BXBX NOVEL Chapter 712: Noisy auditorium
Harry shook his head. He didn\'t think his performance was so great. He could escape from the cemetery, all relying on luck, the help of the ghosts, and the rescue of Ivan and Sirius.
But the members of the Order of the Phoenix obviously don\'t think so. They all agree with Bill\'s words. Harry can be neither humble nor arrogant when facing Voldemort, and even rises up to fight back. This is enough to make most wizards in the magical world feel ashamed...
"Well, guys, if you want to know more details, please wait until tomorrow. What Harry needs most now is to go to the school hospital for an examination, and then take a good rest!" Sirius squeezed out and surrounded Harry. A few people said with unswerving expressions.
Although Bill and others still had a lot of questions to ask, they had to shut their mouths after seeing Harry\'s pale complexion and tired expression.
After consulting Dumbledore, Sirius took Harry away. Before leaving, he did not forget to turn his head and look at Ivan, suggesting that he also go to the school hospital.
"No, I\'m fine!" Ivan shook his head, rejecting Sirius\'s kindness.
He has learned medical magic himself, and he knows his physical condition better. He is not injured. At most, he consumes too much magic power and is a little sluggish...
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At the same time in the auditorium, all the students gathered around the long tables of the four colleges waiting anxiously, or whispering to each other about the chaos on the Quidditch pitch in the evening.
The voices of several prefects who maintained order were all screaming, but it was of no avail. In desperation, they had to look at the teacher\'s seat on the stage.
Snape was sitting alone on the empty teacher\'s bench, with a sullen expression on his left arm, he didn\'t even think about the messy discussions underneath, and he didn\'t even hear the shouts of the prefects.
About a few minutes later, the door of the auditorium was pushed open. Hundreds of little wizards immediately glanced over. Several professors and Dumbledore who had not been seen were walking in from the hall.
Ivan and the others went to the long table in Gryffindor and sat down together.
"Ivan, where did you go tonight? I heard that Harry was taken away. Is that true?" Before a few people had a good rest, George and Fred quickly got together Came over and asked curiously.
"Well, the same can be said, Professor Dumbledore will explain to you in detail later..." Ivan said vaguely.
Hermione, Ron and others on the other side were also surrounded by other Gryffindor wizards, and they all asked their whereabouts.
When the riots broke out in the evening, many people heard the conversations of Ivan and others, and they were naturally very interested in it.
"Quiet!"
On the stage, Dumbledore\'s voice rang, his face was very serious, not at all as gentle as usual.
The little wizards who sensed this all silenced, and the noisy auditorium suddenly became very silent, as if everyone had been cursed.
"Tonight, many unexpected things happened to us, and I know you must have a lot of questions now, but before telling this news, I still have to say another thing first, so as not to spoil your still beautiful mood……"
Dumbledore looked around the auditorium in a half-moon shape, and finally fixed on Ivan\'s body. After a pause, he spoke.
"First of all, I need to congratulate Mr. Ivan Hals for winning the first place in the Triwizard Tournament and winning this honor for Hogwarts! And he performed extremely well in the competition and is a well-deserved warrior..."
After Dumbledore’s voice fell, there was a sudden warm applause in the auditorium. Both pairs of eyes looked at the Gryffindor long table, and looked at Ivan sitting there with admiration, admiration, and awe.
After three games, even Bussbarton and Demstrang’s students were convinced that Ivan won the championship. There is no way the gap in strength is too big...
Amid the compliments and applause, Ivan nodded to the crowd at will, but there was no slight fluctuation in his heart. After learning the news of Voldemort\'s resurrection, he had no intention of celebrating the championship.
"Secondly, Harry Potter, he successfully won the second place in the game!" Dumbledore waited for the applause to pause for a while, then said again.
Hearing the words, everyone present applauded while looking away from Ivan, looking for Harry on the Gryffindor long table.
However, what made them strange was that Harry didn\'t seem to be there. He could not be found in the entire auditorium. The puzzled little wizard couldn\'t help but think of the rumor, and began to discuss it underneath.
"Presumably some of you have already guessed part of the truth, this is what I am going to say next!" Dumbledore looked at the expressions on everyone\'s faces and increased the volume loudly Said.
"Just after the Triwizard Tournament, Azkaban’s fugitive Dwarf Peter used the compound soup to disguise himself as Black, and took Harry Potter from the Quidditch Stadium and took him with him. In front of Voldemort..."
"According to Mr. Potter\'s post-event description, Voldemort needed to use his blood to complete a dark magic ritual and brew a potion to restore his power!"
Dumbledore’s words condensed the atmosphere in the auditorium. Everyone stared at Dumbledore in horror and disbelief, and some even wondered if he was telling a terrible joke.
But Dumbledore’s expression did not reveal any joking, "I must regret to inform you that he has succeeded... We have done some actions to stop this, but it is obviously a step too late..."
"Now... he is resurrected, yes, you heard it right, his magic allowed him to come back to life!"
Dumbledore’s words completely detonated the depressive atmosphere on the court. The little wizards were talking nervously and fearfully, their voices became louder and louder, and they even had a faint tendency to be overwhelmed...
Ivan, Ron, and Hermione, who are insiders, are even more annoying. At first, they were bothered to explain to the students who asked if things were true or false.
But there were too many people who questioned in the end, and a few people simply didn’t bother to explain, believe it or not...
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