Witcher at Hogwarts - Chapter 338

“Oh my God!” Harry’s legs softened and he sat on the ground. He couldn’t face this fact at all.

Hermione looked at Ethan’s eyes, at this time Ethan’s amber cat’s eyes had lost the brilliance of life.

Only Hermione, until the last moment of her life, Ethan still comforted her silently with those soft eyes.

Hermione’s hands and feet were cold, she couldn’t hear any sound at the moment, only Ethan’s eyes that lost their light in her mind.

“What are you all doing! Don’t gather here, hurry up and hide! The Death Eaters are gone, but there is still a possibility to hide them one by one”

Professor McGonagall hurried into the lounge and reprimanded the students gathered here.

But she soon saw Ethan lying on the ground.

Professor McGonagall stopped speaking, the thought was obviously too terrifying to say aloud.

“Mei Yi-Mei Lin!” Professor McGonagall’s wand clenched directly to the ground because she was too shocked.

Everyone gathered in the Gryffindor lounge at this moment thought so, in the silence and silence, the sense of fear was growing wantonly.

“I think one by one, I think everyone should go to the infirmary to check now.” Professor McGonagall still did not forget his responsibilities in the end.

It was extremely difficult to order.

When their minds were blank, many people subconsciously carried out Professor McGonagall’s orders.

Like clockwork robots, they walked towards the infirmary stiffly.

Only Hermione, Harry, and Ron were still standing there.

“Enough, children, you have to go one by one,” Professor McGonagall said in a low voice, pulling the three people by the shoulders and taking the three people who looked like wooden men out of the lounge.

“Minerva, I heard that a Death Eater sneaked in and attacked the Gryffindor lounge?” Dumbledore rushed over at this time.

There was a wound on his arm, blood that had stained half of his sleeve, caused by Voldemort.

The curse in his hand seriously affected Dumbledore’s strength. Just when Dumbledore couldn’t hold it, Voldemort seemed to have suddenly received an order.

With an ugly face, he withdrew along with all the Death Eaters and dark wizards.

Professor McGonagall raised his arm and pointed tremblingly towards Gryffindor who opened the door, and Dumbledore quickly spotted Ethan.

Dumbledore’s face sank suddenly, and he slowly walked in front of Ethan.

Dumbledore stared blankly at Ethan’s face for a while, and finally closed Ethan’s eyes with his hands.

After doing all this, Dumbledore sat on the sofa in the Gryffindor lounge and seemed to have aged a lot.

More and more people heard the news and rushed to the corridor. Most of them were slightly injured and looked at Ethan, who was lying on the ground, silently.

Suddenly, a group of Aurors rushed into the corridor.

Headed by Moody, Tonks followed closely behind Moody.

“Damn, these Death Eaters got away!” Moody cursed angrily.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the professors and students standing silently on both sides of the corridor.

“You all get together here.” Moody was about to complain, but he suddenly realized something, and his expression turned serious.

“What happened?” Moody asked in a low voice.

The students who stood in front took the initiative to reserve a place for Moody, and Moody saw Ethan lying on the ground at a glance.

“Oh my God,” Moody sighed, hitting the ground hard with his cane.

Tonks crossed Moody’s shoulder and saw Ethan lying on the ground.

“What’s going on?” Tonks didn’t seem to realize that Ethan was dead, and rushed over suddenly.

Reaching Ethan’s side, “Ethan, what’s the matter with you?” Tonks pushed Ethan’s shoulder, but Ethan could no longer answer her.

“How is this – how is this possible -” Tonks said as if in a dream, “He is so powerful, he can’t be -”

“Tonks, Ethan died in a heroic battle to protect his students. He was the bravest one I’ve ever seen,” Dumbledore said with a sigh.

“I don’t care!” Tonks finally realized that Ethan had completely left her. “I don’t care if he’s a hero! He’s dead! Dead!”

After Tonks shouted, he fainted in excitement.

Dumbledore seemed really speechless to Tonks, sighed and stepped back.

Eventually, Hagrid stepped forward and picked up Ethan’s body. He covered Ethan’s **** body with a sheet so that it looked as if Ethan was just asleep.

Hagrid cried in pain and stepped forward. The surrounding students and professors automatically made way for Hagrid.

They took off their hats one after another and looked at the ground. Although there were many people in the corridor, it was still quiet.

Everyone sent their condolences to Ethan.

Ethan felt very strange at this time.

He was standing in a fog, he looked at his chest, he clearly remembered that he was pierced by a guy with a short knife, but it was already fine there.

Ethan looked around and found nothing, so Ethan had to keep walking.

The soft grass and land beneath his feet, Ethan became inexplicably familiar with this environment.

It wasn’t until he passed through a stone arch that Ethan completely recognized it as White Crow Vineyard.

The manor is still furnished exactly as Ethan left.

Even the position of the Gwent cards on the table has not changed.

The whole manor was silent and there was no movement. Ethan walked in the manor. There were no traces of living creatures, not even birds and insects.

Ethan strolled around the manor, but still had nothing to gain. Just when he was about to return to the starting point, in the courtyard of the manor, a figure wearing a black robe suddenly appeared.

Ethan walked forward cautiously and watched carefully.

This figure is more feminine, she didn’t seem to notice Ethan at this time, and was looking at a strange looking thing in front of her wholeheartedly.

That thing was in the shape of a naked child, curled up on the ground, the red skin was rough, it looked like it had been peeled off, and it was placed on a stone pier. It was struggling to breathe and kept whimpering.

There was also a layer of strange gray-black things wrapped around him, which kept wandering around the child and wrapping it up.

“This is Tom’s soul, the last piece of soul.” A cold female voice suddenly sounded in Ethan’s heart, startling Ethan.

The woman in the black gauze suddenly turned around, and Ethan discovered at this time that she had a skeleton face.

“Tom, the sly guy who escaped death, but in the end no one can, no one can escape death, and he is still in my hands.” The woman continued.

“I take the liberty to ask, who are you?” Ethan asked cautiously, he could sense that this woman’s origin was very extraordinary.

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