In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

"It's not peaceful over there in France."

Dumbledore did not shy away from talking to Jon about these things. After what happened this semester, he no longer treated Jon as an ordinary second-year student.

"They just went through a ministerial change at the beginning of last year. The newly appointed Minister of Magic is more inclined to fight for the interests of pure blood, and likes to use despicable political struggles and put his political opponents in jail. Gabrielle's family , and Madame Maxime, the principal of Beauxbatons whom we met before, they were all driven out of their positions in this way, and even fled France to save their lives."

He reached out and tapped the envelope on his desk.

"But even if he is a minister, he cannot dominate the entire French wizarding world. This Ms. Roland, the current chief judge of the French Wizarding Court, is now his biggest political opponent and the leader of the Muggle-friendly camp. From now on, After returning from my last trip to France, I have been trying to keep in touch with this lady, and she is trying hard to convene a vote of parliamentarians to oust the current Minister of Magic and prevent him from leading the French wizarding community down a wrong path."

Jon's face was full of thoughts. Regarding the current international situation in the wizarding world, his vision was definitely not as accurate as Dumbledore's, but he still remembered what happened when they returned to the carriage not long ago.

"Is there something wrong with the carriage's protection?"

Hearing him ask this, Dumbledore narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the bright moonlight outside the window, and said softly.

"When we just came back from France, it seemed that there was a small problem with the protection on the car. But whether the problem is big or small, we have to wait until what happens later to find out. The Dark Lord will not be willing to do so. Just by swallowing this breath, he will definitely find a way to get his face and dignity back from somewhere else."

Jon knew that this was the key point. No matter how complicated the situation in France was, it was still beyond the reach of the carriage. Only the threat of Voldemort was close at hand.

"Did you discover anything, Professor?"

"When you were in first grade, everyone thought that someone had sneaked into the Hogwarts carriage and secretly leaked the carriage's location and information, causing us to be hunted down all the time."

Dumbledore suddenly mentioned what happened more than a year ago, and there was something indescribable in his eyes reflecting the white light under the moonlight.

"Now, it's very possible that he actually sent someone to come to us."

Jon felt a little creeped out by his sudden words.

It had been more than a month since they returned from France. If it was true as Dumbledore said, it meant that an unknown person had boarded the carriage from that day on.

But this past month has been too peaceful.

Jon even felt that this was the most relaxing period since he entered Hogwarts. All the students in the castle were rescued, and a kind and knowledgeable Defense Against the Dark Arts professor came to the school. There was no pursuit, no killing Danger, everything is so peaceful...

Dumbledore would definitely not joke with him about such a thing.

It was because he didn't feel anything, but felt relaxed, that made Jon feel horrified.

"The Dark Lord sent people to hide in the carriage? But why has it been so long and he hasn't done anything yet?" His voice was a little urgent.

Dumbledore shook his head.

"I can't answer these questions for you, but based on my understanding of him and my somewhat believable feeling, he will do this. I have told you before that for him, destroying Even if this constantly moving school requires some effort, it is not difficult as long as he is ruthless. It is not difficult to find an opportunity when I am not around and let someone sneak in silently, but what exactly is he planning? What are you trying to do, besides killing me, I can’t think of anything else for the time being.”

There was a brief silence in the office. Only Fox on the golden branch was dozing, and the portraits of the previous principals on the wall were snoring slightly, looking like they were asleep.

A moment later, Dumbledore's voice sounded again. His voice had always been calm, as if he didn't care much about Voldemort's counterattack.

"Summer vacation is coming soon, and there will be fewer students on the carriage. This may be an opportunity to screen the entire school."

Jon didn't stay late in the principal's office; he returned to his dormitory before curfew started.

Even though the carriage, which felt very little bumps while driving, was unusually calm in the dark night, Jon lay in bed tossing and turning.

After the final exams are over and before the holidays begin, during this time of year, Hogwarts will have a special itinerary.

This year is no exception.

In the afternoon of that day, the carriage drove to the seaside cliffs that were very familiar to students in second grade and above. After they got off the bus, they could see tombstones everywhere.

The place is blown by the sea breeze every day, and the tombstones that were originally polished and smooth have become extremely rough due to the wind and sun, but every name engraved on them is extremely clear, as if they will never be lost to time. Buried by the long river.

Many students who still remember this cemetery have discovered that nearly thirty tombstones were added here at some point, which greatly expanded the scope of the cemetery.

The students were silent. After getting off the carriage, they formed a line consciously. Even the students who had just come to the carriage this year were infected by the atmosphere. No one said anything or asked questions. They just followed the students of their own grade and stood at the end of the line.

Before the carriage stopped here, dozens of adult wizards were already standing in front of the newly erected tombstones.

They were all wearing black robes, and everyone looked at the names on the tombstones in silence. After the carriage arrived, Dumbledore also brought the school professors to them, and stood with them on the new tombstones. In front of the tombstone, looking at the names that will never come back.

Dedalo Digg, Hestia Jones, Fabian Prewett, Marlene McKinnon, Beatrice, Dania

The rocks beaten by the waves seemed to mourn the names that would never return to the world. All the adult wizards placed a sprig of white gardenia in front of the tombstones. Hundreds of tombstones on this cliff were all decorated. A touch of white.

Gabrielle was floating next to Jon, and she was also infected by the atmosphere. She looked sadly and grabbed Jon's cuffs with her transparent hands.

Jon's eyes were on a tombstone that was older and newer than the new ones, where the name of his still living teacher was engraved.

What he was thinking about was what Dumbledore said to him the night before.

The souls of those who have passed away have returned to their hometowns, but for those who are alive, danger is never far away.

There are still two chapters left, stay up late and finish them before going to bed