At the end of the year, when Allen arrived at the auditorium, it was already full of people. The auditorium was decorated with blue and silver representing Ravenclaw to celebrate their winning of the Academy Cup again. On the wall behind the host's seat, a huge banner with the giant hawk of Ravenclaw was hung.

When Dumbledore announced that Ravenclaw won the Academy Championship Cup again, Ravenclaw's wizards raised their glasses together to celebrate with the envious eyes of other academy wizards. For them, winning the Academy Cup is no longer a thing worth celebrating, this is a routine operation. If you can't get the Academy Cup, it is a strange thing!

"It's the end of another year, very good, I must say, Ravenclaw did a pretty job," Dumbledore said, looking at everyone, "but at the same time, I must tell you one thing solemnly again-Voldemort is back."

A whisper rang in the auditorium, gradually returning to silence. This was not the first time Dumbledore announced the news, but everyone still stared at Dumbledore suspiciously.

Although Dumbledore is considered the greatest white wizard of all time, the heavy news he cast is amazing, with no reasonable reason or conclusive evidence, and few of his loyalists are willing to believe the news.

"The Ministry of Magic doesn't want me to tell you all this," Dumbledore continued. "Some parents of classmates may be shocked by what I did--either because they can't believe that Voldemort is really back, or because they think I shouldn't tell you about it, after all, you're young. However, I believe that telling the truth is always better than lying, and if we try to hide this news, we may suffer even more damage when caught off guard."

At this time, every face in the auditorium was facing Dumbledore, and the expression on each face was different, such as the pale face, the angry Harry, the expressionless Allen, and the proud elite wizards who already belonged to the Harris family...

"The purpose of the Wizards Championship is to enhance and promote mutual understanding in the magic world. Given what is happening now - given Voldemort's resurrection - this connection is more important than ever," Dumbledore said.

Dumbledore looked at Ms. Maxim and Hagrid, looked at Kakarov, who was slightly panicked in the teacher's seat, looked at Fleur Delakure and her Busbaton alumni, and looked at Wickdor Krum and Demstrong's classmates at Slytherin's table.

Krum and Kara seemed nervous and even a little scared, as if they thought Dumbledore would say something harsh.

"Every guest in this auditorium," Dumbledore said, his eyes resting on the students of Demstrong, "will be welcome at any time if we are willing to come back. I will say it to you all again--being only in solidarity will be strong, if divided, it will be vulnerable. Voldemort's means of creating conflict and hostility are very clever. We can only fight with it if we show equally unbreakable friendship and trust. As long as we are consistent in our goals and open our hearts, the differences in habits and language will not be an obstacle."

After the year-end banquet, it means the end of the semester and means separation.

For Kakarov, who was about to leave Hogwarts, he was particularly worried about leaving the protection of Dumbledore and Harris' families. Especially after he heard that Lunn Harris had been promoted and could not protect him from returning to Demstrong.

Therefore, he wrote letters to Irving Harris many times, strongly demanding that more bodyguards be sent to ensure his personal safety.

Outside Hogwarts Castle, under the stone steps in the foyer, Allen was seeing Hibiscus off. At the other end of the venue behind her, Hagrid was helping Ms. Maxim put harnesses on two giant horses, and Busbaton's carriage was about to set off.

Seeing this, Harry and Ron hurried down the steps and came to say goodbye to Furong.

"We will be able to meet soon," Fleur shook his long hair and smiled at Harry. "I found a job in the Ministry of Magic in the UK, and my English level may be improved soon."

"Your English is already great." Ron's pretentious voice rang behind them.

"Thank you very well to Mrs. Morgan Lefay Harris, thanks to her, I was able to get the job." Fleur nodded.

Ron's face turned red suddenly, and it looked like he had just swallowed an egg, but accidentally got stuck in his throat.

"Harry, Ron, goodbye, it's a great time to see you." Furong smiled and turned around, gave each of them a big hug and left.

Alan watched Hibiscus hurriedly running towards Ms. Maxim along the lawn, silver hair rippled like waves in the sun, and his emotions became happy involuntarily.

Krum came to say goodbye to Hermione.

"Can I say a few words to you?" he asked Hermione.

"Oh, of course," Hermione replied, but her body had no intention of moving.

"Hermien, I hope I will have a chance to see you in the future." Krum's voice was hoarse and dull.

Hermione looked at Alan, who was already sitting in the carriage pulled by the Ethals, and a smile appeared on her face. Alan was looking at her nervously and waved to her to her.

Hermione in a good mood took the initiative to reach out to Krum.

Crum seemed both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly grabbed Hermione's hand.

Hermione smiled and said, "I wish you can find the right person."

"Then Hermione, goodbye." Hearing this, Clum glanced at Hermione a little sadly.

Ron, who was standing by, moved his footsteps a few times. Judging from Ron's expression, he seemed to be enduring some painful inner conflict. He suddenly looked up and happened to be right in front of Krum's sight.

The two looked at each other awkwardly for a few seconds, then suddenly woke up by a "hiss" beside them, and at the same time they turned their heads and stopped looking at each other.

Draco didn't know when he appeared behind them. Pan Si was nervously holding his chin with his hands, and kept muttering: "This is the consequence of going to see Muggle for dental treatment. I heard that Muggle dentist's main business is a barber, but you really shouldn't have eaten so much sugar just after you came back from the teeth. Didn't they tell them not to eat these days? You want to mock these two people just now, so you shouldn't say anything. "

On their way back to Kings Cross Station, the weather was completely different from when they came to Hogwarts last September. The sky was cloudless.

Allen, Luna and Hermione walked straight to the tail end of the train. The private room at the tail end was already deemed as Allen's exclusive private room by the little wizards. Interestingly, the senior and student union presidents' carriages were at the front of the train, and the young wizards had no burden at all when passing by. Instead, the private room at the tail end was deemed to Allen's private room, and no one would easily disturb them.

"This summer vacation, you try to spare time. We need to conduct special combat training. Voldemort is indeed back. We must strengthen our combat experience and strengthen our strength." Allen opened a chocolate frog and laughed when he saw that the card was his own portrait.

Hermione was stunned when she heard this, and Allen instantly understood her thoughts: "Professor Dumbledore wants to push Harry to the front desk to fulfill his so-called prophecy, and we can just use the struggle between them to gain growth time. Hermione, believe me, I will defeat Voldemort himself. The conflict between the Ministry of Magic and Dumbledore next year may make you a little hard to get between Harry and me, and we need to endure it. If we are against Fudge now, we will have the beginning to improve and we can have accumulated the power to deal with Voldemort and his Death Eaters in unnecessary places in the future."

Hermione nodded, and she also found reasons for herself to stop asking about the matter.

Luna glanced at him lightly: "I will meet you often."
Chapter completed!