Became good friends with the Boy Who Lived

"The life and death competition is over," Hassan Sabbah's magnetic but emotionless voice sounded, "The winner... Master..."

Hassan Sabbah's domain dissipated, and Eris, Harry, Draco, and Neville stood side by side. Behind them, the five assassins Hassan Sabbah, Cursed Arm, Star Shine, Hundred Faces, and Silence stood silently.

Aris waved his wand, and Voldemort's boiled egg-like head floated into the air, with bright red blood dripping continuously. To ensure that the teachers, students, and heroes in Hogwarts could hear him, Aris used a loudspeaker spell and roared in a very loud voice:

"Voldemort is dead. I... Aeris Grindelwald... the grandson of the first Dark Lord, give you a choice: leave now, or fight to the death with us. Now... choose! Who wants to be the next to die..."

Before Aerys finished his words, the five assassins led by Hassan Sabbah disappeared instantly and then reappeared where they were standing before. The only difference was that there were five more cold corpses in the Death Eaters' team.

The Death Eaters Disapparated in fear. In fact, they no longer wanted to fight and had long wanted to retreat and leave. If it weren't for Voldemort's tyranny, they would have left when the first siege failed.

"Draco...Draco..." Two rather disheveled men stumbled over. They were Narcissa and Lucius Malfoy.

The Malfoy family sticks together. Some things become precious only after they are lost. I believe that Lucius Malfoy will restrain his ambitions and focus more on his family in the future.

However, now that our little dragon has grown into a giant dragon (Draco means Dragon), he should not be so easily affected by his father's actions, right? ...Probably!

"Now that our mission has been completed, it's time for us to return to Valhalla. We look forward to our next meeting, Master!" After Hassan Sabbah finished speaking, the other assassins also nodded.

"Thank you for coming here, Mr. Shanzhongweng!" Aeris thanked him sincerely.

The five assassins did not respond, but turned into black spots in the sky and disappeared.

"No, do you still care about me and my brother?" Hagrid's loud voice rang out, "If you want to celebrate the victory, put us down first, let's celebrate together, okay?"

Aeris looked at Harry and Neville, and said in a complaining tone: "Why don't you put Hagrid and the others down first?"

Neville scratched his head in embarrassment, and Harry also said in embarrassment: "Your series of actions really made our brains crash, Aeris! For a moment, we forgot that Hagrid was still here!"

Aeris gave the Sword of Gryffindor to Neville, and he and Harry released Hagrid and Grawp respectively. Hagrid still had to comfort Grawp, so Aeris and Harry went back to Hogwarts first.

"Leave Tom's body here!" Hagrid said, "After all, we were classmates. Even though he once framed me, he is dead now. Let me give him a decent funeral."

It's really ironic that the person who was willing to bury Voldemort was Hagrid, the half-human and half-giant whom he had always looked down upon.

Facing the rising sun, Hogwarts was filled with jubilation. Everyone was expressing their happiness. The bodies of some heroes began to dissipate into magic. Although they had only fought side by side for one night, the professors and students had already established a deep friendship with these heroes.

"These are just my humble opinions, ma'am!" Avisbron said, "But this can indeed greatly increase the defense and attack power of these stone men."

"Oh! Thank you so much, Avisbronn!" said Professor McGonagall. "I have learned a lot from you!"

"You're welcome, ma'am!" Avisbron saluted gracefully, but he still looked weird with four arms. "I look forward to our next meeting."

Avisbronn turned into magic light spots and dissipated. Some of the magic light spots floated in front of Professor McGonagall. Professor McGonagall touched them subconsciously and muttered to herself: "Some knowledge that I have never been exposed to? I didn't expect there would be a parting gift..."

"Sister Atalanta...Sister Atalanta..." Naya Prewett cried with tears in her eyes, "Can we meet again in the future? Can we meet again in the future?"

"I will turn into a star and protect every child!" Atalanta said with a smile. As her figure disintegrated, a strand of white hair fell. Naya Prewitt hurriedly caught it and held it to his heart...

"Young men, when you have nothing to do, you should exercise your muscles more!" Leonidas I said loudly while showing off his streamlined muscles to the younger students, but his body gradually turned into magic and dissipated.

Some lower grade students shouted: "Goodbye, uncle! Goodbye..."

Some students who like magical animals gathered around Darius III. The mammoths he materialized were very docile when they were not fighting.

Seeing Aeris and the others coming back, some heroic spirits who had not yet dispersed gathered together, led by Artoria again.

Altria said in a cold voice: "Thank you, Master, for protecting our Britain!"

The Knights of the Round Table all saluted Aesir, leaning their swords on the ground and nodding slightly. This was the highest courtesy shown to anyone other than the king.

"I should thank you for coming to help!" Aeris said with a smile.

"Then we will return to Valhalla, Master, take care!" As Altria finished her words, the Knights of the Round Table turned into magic power and dissipated.