Just listen to his voice, a little weak.

Sean took this matter to heart, turned his head and started to retract his eight-eyed spider.

The eight-eyed spider in the Forbidden Forest had already returned by himself, and even the centaurs had returned to the Forbidden Forest without saying a word.

The corpse of the centaurs had been brought back by their own people.

Sean looked to the other side. On the edge of the Black Lake, the merman in the Black Lake was already full of corpses.

At least hundreds of corpses!

"Sean, what about these Death Eater corpses?"

Snape came over and asked.

"It's on fire, let's gather."

Saying that, with a wave of Sean's wand, the bodies of all the Death Eaters floated up at the same time and landed on the open space in the distance.

"Burning fire!"

A first-year wizard used a spell in rage to set those corpses on fire!

Black smoke billowed up, covering the skeleton in the sky tightly.

At this time, the sky started to rain a little, washing the blood on the ground.

"Just pack up and go to rest, and get up early tomorrow."

After Xien finished speaking, he brought Laifu to the bathroom, put in the hot water, and jumped in.

In an instant, a large amount of blood gushed out from one person and one leopard.

A pool of water was quickly dyed scarlet!

After changing 3 pools of water, Sean was able to wash himself clean.

Back in the dormitory for a while, it was dawn.

The weather is still gloomy today, the wizards all dressed in black, came to the mountain behind the school,

Sirius has dug a lot of pits here, next to them are strange coffins

All these coffins are eight-eyed spiders.

Professor McGonagall stepped forward and said in condolences:

"I'm so sorry that our friends, the eight-eyed spiders, were killed trying to protect Hogwarts..."

At this time, Sean's attention was all focused on Sirius' back.

Sirius has been busy all night and has not had time to change his clothes.

Sean saw that there was a scratch on his back!

Although the clothes were obviously torn on purpose, Sean still saw the scratches!

Sean stepped forward and asked in a low voice:

"You were bitten by a werewolf?"

Sirius's expression was obviously unnatural:

"No......"

"Stop pretending, I can see it."

As Sean spoke, Professor Lupin kept looking this way.

"Sean, I'm afraid I've become a werewolf..."

Sirius's mood instantly lost.

"I will resign this year..."

"Need not."

Sean looked ahead and said lightly:

"It's the same with Lupin. The werewolf virus is not incurable now. You can ask Lupin for details."

"For your misfortune...I'm sorry."

At this time, Professor McGonagall also finished his condolences, and everyone began to arrange a burial and a moment of silence.

It was raining lightly in the sky, and all the teachers and students at Hogwarts stood in the rain, bowing their heads in silence.

This was stipulated by Sean. Originally, Professor McGonagall meant that the silence could be postponed, but Sean refused.

It is necessary to cultivate students' awareness that life is priceless, and heroes must also be in their hearts.

Even in heavy rain!

It wasn't until half an hour later that everyone raised their heads. Everyone's clothes were soaked through, and tears flashed in their eyes.

"Ladies and gentlemen, go take a hot bath, I will arrange for the kitchen to make some hot things, and everyone will gather in the auditorium at noon."

After all, Sean walked away with a group of professors, came to the office, sat down and asked:

"How about the casualties?"

When Sean asked, his heart was raised.

Professor McGonagall looked solemn, then suddenly relaxed and said:

"The children did not die, and 585 people were injured, 35 of them were seriously injured, and the rest were all slightly injured."

"18 centaurs died, countless eight-eyed spiders, and 6 black lake mermaids."

Hearing this, Sean finally breathed a sigh of relief:

"It's good that no one dies, but hopefully the next Christmas will lighten up the sadness."

Professor McGonagall nodded:

"Yes, I hope so."

"By the way, all the crops should be harvested. It's going to snow soon. Can we start making arrangements?"

Sean shook his head:

"Give the kids a day off and start working on it tomorrow."

"What are you going to do with Voldemort, Sirius is still shutting himself in his room."

Snape said with a paralyzed face...

Sean pondered for a while and asked:

"That...is there a way to remove the Horcrux?"

Seriously, Sean can make a Horcrux, but don't know how to disarm it!

After all, the book only taught how to make it, not how to remove it.

The most important thing is that the wizard who is a Horcrux basically does not need a way to remove it.

"Only destroy."

Sean was stunned for a moment, and Ravenclaw's crown instantly appeared in his hand.

At this time, on the crown of Ravenclaw, Voldemort's breath has disappeared!

"broken!"

Sean instantly entered the training room and came to the place where Voldemort was imprisoned.

I saw behind the fence, Voldemort's head was bloody, lying on the ground without breath.

This guy killed himself!

Sean took his body out of the training room, threw his body on the ground and said:

"It can't be destroyed. The relics of the Big Four at Hogwarts are all Voldemort's Horcruxes. It would be a great loss for us to destroy them."

"Then kill him a few more times."

"Snape, you're not injured, go to Gringotts now, and Hart will give you Hufflepuff's gold cup and bring it back."

"Remember, if Voldemort finds you, or the Death Eaters find you, it's your life that matters, not the gold cup."

Snape nodded. He was about to leave, but after a pause, he turned back and asked:

"Where's the other one?"

"You don't have to worry about it, just go get the gold cup."

Snape then turned to leave.

"It looks like you fought a perfect victory."

An old voice came, and then, Dumbledore walked in quickly.

"You're back after we're done fighting?"

Dumbledore was not annoyed, shook his head and said:

"My business is not over yet. In fact, I heard about the Hogwarts battle last night and had to come back to see it."

"Looks like you did a good job."

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort's corpse on the ground.

"He's dead, what's so good about it, I can't say where he was resurrected."

"Old man, apart from destroying, is there no other way to deal with the Horcrux?"

Dumbledore shook his head:

"I don't know, I have no interest in this evil black magic." 1.6

"Actually, I think the sword of Gryffindor is good against Horcruxes."

Sean rolled his eyes and said nothing.

"Why do I feel like the air in the castle is like a quagmire? Even Fox can't Apparate, what have you done?"

Sean pointed to the back:

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