Hogwarts: Don't you all have the God's Eye?

The two of them were very happy.

Professor McGonagall is the vice-president. When Dumbledore is not in school, she is the person in charge of the castle and can grasp the dynamics of the castle to a certain extent.

And what Andy sensed was a strange but familiar magical fluctuation, which made his body warm.

Just like what he had felt in Fox before.

Professor McGonagall said decisively: "Potter! You follow Madam Pomfrey to the school infirmary, you need to rest."

Harry instinctively wanted to refute, but when he met Professor McGonagall's stern eyes, he suddenly lost all his courage and could only agree in a sullen voice.

Professor McGonagall said to Andy and Snape: "Let's go!"

Then, several people walked around the stands and quickly left the Quidditch field.

Behind them, Ludo Bagman's commentary resounded throughout the stadium, announcing the results of the game.

His voice sounded very nervous, but it was loud enough for everyone to hear clearly.

Although it was a little strange why Andy left directly, the stands still erupted in unprecedented cheers, which was completely different from the emotions of the warriors.

The entire Quidditch field began to shout Andy's name.

It was like a carnival before a storm.

...

Andy and his friends quickly returned to the castle, walked up the stairs of the main tower, and came to the door of the principal's office.

"Sizzle Bee Candy."

Professor McGonagall said to the stone monster guarding the door of the principal's office.

"Correct password!"

The stone monster saw Andy, nodded familiarly, raised his eyebrows and asked: "So did you buy it in the end? Super Chocolate Frog."

Andy: "No, they launched a newer version called Super Chocolate Frog Plus. I decided to wait a little longer. There will be better ones later."

The stone monster showed an expression of "I understand you", moved aside a step, and made way.

The stone monster was as relaxed as ever, which showed that Hogwarts had not seen any incidents such as the death of the headmaster.

Several people walked into the headmaster's office and immediately saw Dumbledore.

The hem of his robe was missing a part, and his body was a little dirty, but he didn't seem to have any obvious injuries.

Professor McGonagall was surprised.

Dumbledore returned safely, didn't that mean Voldemort had lost?

"Albus!"

Dumbledore turned around and motioned for them to come in.

Dumbledore was not the only one in the office.

Sirius stood aside, pacing back and forth anxiously.

Moody sat in a chair, he looked very weak, his left leg was empty, and the magic eye on his face was scratched out.

This was the real Alastor Moody.

His wooden leg and magic eye were taken away by Barty Jr., and no replacement had been found yet.

"What did you do!" Snape became excited when he saw Dumbledore, "The power of the Dark Lord has weakened!"

Snape grabbed the sleeve of his left robe and revealed the Dark Mark on his arm.

The Dark Mark, which was black before, has gradually faded and is turning into its normal red color.

Before Dumbledore spoke, Sirius stopped and taunted, "Are you so worried about your master? Snotlout."

Snape then realized that Sirius was also there. He glared at Sirius, unable to hide his anger, and asked, "Why is he here?"

Moody said hoarsely at this time, "He saved me. Dumbledore just told me everything. If Sirius hadn't shown up tonight, I would have become a corpse."

Sirius: "Don't thank me, thank the kid over there. He is the Andy Hall I told you about. He was the one who determined that there was something wrong with the original Moody."

Snape stared at Sirius, not hiding his disgust.

The two have been enemies since their school days, and it has never changed.

"Enough!" Dumbledore said, looking at Sirius and Snape, feeling a little tired, "Now we belong to the same camp, I trust both of you, and the last thing we should do at this time is internal friction."

"I don't need to emphasize, you all understand what happened tonight."

"I hope you shake hands to express temporary peace, and you should also trust each other."

Sirius and Snape still stared at each other fiercely.

Dumbledore said impatiently: "My only request is that you don't openly hate each other, don't attack each other, it's that simple."

The two slowly stepped forward, stretched out their hands briefly, and

"That's right." Dumbledore said, "We still have a lot of work to do."

Professor McGonagall heard something wrong: "Albus, is he dead?"

Dumbledore shook his head slowly: "No..."

As soon as this was said, everyone, including the portraits on the wall, held their breath and looked at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore slowly explained: "His magic power recovered very quickly. I hit him hard at the beginning, and when I was about to kill him, he escaped."

"Just a little bit..."

Dumbledore raised his left hand and exposed his wrist.

Professor McGonagall exclaimed, Dumbledore's left palm had become charred, the flesh and blood had peeled off, and it seemed that only the skeleton was left.

Deep in the wrist, there were still traces of burst blood vessels and rotting and wriggling muscles.

This was not a simple injury, but was caused entirely by black magic.

Dumbledore tried to look normal, but in fact, it could be seen that his entire left half of the body was trembling slightly, enduring the pain.

"He is in a worse state than I am," said Dumbledore. "We both left indelible marks on each other. It will take at least some time for him to fully recover his strength."