HP Approaches the Magical World

　　 Under the starry night sky, Harry dragged Dumbledore to the top of the giant pebble closest to them and helped him to his feet.

　　 Dumbledore was now drenched and shivering, his weight still resting on Harry.

　　 Harry focused his whole body, all his thoughts were focused on his destination: Hogsmeade Village.

　　 He closed his eyes, clutched Dumbledore's arm tightly, and stepped into that horrible squeeze.

　　 Before opening his eyes, he knew that he had succeeded, because the sea breeze and the smell of the sea had disappeared.

　　 He and Dumbledore were standing on the dark road in Hogsmeade Village, shaking all over, with water dripping from their clothes.

　　 In a daze, Harry seemed to see another corpse crawling out of some shops, pressing towards him step by step, but he blinked, only to find that there was no movement.

　　 There was silence all around, and the night was very dark, only a few street lamps and a few lighted windows upstairs were seen.

　　 "We made it, Professor!"

　　 Harry found his chest hurting fiercely: "We made it! We got the Horcrux!"

　　 Dumbledore rammed him staggeringly.

Harry thought at first that his apparition was not proficient enough to cause Dumbledore’s feet to lose his balance. Then he saw Dumbledore’s face, which was brighter than ever by a street lamp in the distance. All pale and lifeless.

　　 "Sir, are you okay?"

　　 "It's not as good as before," Dumbledore said weakly, his strength was exhausted, and the specific manifestation was that the corners of his mouth were twitching at this time: "That kind of potion...not a healthy drink..."

　　 To Harry's horror, Dumbledore collapsed to the ground.

　　 "Sir-it's all right, sir, you will be well soon, don't worry -"

　　 He looked around anxiously, looking for someone to help, but he couldn't see a figure, he only knew that he had to find a way to quickly send Dumbledore to the school hospital.

　　 "We need to send you to school, sir... I will take you to Mrs. Pomfrey..."

　　 "No, what I need... is Professor Snape... but I don't think... I can't go far..."

　　 "Okay—sir, listen to me—I’ll knock on someone’s door and find a place for you to stay—then I can run to Pomfrey—"

　　 "Severus," Dumbledore said clearly, "I need Severus..."

　　 However, before Harry even left, he heard running footsteps.

Someone saw it, and some knew they needed help—he turned his head and saw that Mrs. Rosmerta ran towards them down the dark street, wearing plush high-heel slippers on her feet, and a silk morning embroidered with a fire dragon. clothes.

　　 "When I closed the bedroom curtain just now, I saw your apparitions appearing!

　　 Thank goodness, I really don’t know what to—Huh, Albus, what’s the matter? "

　　 She stopped, her eyes widened, and she looked down at Dumbledore.

"he is hurt."

　　 Harry said, "Mrs. Rosmerta, can you let him stay in the three broomsticks for a while, and I will find someone to help me at the school?"

　　 "You can't go back alone! You didn't find it-didn't you see it?"

　　 "Thank you for helping me help him,"

　　 Harry didn’t listen to her, and said to himself: "I think we can get him in—"

　　 "What's the matter?" Dumbledore asked weakly, "Rosmerta, what's the matter?"

　　 "Black—the Dark Mark, Albus."

　　 She raised her finger and pointed to the sky in the direction of Hogwarts.

　　 Harry heard these words, his heart was suddenly filled with fear...

　　 He turned his eyes, and it was indeed there, hanging above the school—it was a dazzling green skeleton, and under the dark sky, the skull had a tongue like a snake's tongue.

　　He is so familiar with this kind of thing, because the Death Eaters will leave such a mark whenever they break into a building...No matter where they kill someone...

　　 "When did it appear?"

　　 Dumbledore struggled to stand up, his hands hurting Harry's shoulder.

　　 "It must have been a few minutes ago. It was not there when I let the cat out, but when I got upstairs—"

　　 "We need to go back to the castle immediately."

　　 Dumbledore stood firm a bit. Although he was still a bit staggered, he seemed to be able to take the initiative to control the situation.

　　 "Romesta, we need transportation-flying broomsticks -"

　　 "There are two at the back of my bar," Mrs. Rosmerta looked terrified: "Should I run to fetch them?"

　　 "No, Harry can do it."

　　 Harry immediately understood, raised his wand and pointed it at the bar.

　　 "Rosmerta's broom is coming!"

　　 A second later, they heard a loud bang and the front door of the bar was knocked open.

　　 Two broomsticks swish into the street, you rushed to Harry next to me, and then suddenly stopped at waist height, shaking slightly.

　　 "Rosmerta, please send an information to the Ministry of Magic."

　　 Dumbledore said as he rode on the broom closest to him: "Maybe the people inside Hogwarts don't know that something has happened... Harry, put on your invisibility cloak."

　　 Harry took the invisibility cloak from his pocket and put it on his body, then rode on his broomstick.

　　 When Harry and Dumbledore kicked the ground and flew into the air, Mrs. Rosmerta had already stumbled towards her bar.

Two broomsticks flew swiftly towards the castle. Harry looked at Dumbledore sideways, trying to grab him in case he fell. Unexpectedly, the appearance of the Dark Mark seemed to give Dumbledore a shot. cardiac:

　　 He leaned over on the broomstick, his eyes fixed on the dark mark, long silver-white hair and beard floating in the night sky behind him.

　　 Harry also looked at the skeleton, fear swelling like a poisonous bubble~www.wuxiahere.com~ squeezing his lungs, he had no intention of considering other discomforts...

　　 How long have they been away?

　　 Have the good luck of Ron, Hermione and Ginny run out?

　　 Could it be who among them caused the Dark Mark to appear over the school?

　　 Or is it Neville, Luna, or some other member of D.A.?

　　If that's the case...

　　 It was he who told them to patrol in the corridor, and he told them to leave the safe bed...

　　 Is he responsible for the death of a friend again?

They flew through the dark, winding alleys they had walked before, and the evening breeze whizzed in Harry’s ears. Beyond this sound, he heard Dumbledore whispering again in some strange language. Saying something.

　　 When they flew over the fence and entered the field, his broomstick trembled for a while, and Harry knew the reason:

　　 Dumbledore was unlocking the magic he had set up around the castle so that they could enter the school quickly.

　　 The Dark Mark is flashing above the astronomical tower, the commanding height of the castle.

　　 Does this mean that death happened there?

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