Capítulo 322: Breaking Promises?
"Saints?" Harry looked out the window again.
From his point of view, he could see that most of those black figures floating in the air gathered in Hogsmeade Village.
"Is Lucas calling the Saints to Hogsmeade?"
Looking at Harry beside him who had a puzzled face, Dumbledore sighed: "I'm afraid it's more than that, haaaa~…!"
His gaze was also looking out the window, but he was looking in the direction of London.
At this time, the whole of London seemed to be shrouded in a black veil.
As long as you have wizard blood, you can see this situation regardless of whether you have magic power or not.
"In the end what happened?"
"Could it be that you-know-who is planning to do something big again?"
"Ryan, why don't we be each other's secret keepers and protect our house with the Fidelius Charm?"
The wizards were full of worries about the future.
They just got the news that the Ministry of Magic has fallen in the morning, and London has been wrapped in black veils in just a few hours.
Many people were worried, feeling hopeless in their hearts. Only some elderly wizards understood what the scene in front of them represented.
…
Hogwarts, Infirmary.
The members of the Order of the Phoenix hiding here to recuperate also saw the black veil in the sky.
Mad-Eye Moody's expression changed immediately: "Albus! Where did Albus go?"
Seeing Mad-Eye looking around for his prosthesis, Remus immediately stepped forward to inquire.
"Moody, what's going on? Dumbledore should be talking to Harry about something important."
"Call him quickly, Grindelwald may leave England with the Saints!"
Mad-Eye Moody's words startled everyone.
"What did you say?" Sirius in the next bed changed directly from a dog back to a human.
The others also hurriedly sat up from their beds.
"You are too young to know the meaning of these black veils. Decades ago, Gellert Grindelwald let the black veils cover the whole of Paris."
"Thousands of people were summoned by him at that time, and the scale of the Alliance was expanded for the first time."
"Since then, whenever there is a major event that requires the gathering of the Saints from a whole country, such a situation will appear."
Everyone nodded after listening, but they didn't understand why Moody was so alarmed.
In terms of major events, the fall of the Ministry of Magic should be considered a very big event, right?
So there's nothing wrong with Lucas Grindelwald calling the Saints of England together.
Seeing the eyes of several people, Alastor Moody shook his head helplessly.
"Grindelwald is currently injured. Thinking about what the Dark Lord said to him last night, we have to guard against it!"
Everyone was taken aback, and Tonks said anxiously: "I don't think he would do that, right? Lucas should be trustworthy."
"Trustworthy? His surname means that he shouldn't be trusted."
Sirius frowned, with an expression like he had expected something like this.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he sneered and continued: "Think about what his father has done before!"
"That one was even more terrifying than Voldemort. Otherwise, why would Germany and France still stare at Nurmengard over the past few decades?"
Tonks curled her lips: "You also said that it was Gellert Grindelwald, not Lucas Grindelwald."
"The Saints Group has done a lot of good things for the magic world in the past few years, and Lucas shouldn't be confused for his father."
"You..." Sirius glared at his niece angrily.
Tonks grimaced and turned to look out the window.
"Dumbledore must be found quickly, and he must send someone to check on Lucas."
Moody installed his prosthetic leg and was just about to get up when the door was pushed open.
Sirius reacted quickly and immediately turned into a black dog and jumped out of bed.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was Dumbledore who came in.
"Albus..."
Dumbledore interrupted Moody with a raised hand.
"I know what you want to say, don't worry, I've sent someone to look into it."
Just then the door of the infirmary was pushed open again and Professor Sprout ran in in a panic.
"Dumbledore, I've checked everything. Miss Granger, Chang, Weasley, and Lovegood are not in the dormitory, even their luggage is gone."
"Sure enough." Dumbledore frowned.
Before he could continue speaking, Professor Snape pushed the door open and walked in.
"Headmaster, Lucas didn't return to the dormitory. In addition, I found that Astoria Greengrass was missing, and she took her luggage with her."
Dumbledore closed his eyes and sighed heavily.
"Professor, has Lucas really left?"
"That's right, he should have brought the Saints out of England. It should be because of this that he gathered the members of the Saints just now."
Hearing Dumbledore's own admission, the infirmary fell silent.
Harry clenched his fists and reprimanded angrily: "How could he do this, betray his promise, and leave us to fight Voldemort just like this?"
"Professor, let's go to Grindelwald Manor now. I know its location. Let's go to Lucas to find out."
Harry tugged at Dumbledore's sleeve and walked out.
When he realized that Dumbledore was standing where he was and didn't leave with him, a puzzled expression immediately appeared on his face.
"Harry, what reason do we have to question Lucas? You must know that he is not from England, and the Saints' stronghold has always been Austria."
"In this Ministry of Magic battle, because we lost, Lucas chose to take the Saints away without any problem."
"Besides he's done enough, we can't leave everything to Lucas, he's under no obligation to defeat Voldemort for us."
These words made the infirmary fall into dead silence.
Everyone lowered their heads and thought about it carefully. They seemed to be used to relying on that blond boy, but they all forgot that Lucas and Voldemort didn't have any animosity between them in the first place.
He could have completely ignored all this, finish seven years of school safely, and then return to Austria to live his own life.
"That kid Lucas really doesn't owe us anything, on the contrary, we owe him a lot."
Mad-Eye sat on the hospital bed and said in a low tone.
"Forget it, it's fine if he leaves, if we fail, he might become another force against Voldemort in the future."
"He is still young, if given a few more years, it is not impossible for him to defeat Voldemort."
Moody's words were approved by most of the Order of the Phoenix.
A 15-year-old quasi-legendary wizard, this is not the limit of Lucas, no one knows how far he can grow in the future.
But everyone is sure that it will not be difficult for Lucas, who will fully grow up in the future, to defeat Voldemort.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't been impulsive, things wouldn't have gotten so bad..."
Harry lowered his head, self-blame written all over his face.
Hearing his mutter, Dumbledore reached out and squeezed his shoulders.
"Harry, we still have a chance, it's up to you, come to my office after lunch, I want to talk to you."
Harry saw his own reflection and hope in Dumbledore's eyes.
At this time, he suddenly thought of the prophecy ball and the secret weapon.
Could it be that Dumbledore was going to tell him about the secret weapon?
Harry thought about it and it was very possible.
Only the so-called secret weapon could bring hope to Dumbledore's eyes.
"Fine, I'll be there on time."
The genial smile returned to Dumbledore's face.
Telling everyone to rest well, he turned around and left the infirmary. Then he left the castle all the way through the hall.
When he came to the Forbidden Forest, he soon found an old pointed hat under a big tree.
"Just in time!"
Dumbledore reached for the pointed hat and the surrounding air suddenly twisted, then his figure disappeared instantly.
Pat~!
Dumbledore stepped on the grass, looking at everything around him in surprise. He was pretty sure he wasn't that far from Hogwarts.
But the endless grassland in front of him, as well as the snow-capped mountains, jungles and lakes in the distance, were scenes he had never seen before.
He breathed the fresh air here, stepping towards the tents in the distance.
Just as he walked less than a hundred meters, there was a sound of horseshoes behind him.
Watching the herd of unicorns running past, his eyes turned even more surprised.
There are actually more unicorns here than in the Forbidden Forest.
The magical animals he encountered immediately made his eyes widen even more.
Thunderbird, Kelpies, Occamy, Nifflers and Demiguises.
Looking at the Kirin approaching from a distance, he suddenly thought of his old friend Newt Scamander.
The other party would definitely love it here.
"Professor, welcome!"
The silver-white Star Dragon suddenly appeared in front of Dumbledore.
He was no longer surprised that its voice came directly to his mind.
"So it's Miss Medusa, where is Lucas?"
"Come with me, Lucas has been waiting for you for a long time."
Medusa raised her claw, and Dumbledore clenched it tightly.
Then a silver light flashed in place. When Dumbledore looked around again he found that he was in the middle of the tents.
"Welcome, Headmaster, you should die too!"
Lucas' figure appeared along with the voice, and he was followed by several girls.
At the same time, many members of the Saints came out of the surrounding tents one after another.
Dumbledore made a rough calculation, and there were probably no less than 3,000 people.
"Indeed, I've lived long enough, so I came to you."
Hearing the other party's answer, Lucas suddenly laughed out loud.
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