"Flitwick, take Luna with you. We're leaving."
Seeing that all the students had left, Professor McGonagall spoke as she held the dead child in her arms.
"Wait."
Before Flitwick could move, the Diadem spoke first. "Wake her up. Maybe she doesn't want to leave with you."
"What do you mean?" McGonagall glared at the Diadem, her eyes full of hatred.
If she hadn't feared Voldemort's reputation, and if she hadn't been afraid of hurting the students, she would have exploded long ago.
Of course, more importantly, she was waiting for Dumbledore's support.
"Once she wakes up, you'll know the answer." The Diadem didn't answer her question.
Everyone's gaze turned toward Voldemort. Clearly, he was still in control of the situation here.
"Lucius, wake her up," Voldemort said in a low voice.
"Yes."
Lucius cast a spell, and Luna murmured softly as she woke.
"You've come back to life?"
The first thing she saw was the Diadem.
"As you can see." The Diadem opened his arms.
"Then my mother..."
"It isn't that easy. I told you that long ago, didn't I?" The Diadem replied with a smile.
"Luna, are you all right?" Flitwick stepped forward and crouched beside her.
Luna turned to look at him, somewhat bewildered, then shook her head.
"Will you come with me, Luna?" the Diadem asked.
Flitwick glared at him angrily, but before he could turn back, he heard Luna's answer.
"Of course."
Voldemort raised an eyebrow. He was pretty good at persuading people himself.
"Luna, what are you saying?" Flitwick turned and asked loudly.
"He can bring my mother back to life. I don't think I want to keep studying at Hogwarts." Luna's tone remained calm.
This little girl, who was always so dazed and absent-minded, wasn't as hesitant as Neville.
"You..."
"Headmaster Flitwick," Voldemort said,