that makes people feel irritated, either who has died or where the Death Eaters have captured."

"It's absolutely terrible!"

"yes……"

The three of them were silent for a while, and didn't speak again for a long time.

The three of them were talking when they saw Lavender coming in accompanied by a pair of girls. She had been talking to the two girls in a low voice, and she looked a little uncomfortable.

There has been no progress at all in the past few months since Dumbledore assigned this task.

Although, it is only for seventh grade students who are about to graduate.

"Of course! With twelve hours of luck, no matter what you do, everything will go smoothly." Hermione nodded.

"Lucky! Elixir of Fortune!" Ron pointed at Hermione and said, "You need luck, which is Elixir of Fortune!"

Before Harry could finish his words, Ron said: "Are you really going, Harry? That's an eight-eyed spider!"

"Yeah..." Ron responded subconsciously, but then froze, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he said excitedly, "Yes, lucky!"

"And let us leave the castle at night." Hermione frowned, "Security has been tightened ten thousand times. Once we are caught, we will be in big trouble!"

In fact, this kind of atmosphere is the main theme of Hogwarts these days. The harsh situation outside has been depressing everyone for a long time. From this point of view, Katie's return is a good thing, at least it can make the little lions happy.

Some.

"Do you think you will succeed today?" Harry asked bitterly.

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

"For me?" Harry was stunned when he saw this, secretly guessing that Dumbledore was back?

"Harry, you're so lucky!"

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

"Do you think today will be a lucky day?" Harry said, shaking the parchment in his hand, "This is not a good sign."

"Maybe, maybe you will be particularly lucky today?" Hermione replied casually.

I opened the parchment in confusion, and found that instead of Dumbledore's neat and graceful handwriting, it was messy, scrawled, and had clusters of ink stains that were difficult to identify.

"However, since Voldemort returned, quite a few people have died at the hands of werewolves in the past year."

But it was obvious that they had just missed the point.

"He is simply crazy!" Ron said excitedly, "Eight-Eyed Spider! He actually wants to hold a funeral for him!"

Harry hurriedly caught the elixir thrown by Hermione. He breathed a sigh of relief until he caught it firmly, but he hesitated a little.

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

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

I decided to hold a funeral for him tonight at dusk, his favorite time of the day.

"What's wrong?" After Lavender sat over, Ron hugged her first, and then asked aloud, "Don't you look very happy?"

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

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

"But...does this really work?"

"This is really not a good decision..." Ron said, shaking his head. He still disapproved of Harry's decision, but even Harry knew very well that this trip was unavoidable.

Hagrid.”

Hermione was very upset. She felt that she should not have made such a stupid mistake. If she had given the Elixir to Harry earlier, it would definitely not have taken so long. She did not regard the Elixir as such a precious thing at all.

There is still some stock in the suitcase, and with her current level of potions, it is not too difficult to brew one.

"Let's talk about it then..." Harry put down the parchment in his hand, "I don't necessarily have time. Today's classes are full..."

It means a lot to me if you can come.

"Wha...what?"

The next morning in the auditorium, a little girl from the lower grades came over with a small roll of parchment in her hand.

"they?"

"Harry, it turns out that if you are here, this is for you."

"The child was only five years old and died at St. Mungo's."

"You should really read more of the Daily Prophet." Hermione sighed, "Yes, in the past, werewolves did not kill easily. They were just keen on biting others and turning others into werewolves."

He is special to me and we have a deep bond. You have never met him, but if possible, I think you will like him.

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

The three heads came closer and saw it said:

"Then... okay, but I probably won't be able to use so much, I just need a small sip." Harry said, "Let's wait and see after Potions class. If we still can't let Slughorn go in the afternoon."

If you ask me to use it, it should only take two or three hours."

As he said that, he raised the parchment in his hand and looked carefully, you could see some faint traces of tears on it.

"Yes, how could I have forgotten it!" As she said that, Hermione reached for a small bottle from her pocket, shook the liquid inside, and said, "I should have remembered it a long time ago.

Once when I hit a wall with Slughorn!"

"Dear Harry, Ron, and Hermione:

Aragog died last night.

"We'll be fired!"

"Hey..." Lavender sighed and pursed his lips at the pair of girls.

Hearing this, several people's expressions darkened.

"So Harry..." Hermione continued, "In order to stop Voldemort, you must do your best. These terrible things will all be attributed to him!"

"I will."

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

(End of chapter)