Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

A few more people were tightly tied on the rostrum.

Let us congratulate Crabbe and Gower on their reunion.

Soul quickly ended the rebellion of some reactionary elements in Slytherin and looked in the direction of Slytherin House.

"I think it's time for Slytherin House to decide who it is loyal to?"

The Slytherins were silent. Not all of them were supporters of the Dark Lord, and quite a few of them even had relatives who died at the hands of the Dark Lord during the turmoil more than ten years ago.

Entering Slytherin is not determined by blood, but by the Sorting Hat's belief that they have the qualities of Slytherin.

It's just that over the years, Slytherin's environment has become very different from the original intention of Slytherin's founding of the house named after him.

Silence was their best answer at this time. They were accustomed to sizing up the situation and understood that at this time, the consequences of resistance would only be getting together with Crabbe and Gower on the rostrum.

Of course, they have another option, pull out their wands and fight, or...

……

Soul exchanged glances with Professor McGonagall and then walked towards Harry in the crowd. The next step was to leave it to Professor McGonagall.

Among the students who want to stay, there are even some second and third grade children.

But the cruel fact is that, except for some outstanding students in the senior grades, most students have not received professional training, let alone participate in the battle effectively. I am afraid that even the aftermath of the battle can kill them, let alone , and among them there are many junior wizards who have not even learned a few spells.

They cannot participate in the battle to defend the castle.

Voldemort gave him a whole morning, and Professor McGonagall spent a lot of effort to persuade these enthusiastic students who ignored the gap between themselves and the enemy to evacuate.

In the end, most of those who stayed were sixth- and seventh-grade students, and most of them were members of d.a.

Including Slytherin, quite a few of them decided to stay and fight for the castle.

The crowded auditorium suddenly became quite empty. Professor Flitwick and a few students were responsible for vacating the auditorium to serve as a rear area for people injured in the battle later.

Hagrid volunteered to lead the evacuated students out of the castle. Professor McGonagall was a little worried, but with Hagrid's assurance of beating his chest loudly, he finally handed the children over to him.

The centaur Liz and her tribe members began to disperse and occupy the favorable terrain of the castle, where they prepared to use bows and arrows for defense and alarm. Professor Sprout took a group of students to the greenhouse to collect venom. The venom of some plants is lethal to the human body. Horrifyingly, they will be used to quench poison for the centaurs' bows and arrows.

And, of course, there's the Chinese biting cabbage and strangler's vine, which will gladly welcome the dark wizards who invade the castle.

Under Professor McGonagall's orderly command and assignment of tasks, Soul found Harry and handed him a box.

"Dumbledore asked me to give it to you by name before he died. I'm sorry, it wasn't until now..."

Harry didn't know why, but he still took the small box handed over by Soul. When he was about to open it and take a peek inside, Soul stopped him.

"Dumbledore asked me to tell you something, Harry, open it when you need it."

Harry paused his hand, nodded slightly, and then asked the question that had been lingering in his mind for a long time.

"Sul, you're not at St. Mungo's...how did you..."

Hermione answered this question to Harry. She gently hugged Soul's arm with a smile on her face.

"This guy is always with us."

A question mark popped up on Harry's head, but Ginny beside Harry seemed to understand something---

"Are you Ebo Nockhan?!"

"Yes, but I prefer you to call me, professor." Suer nodded with a smile.

"No wonder--" Ginny looked stunned, "I thought Hermione had moved on to someone else--I should have thought of it earlier."

Ron on the other side also opened his mouth wide as if he was chewing on a chicken leg, but the drumstick suddenly disappeared.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, it was Dumbledore who asked me to do this." Suer's smile faded, "Anyway, we'll talk about everything after it's over."

"What should we do?" Harry asked quickly.

"I don't know, Harry, but I think you should do what you should do." Soul gave Harry a thoughtful look, left these words and left with Hermione.

Do what needs to be done? What was the right thing to do? Harry looked confused.

Not mentioning Harry, Soul and Hermione walked through the auditorium together, passed through the foyer, and came to the outside of the castle. From here, they could clearly see the darkness above Hogsmeade in the distance that even the sun could not penetrate. Clouds and mist.

"It's finally today." Su Er sighed.

Hermione held his arm obediently and pressed her fair face against his arm.

"You know?" she said, "I just talked to Tonks and Fleur. They are pregnant, and Bill and Lupin are trying to persuade them to evacuate here."

"Really? But I think they must disagree, right?" Suer chuckled.

"Yes." Hermione nodded obediently, "I also want to stay here, stay by your side."

Soul withdrew his gaze, turned around and gently held Hermione's face, looking at her pink lips and pressing a kiss.

"Ahem." A cough came from behind the two of them, and Soul looked over angrily. It was Sirius.

"Moody asked me to come to you to assign a defensive task." Sirius had no intention of disturbing Soul's good deeds at all, and smiled without any airs of elders.

After all, he is of the same generation as his father, not a serious person.

Soul ignored him and turned to look at Hermione, who had a blushing face. He reached out and took out a small box from his pocket, which he had prepared long ago.

"I have been prepared for a long time. When everything is over, I will pick up my parents and bring them back. Then I will prepare a wedding for you."

"Now it may not be the most perfect. The scene I imagined is not witnessed by my family."

Hermione's eyes were misty, but she refused to blink, watching Soul kneel on one knee with a smile on his face, the brightly lit foyer behind him, covering him with a golden veil Clothes.

Suer smiled and gently opened the ring box. A plain ring inlaid with a small diamond lay quietly in the middle of the velvet cloth.

“But I think there’s no time like the present.”

"I promise that I will treat you as my fate in the rest of my life."

"Will you marry me and be my wife? Hermione Jane Granger."

Two lines of clear tears fell from Hermione's big and lively eyes, but there was a smile on her lips.

She stretched out her white little hand and raised her ring finger gently.

"I've been waiting for a long time."

she said softly.

"I am willing."