Harry Potter: From Muggle Cousin to Conceptual Wizard

Chapter 227 The Speech on the Black Magic Mark Begins!

"Alright, everyone, stop staring at Assistant Professor Dursley."

Dumbledore spoke again, diverting the attention of the teachers and students.

He continued, "What happened last night was very complicated: the infiltration of the Death Eaters, the huge Black Magic Mark in the sky above the playground, and the subsequent pursuit by several professors and teaching assistants based on clues. It's hard to explain in a short time."

To ensure everyone is fully informed and to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and panic, I hereby announce that all classes will be suspended this morning!

After breakfast, everyone gathered at the Black Magic Marker on the playground to listen to the Dursley teaching assistant explain and analyze the cause and effect.

Today's speech on the playground will appear in tomorrow's *Daily Prophet*, informing the entire wizarding world and urging everyone to take the reappearance of the Dark Mark seriously.

Dumbledore's announcement calmed the students down considerably.

But things are still not completely stable.

When everything related to Voldemort disappeared, neither wizards nor wizards dared to utter his name.

Not to mention, with such a huge Black Magic symbol hanging in the sky above the playground, that kind of deep-seated fear isn't so easily quelled.

Dumbledore pinched his brow, looking somewhat troubled.

He was worried about Dudley's upcoming speech.

The concern is that Dali's revelation of reality will not inspire students' courage and motivation, but will instead exacerbate their panic and ruin the positive situation they have created.

With this in mind, Dumbledore wanted to make a promise to the students, wanting to rely on his own strength and prestige to be a strong safety support for all the teachers and students in the school.

He told everyone that he would ensure their safety.

This was done to completely quell the panic among all teachers and students.

But before he spoke, his eyes involuntarily fell on Dudley, who was sitting at a seat on the Gryffindor table below the stage.

As Dali sipped his soup and ate his sweet corn, his expression remained resolute and confident, extremely calm and powerful.

This made Dumbledore swallow his words.

This also suppressed the idea of ​​compromise that had been hesitant and uncertain.

The arrow is on the string, and it must be released.

He couldn't make such a promise at this time; that would be holding Dudley back and ruining the plans Dudley and he had made.

"Let's eat!"

Dumbledore paused for a long time before uttering only this one sentence.

Then he sat back down in his seat.

Dudley was unaware of the internal struggle Dumbledore was going through, and the idea of ​​compromise he was considering almost ruining things.

He was drinking soup and eating rice with gusto.

Replenish your nutrition and energy.

He's been fighting a lot since last night, but hasn't eaten much, just a bag of sandwiches. It's really pitiful; he needs to eat more.

……

Breakfast time ended with Dali's hearty meal and the other students' lack of appetite.

Dudley glanced at Dumbledore at the faculty and staff seating area, then winked at his loyal subordinate, Mr. Filch, the administrator.

Then, he walked out of the auditorium first.

Filch quickly found an excuse to follow.

Dumbledore and the heads and professors of the four houses directed the prefects to lead the students to the playground outside the castle in an orderly fashion.

Dudley and Filch met at a corner of a corridor outside the auditorium.

“Give me the student records from this recent period,” Dali said bluntly.

Filch didn't dare to delay and quickly pulled out a large notebook from his robe and handed it to Dudley.

Dudley took the large notebook and waved to Filch: "Alright, you're done for now. Go help the professors maintain order among the students!"

“Yes, Assistant Instructor Dursley!” Filch replied respectfully and hurried away.

Meanwhile, Dudley flipped through Filch's records from this period of time, then took to the air and flew quickly towards the playground outside the castle.

It finally landed above the huge black demon mark and hovered in mid-air.

Wait quietly for the professor and students to arrive.

Ten minutes later, Daly finished reading Filch's latest records.

Below, all the teachers and students of Hogwarts gathered and stood still on the ground.

The young wizards were talking amongst themselves, their faces pale, wanting to look up at the Dark Mark, but not daring to.

A timid and hesitant demeanor.

Are you scared?

"Dali started with zero frames," he asked in a short, powerful voice.

The students on the ground fell silent, their chatter abruptly ceasing.

Two seconds later, Harry and Hermione overcame the oppressive atmosphere and shouted in unison, "We're not afraid!"

“Very good, what about the rest of the people?” Dali asked again.

But this time, no one responded for a long time.

Even the Gryffindor lion cubs, known for their bravery, are no exception.

Many of the lion cubs looked conflicted, including Ron and Neville, but in the end they couldn't overcome their fear.

The Dark Mark is unlike anything else; it is the direct symbol of Voldemort, and every young wizard who grows up in the magical world fears it like the plague.

And those young wizards who were purely Muggle-born did not have the courage to stand up in this oppressive atmosphere.

Why aren't you speaking?

After waiting for a long time without any response, Dali's tone became more stern, "You don't have the guts to say you're not afraid, but don't you have the guts to admit you're afraid?"

I'm truly disappointed; most of the students I've poured my heart and soul into teaching are cowards and spineless cowards!

"Reporting to Assistant Professor Dursley!"

"We're both a little scared!"

Unable to withstand Dudley's provocation, the Weasley twins from the Gryffindor team spoke up one after the other.

Then, some of the Gryffindor lion cubs, including his friends, and the student leaders appointed by Dudley, began to express their fears, led by the Weasley twins.

“Good, you guys have some courage, at least you dare to face your own hearts,” Dali praised, then pressed, “What about the others?”

Dead silence, just another deathly silence.

For a long time, no one has stood up to express their thoughts.

Many of Hogwarts' professors and staff stood on the periphery, their expressions serious. Some were serious with disappointment, some with worry, and some with understanding.

Voldemort was feared not only by young wizards, but also by some professors!

The singer in the sky didn't wait any longer; the prelude was over, and it was time to get to the main event.

He spoke frankly:

"Let me answer for you! You're scared, you're scared to death, you're so scared you can't even speak! But what good is being scared?"

Today, a harmless 3D image has terrified you so much that you can't even speak.

What if tomorrow, a fierce-looking dark wizard stands before you, ready to cast a killing curse on you?

The day after tomorrow, Voldemort will gather another group of Death Eaters and return to begin slaughtering your family, friends, classmates, and teachers.

Are you just going to stand there like idiots, not saying a word, watching the tragedy unfold, and obediently waiting to die?

The Sorting Hat divided you into four houses based on four qualities: loyalty, courage, wisdom, and ambition. It's not meant to make you stick to the qualities of your own house!

Courage is a quality everyone should possess; it shouldn't be the exclusive domain of Gryffindor!