At this moment, Albert had quietly left the smelly area. He had no intention of staying to help from the beginning, so naturally he would not continue to stay there and cause trouble.
On the way to the Forbidden Forest, he also noticed wizards gathering intermittently towards Hogwarts.
Probably the latest newspaper headlines have already spread.
But what were those people doing at Hogwarts?
Claim the body?
Or... looking for your own child?
The latter should be more likely.
After all, the war finally broke out at Hogwarts, and after finally receiving the news that the war was over, parents naturally couldn't wait to confirm the safety of their children.
This is human nature.
It's a pity that they came early and those students haven't been transferred back yet.
After all, Hogwarts is now littered with corpses, which can easily create a terrifying psychological cloud for young children.
Especially the pile of corpses piled up at the oak gate will definitely give those "rebellious" family members a big shock of war.
In a brief moment of thought, Albert had already reached the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Just as he was about to look around for Hagrid, he heard a sound. The hound Fang Ya was rushing towards this side like a gallop, wagging its tail crazily.
Burt was spinning around.
Albert knelt down and touched Yaya's dog's head. Following the direction in which it ran, he easily found Hagrid who was sitting with the centaurs. Firenze, the divination professor, was also there. He had obviously been reborn by the former centaurs.
Accepted.
"Albert!"
Hagrid also noticed Yaya's actions, and was quite surprised when he turned his head and saw Albert walking this way. He probably didn't expect that Albert would come to find him at this time.
"Albert Anderson."
Compared with Hagrid's surprise, Albert was surprised by the centaurs' actions. They actually stood up and paid tribute to him. Such extraordinary respect was completely beyond Albert's expectation, but if he thought about it carefully, it should be the same as Albert's.
Burt killed Voldemort.
"Thank you very much for your willingness to fight side by side with us." Albert responded with a smile, not forgetting to express his gratitude to the centaurs for their assistance.
Thanks to the aid of the centaurs, the team fighting against the Acromantula did not collapse.
Yes.
The team composed of leftover personnel was even worse than Albert expected. Fortunately, he had made complete guarantees in advance and successfully avoided the collapse of this front. The horsemen undoubtedly made a lot of mistakes in this regard.
vigorously.
"It is our honor to be able to fight alongside you."
Hagrid was also particularly surprised by the respect that the centaurs leader Margaery showed towards Albert. In Hagrid's limited memory, only Dumbledore had ever received such treatment.
"Mr. Anderson, thank you for your prediction."
When Albert was accepted by the resting centaurs and sat down next to Hagrid, Firenze suddenly mentioned his intention to resign as a divination teacher and return to the Forbidden Forest.
"I'm afraid you have to tell Professor McGonagall personally about this matter." Albert reminded kindly: "But I suggest you wait patiently for a few more days until Professor McGonagall cleans up the mess in front of her. She has now
I’m very busy.”
"I will."
Firenze readily accepted Albert's suggestion. He had no intention of going to Professor McGonagall to resign at this time.
"I heard you were having a bad time with Slughorn."
Albert stretched out his hand to rub the toothy dog's head that was resting on his knees, and seemed to mention the reason for his visit inadvertently. He did not look at the expression on Hagrid's face, nor did he give Hagrid a chance to speak, but said bluntly
: "Actually, I asked Slughorn to do that."
Hearing this, Hagrid suddenly turned back to look at Albert, his face full of shock and disbelief.
"In the Battle of Hogwarts, the people who fought alongside us suffered heavy casualties. We need a large sum of Galleons to solve their possible worries." Albert raised his hand to signal Hagrid to listen quietly to his words.
End, "They were our partners in the fight against the mysterious man. Regardless of whether they joined us of their own will or not, they have died fighting against the mysterious man, so we should turn a blind eye."
"I plan to raise a sum of galleons to help those who join us in the fight against Voldemort and the families of those who died in the battle. Although there is a large bounty on Voldemort, I am not sure whether I can get the bounty because one hundred thousand
Galleons are never a small amount, and the Ministry of Magic is very short of money now, so there is a high probability that it will not be able to pay for the reward."
"If you can't get the reward, you can't expect me to pay for it myself, but the venom of the Acromantula and the materials on its body are very valuable. They are already dead. Instead of letting their bodies be buried in the soil, it is better to directly recycle them.
, at least it will allow us to get an emergency fund."
"Furthermore, this can be regarded as an explanation for those who were killed by the Acromantula." Albert looked up at Hagrid and said seriously: "You must remember that people's hatred for the Acromantula will not
Disappeared due to victory in this war."
Hagrid snorted in dissatisfaction. Although after listening to Albert's words, he could understand why he did what he did, understanding did not mean agreement. Hagrid still expressed dissatisfaction with this matter in his own way.
Slughorn's actions were intolerable to Hagrid, just like those cruel executioners who killed magical creatures in exchange for money.
"Hagrid, I have reminded you more than once about the Acromantula." Albert easily saw through Hagrid's thoughts, frowned slightly, and warned in an unprecedented stern tone: "They are not you.
Aragog, the former captive pet."
"But they are descendants of Aragog," Hagrid argued.
"They are Voldemort's accomplices." Albert's tone became even colder, even causing the centaurs around him to look sideways.
"Those Acromantulas are not only the murderers of a large number of Hogwarts students, but also threaten everyone's life safety. As the key keeper of Hogwarts, the gamekeeper and the professor of Care of Magical Creatures, you must protect the students.
It is your responsibility not to be harmed by the threats of the Forbidden Forest, and I hope you have not forgotten this."
Hagrid was obviously not interested in such preaching and turned his head away.
"Have you ever thought about what will happen to you once people know about your cover for the Acromantula who killed your companions?" Albert stared at Hagrid, who was about to get up and leave, and suddenly asked.
Hagrid suddenly shivered and stopped where he was without choosing to leave directly.
"Even if you are one of the people participating in this war, there is a kind of anger called unwarranted anger. You should be very aware of the tragedy of that war. By then, the group of people who were harmed by the Acromantula will only lose themselves.
The anger and hatred that has nowhere to vent are transferred to you, and all the sins will be shouldered by you, and your situation will only be worse than when the identity of the giant blood was revealed, and even Hogwarts will be
There is no place for you."
Hagrid opened his mouth. He obviously understood why Albert came to him. Saying these words to him was definitely not just a boring threat, but more of a friend's advice to prevent him from making stupid mistakes.
Similar things have happened more than once, each time leaving an unforgettable bad memory for him.
"I will go and apologize to Slughorn," Hagrid said painfully.
"You know this is never a matter of apology." Albert patted his butt and stood up, "Now that we have finally won, everyone is very excited, but the pain of war has never been so easy to heal, and hatred has always been
They are all still there. So, don’t be stupid, because after the war is over, it will be time to liquidate the enemy.”
Many times, Albert cannot understand the stubbornness and thoughts of some people, probably because it is difficult for humans to empathize with each other!
But he actually doesn't really care about this.
To be honest, if Albert hadn't cheated on his own and had extra energy and ability, he wouldn't have meddle in other people's business, let alone have the idea of reaching out to help him if he can, and forgetting if he can't.
.
It is the norm here to only choose what is best for you, because no matter how much you pretend, you cannot hide that most people are exquisite egoists.
After bidding farewell to the centaurs, Albert returned directly to the castle because Shanna had just received news that the results of Professor McGonagall's discussions had come out.
This efficiency is much faster than Albert expected, but the reason is actually not difficult to understand. Things always need to be solved. It is not good for everyone to continue to delay. It is better to come up with a solution as soon as possible and then free up sufficient time.
Let everyone rest in batches.
However, what concerned Albert more was Shanna's mention of coming to him if she had something to do.
What could it be?
After Albert returned to the castle, he knew what Shanna had mentioned.
A group of family members who had not found their children in school were waiting for him at the entrance to the hall.
Albert suspected that if he hadn't killed Voldemort, these family members would have pounced on him and surrounded him, and the atmosphere would definitely not be as weird as it is now.
Although he could see that this group of family members were waiting for him here to ask about his children, Albert had no intention of speaking first.
Just as he was about to leave, a family member finally couldn't help but call him out.
"Mr. Anderson."
Albert stopped and looked back at the family members around him. When he saw no one came forward, he planned to leave.
Then, someone finally couldn't help but stopped in front of him.
"Is something wrong?" Albert looked at the man calmly.
Probably because of the eye contact with Albert, the man took the initiative to slow down his tone and make his voice more polite: "Professor McGonagall said that before the war started, you moved the students in the school. We should
Where to find them?"
"Oh." Albert took out his pocket watch from his pocket, looked at the time on it and said, "You guys are here a little early. After the war, I sent someone over to inform them. Everyone is probably resting now.
After all, what happened yesterday must have had a huge impact on them."
"Why don't you take them back to school?" Some grumpy family members couldn't help but ask.
"Bring it back to cause chaos for everyone, and... Albert turned his head and looked outside the oak door: "Considering the current situation at Hogwarts, I think it's best not to leave a psychological shadow on them."
"Of course, I understand your anxiousness to see your children. We will have them brought back later."
"Just tell us the location and we will pick them up ourselves," someone said.
"That won't work."
"Why?"
The surroundings suddenly became noisy.
"Who knows if there are dark wizards among you,"
Albert looked at the group of family members around him with a scrutinizing gaze, and his eyes that looked at who was the dark wizard made the surrounding family members involuntarily retreat.
"What if those lunatics want to take revenge on us after their failure? The war is over. There is no need to take unnecessary risks for just one or two hours."
Albert's words really made all the family members speechless, because no matter how they looked at it, it seemed like they were making trouble unreasonably.
It's not that Albert doesn't save face for them, it's just that the situation is like this.
Of course, the reason why Albert used such a tough tone to deal with this group of parents who are anxious about their children is more because it is human nature to bully the weak and fear the strong, especially for this group of people who did not participate in the final battle. If it weren't for the pile of corpses outside,
It gave them quite a shock, and coupled with Albert's tough attitude, he suppressed all these people. Who knows what will happen next?
After receiving confirmation from Albert, the family members could only wait silently.
Otherwise, what else do you want?
That was the ruthless man who killed Voldemort. Even if he looked young, he was not someone they could offend easily.
After all, as long as they are not stupid, they should know where the pile of corpses outside came from. They must know that the number of people who resisted Voldemort is far less than that of the dark wizards, but they won in the end, and the enemies turned into corpses.