The Legend of Harry Potter Schoolmaster

Chapter 487: On the Eve of the Funeral

The news of Albus Dumbledore's death and his escape from Voldemort spread throughout the world in just a few hours, and made the headlines of more than half of the wizarding newspapers...

It also let wizards and wizards all over the world know these two shocking news.

With this accident, at Hogwarts, all classes were suspended and exams were postponed.

According to people familiar with the matter, it is very difficult to find a bed in Hogsmeade now, because countless witches and wizards flocked to the village to say their last farewell to Albus Dumbledore.

Two different atmospheres of joy and sadness surround the only village in Britain full of wizards and no Muggles, filled with cottages and shops covered with thatched roofs. The joy is because everyone celebrates the mysterious man's escape again, and the sadness is because a great wizard has left them forever.

In the early hours of the morning, a giant's powder-blue carriage was pulled by a silver-maned horse with wings, flew over from the sky, and finally landed on the edge of the Forbidden Forest. The younger students were very excited, they had never seen such a sight before. The big Mrs. Olim-Maxime got out of the carriage and threw herself into the arms of Hagrid who was waiting there with tears in her eyes.

A delegation from the Ministry of Magic had also come, including the Minister, Mrs Amelia Bones herself; she had been accommodated at Hogwarts Castle.

In addition, there are many representative teams from the International Federation of Magicians, the Wizengamot, and the International Quidditch Federation... Since Hogsmeade village is already overcrowded, they had to go to the Hogsmeade Tents were pitched in the clearing around Gwartz.

...

On the day of the funeral, Jon Hart and a few Hufflepuff friends climbed out of the barrel and into the Great Hall upstairs.

Although he was no longer a student of Hufflepuff, Professor Pomona Sprout enthusiastically let him live here... until the end of Professor Dumbledore's funeral, and then consider other situations.

When they came to the auditorium, they found that the atmosphere here was very depressing.

Almost everyone was in dress robes, and no one seemed to have much appetite.

Professor McGonagall left the middle seat at the staff table empty, as did Professor Horace Slughorn's chair, which it was assumed had been wounded in the fighting that night. In Professor Severus Snape's seat was Amelia Bones, who had disappeared without a trace since that night's battle.

The dress of all professors has become very formal and very clean.

Professor Flitwick wore a rich pale blue robe, embroidered with silver thread; Professor Sprout had never been so neat and tidy before, and there was not a patch on his hat.

At the entrance to the foyer Mrs. Pince stood with Filch, she in a thick black trench coat that fell to her knees, and Filch in an old-fashioned suit and tie; both were silent Silent.

Professor Firenze, a centaur, stood like a statue in the corner of the teaching staff, staring up at the starry sky-shaped ceiling; another professor of divination, Trelawney, sat beside Firenze quietly, She also took off her ugly scarf for the first time.

Sad whispers sounded from time to time at the long tables of Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw... Many students spontaneously mourned for their former headmaster.

At the Slytherin table, the atmosphere of mourning was not as strong as that of the other three long tables. Daphne Greengrass moved closer to her sister Astoria, and the two whispered silently.

As for Crabbe and Goyle, two big, clumsy and stupid men, without Draco Malfoy's pale and slender figure among them, they looked a little lonely.

...

The long table of Gryffindor, which had always been lively, had become extremely peaceful now.

Harry Potter still couldn't accept this reality...couldn't accept that the elder whom he respected and loved so much left him forever. In fact, after that night, his mood has been very low.

Moreover, Harry felt that a small piece of memory in his mind seemed to be missing; something seemed to have happened at that time, but he couldn't remember anything now... Jon told him that it was that night when the mysterious man passed a certain This method controlled his thinking; his memory of that time also disappeared completely.

Hermione dug out a bunch of old "Daily Prophet" from nowhere, and even while eating, she was still waving her wand and flipping through them, not knowing what to check.

"Hermione..." Ron complained in a low voice, "Professor Dumbledore's funeral will be soon, can you calm down a bit."

Hermione ignored him completely, but continued to concentrate on finding something.

Harry had become accustomed to Hermione's behavior these days, and she had always been like this these days.

"Mr. Potter..." A timid voice came from behind Harry Potter.

Harry turned his head and saw a slightly unfamiliar face - he only vaguely remembered that it was a junior girl from Gryffindor, and there was no other image.

"Hi..." Harry replied, "Would you be..."

"She is Natalie Pavlova in the third grade." Hermione continued to search through the "Daily Prophet" without raising her head, and said at the same time: "Harry, you should at least remember these The names of the students from the same house... especially since you are the Quidditch captain of Gryffindor."

"Okay... sorry..." Harry nodded and stammered, "Miss Pavlova, what can I do?"

"I just... want to ask you... about Mr. Jon Hart!" the other party asked softly.

"Jon—"

Harry immediately raised his head, looked towards the Hufflepuff table, and at a glance saw Jon who was cutting salmon with a knife; judging by his expression, he seemed to have come out of his sad mood .

But before Harry could answer to the junior girl, Professor Minerva-McGonagall suddenly strode into the auditorium.

The whole auditorium also suddenly fell silent.

...

Professor McGonagall wears square glasses, has curly black hair piled high, and wears the red tartan gown she wore to the Yule Ball in 1994.

However, Professor McGonagall did not go directly to the faculty seat, but to Hufflepuff's long table.

"Mr. Hart, please come with me." The target of Professor McGonagall's trip was actually Jon.

And her voice sounded more serious than ever.

Sorry... I was so sleepy last night, I wrote and fell asleep...

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