I, Hogwarts Second Week

Harry stared at Snape.

He didn't understand why the other party would help him.

"There's no next time Potter!" Snape noticed Harry's gaze.

He said coldly: "This is the last time I will help you."

"Is this the task assigned to you by Dumbledore?" Harry immediately guessed the reason for this situation.

Snape said nothing.

While he was escaping, he had to deal with the pursuing Death Eaters.

"Are you a spy? A double agent?"

"I think it would be better for you to focus on the enemy behind you now," Snape said sarcastically.

Even if Harry knew the truth, he still had that expression.

He and Harry Potter had an invisible shield that nothing could break.

It would be the best outcome for the two of them to become the most familiar strangers.

"Boom!" Another magic spell exploded.

Harry and Snape fell.

He stood up, protected the Potter behind him, and then looked indifferently into the distance.

Just as the Death Eaters and Voldemort caught up.

A figure appeared out of thin air next to them.

"Hey - Harry Potter."

It was Dobby, wearing exquisite life-size armor and holding a dagger.

"Dobby?" Harry was overjoyed and said quickly: "Take us away quickly!"

"No problem!" Dobby said seriously, reaching out to grab him and Snape, and then disapparated away from here.

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On the other side, in the Forbidden Forest, countless [Sons of Omen] appeared out of nowhere.

They are all over ten feet tall.

The whole body exudes an earthy yellow shimmer, and the shimmer is continuous, like a flame.

There is a smell of sulfur in the air.

Wherever they go, the earth seems to lose its vitality, the snow melts, and the earth cracks.

A strong smell of corruption enveloped the entire forest.

"Oh my god!!!"

"Merlin on top!"

As long as the wizards saw this [Evil Omen] army, they were all shocked by its terrifying scale.

That's not just a few hundred thousand.

They went on and on and the whole forest was on fire.

Standing in the tower of Hogwarts and looking into the distance.

It was as if a hole had been opened in the sky or the earth, allowing these abominable beasts to appear endlessly.

"Is this the end of the world?" the wizards all said in horror.

Face this number of enemies.

Even the bravest people can panic.

"Where's Coatl?"

"Where is she?"

"Tonks! Where is she?"

Theseus Scamander was brought back to the castle by Kreacher.

As soon as he landed, he yelled and looked for someone.

"I'm here!" It was Koyatel who spoke.

She and Ron had just arrived deep in the Forbidden Forest.

But in the process, more and more Death Eaters were encountered.

The American wizards who went with her could not withstand the pressure. In order to avoid heavy casualties, they had to retreat.

Originally, Koatl just wanted to enter the Forbidden Forest to inquire about information and see what kind of backup plan Voldemort had prepared, but now there is no need for it.

The legion of [Sons of Bad Omen] that fills the mountains and plains is the back-up force.

"Contact the Muggles and get them involved," Theseus Scamander said. "Tell them not to try to catch us all!"

Of course he knew the Muggles' plans. After all, the Federation is not blind when it comes to deploying troops on a large scale.

It's just that he considered that there might be an emergency and Muggle power might be able to help them, so he acquiesced to this behavior.

"Go east and you will find them easily!"

"Okay!" Koatl nodded, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he was stopped by Theseus Scamander: "Wait a minute - bring a team of people over."

"Once the Muggles attack, the Death Eaters will definitely go there. You have to be responsible for blocking them."

"Also - keep an eye on them, keep an eye on the Muggles - if I'm not mistaken, they will probably want to use that weapon to kill us all, friend or foe alike."

"I understand!" Koyatel said solemnly, and then immediately turned around and left.

Theseus Scamander then found George and Fred.

Compared with magic spells, their metal puppets are easier to deal with [Son of Omen].

He didn't expect the twins to be able to block all the [Sons of Omen], as long as they could attract firepower.

"Are you okay?" Without stopping, Theseus Scamander found Neville and Luna again.

Without him having to say anything, the two little wizards understood what they were going to do.

"Too many," Neville said.

"Yes, if there are only a few thousand we might be able to resist them." Seamus next to him said.

"You don't need to eliminate them all, just kill the enemy as much as possible." Theseus Scamander said straightforwardly: "I will send a team of people to protect your safety. Just cast the spell with all your heart. "

"No problem!" Simo said, "Origin magic is all I know, and I'm very proficient in it now."

Neville and Luna also nodded one after another.

Of the eight origin magics, most of the little wizards in D.A. have only mastered the creation of Star Rain.

Even Hermione doesn't fully master all Origin Magic.

There are only three stargazing spells that she is relatively proficient in using.

"Next" Theseus Scamander looked into the distance.

He's done all he can.

The winner of this war is not in your own hands.

All he could do was delay time, delaying time for Harry and Owen.

Dumbledore had no idea what plans he had left for them.

And all he could do was pray, pray that the damn plan would succeed.

On the other side, Harry and Owen met at the North Gate of Hogwarts.

Hermione also appeared here by coincidence.

"Harry!" Hagrid's eyes lit up, and he rushed to Harry with tears in his eyes and hugged him into his arms.

"Oh! You're alive! Still alive!"

Snape beside him was ignored by him.

But it was obvious that Snape didn't want to say anything to Hagrid.

He left here alone and walked towards the castle.

After dozens of seconds, Hagrid's enthusiasm subsided a little.

Then it was Hermione's turn to hug again.

"You know I won't really die, right?" After exchanging a few words of comfort with Hermione, Harry came to Owen.

"Did you just meet Dumbledore?" Owen did not answer directly, but asked another question.

"Well -" Harry nodded: "Yes, I went to a strange place, it was like the place we had been to before in the Department of Mystery Management of the Ministry of Magic, that is the Twisted Illusion.

But in my fantasy, that place looked more like Muggle King's Cross Station, where we took the Hogwarts Express every year at the beginning of school. I did meet Dumbledore there, and he told me a lot, Including his past, his plan, and that I am the last Horcrux. "Harry paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking. His eyes wandered back and forth on Owen's face, and he had a lot to say.

"Voldemort's killing curse hit me. I don't know why I didn't die, but the Horcrux in my head should have been destroyed, and his soul fragments were gone. What happened after that, we still can't defeat it. Voldemort?"

"There are many reasons why you didn't die." Owen explained: "It was the result of several complex factors."

"First the Elder Wand."

"The Elder Wand?" Harry thought for a moment. He had just discussed the Elder Wand with Dumbledore in a trance.

It's just that he talked too much at that time, and he didn't have time to connect a lot of information together.

"Wait a minute - you mean, the owner of the Elder Wand is not Voldemort? But he clearly killed Grindelwald."

Owen's eyes darkened.

"Oh! Sorry, I didn't mean anything else." Harry said quickly.

"It doesn't matter." Owen took a deep breath: "You should think about it carefully."

"Think about it?" Harry pondered, and suddenly a detail that he had ignored came to his mind. "I remembered that in Godric's Hollow, I once disarmed Mr. Grindelwald's wand!"

"So the owner of the Elder Wand - is me?"

"That's right!" Owen nodded: "Although I don't know exactly how Dumbledore arranged it, but in the end the master of the Elder Wand can only be you."

After seeing Harry's eyes of realization.

He further explained: "The second possibility is because of the protective spell of love that belongs to your mother!"

"Voldemort still has your mother's magic within him."

"His magic can't kill you, so he can only kill the part of Voldemort's soul that's in you."

"That's why you have to face Voldemort."

"So that's it!" Harry didn't expect that this would involve his mother's magic.

Maybe - he suddenly realized.

During the Goblet of Fire year, had Dumbledore anticipated this situation? He had been prepared for it a few years ago.

Harry couldn't help but have more respect for this greatest headmaster.

Because the other party saved his life, if Dumbledore had not arranged for him to face Voldemort, maybe he would have to die this time.

"The last reason."

"Is there another reason?" Harry stared at Owen in surprise.

"You'll know right away. This is also the final test!" Owen's tone suddenly became distant.

Somehow, the final outcome is coming soon.

"Know what?"

Harry had just asked.

A large number of Death Eaters appeared on the stone bridge in front of the north gate of Hogwarts.

The leader Voldemort stood in front of the stone bridge, his black robes fluttering and his silver hair dancing. His face was pale but with a kind of morbid fanaticism, his scarlet eyes were locked directly on Harry, and a cruel smile curved at the corner of his mouth.

"I thought you would run away like a mouse."

He looked at Harry and said.

"Oh! The other one is here too, which saves me a lot of energy!"

He looked at Owen again.

"Don't think everyone else thinks the same as you, Tom!" Harry shouted at Voldemort: "If I wanted to escape, I wouldn't have appeared in the Forbidden Forest just now!"

"You didn't kill me. You could never defeat me!"

"Haha——" Voldemort smiled cruelly with anger, his whole face was trembling.

The next second, his whole body lit up with golden light, and a complex magic ring appeared in front of him, followed by a huge golden sword that shot towards Harry like a meteor.

At the critical moment, Owen suddenly reached out and pushed Harry away, who was about to cast a spell to resist.

He appeared in front of the golden sword brightly.

Then something shocking happened.

Owen's golden sword deflected without using any magic.

It shot towards a flower bed.

It split the thousand-year-old precious flower bed in half.

"Owen!" Hermione was startled.

She hurried forward to check if Owen was injured.

"It's okay!" He gave a forced smile.

His guess was verified.

The ending was already determined.

"Did you cast a spell just now? I didn't see anything." Harry stared at Owen in surprise.

"No, I didn't." Owen shook his head and looked at Harry. "You're right, Harry, Voldemort can no longer hurt you or anyone in Hogwarts."

"What's going on?" Hermione looked at Owen in confusion.

Compared to her, Harry had understood, "Is this the third reason you mentioned?" He said, "It's because I did what my mother did."

Harry understood.

He drew out his wand and faced Voldemort.

Nothing could scare him this time.

He looked directly into the other's scarlet eyes with great power.

"You can't hurt us anymore. You failed, Tom!"

"Lucky! Accidental!" Voldemort shouted. He shot out dozens of golden swords again.

But the result was the same as the one shot at Owen.

No matter who he aimed at, the attack would be deflected when it landed on everyone.

"Don't you understand yet?" Harry said loudly: "My mother died to save me, is this an accident?"

"During the Battle of Hogwarts, I decided to resist, is this also an accident? On the top of the Azkaban Tower, in the Forbidden Forest tonight, I still survived, are these all accidents?"

"Hehe——" Voldemort laughed crazily.

He suddenly shot out the golden sword, this time it was not the people of Hogwarts, but the Death Eaters beside him.

In an instant, more than a dozen Death Eaters were killed by him.

"Why!" He shouted.

The surrounding Death Eaters retreated as if they were running for their lives.

In an instant, a small vacuum zone appeared around him.

"You will never kill any of them again, never again. Do you understand? To stop you from hurting these people, I am prepared to die--"

"You didn't!" Voldemort roared.

The ancient magic in his body swept around like a huge wave.

The stone bridge was shattered, and the water of the Black Lake was stirred and churned, flooding Hogwarts.

The whole sky was dark.

But no matter how he cast magic, he couldn't hurt the people of Hogwarts.

Even the water of the Black Lake that rushed towards the people of Hogwarts was deflected.

"——I made up my mind! This is the key. I did what my mother did."

"Love again?" Voldemort said, his pale face full of mockery: "Oh——Dumbledore's magic weapon, he claimed to conquer death, but he didn't save himself! He died, died in front of me, without love, without any false deception, his body is rotting, his soul has returned to the god of death!"

"And I! I am the god of death!!!"

Voldemort shouted frantically.

For several hours, all the accidents made his remaining sanity evaporate in anger.

Now he has only one idea.

That is to kill the stumbling block in front of him with all his strength!

Suddenly, it seemed as if the hand of fate was pulling the two.

Harry and Voldemort raised their wands at the same time.

Sent the curse of fate to each other.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Expelliarmus!"