Sorrow spread swiftly outward from The Hog's Head Inn.
Villagers, Ministry of Magic employees, Allied Hit Wizards, faculty, and stranded young wizards alike.
Everyone, swept up by the shocking and grief-stricken news, drifted blankly toward The Hog's Head Inn.
The bodies of Albus Dumbledore and Gellert Grindelwald were soon moved out of the bedroom and placed in the main hall of The Hog's Head Inn for people to pay their respects.
Those close to them, including Aberforth, Hogwarts faculty, and witches and wizards from the Order of the Phoenix, remained in the sitting room to keep Albus Dumbledore company.
The stone wall before the tavern had been moved aside. People formed lines on Hogsmeade's main street, entered the alley leading to The Hog's Head Inn, passed through the narrow lane before the tavern, silently looked once upon the old man who had fallen into eternal sleep, and then left.
Apart from Hagrid's howling sobs, there was no other noisy sound.
In silence, people gave voice to the confusion and helplessness in their hearts.
What were they supposed to do next?
Amosta Breen was missing, and no one knew whether he was alive or dead.
Albus Dumbledore... even Gellert Grindelwald had left this world. What were they supposed to do now?
Who would lead them against Voldemort—a dark wizard who could move an entire island into the sky and summon terrifying giant serpents?
Harry stood amid the crowd as well, looking at every face in the sitting room as they mourned in silence.
Professor McGonagall, Remus, Sirius, Hagrid.
Ron and Hermione too.
Everyone's eyes were on Professor Dumbledore. No one noticed him.
Harry opened his mouth, but the grief hanging so heavily in the air crushed his voice, leaving him unable to make a sound.
Harry knew that if he told