Dobby left happily. Ron thought the screams of the house elf were too horrifying and scared the others away. As Mr. Weasley visited Mrs. Weasley who had suffered insomnia all night, only Harry, Ron, Hermione and Felix were left in the ward.

"Professor, this is your ring," Hermione said reluctantly, pulling out a ring from under the pillow, "I haven't had time to open it."

Felix took it, saw the expression on Hermione's face, poured out a bunch of magical notes from the ring, almost overwhelmed her.

"It was originally prepared for you, Miss Granger, what you need now is to read and practice extensively and have your own insights. Others will not be of great help in this regard."

Harry took the opportunity to ask about the mechanisms for protecting magic on himself.

"That's an area I haven't touched," Felix said shrugging, "I suggest you find an opportunity to ask Principal Dumbledore, who has imposed more than one protective magic on you."

Ron asked curiously as she watched Hermione happily put the magic letters into the beaded bag, "Professor, how did you come back from the dead? And," he deliberately lowered his voice, "Hermione used the time converter, which means you arrived early and watched the whole process?"

Felix laughed. "Actually, I installed cameras around me at that time and didn't see the specific process clearly... But your screams were quite cunning, and I almost thought something happened." He said to Ron.

Ron scratched his head embarrassedly, but he couldn't help but tremble when he thought of the terrible punishment of the trance curse.

"As for the resurrection from the dead... I have never died. You think I have mastered a magic similar to the shape of the phantom, but it looks a bit scary," Felix explained.

"That's it." Ron was a little disappointed, "I thought-"

"I thought I could resist Voldemort's life-seeking curse?" Felix asked with a smile, and Ron nodded. "This spell is probably Voldemort's best magic. He has a better understanding of life-seeking curse than anyone in the world. I am not interested in experiencing it in person..."

"The mantra of the heart, the mantra of the soul, and the mantra of the life-seeking mantra are called the three unforgivable mantras, in addition to the fact that the mantra has not been resolved, I think there is another important reason, that is, the power of the mantra is faintly touching the scope of the soul field-"

"Soul?" Ron said in shock.

"Yes, torture, control, destruction..." Felix said softly, and the three people on the hospital bed couldn't help but shivering. "Although I haven't tried it, I think these three spells are also effective for ghosts." Seeing their faces full of horror, Felix changed the topic and said, "Actually, there is a way to deal with the first two spells. The profound memory magic is a kind of, but I prefer that this is the result of a very high degree of control over one's own will."

"Do you think will can compete with the Heart-Drilling Curse and the Soul-Snatching Curse?" Hermione asked sharply, feeling that this statement was a bit fantastic.

"It's a firm will." Felix corrected, "I can give some examples, such as the Longbottoms and Harry's experience last night. Of course, these evidences are specious and have too many distractions... but there are quite a lot of records that wizards can escape the influence of the Soul-Snatching Spell by themselves."

He tilted his head at Harry. Harry had gotten rid of Crouch's soul-catching curse. Crouch was still pretending to be Professor Moody in class. Harry had already confirmed it with the real Moody. Moody was very sorry that it was not the idea he came up with.

Just as Felix recommended the happy spell to Harry and Ron, Mrs. Pomfrey walked in and regardless of the protests of the three, each of them received a large cup of joy. After drinking, Harry, Ron and Hermione giggled foolishly.

Mrs. Pomfrey said worriedly, "I can only try to keep them positive and optimistic, and not think about the terrible experience of that night for the time being... Maybe it will not be so terrifying when I recall it in a while."

"Madame Pomfrey, they are stronger than you think," Felix said to her, walking out of the ward.

At the door of the Ancient Magician Office, he saw Yuria, Byers and Bethni waiting outside.

They are here to say goodbye.

"Mr. Heip, I am very grateful for the exchanges during this period. I have an idea - to start a newspaper to promote the views of the Innovation Association. I would like to ask, do you mind if I put some of our previous discussions on it..."

Felix had no reason to refuse.

...

Harry stayed in the ward for five days, cooperating with Mrs. Pomfrey in various examinations every day. He felt like a guinea pig. Hermione was the first to recover and left the school hospital, followed by Ron, which made the days for the next few days difficult. After he applied for discharge for more than a dozen times, Mrs. Pomfrey finally agreed to his request.

However, before leaving, Mrs. Pomfrey gave him a large jar of delighting agent, and Harry felt that all the inventory in the school hospital was here. "You three have them, drink a small cup a day during this period." She said seriously. Judging from her posture, if Harry disagreed, she would force him to keep him and supervise him to drink all the pots in the jar.

After leaving the school hospital, Harry didn't know where to go for a while. He felt that he must be stupid in his arms. He didn't want to go back to the lounge. During the days he was lying in bed, he and Ron and Hermione spent a lot of time discussing the impact of Voldemort's resurrection. Hermione kept searching for useful information from the newspapers. His mind was a little numb.

He stood in the corridor and looked out the window. From his location, he could see Hagrid Cabin, Boothbaton's carriage was still there, but the magical beast statue at the Ifamoni station at Quidditch Stadium was gone, and Harry realized that the championship was over and they should have left Hogwarts...

However, Demstrong's strange sailboat was docked by the black lake. He saw a little ant-like man moving on it, and he didn't know if there was Krum inside.

"Hi, Harry." Neville's voice said, "You are discharged from the hospital. Wow, this must be a rejoicing agent, but you have much larger hands than Ron's bottle. You missed something during your hospitalization, and the teams of Ifamoni and Vargado left."

Harry felt a little regretful. Before he could thank Nona in person, her amulet was quite useful. There was also Byles, who thought they were friends, but Dumbledore forbidden others from disturbing them. There was nothing he could do about it. They were so popular. The flower baskets and fruit baskets brought by Mrs. Pomfrey filled the ward.

"... They couldn't see you, so they prepared some farewell gifts and put them in the dormitory... Ron decided to wait for you to come back and then demolish them. He endured it very hard." Neville said with a smile.

Harry thought about it and started to smile.

"Why are Busbaton and Demstrong still there?" he asked.

"You say this," Neville scratched his round face. "Bothbarton's students stayed voluntarily, and Mrs. Maxim is still in school, and I don't know why. But Demstrong's students are in trouble."

"What's wrong with them?"

"The principal of Demstrong, the one named Kakarov, left his student and sneaked away. No one knew when this happened, and Ors Polyacco said that Mrs. Kakaro had disappeared since the night you came back."

Harry was extremely surprised. A principal of a magic school was scared away by Voldemort's tyranny hundreds of kilometers away. This made him feel heavy, and his stomach seemed to be tied to a stone, and he kept falling down.

"Then how should they go back? They must have been frightened."

To Harry's surprise, Neville laughed.

"Well--to be honest, their emotions are quite stable. Kakarov is not very popular. Remember? Because Polyak showed some black magic in duel class, he was taught a lesson by Kakarov after he went back."

"But he is trying to maintain the reputation of his school!" Harry shouted.

Neville shook his head, feeling that Kakarov's approach was unreasonable.

At this time, Professor McGonagall hurried over from the other side of the corridor.

"Potter, come with me, the principal wants to see you-"

Harry said goodbye to Neville, and Neville offered to help him bring the joy agent back to the dormitory, which made Harry very grateful. He followed Professor McGonagall to the statue in the principal's office. Professor McGonagall did not follow, so he pushed open the door alone and almost ran into Snape. Snape's face was not very good-looking, his face became paler, and he exuded a coldness from the inside out.

Before Harry could take a look, Snape shook his robe and walked away from him.

Harry walked into the office, and Principal Dumbledore put his hands on the table, staring at a shallow stone basin in a daze. Harry recognized what it was, it was a meditation basin. This was the first time he had seen a real meditation basin, but he had seen something similar at the Magic Club.

"You should recognize what this is, Harry?" Dumbledore smiled and raised his head.

"Yes, Professor," Harry's heart thumped, "Professor Happ has made some magical artifacts imitating the meditation pot..."

"Ah, ancient magical texts are indeed very convenient," Dumbledore said with a smile, "can be used both in ancient magic and in making magical objects. If I hadn't stopped in the past few years, I would have taken time to study..."

"So, Harry, maybe you can guess what I'm looking for you?" He closed his fingers and sat behind the chair and looked at Harry quietly. There were too many emotions hidden in his eyes that Harry could not understand at all.

"Well, I guess--you want to tell me something?" Harry honestly said what was in his heart.

"It's right to say that, Voldemort is resurrected, and Harry, you're already deeply entangled with his fate, and I think it's time for you to know something and focus on some questions," Dumbledore said through his white glasses, "Of course, I have a request, too."

"Please?" Harry looked at him in surprise, wondering what he could do for the principal.

"I want to see what happened that night," Dumbledore said softly, "through your perspective."

"My perspective..." Harry repeated slowly, his mind a little confused.

"Yes, I told you in the first grade that Voldemort's unsuccessful life-seeking curse connects you with him, which allows you to sense his emotions in some special circumstances-"

"That's why you asked Professor Hayp to teach me brain closure?" Harry blurted out.

"Yes." Dumbledore nodded slightly, "Considering that Voldemort is getting stronger and stronger, his resurrection seems unstoppable, I worry that as he becomes stronger he will find this connection and even control you in turn."

Harry was frightened, and he could not imagine this scene. The scar on his forehead ached slightly, but it was nothing compared to the potential consequences. He never considered that his scar would become something similar to the medium of the Soul-Snatching Curse.

"But your brain enclosure is pretty good," Dumbledore said with a smile: "I'm just explaining you the worst consequences, and I believe it's hard for Voldemort to control your body from a distance."

Harry breathed a little relieved. He thought of the principal's request just now, and an idea came out of his mind, "Do you think, from my perspective - um - can you see something different?"

His attitude began to shake again, and so far his connection with Voldemort is a good thing.

But the potential dangers cannot be ignored.

"I can't give an accurate answer, Harry," Dumbledore said, "but I have an inference that when you get too close to Voldemort, the connection will be strengthened, and maybe some secrets will be revealed, and these secrets are hidden in your memory."

"I agree," Harry said, and then hesitated: "But I can't extract memories. I know the principles, but I have never tried it myself-"

"I can help you cast spells," said Dumbledore. "But there is no hurry, let's look at a few memories together."

...

Meanwhile, Draco Malfoy was staring blankly in a letter.

The letter was sent to him by his mother. At first glance, there was no abnormality. The content of the letter was filled with a mother's longing for her son, not to mention, the letter also thoughtfully attached a list of dinner dishes.

It was only after reading it for the second time that Draco realized that something was wrong. His mother rarely talked so much.

The Malfoy family has many rules, but it seems that there is only one way to satisfy the current situation - Draco silently recited a string of numbers in his heart, and picked out the letters on the letter in order. Soon he opened his eyes wide. The message conveyed by this secret letter was:

Find an opportunity to fight Porter.

...

The night before leaving school, the front page of the Prophet Daily refreshed the hot topic of Hogwarts. Fudge finally walked out of the office. After hurriedly admitting that the mysterious man was really back, he showed that he was not suitable to lead the wizarding world, which is now entering a state of war, and decided to take the initiative to retreat from the position of Minister of Magic.

Harry stared at the photo of Fudge surrounded by flashes in the newspaper for a long time. When he appeared again, he seemed to be a teenager, and he had lost more than a circle of weight and looked extremely haggard. While relieved, Harry felt sorry for him.

At this time, Dumbledore stood up and delivered a speech. He affirmed the authenticity of the Ministry of Magic's announcement that Voldemort would be resurrected, and reiterated the significance of the championship, emphasizing that "understanding and unity among wizards" is more important than ever before.

"Every guest in this auditorium will be welcomed at any time if he is willing to come back."

Harry stares at the contents of the newspaper, and the new Secretary of Magic will be taken over by former Director of the Magic Law Enforcement Division next week...

Is Sirius with her now?

"…Voldemort's means of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. Only when we show equally unbreakable friendship and trust can we fight it to the end."

The second edition introduces the Ministry of Magic’s urgent wartime survival manual, which will be distributed in the last few days and will be sent to every wizard family by the owl.

Hope it works...

“We are all going to face darkness and hard times… Many families will be broken down because of this, and you have to choose between the right path and the shortcut…”

The fourth edition is bad news, a large-scale jailbreak occurred in Azkaban and a collective defection of dementors. The good news is that there are not many casualties, and Acting Minister Ms. Borns decided to relax restrictions and recruit a group of Aurors and strikers.

The pace of war has accelerated...

"We still have to thank four people, three of them are students. I am talking about Harry Potter, Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger. They have shown fearless spirit in all aspects. Few people show this spirit when facing Voldemort... Courage and wisdom coexist, cleverly ask Professor Felix Hepp for help, and successfully escape from Voldemort's claws and make Voldemort's tricks public."

Dumbledore raised his goblet. Harry rushed to raise his glass, and greeted the various gazes in the auditorium with Ron and Hermione.

The school year is over, Harry thought.
Chapter completed!