Harry Potter I Am Death

"Did you read it?" Eli's voice was deeper than the night.

The Death Eaters retreated one after another in accordance with Voldemort's order, leaving only ruins and corpses strewn all over the ground.

The thousand-year-old castle survived the baptism of the years, but failed to withstand the pressure of darkness, and eventually became riddled with holes.

The night was dark and thick with the smell of blood, and Harry came out in a daze.

Eli seemed to have been waiting here for a long time, but the blood stains on his hands that hadn't completely solidified told his long thoughts just now.

Harry just nodded, his eyes became hollow, just like Snape in the past, no matter how he looked at him, he always felt that there was infinite depth hidden in those eyes.

"How is he?" Harry walked to Eli and leaned against the railing, but unfortunately the railing had collapsed long ago, which made him look crooked and listless.

"Using a lot of medicine, Madam Pomfrey has tried her best. I guarantee that Madam Pomfrey will forcefully stay in the ward for a whole year when the professor wakes up."

Eli looked at Harry, but his joke wasn't that funny, it didn't brighten Harry's face.

Eli let out a long sigh, feeling helpless in his heart.

Harry looked at the dark forest from afar.He used to want to follow the Weasley twins to break into it many times, but now it will become his burial place.

He wasn't crying, it wasn't that he was pretending to be calm, it was just that what he had experienced didn't tell him how to react to the current situation.

"Will I die?" After a long silence, Harry spit out this sentence as if asking a question.

Eli turned his head to look at him, and he suddenly remembered that that night at the Weasleys' house, Harry also asked him a question, and he didn't know how to answer it like now.

Suddenly, Eli seemed to have thought of something, he fumbled around hurriedly, and finally pulled out a small golden ball.

Harry looked at Eli in surprise, wondering why the Quidditch match's Golden Snitch was in his hands, but after a while these things would have nothing to do with him.

The Golden Snitch lay quietly on Eli's palm, and suddenly seemed to be activated. The golden wings stretched in the night, reflecting a faint light.

The changes didn't stop, the Snitch's sphere was opened, and a black stone was slowly exposed inside, which was inconspicuous in the night.

"The resurrection stone, one of the Deathly Hallows, you bring it this time." Eli handed the resurrection stone out.

Harry took the resurrection stone, and felt a cold touch from his hand, "Resurrection stone? I mean, isn't this a legend?"

"Believe it," Eli said, "remember that story Hermione used to read? The story of the three brothers. The Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone, the Invisibility Cloak. The three Deathly Hallows symbolize the authority of Death. Now it is certain , these three things are at least real.”

Eli pointed to the Resurrection Stone in Harry's hand and said, "Professor Dumbledore and I have studied it. This stone does have some soul abilities, but we don't know how far it can go."

Harry's heart, which had sunk to the bottom, gradually became active again, hoping to emanate from this inconspicuous little stone in his hand.

It's better to have a dead horse as a living horse doctor than nothing.It was something Eli had said, and now Harry used it to console himself.

"Is that memory... real? Professor him..." Harry said suddenly.

Eli nodded, "Yes, I don't know exactly what you saw, but what is certain is that Professor Snape is not as bad as we once thought."

Harry saw a complete memory from Snape's tear, which was the story about Snape and Lily.

He saw the love between Snape and Lily, saw Snape's jealousy because of Lily, and saw Snape's self-blame for Lily's death.

The phrase "Always" made his soul tremble, and the doe's whiteness shocked him.

"Mother's Patronus is a doe, isn't it? Snape...professor too."

"It's amazing, isn't it? One person's Patronus can change when another person dies."

"The professor has taken on a lot. He has to sneak into the ranks of the Death Eaters. At the same time, he needs to protect your safety in the school."

"Until I was killed by Voldemort."

……

The night is getting thicker and thicker, and the breath of death is getting closer and closer.

After all, Harry is on the road to the forest. Behind him are his friends and family, and in front of him is the black hole that will swallow his life.

"Didn't see Harry Potter." A Death Eater said nervously,

said Voldemort.

Bellatrix came up immediately, "I said it, master. He is a coward, let's attack. I will definitely catch him!"

Voldemort's face was gloomy and ugly, and the pair of snake pupils were so cold that it was shocking.

He turned around quietly, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and suddenly, a pervasive smile appeared on his face.

"There you are at last, Harry Potter."

The Death Eaters looked over in surprise, and sure enough, there stood a boy they were all familiar with.

"Yes, I'm here. I hope you can keep your promise." Harry said in a deep voice.

The smile on Voldemort's face grew brighter, "Okay, since you've come, I will keep my promise and give them a way out."

He turned around, and the two looked at each other, and the bond that had been separated for more than ten years was finally connected together.

Voldemort slowly raised his wand, and huge magic power was gathering.

Harry pinched the resurrection stone in his hand, and he was always surrounded by unprecedented murderous intent.

"Avada Kedavra!" The roaring spell broke the tranquility of the forest, and the miserable green light pierced the gloomy night.

The resurrection stone emits a dense light, and Harry Potter and Voldemort resonate.

When the green light disappeared, Harry's eyes were filled with white light.

He seems to have been in a deep sleep for a long time, and it seems that he has never fallen asleep. This place is not like the world, there seems to be no passage of time, and no end of space.

He always felt that he had been here before, and the familiar place turned out to be King's Cross Station.

"This is..." Harry didn't know where he had come to, the world was white, and although everything looked so familiar, it always felt very different.

There seemed to be a little noise next to him, and he judged the source of the sound, and slowly moved towards a long bench.

He squatted down, and suddenly found that there was a monster that looked like it had no skin and was covered in blood curled up under the bench.

He was terrified. Could this be the feeling of death?There is no pain, but the impoverishment of eternal life is more terrible than all pain.