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The bad-tempered guests in the bar had no intention of cooperating with the inspection, and some even tried to attack Sirius.
But when Lupin came in, all these people quieted down. Not only did they put away their wands, they also actively cooperated with the inspection. They were even more obedient than the freshmen in the school.
The only unhappy person was the boss, an old man with a weird temper, tall and thin, with long gray hair and beard.
He stood there holding a dirty cup, confronting Sirius.
"Get out, I don't have the person you're looking for here."
"That's hard to say." Sirius was unmoved. "Everyone knows that if you want to hide your identity in Hogsmeade, the best place is the Hog's Head Inn."
The boss was so angry that he started cursing at Sirius.
But he just moved his lips and had no intention of stopping Lupin at all. He even wiped the water cup in his hand while cursing.
Sirius frowned. He didn't know if it was because of the cloth or for some other reason, but he felt that the cup seemed to be getting dirtier and dirtier as it was being rubbed.
No wonder professors at school all say that it’s okay to come to the Hog’s Head Bar, but it’s best to bring your own cup.
"Snapped!"
Just as he was thinking about it, Sirius suddenly heard a crisp explosion coming from outside.
The sound was clearly heard in the Hog's Head Pub.
Sirius became alert instantly, and at the same time, Lupin turned his head and twitched his nose.
The next second, he didn't bother to check the rest of the people. He made a whimpering sound towards Sirius and immediately ran out of the bar.
They were not the first to arrive. When Sirius rushed out of the bar, he just saw Professor Moody standing in front of the Shrieking Shack with his back to them.
"Collapse!"
A beam of red light hit Lupin squarely, knocking him flying backwards.
"Wait, Professor Moody..." Sirius shouted quickly, "He's Remus Lupin!"
After hearing the sound, Professor Moody raised his wand-holding hand slightly upwards, which caused his second spell to deviate slightly and eventually land on the open space next to the werewolf, creating a large hole about five feet high.
Sirius was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat. It was hard for him to imagine what would happen if the blasting curse just now had landed on Lupin.
Even if he is a werewolf now, he probably can't bear it.
"Remus?" Professor Moody turned around.
"Yes." Sirius nodded, "Thanks to Dumbledore's help, the villagers of Hogsmeade have agreed to let him live here.
"And he just drank the wolfsbane potion. This time he's here to help find Harry and Kyle."
"I see." Professor Moody nodded and put away his wand. "Werewolves have a strong sense of smell, which is indeed very helpful in finding people, but it is not necessary now."
His magic blue eye went back.
Sirius saw it too, Kyle and Harry were standing behind Professor Moody.
Or rather, Kyle was standing there, while Harry was lying on the ground in a daze, looking like he was about to vomit, and his leg seemed to be injured.
"Thank God, you are finally back!" Sirius no longer cared about the unconscious Lupin and ran over quickly.
"What's wrong with you? What happened?!"
"That's exactly what I wanted to ask," said Professor Moody.
"Voldemort, he is resurrected." Kyle said without any further ado.
Just a few simple words, but they made the surroundings so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.
"This is impossible... impossible, he's dead!" Sirius seemed unable to believe it and stammered.
Because James and Lily also died that day, and he would never forget it.
Professor Moody was also unusually silent and said nothing.
"I don't want to believe it, but it's true." Kyle shook his head. "In fact, Professor Dumbledore is fighting him right now. That's why we can come back..."
"Did you really see him?"
At this time, Snape also walked out from the shadows, his face was abnormally pale, and he grabbed Kyle's shoulders and said, "Are you sure that you saw the Dark Lord with your own eyes?"
"I'm sure of that, Professor," Kyle said.
As he said this, he could feel Snape's hand tremble violently.
"He's really back..." Snape murmured.
After a long while, the remaining two people gradually accepted this statement... or accepted it temporarily.
After all, Voldemort is dead, and the entire wizarding world knows it.
Even though they knew Kyle would not lie about such a thing, they could not completely believe it in a short period of time.
What was even more unbelievable was that Kyle and Harry actually escaped from Voldemort. They knew that Dumbledore was suddenly caught and taken away by a phoenix a few minutes after Kyle disappeared.
Harry was taken away earlier, before the game started.
What happened during this period...
Sirius felt a chill on his back and couldn't help but walk forward to help Harry up.
At this time, Professor McGonagall also trotted over.
"Merlin's beard, what on earth happened?"
So Kyle repeated what he had just said.
Professor McGonagall stood there with the corners of her mouth trembling, but the difference was that she quickly believed this statement.
"Oh my god, You-Know-Who..." She looked at Kyle and Harry, and finally her eyes fell on Harry's legs. "I'm so glad to see you guys are back alive. I'll take you to the school hospital right away."
"I'm fine, Professor McGonagall." Kyle shook his head and said, "Just take Harry first."
"no!"
Professor McGonagall remained unmoved and insisted on sending both of them to the school hospital.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 577 Champion
Madam Pomfrey was originally waiting on the Quidditch field, and she rushed back as soon as she got the news.
As soon as she entered the door, she ran straight towards Harry.
The main thing was that Harry looked so miserable. He was covered in dirt and his robe had become tattered strips, like a mop. Blood was constantly flowing from his legs.
On the other hand, Kyle's clothes were even cleaner than those of some professors, such as Blake and Moody.
Madam Pomfrey even thought that Harry was the brave one who passed the maze, and Kyle was just there to watch the fun.
However, with a serious and responsible attitude, Madam Pomfrey checked Kyle's body and gave him a bottle of potion that could restore his spirits.
Mmm... as unpalatable as always.
Ten minutes later, in the school hospital.
Harry was lying on the hospital bed. The wound on his leg had healed, and he had a pair of new glasses on his face that Professor McGonagall had just gotten him.
After Madam Pomfrey left, Sirius couldn't wait to ask, "What on earth happened!"
Harry put down the hot cocoa in his hand and told him exactly what had happened since he was taken away.
After hearing Voldemort's unique way of resurrection, everyone gasped. There was actually such magic.
"I think I've heard of it."
Professor Moody's blue magic eyes kept moving.
"In the Middle Ages, someone invented an extremely evil ritual in order to resurrect the despicable Herpo. I think this should be it."
"So, has Voldemort really returned?" asked Sirius.
"I don't know." Professor Moody shook his head. "After Dumbledore comes back... Oh, he's already here."
As he was speaking, the door of the school hospital was opened again and Dumbledore walked in from outside.
But the moment they saw him, everyone's heart sank.
Dumbledore seemed to have experienced a great battle. His face looked terrible, his robes were gone, and his left hand was burnt black.
There are only a few people in the entire magical world who can make him so embarrassed.
Professor Moody's magic eye turned, "Fiercefyre?"
"Well, I was careless for a moment." Dumbledore raised his left hand and tapped it with his wand.
The black part on his hand began to fade and soon returned to its original appearance.
But no one present was happy.
"So, it's really... the You-Know-Who?" Sirius asked dryly.
"Perhaps it is difficult for you to accept..." Dumbledore raised his head, "Yes, he is back."
The school hospital fell into silence.
Dumbledore's words completely confirmed the authenticity of the news.
"Professor, you didn't kill him?" Harry asked eagerly.
"I'm sorry." Dumbledore shook his head. "Tom didn't intend to fight me to the death there. He ran away, just like he did more than ten years ago.
"And I have to admit that his means of escaping are better than before."
Dumbledore seemed to want to ease the tense atmosphere in the school hospital, but the effect was not satisfactory. Everyone looked as if they were worried about something.
"professor."
At this time, Kyle said: "Should I go to the Quidditch field? The Triwizard Tournament should not be over yet."
"Yeah, that's what I was going to say."
Dumbledore said, "Minerva, Alastor, you'd better go back quickly. No matter what happens next, the game must continue."
Professor McGonagall and Professor Moody nodded and walked out of the school hospital one after another.
It didn't matter to Sirius and Snape, but they were considered the safety officers for the third event, and if Dumbledore's Patronus hadn't told them that something was wrong, the two would never have left the maze.