His beard had caught fire.
Sparks still clung to it.
His other hand was supporting Darren.
Darren's face was deathly pale, his eyes tightly shut.
"Thank goodness, he's still alive!"
Hagrid comforted Harry.
He picked Darren up and looked at Harry. "It's not too bad yet. With Dumbledore here, everything can be handled."
Dumbledore Is Dead!!
Harry looked at Hagrid's confident face.
Several times, he opened his mouth, wanting to tell him that Dumbledore was dead.
But he could not get a single word out.
They hurried to the Hospital Wing.
At that moment, Madam Pomfrey was pacing anxiously back and forth.
When she saw Darren, a pained expression appeared on her face.
"He nearly died. If you'd been any later, he definitely would have died... What on earth happened today?
Why have there been so many incidents? I heard them shouting that the Death Eaters had appeared too?
Where's Dumbledore?"
"He..."
Harry opened his mouth, but could not speak.
Neither Hagrid nor Madam Pomfrey pressed him further.
They seemed never to have considered that something might have happened to Dumbledore.
Madam Pomfrey and Hagrid were both more focused on Darren.
Madam Pomfrey fed Darren a great deal of potion.
Under her efforts, some color finally returned to Darren's face.
Only then did Harry hear the commotion outside.
Hagrid finally seemed to regain the desire to talk.
He looked puzzled. "Harry, why were you and Darren chasing Snape? I saw you chasing after him and attacking him. Darren looked like he wanted to kill him, and so did you..."
Harry's throat seized up.
"He killed..."
He could not finish.
But someone else said the rest for him.
It was Darren.
He had regained consciousness again.
A pained, guilty expression appeared on his face. "He killed Headmaster Dumbledore... Headmaster Dumbledore fell