Chapter 351 Respect the Warriors, Respect the Dead, and Respect Yourself! (Finish)

The professors and principals at the teachers' table each had their own concerns, and the student table below was also in a mess.

However, the students still had smiles on their faces. It was obvious that they were not affected by what happened on the referee's bench on the day of the Six-wizard Tournament, let alone what happened during this period.

Only Fleur learned a lot of important information, but she abided by her agreement with Harry and did not disclose this information to the outside world at will.

At this time, Fleur was sitting next to Harry with worry, and whispered to Harry:

"Harry, are you really not considering transferring to Beauxbatons to continue your studies? Ms. Maxim said she would be very happy to accept you."

"And Mr. Nico Flamel is also willing to personally teach you alchemy there. Your learning effect will not be much worse than at Hogwarts."

"Now the British Dark Lord Voldemort has been resurrected, and he still has hatred for you."

"He is in the dark and you are in the open. How can you always be on guard against him?"

"So the UK is too dangerous for you now. You should really think about it and leave yourself a way out."

Although Gabrielle on the side did not understand what happened specifically, she nodded repeatedly, looking forward to Sister Harley going to Beauxbatons to go to school.

On the other side of Harry, Hermione was listening carefully to the conversation between the two.

When she heard Furong's suggestion, she glared at Furong angrily, but for the first time she did not refute.

After all, what Fleur said was all true, and it was a more cost-effective plan proposed from Harley's perspective.

It's a pity that Harry shook his head and rejected Fleur righteously: "Sorry, Fleur, I won't go to Beauxbatons."

"As a British wizard who grew up in this land, and as a student who has attended Hogwarts for four years, how could I abandon my school at this time?"

Of course, this is only superficial.

The real reason is: Just kidding, how is it possible for Harley to abandon the anchor she has worked so hard to accumulate and run away?

More importantly, who is Voldemort? It’s just an experience baby that provides yourself with materials and helps you accumulate anchors!

Is he worthy of calling himself the Dark Lord? It's obviously just a shock wave!

Fleur, who didn't know the truth, was still worried, but she was also touched by Harley's spirit.

Don’t French wizards just lack Harley’s spirit? As long as they have some integrity, France's "military salute" will not be so famous and it will enjoy a "prestige" internationally.

There was something strange in Fleur's eyes, and she stopped trying to persuade her and just gave Harry a hug:

"If the situation is really so bad that it is irreversible, you must not persist. If it is time to move the position, move it."

Harley smiled and said nothing more.

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The dinner finally began, and Professor Dumbledore stood up from the long table at the teacher's desk.

The noisy auditorium suddenly became completely silent and became silent. Everyone looked at the old man with white beard and hair.

"Another year," Professor Dumbledore said loudly, looking around the auditorium, "this term is over."

"What a wonderful year. We revived the Triwizard Tournament and upgraded it to become the Six Wizard Tournament."

"And the final result is clear to everyone. After competition, Harry Potter won the championship."

Although they had already celebrated once, the auditorium still burst into warm applause again.

Amidst the applause, Professor Dumbledore raised his hand, and the auditorium suddenly became quiet again.

"The purpose of the Six Wizards Tournament is to promote mutual understanding among the magical community, allow future exchanges between the magical communities of various countries, enhance mutual understanding, and create a solid friendship."

Professor Dumbledore paused for a moment, then raised the glass of wine in his hand high.

"To everyone's good time together this year, and to the friendship between our six magic schools, let's raise a glass together!"

The students stood up one after another, and there was a sound of stools moving in the auditorium.

After everyone sat down, Professor Dumbledore slowly opened up the most important topic:

"I know that everyone has been curious about one question during this period - what exactly happened on the day of the third event of the Six-wizard Tournament."

"Indeed, a lot of unexpected things happened that day."

"At the referee's table, Mr. Barty Crouch suddenly used spells randomly. He even used the Cruciatus Curse on Fudge and the Death Curse on me."

"And unknown things also happened in the maze. Harley disappeared mysteriously and came back more than an hour later."

"And during the period after the competition, everyone must be curious about why I often disappear and why the professors look so hurried."

"I think everyone is hungry for the truth."

All eyes were fixed on Professor Dumbledore, and the students' ears perked up.

After a three-minute pause and glances, Professor Dumbledore slowly spoke:

"Here, I regret to inform everyone... Voldemort was resurrected, on the night of the final of the Six Wizards Tournament!"

Shocked murmurs suddenly sounded in the auditorium. Many students looked horrified and stared at Professor Dumbledore in disbelief, as if he had just drunk too much mead and said incomprehensible nonsense.

There were quite a few students on the Slytherin long table who didn't show any expressions of shock or horror. It was obvious that they already knew something.

"Yes, that night, the Death Eaters used the Imperius Curse to control Mr. Barty Crouch to create chaos, and took the opportunity to resurrect their master Voldemort."

"The trophy of the Six-wizard Tournament was also turned into a portkey by them, and Harry Potter, as the first person to touch the trophy, was naturally swept away by the portkey."

"After a great battle, Harley was able to return to us."

A lot of eyes instantly turned to Harry, including the professors on the teacher's bench.

Under the gaze of most wizards, Harry took a sip of tea calmly.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you this. Many of my classmates' parents may also be shocked by what I did."

Professor Dumbledore's voice became deeper and deeper,

"I think some of them think this is something that minors like you should not be exposed to, and some of them simply don't want to believe this fact."

"But my personality and heart refuse to lie. I believe that the truth is always more valuable than lies."

"I hope I'm mistaken, I hope Voldemort hasn't been resurrected, and I hope this is all just my scaremongering."

"But what I am saying is the irrefutable truth and we are going to face a dark and difficult time."

"I know people are afraid, and I am afraid, but I think we are afraid in different ways."

"I'm afraid that I'll never see your young faces eager to study again, I'm afraid that the children who have just graduated will disappear silently into the darkness, and I'm afraid that your families will be torn apart by those inhuman thugs -"

"And this is exactly what I witnessed countless scenes during the years of the First Wizarding War."

"I will always remember this and feel pain and fear about it."

"I will be afraid of this magical world, but only Voldemort, I will never be afraid of him."

"Because I believe that love, friendship, integrity, kindness and courage are the most powerful forces, and Voldemort is vulnerable to these forces!"

"Just like thirteen years ago, Voldemort fell under the magic of love and was defeated by Harry."

"Four years ago, he tried to seize the Sorcerer's Stone, but once again fell at the hands of Harley."

"Three years ago, the descendants of Slytherin opened the Chamber of Secrets, and Voldemort also tried to be resurrected at that time, but was still defeated by Harley."

"And that night not long ago, even though he was successfully resurrected and regained most of his power, he was still beaten by Harley and ran away in embarrassment."

"Such a loser, he is cruel, but he doesn't understand love, friendship, or the beauty of the world."

"He keeps failing and avoiding failure like a coward. Why should we be afraid of him?"

"I hope everyone can also have the courage not to be afraid of him, because fear will make the darkness stronger."

"At the end of the dinner, let us pay tribute to Harry Potter, to all those who fought bravely to fight against Voldemort, and to all those who sacrificed their lives to fight against Voldemort."

“Also, let’s honor ourselves!”

Professor Dumbledore raised his glass high again and drank the wine in one gulp.

The professors and students also stood up neatly, holding their cups high.

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Professor Dumbledore's speech had a huge impact on the young wizards.

Although it was already night and not a suitable time to send letters, the owls still flew out of the castle in large numbers.

By the next morning, at least half of the parents knew what Professor Dumbledore said and began to prepare to send a new round of shouting letters to Fudge——

Although I still don’t know whether the matter is true or not, what a great wizard like Principal Dumbledore says can never be too wrong.

In addition to conveying news to the outside world, the students' hearts are also full of struggle and curiosity.

They didn't want to believe in Voldemort's resurrection and tried to numb themselves with lies, but they were curious about what happened that night and wanted to know the details of Voldemort's resurrection.

Especially when Professor Dumbledore revealed to everyone that Voldemort actually tried to resurrect twice four years ago and three years ago!

Such a big thing happened, but the students didn't know. Isn't this just pure curiosity?

The little wizards have all evolved into melon fields, jumping up and down constantly.

And after everyone did some in-depth digging, they really didn’t know where they unearthed some news.

These messages include but are not limited to -

Four years ago, a mysterious man took up residence in Professor Quirrell, trying to recreate a body using the blood of unicorns and precious magic stones;

Three years ago, it was actually the mysterious man who secretly controlled Professor Lockhart, controlling him to open the secret room and help the mysterious man prepare for the resurrection ceremony;

On the night of the Six-wizard Tournament, Harry Potter was indeed transported to the scene of the mysterious man's resurrection by the portkey.

As a result, after the mysterious man was resurrected, Harley single-handedly defeated the mysterious man and captured a large number of Death Eaters.

I don’t know where this information came from, and it seems that the person involved has experienced everything.

The students naturally believed it, and at least they enjoyed eating the melon.

The initiator is very satisfied with this, especially that the quality and quantity of his anchors have once again been greatly improved.

The students' melon-eating party did not last long.

Early the next morning, all the luggage was loaded onto the train and the students were going home.

When they return home, they will take back the detailed version of Dumbledore's speech and the various rumors they heard in school, and bring them to their parents who have no idea or have only a little knowledge of the matter.

And this information will use them to spread in the magic world in a new round.

Before leaving Hogwarts, Harley also had to say goodbye to the Delacour sisters.

At this time, everyone from other magic schools had left, leaving only Beauxbatons' carriage parked outside the gate of Hogwarts.

"Harry, are you really not going to go to France with us?"

Beside the carriage, Fleur couldn't bear to let go of her hand and asked while hugging Harry.

"Sister Harley, come with us to Beauxbatons." Gabri also persuaded pitifully.

"Of course," Harry deliberately ignored the death glare cast by Hermione, "but not now."

"During this holiday, Professor Flitwick invited me to go to Spain to participate in the International Wizarding Duel Competition during the holiday. Of course I will not miss this event."

"In addition, Professor Dumbledore seems to have prepared some surprises for me, and hinted to me that this surprise is located abroad."

"I think both of these journeys will pass through Paris, right?"

Furong sighed and shook her head sadly:

"Well, in that case, you must contact me when the time comes and let me do my best as a landlord."

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The train back was extremely noisy. The little wizards were making full use of the last period of time to use magic while continuing to share the melons they had eaten.

But Harry was not affected much and just read the book with Hermione in the box at the end of the train.

It's a pity that the tranquility did not last long.

Halfway through the trip, Fred and George made a special trip to share the store's progress with important shareholders.

"...The above is the recent sales situation. I have to say that after you won the championship, the sales of many products have increased significantly."

George said excitedly, his eyes filled with dreams.

"Speaking of which, the news you asked us to spread spread really fast."

After discussing important business information, Fred chatted with Harley while eating Bibi's multi-flavored beans.

The news that was constantly circulating in Hogwarts was spread by him and George under Harley's entrustment.

"Harry, why do you need us to spread this news?" George was a little curious about this.

"Shouldn't this information be classified?"

"Many times, instead of letting other little wizards think wildly, it's better to tell them some truths they can know."

Harley shook her head and said softly,

"Keeping it secret will only make people more afraid of Voldemort, and this is exactly what Voldemort wants to achieve."

Fred and George quickly figured this out and couldn't help but suddenly realized.

"Harry, do you want to come to the Burrow for the holidays?" Fred suddenly remembered another thing,

"I'm talking about our home. We call it the Burrow. After all, it's a bit rough... Speaking of which, you've never been to our home."

"Ginny is your most loyal fan. She has participated in all your support meetings."

"Our little sister often wants to invite you to play at home, but unfortunately she never finds the opportunity to ask."

"Mom also wants to get to know you. After all, dad led us to the last Quidditch World Cup, and mom didn't go with us."

"I will consider it if I have time." Harley did not make a decision directly.

"After all, Professor Flitwick plans to take me out to participate in a duel competition during the holidays. I don't know if I have time."

"Wow!" The Weasley twins' attention was immediately diverted, "The duel competition... we want to go too!"

During the rest of the trip, Harley completely lost the right to read quietly.

Teammates on the Quidditch team, Gryffindor juniors and juniors, and Harry’s friends from various houses...

As if they had made an agreement, everyone crowded into the box one after another and inquired about various news.

Amidst the noise and laughter, the train pulled into King's Cross Station.

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...(End of chapter)