"Professor Slughorn! Wait! Let us explain!"
The Slytherins who weren't sick chased after the departing professor, looking ready to cry.
No, it really wasn't like that!
Manus hadn't lied, but it really wasn't the way he'd made it sound... How were they supposed to explain this?
"Manus, wait a moment."
Manus had been about to leave, but Madam Pomfrey stopped him. He found a chair for visitors in the Hospital Wing and sat down to wait while she tended to the patients.
He'd planned to spend the time paying more attention to Hogsmeade Village... Things had grown much livelier there. Dark Wizards and Werewolves had joined the battle, and where had Voldemort found those Hags and Vampires?!
The same was true on Dumbledore's side. As the cracks of Apparition rang out one after another, people arrived from all over to help. They were fewer than the Death Eaters, but their average strength far surpassed Voldemort's forces.
"The Order of the Phoenix?"
Muninn picked up the name of the force following Dumbledore from what several wizards said.
They also kept talking about revenge. Did they mean the comrades who had died fighting Death Eaters in the past?
Surely they didn't mean Staky, who had faked his death...
They couldn't, could they?
Whatever the case, the Order of the Phoenix, driven by a desire for revenge, fought with extraordinary strength. The Death Eaters had some capable fighters, but most were comparatively weak. From above, it was clear they were being driven back.
Voldemort was growing restless.
This was the first time Manus had seen wizards in this world fight a large-scale battle. The clashes between Gryffindor and Slytherin at Hogwarts didn't count. How could it be a war if no one died?
Just look at the spells each side used. At Hogwarts,