The atmosphere in Hogwarts' Great Hall was slightly tense...
Because unlike Hermione, the teachers and students here had already seen some frightening scenes and terrifying changes on another screen—the screen showing the other champion, Harry Potter!
By now, those warships had left Northrend, the Northern Continent of Azeroth, and were on their way back to Lordaeron. Meanwhile, Hermione, along with everyone else in Lordaeron City, remained completely unaware of what had happened. They were even faintly excitedly awaiting the return of Prince Arthas and the champions after their triumphant victory over the demons?
Without a doubt, the teachers and students were sweating bullets for Hermione and the Kingdom of Lordaeron. But there was nothing they could do. No matter how loudly they shouted or how badly they wanted to warn them, the people on the other side could neither hear nor see them. Thus, all they could do was anxiously watch the screens in the Great Hall and keep a close eye on the situation.
"Cough, cough!"
"Professor Annie, are you really sure that the changes in Harry won't affect him later? I don't know why, but I just can't stop worrying when I look at him..."
"You know, a person's soul and personality really can affect them, so I'm genuinely worried."
Looking at Harry on the screen, shrouded in black robes until even his face was indistinct, then at Prince Arthas, the Lordaeron troops returning with the fleet, the mercenaries, and the additional soldiers, Dumbledore felt a constant sense of dread. He had no choice but to ask again.
If the things he feared most really happened, it would be disastrous! He had every reason to worry and to ask a few more questions, because this matter was extremely important to him, to the entire Wizarding World, and to