[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

Shen Yanzhou held the Elder Wand, the Invisibility Cloak and the Resurrection Stone in his hands, and he suddenly felt a sense of relief.

He could hear angry abuse from all around him, accusing him of being a traitor.He cannot ignore these words, because he has indeed committed an unforgivable crime.

When countless spells attacked him, he didn't seem to feel the crisis at all, and just stood there motionless.

But those spells failed to hit him, and Voldemort rushed to his side at the fastest speed, blocking all the spells.The spells of ordinary wizards had no threat to Voldemort, and they were easily stopped by him.

Shen Yanzhou looked at the back of Voldemort who was standing in front of him. At that moment, he knew clearly that he probably hated this person. No one could force him into such a situation. Thinking of getting out of this world.

He has never seen this person's thoughts clearly, whether it was when he first met at the age of 11, or now—after he lost all his use value, he can still help him block all curses and abuse in front of him .

However, this is all coming to an end.

His journey is coming to an end.

The power of the Elder Wand, the Resurrection Stone and the Invisibility Cloak converged into a golden light, and the Tianyan pen shimmered with a glimmer of light. A translucent child walked up to Shen Yanzhou's side and held his hand.

Shen Yanzhou looked down at Tian Yanbi, the person closest to him in the true sense that he hadn't seen for more than ten years.

"Let's go?" Tian Yanbi smiled at him.

"Ah."

……

The curses reached the ears of the Dark Lord, but he seemed to have not heard it at all. He raised his wand in the victor's posture, silenced everyone, and ordered the Death Eaters to control the Phoenix as quickly as possible. society.

Then he turned his head to look at Shen Yanzhou who was protected behind him, but saw that he closed his eyes, and fell to the ground as if all his vitality was taken away in an instant.

Voldemort froze for a moment, his first reaction was that the attack had consumed too much of his magic power, causing him to fall into a coma.

But he couldn't feel any vitality and warmth on that body.

A trace of panic suddenly took root in the bottom of his heart like tiny vines, and then quickly grew into countless vines with claws and claws, tightly entwining his heart.

He squatted down and held the body that had lost its vitality in his arms. Feeling the rapid loss of temperature from that body, he suddenly felt a little overwhelmed.

"Why?" He murmured, it shouldn't be.

He had clearly blocked all the spells just now.

"His health has always been poor." Dumbledore stood up while leaning on the railing, his sky blue eyes were full of sadness that couldn't be resolved. "For him, death is just a journey that can be started at any time, and overdrawing the magic power will only speed up the process. This is thanks to you, Tom."

Voldemort felt his mind go blank, he suddenly didn't know what to do at this moment, should he feel sad?Or feel the joy of revenge?Why is his heart empty, nothing?

"He betrayed me." He kept saying as if he wanted to convince himself, "He betrayed me, he is a traitor, he doesn't deserve to live...Dumbledore, how does it feel to be betrayed? As if he had suddenly found some vent, Voldemort put down Shen Yanzhou's body, stood up, and took a few steps towards Dumbledore.He felt like he was going crazy, his mind went blank, but he could hardly suppress the urge to destroy everything.

"What the hell did you do?" asked Dumbledore, his voice weak and hoarse.

"I just let what happened to me back then come to you," said Voldemort. "You should be very clear about all this, right?"

"What?" Dumbledore frowned.

The expression on Voldemort's face was completely distorted, and a red light appeared in his eyes: "He is a person who can betray anyone at will, don't you know it best?"

"He didn't betray anyone," said Dumbledore calmly, looking directly into Voldemort's angry eyes.Shen Yanzhou said a word to him before taking away his old wand, and that word let Dumbledore know that the balance of victory had already been tilted in their favor.

"..." Voldemort stopped in his tracks, his expression was blank for a moment, and was soon filled with sarcasm: "I'm afraid you have completely forgotten the Albanian forest back then."

Dumbledore still didn't understand: "In the Albanian forest, you were the one who killed him."

"Stop pretending to be stupid!" A ferocious expression suddenly appeared on Voldemort's face. "Only he in this world can tell you where I am, only he knows the location of the manor - he betrayed me!"

Dumbledore looked at Voldemort, who was distorted by anger and hatred, and watched him repeat the same words as if he was constantly convincing himself, and suddenly understood everything.

"No, he never told anything about you," said Dumbledore.

"Impossible!" roared Voldemort.

"I won't lie to you, Tom." Dumbledore shook his head. "The person who gave me the information was Mr. Baxter, who died four years ago...if you can remember him."

Voldemort froze in place, his thoughts drifted to more than ten years ago, the past that he didn't want to recall at all, the memory that was full of a huge loophole, but he had turned a blind eye for so many years.

He thought of the anger, sadness, helplessness and bewilderment that seemed to overflow from Shen Yanzhou's eyes looking at him.

All the details that he deliberately ignored suddenly broke through.

He finally realized what kind of mistake he had made.

"No..." He took a few steps back, looking at Dumbledore blankly.

"Do you remember?" Dumbledore looked at him calmly.

Voldemort looked at Dumbledore without saying a word, as if caught in an endless nightmare.After a long time, he suddenly woke up, turned around, walked slowly to Shen Yanzhou's side step by step, and hugged his no longer warm body tightly into his arms. "Professor, professor..."

The Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix watched all this silently. They didn't understand what happened, but the heart-pounding mourning made them not act in such a tense atmosphere.

"Is he lying to me?" Voldemort seemed to calm down suddenly, and whispered softly, but the madness in his eyes shocked everyone. "Dumbledore's lying to me... isn't he?"

However, how could a dead person answer him.

"Master?" The Death Eaters couldn't bear to watch it any longer.

Voldemort seemed not to hear.

He suddenly felt ridiculous.Occupying Hogwarts and controlling the wizarding world, he almost covered the sky with one hand.Apart from Dumbledore, no one in this world is his opponent, and now Dumbledore can no longer pose a threat.He tried his best to use all the people he could use, but now he felt so empty.

It's like being deprived of everything in an instant, and then telling him mockingly: "You have always had nothing, and what you believe in is a lie that you made up from the beginning to the end."

Yeah, he has pretty much everything he wants and nothing.

He never knew love, never had love.He is powerful and omnipotent. In the final analysis, he is still the child who was squeezed out in the orphanage and scolded as a monster. He is eager to prove himself, but keeps losing his direction on the road, and finally loses himself completely.

Only this time, what he paid was no longer just a few toys.

……

James woke up from the controlled state with a jerk, he jumped out of his chair almost immediately, and rushed towards the door of the classroom without saying a word.

Sirius grabbed him: "What are you doing!"

"..." James glanced at him blankly, then shook off his hand, "Death Eaters are attacking the school!"

"We all know that," Sirius said.

"Are you going to do nothing here?" James suddenly roared as if he lost control of his emotions.

"But what can we do!" Sirius was inexplicably yelled at, and couldn't help but yell back: "We can only die if we go out!"

James stared fixedly at Sirius, and suddenly his eye circles turned red, which startled Sirius and the other students who had been silently watching.

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked helplessly.

"..." James lowered his head and shook his head: "I don't know, I just... I just don't think I can stay here."

"If your invisibility cloak is here, maybe we can sneak out and kill some Death Eaters." Sirius whispered to James when he suddenly thought of something.

"The invisibility cloak is gone." James shook his head. Although he was controlled, he still had memories of when he was controlled. He knew what he did while under control. "Teach... the godfather took it away."

"Professor Shen?"

James didn't speak, he stood there blankly, suddenly doubting his whole life.

His godfather was a Death Eater.

The godfather he had always regarded as the benchmark of his life, the godfather he had always obeyed and admired so much, was a Death Eater who put bad guys into schools and wreaked havoc.

... No, this is absolutely impossible!There must be some misunderstanding!His godfather couldn't be a Death Eater, he had to ask him face to face!

"The mysterious man asked Dumbledore to fight him at the Astronomy Tower just now," Remus said. "It's been a long time now... and nothing happened."

As soon as the words fell, the blue halo that had been guarding around the classroom suddenly shattered into countless pieces and disappeared into the air.

"The professor's spell has failed?" Sirius was stunned.

But before he had time to react, another more dazzling halo suddenly rose from the window of Hogwarts, covering Hogwarts entirely inside.Everyone under the halo, except the Death Eater with the Dark Mark, clearly felt that their injuries were recovering rapidly, and their magic power was continuously being replenished, as if it would never be exhausted generally.

Even Dumbledore felt that his damaged and disfigured body was recovering at an incredible speed, even better than his original physical condition.

Dumbledore blinked his sky blue eyes to hide the tears in those eyes full of sadness.

"I will sacrifice myself to save everyone. The spell will take effect after my death. Believe me, I am not a traitor."

I am not a traitor.

These were the last words Shen Yanzhou said to him.

Shen Yanzhou spent half a year in Hogwarts's range-selective healing curse. The trigger condition is the complete death of his body, and the source of energy is his immortal body made by the Tianyan brush, all flesh and blood. .

It was the only way he could think of to make up for the mistakes he had made.

Except for the dead, no matter how badly injured, this spell can save everyone.

After the Healing Curse finally took shape, on the observatory, Shen Yanzhou's body also turned into fragments and disappeared into the air, as if it had never existed before.

Only the Dark Lord remained in a hugging posture, kneeling silently on the cold ground.

The bitter wind blew past the Astronomy Tower, and the wind whimpered like the saddest elegy.