A/N: Thank you all for more reviews, and just in case you didn't know, emodrop was supposed to be lemondrop, lol. Why is that so funny, A Fan? It's just a typo! And also, what is a troll? I don't think I am one, but you say you don't care if I'm a troll or not? lol, it doesn't sound like a nice thing to be, so let's just say I'm not.
"Dumbledore!" Andres couldn't help it, but she felt panic rising to her throat. Who had done this? She ran over to where he was chained on the bed. She was worried about him. He was moaning kind of loudly. At least he was conscious, but he didn't seem to realize that he was in the room.
"Dumbledore, are you hurt?" she said in a softer tone. He only moaned in reply, but his head nodded just a little bit. "Who did this to you?" Andrea asked.
"Voldemort." The words were barely visible on the old man's lips, and if Andrea hadn't been sure she had heard him correctly, she might have wondered if she had heard him correctly.
"Okay, listen, I am going to get you out of here," she turned quickly towards Ionia. "Go get help!" Andrea said, and Ionia did as asked. Andrea unchained Voldemort from the bed and helped him up.
"Can you walk?" she asked him, and he nodded. "Okay, good. We are going to get you someplace safe so that you can help save the world, okay?" he nodded. Then he spoke very softly, as if everything he had been through had taken the strength right out of him.
But Andrea could barely head what he had said. It sounded like, "It's over," but she had no idea what that would mean. What was over? Nothing had barely begun.
"Shh it's okay," she soothed. The old man was in pain.
Quickly, Andrea and Dumbledore ran down the hallway, Andrea helping Dumbledore keep up. They were going to get back to the room in the hallway where everyone else was waiting, and hopefully they would be able to do something from there. She felt kind of bad for admitting it, but Andrea was sort of glad that Dumbledore was here. For once she didn't have to be in charge and a grown-up could take over.
At what time they arrived back at the locker in the foyer, Harry, Crow, Ron, Hermione, and Ionia articulated immense enchantment at making out their treasured headmaster. Andrea promptly nevertheless economically put into plain words their circumstances, and then allocated Dumbledore to speak. The withered old man looked introverted and down in the dumps. When he spoke, he traumatized the human race.
"It is of no use," he said morosely. "Voldemort has taken over the wizarding world. There is nothing more we can do now. It is too late."
A/N: Okay that's the end of this story but there will be an andrea's fourth adventure veryveryvery soon!