Harry Potter I Am Death

Voldemort lost another Horcrux, but this time, the Horcrux was destroyed in his own hands.

So far, there is only one Horcrux left by Voldemort-Nagini the Serpent.

The sky was getting brighter, but the people in the castle stayed up all night.

The sacrifice of that war was huge. The auditorium should have been a gathering place for teachers and students, but now it was full of corpses.

The sobs echoed throughout the castle, but the people still held on to their wands, because they didn't know when the war would come again.

When people were remembering and preparing for the war, Eli seemed a little out of place, as if he was looking for something.

"Where did it go?" Eli muttered, looking around with his eyes wide open, when he just came out of the principal's office.

"The Sorting Hat is coming!" Eli yelled softly, but there was no reaction at all.

He scratched his head in distress, "Hiss, it really can't be summoned."

Just when he was at a loss what to do, the old hat among the ruins finally came into his sight.

Eli rushed up to pick up the hat, shaking it, "Ahem, ahem...stop, you rude bastard!"

The largest pleat on the Sorting Hat opened and closed, making a drake-like sound.

But Eli didn't seem to hear it at all. He turned his hat back and forth, but he didn't see the Gryffindor sword he was looking for.

Just a while ago, the Gryffindor sword disappeared again because he wouldn't always stay in the same place, like his master, Godric Gryffindor.

But this sword is the best weapon to destroy Voldemort's last Horcrux, the Serpent Nagini.

Now that Harry was alone in danger, they couldn't let Harry's efforts go to waste.

"You boy, how rude! Oh, what are you doing... oh... ah... there... don't... um~"

The Sorting Hat made strange noises, causing the surrounding students to look sideways, and Eli finally stopped.

"Tell me, where is the sword!" Eli couldn't get it by chance, so he switched to grab it.

The Sorting Hat pursed its mouth, "How do I know, that guy is as virtuous as his master, stays away all day, and leaves me alone every time... oh oh oh..."

Eli was annoyed, closed his eyes helplessly, and put the Sorting Hat aside casually.

"Hey! I said that you are a person, you can do whatever you want, and you will find someone else without asking, and now you are throwing me around. No matter what I say, you can be regarded as a veteran of the school, so you To the elders? Merlin, it's unreasonable... blah blah blah..."

Eli had no choice but to speed up and leave, he really couldn't stand the broken mouth of that damned broken hat.

Voldemort led his men to Hogwarts in a mighty way. Although another Horcrux was destroyed, he was in a good mood now, there was one left, and he solved his lifelong enemy Harry Potter, Deng Xiaoping. Bullido is also dead, and this country belongs to him alone.

He walked confidently and sonorously. Not far away was Hagrid, who was chained by a pile of chains. Hagrid was hugging the motionless Harry Potter.

When the people in the castle saw the Death Eaters phalanx not far away, they immediately stopped crying and missing, and picked up their wands again, preparing for the coming war.

They stood in the castle, their disheveled looks matched the dilapidated castle very well.They guarded the castle, with the momentum of living and dying with the castle.

There was a trace of disdain and pride in the corner of Voldemort's mouth, and he didn't notice any of the rest.

By the way, there is also that Eli Hall, who will definitely get rid of this difficult student later.

"What is Hagrid holding?" Ginny's pupils were trembling. "What is he holding?"

It wasn't until the Death Eaters and everyone at Hogwarts faced each other across the square that Ginny let out a miserable cry and was about to rush, but Hermione stopped her.

The people in the castle gradually saw the corpse in Hagrid's arms clearly.Despair once again hung over their heads, and Harry Potter died.

"Harry Potter is my father!" (Voldemort retracts a message)
"Harry Potter is dead!" Voldemort shouted wildly, opening his hands.

The Death Eaters laughed wildly, and Voldemort enjoyed it so much that he had fantasized about today's scene every night for decades.

"Harry Potter is dead!" He once again used words to torture everyone who was familiar with Harry Potter.

"Hey hey!" Voldemort smiled knowingly.

"Harry Potter is dead, and so is Dumbledore. No one can stand against me, so from now on, you all owe me your allegiance."

Everyone at Hogwarts was about to cry.

Some people in the Death Eater team showed disdainful expressions, and Bellatrix even winked. She didn't think these people deserved to be loyal to her master.

"Now I will give you a chance. Those who are loyal to me will stand up, and I will give you glory and wealth."

After speaking, Voldemort opened his hands again in a gesture of welcome, and the scene suddenly became quiet, and the depression spread in everyone's heart.

"I've always thought that you are always easy to be happy too early, Tom." A vigorous voice came into the arena, and everyone's hearts trembled violently.

Everyone in Hogwarts raised their heads in surprise, and when they saw the figure in the robe, they began to cheer.

The team of Death Eaters also caused an uproar, and everyone showed panic.Voldemort even froze the smile on his face.Some people have been battling the two strands.

Harry Potter, lying in Hagrid's arms, trembled violently.

"You're not..." Voldemort murmured subconsciously.

"It seems that you don't welcome me, but I'm your teacher." Dumbledore showed a familiar smile.

"Ultimate death!" Harry Potter, who was already dead, suddenly started attacking Nagini.

Everyone at Hogwarts cheered again in surprise.

"Look, look, I said he should have been in Slytherin!" the Sorting Hat shouted loudly.

Voldemort let out a knowing roar, and the green light struck Dumbledore. Surprise has always been his style of dueling.

The battle is on the verge of breaking out, the terrifying magic power sweeps the audience, and the duel between legendary wizards is like a duel between gods.

Voldemort was insane, he roared and cast spells hysterically.

He thought he had been tricked, like a monkey being played by Dumbledore between applause.

Voldemort's eyes were scarlet, like a real devil.

But Dumbledore is not a fuel-efficient lamp. He is already super powerful and holds the Elder Wand that Voldemort is thinking about. Voldemort's attack did not hurt Dumbledore at all.

Someone in the Death Eater team saw that something was wrong and turned into a cloud of black mist and fled.Bellatrix waving her hands and yelling "Come back!"

And she may not have thought that the master she admired all her life was also thinking of running away at this time.

Just as Voldemort turned into a cloud of black mist, a circle of raging blue flames suddenly rode around him.

The blue flame emitted terrifying heat, and Voldemort was imprisoned in the circle.

An old man appeared not far away, "I haven't used it for a long time, and I don't know if it can still work."

"It seems to be not bad. It's always going to be strong." Dumbledore laughed.

"Who's that?" asked Ron from the crowd.

"That might be Professor Dumbledore's old friend." Eli replied casually.

"Don't be ridiculous, let's go pick up Harry." Ron rolled his eyes, obviously not believing Eli's words.

Harry was running frantically towards this side, almost being affected by the battle.Ron came up to meet him, "Slow down, slow down, don't fall." Plop! "Look, it fell."

Inside the circle, Grindelwald, Dumbledore, and Voldemort were fighting fiercely, while Bella outside was frantically trying to rescue her master.

But where is Grindelwald's magic that Bellatrix can shake?

Bella's hard work was fruitless, and she focused on the people watching the show nearby.

"Awada..." Before the mantra was finished, she saw her head flying high, and a round of stone swords slashed across her neck.

"Eli, that's the statue you put in the classroom!" Hermione pointed to the majestic statue standing behind Bella.

The flames rose high and formed a large ball.Terrible magic fluctuations came from inside constantly, and people had to use the Iron Armor Curse to resist these magic fluctuations.

After an unknown amount of time, when the flames dissipated, all that was left on the field were ashes except for the two old men.