"You know damn well it isn’t,’ Harry gave him an offended look and turned away. Voldemort had indeed wasted a few loops trying to take control of the school; almost all of them had been successful, as at some point Harry simply stopped trying to oppose him — it was absolutely pointless, as with the last rays of the setting sun, everything fell back into place. He was back in the forest and Voldemort, surrounded by his loyal Death Eaters, was waiting for him in the thicket. Harry didn’t want to relive the deaths of his friends over and over again, so he simply led them away from the castle: at first he had tried to explain the situation to them, to get them to help him with honest advice or fresh ideas, but then gave up on that plan.