Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 645 Choice
vomit--

As Sybill Trelawney retched, the upper half of her face... seemed to be kneaded dough.

That layer of skin and the flesh and blood underneath are constantly rising and falling, undulating back and forth.

Accompanied by a shrill roar, an extremely horrifying scene happened——

The lower half of Trelawney's...her face was rapidly expanding, elongating...to occupy the living space of Voldemort's snake face.

That disgusting face that looked like a melting candle began to squirm, as if it was being sucked by a toilet... or a vacuum cleaner, and a vortex-shaped ripple slowly appeared...

The red eyes, nostrils, and mouth... all spun around and were sucked into the center of the vortex until they disappeared.

Then, a fist-sized spherical thing bulged out of Trelawney's chest...continuously along the stomach tube, Adam's apple...and finally came out of her mouth.

——It’s the World Tree seed.

However, now its light has turned into a slightly bloody black gold.

The MacGuffin saw it, and the face of Voldemort emerged from the surface of the seed,

It was as if he had been covered with a layer of gauze... He was twisting indistinctly and screaming continuously.

Then, Dumbledore took it into his hands.

"Albus... this, this... what is this..." Fudge finally calmed down his anxiety, and asked.

"[Horcrux]... You should know, Connelly! It's just that, now I've separated it with a special method..." Dumbledore said slowly.

Then, he turned back to Professor McGonagall and said, "Please, Minerva! You need to bring Professor Trelawney and Professor Sprout to Madam Pomfrey so that they can receive treatment and recuperate..."

"Also... you must assist Madam Pomfrey to let her temporarily set up a magic medical center here,"

"I'm worried that [St. Mungo's Magical Hospital] can no longer treat patients..."

Fudge, Flitwick and other professors, even Snape were shocked by Dumbledore's words.

They stared blankly at the old bee.

"Albus! Don't you think..." Fudge asked.

"Well, the whole of London has now completely fallen into an unknown magical secret realm..."

"Depending on the situation, the situation of the Ministry of Magic is probably not going to be much better during our departure."

"Connelly! We must prepare for the worst..."

Then, Dumbledore turned around and asked Qiao Guohua next to him to lead the Chinese wizards to reorganize all the small floating islands floating in the air...to use it as a camp to protect the students and a headquarters for counterattacking London.

"Can't it be? Albus...the situation...can't be so bad, can it?"

Looking at the red misty London city in the distance, Fudge said the tone, even he was not completely sure.

"Just in case, the situation is worse than we expected..." Dumbledore said.

Then, Dumbledore turned around and greeted the pony man who came up, and said directly to him that they, the centaur, must also participate in this battle.

All magical and intelligent creatures in the Forbidden Forest who wish to survive in the World Tree...that is, the secret realm of the [Cultivation Garden] must participate in this war.

"Although I don't know what Voldemort's real purpose is... But Harry, this World Tree, and this secret place where you will soon be able to inhabit are undoubtedly the objects he wants to plunder..."

On behalf of the entire tribe, the pony agreed without hesitation.

He said that the horsemen had foreseen this matter long ago.

He took down the small silver bow on his back, and fired a short arrow with a blazing cold flame towards the bottom of the Forbidden Forest.
It burst open in mid-air.

— This signal is very obvious.

There was a commotion in the Forbidden Forest below, and the centaur jumped out of the forest in a line. It could be seen that...they were indeed fully prepared.

All dressed in full armor.

Then, Dumbledore's blue eyes looked at McGuffin, looking at him through the half-moon lenses.

"Albert, as Voldemort just said, the time has come for you to choose..." he said.

'Shiri!The old bee really knew Parseltongue. '

Although there's no way he'd listen to Voldemort's bullshit...

But...there are pitfalls everywhere!
'This old guy obviously can't trust himself, or everyone... That's why he keeps hiding it from others. '

McGuffin felt very grateful.

Dumbledore seemed to want to give McGuffin time to think about it, and after he finished saying this, he ignored Albert.

Afterwards, Dumbledore took out another World Tree seed, put it in the center of his palm, and activated it instantly with magic power.

After he groaned, a pained look appeared on his face.

And the seed of the world tree began to grow rapidly.

Sprouts, roots are entangled, leaves continue to grow, branches are like some kind of vine-type plants, intertwined with each other...grow up quickly.

In just a few tens of seconds, under the stimulation of full magic power... the World Tree seed inspired by Dumbledore grew faster than the World Tree seedling held by McGuffin.

"Albus..." Fudge looked at Dumbledore's weakness and panic, and whispered extremely worried.

Everyone didn't know what Dumbledore wanted to do, but the decline of his magic power was unmistakable and could be determined with the naked eye.

This made everyone, especially Fudge in front of him, panic.

"My dear Horace, don't try... You cannot leave this secret place anchored by Voldemort through any spell in its present form..."

"Come here..." Dumbledore said weakly.

Only then did the crowd see Horace Slughorn, the potions professor... secretly hiding at the back of the crowd, trying various spells over and over again, trying to leave the eye of the storm in this war.

Seeing that everyone was staring at him with 'burning eyes', even with this professor's thick skin, he couldn't help it.

"Hmph!" He deliberately straightened his bulging body, and responded with a very blunt attitude, "Albus Dumbledore... This is different from what you said at the beginning. I don't want to be involved in the war between you and the mysterious man for no reason..."

Under the extremely worried eyes of everyone, Dumbledore coughed violently twice.

He smiled and said slowly, "I never expected that things in the world would develop so violently and rapidly..."

"I reckon Tom was just as caught off guard..."

"Horace! As I said to the MacGuffin, now it's time for him...to each of us, every wizard, to choose..."

"We have been cornered by Voldemort, and there is no room for retreat."

Dumbledore vigorously raised his finger and pointed to the metropolis London in the distance.

The muscles on Horace's face twitched, and he was speechless, obviously facing such a scene... He also agreed with Dumbledore's words in his heart.

(End of this chapter)