[Comprehensive British and American] Painting ghosts

16 years later.

In Godric's Hollow, the air in a small town just after a heavy rain is fresh, and the early summer sun lazily shines on the grass that still has drops of water.In the garden of Potter's house, a father and son were chatting happily.

"And then?" Harry asked curiously with his big green eyes open.

"Then...the Dark Lord disappeared, no one knew where he went, and he was never seen again for 16 years. The Death Eaters were completely defeated, they could not resist the wizards who had been spelled by the Godfather .” James said to Harry with a smile while playing with the golden snitch in his hand.

"So, Dad's godfather wasn't a traitor, he was a hero?" Harry asked.

"..." James was silent for a moment, stroked Harry's hair, and nodded: "Yes."

"However, the Dark Lord was still not killed." Harry said thoughtfully.

"Yeah." James sighed.

"I want to be a hero like Daddy's godfather!" Harry suddenly raised his little fist and shouted. "I'm going to be the one to defeat the Dark Lord!"

Lily came over with a fruit plate, and couldn't help laughing when she heard Harry's words: "Harry is awesome! He will definitely become a hero in the future!"

James rubbed Harry's head vigorously: "Good boy, have ambition!"

Harry grinned and reached for the fruit, his mouth full of juice.

Lily looked at James and found him sitting there quietly, his eyes drifting into the distance, as if caught in some distant memory.

Since the defense of Hogwarts 16 years ago, James has been like a different person. His domineering personality has completely subsided, and his advantages have gradually emerged: he is smart, brave, upright, and funny.He also said to Lily that he is a long-term and infatuated person, and to Harry, he is the coolest dad in the world.

Lily can never forget that 16 years ago, after the defense of Hogwarts ended, the wizarding world temporarily woke up from the nightmare and got a chance to breathe. Come out, look directly into the eyes of the judges, and firmly say, "He is my godfather, and I once doubted him, but no matter in the past or now, he will always be the goal I strive for. He is not a traitor, he is the hero who saved Hogwarts! If you insist that he is a traitor, then please throw me into Azkaban as a traitor!"

At that time, he seemed to be shining.

Dumbledore also confirmed all the contributions made by Shen Yanzhou during his lifetime as the chief mage of the Wizengamot, and suppressed all opposing voices.

In the end, everything was settled. Even if the identity of the Death Eater was confirmed, the last sacrificial healing magic did play a decisive role in the defense of Hogwarts. Breaking down all the backbone of the Death Eaters, more merit than demerit.

Shen Yanzhou was finally named an honorary wizard of the Wizengamot Wizarding Association.

But no one was delighted with this result.

Those who supported him knew that he left the world amidst endless abuse and attacks, how desperate and hopeless would he be at that time?

And his opponents, even years after his death, still call him a traitor: "If he hadn't put the Death Eaters in Hogwarts, so much would not have happened!"

It's a pity that people's death is like a lamp being extinguished, and the final conclusion is closed. No matter what the future generations evaluate, it has nothing to do with him.

The 16 years of tranquility and peace have brought the development of the wizarding world into a new stage. Countless new figures have emerged, research results have been published continuously, and everything is developing towards the best vision.

The teachers at Hogwarts also changed.Professor Slughorn finally stated that he was retiring, and recommended his favorite student, Severus Snape, to succeed him as Potions Professor.

After graduating, Remus Lupine founded the Werewolf Rights Association to fight for the rights of werewolf children to study in Hogwarts and live a normal life. He used himself as an example to show that werewolves would not harm other people in Hogwarts. Students cause harm.This proposal has received widespread support, including Sirius Black, the patriarch of the Black family, James Potter, the patriarch of the Potter family and the candidate for the next Minister of Magic, the headmaster of Hogwarts and the chief wizard of the Wizengamot. Dumbledore et al.

Everything is going for the best.

Never before has the wizarding world, which has been in the shadow of the Dark Lord for half a century, flourished more.

……

Dumbledore magically brushed aside the thorns that tangled the path.

In the forest in early summer, the slightly humid air does not feel sticky, but rather cool.This area is close to Eastern Europe, and the climate is quite different from London, but the scenery is extremely beautiful.

Wizards like this natural landscape very much, so the Muggle expulsion spell is guarding this forest in a special way every minute and every second, keeping loggers away from this pure land.

Dumbledore finally walked out of the forest, and what he saw was a blue lake, like the eyes of a clear and ethereal sky.

Gould Lake.

A golden lake surrounded by forests, the eye in the sky.

Dumbledore just took a look and then looked away. He didn't come here for this beautiful scenery.

He walked slowly on the pebbles by the lake, and the tip of his wand shone with a pale golden light.After walking for a long time, he finally stopped at one place.

With a flick of the wand, the effect of the Confusion Charm was dispelled, and a simple log cabin appeared on the originally empty ground.

Dumbledore opened the door and walked in.The interior furnishings are very simple, only a table, a bed and a locker filled with various potion materials.There was a book on the table, and he went up to it. "Tom Riddle" was written in gilt letters on the black cover.

Suddenly footsteps came from behind him, Dumbledore turned his head, and collided with Voldemort who was walking into the cabin.

Voldemort still looked like a young man, with a handsome pale and thin face, and his dark eyes were like a starless night, filled with pure darkness.

Relatively silent.After a long time, Voldemort said calmly, "It's been 16 years, and I finally found me. It's not easy."

"You have a body?" Dumbledore asked after looking at the former Dark Lord. "how did you do it?"

"Sixteen years ago, you were not the only ones cured by spells." Voldemort entered the cabin, took the diary from Dumbledore, and stuffed it into his own clothes.

"I don't understand, that spell doesn't work on Death Eaters," said Dumbledore.

"It doesn't work on people with the Dark Mark." Voldemort said flatly. "not including me."

Dumbledore was silent for a while, with a heavy tone: "You have changed a lot."

"Yes." Voldemort couldn't comment, and sat on the bed.

"Before, if you saw me, you would just give me a killing curse." There were no chairs in the room, and Dumbledore could only stand.

"..." Voldemort didn't speak, and after a while he said coolly, "I still really want to give you a killing curse."

"What have you been doing all these years?" Dumbledore asked.

"..." Voldemort looked up at Dumbledore's sky blue eyes, and chuckled, "Has the Ministry of Magic found any clues about the reappearance of the mysterious man?"

"No." Dumbledore replied.

"Then why do you care what I'm doing?" Voldemort said sarcastically.

"I've been to the wizarding world of the East," said Dumbledore. "Trying to find some information about Eastern wizards, but they hide too deeply and have a strong sense of secrecy about their magical civilization."

"So? You returned without success?"

"Tom, I think our purpose should be the same," said Dumbledore. "Yan Zhou can be resurrected once, why can't he be resurrected a second time? After all these years, you are also looking for a way?"

Voldemort fell silent.

"I have been to many places." In the silence, Voldemort said softly. "I've traveled to almost every corner of the world and tried everything I could."

"He has no body left, and without a body, it is useless even if he really recruits the soul. I have tried for 16 years, and I have failed for 16 years." He said, his tone was calm, but Dumbledore could hear a little despair. "His soul is gone too... I can't feel his Dark Mark."

"Have you given up?" Dumbledore sighed.

Voldemort chuckled, "How is that possible?"

He was someone who once stood at the top of the entire wizarding world.

He admired extreme strength, and he did.

He felt that he was omnipotent, but even the wish to bring a person to Gould's Lake could not be fulfilled.

How could he compromise so easily.

Dumbledore looked at the paranoia in Voldemort's eyes, which could be called madness, and knew that no matter what he said, this person would never listen.But from another perspective, the Dark Lord has always been obsessed with finding a way to resurrect, which is better than making waves in the wizarding world.

For some reason, he originally came with the purpose of completely eradicating the Dark Lord, but the moment he saw the other party's eyes, he suddenly dismissed this idea. The look in those eyes seemed to have touched the deepest part of his heart. soft place.

Those eyes are so similar to those belonging to Grindelwald that were imprinted in his heart decades ago.

The difference is probably just that one person imprisoned himself in the prison, and the other imprisoned himself in the heart.

The two generations of Dark Lords ended like this.

……

When Dumbledore came out of the cabin, it started raining again.

The rain was caught off guard, like countless slender threads falling on the land.The calm mirror-like lake surface of Gald Lake was shattered by the rain, and countless small ripples spread on the lake surface, like flowers blooming on the crystal.

When Dumbledore looked back at the cabin, there was only an open space left, as if it had never existed.

A group of white, unknown birds flew out of the forest, skimmed over the lake at low altitude, and inadvertently extended their claws into the lake to startle a series of splashes.

The sound of rain hitting the leaves echoed in the forest. The rain was not heavy, but the dense raindrops were like a curtain falling from the sky, covering the entire forest and lake in a mist, moist and cool.

It is summer.

The author has something to say:

In the next world of Marvel, the goal is infinite gems!

Shen Chen is no longer a war scum, he is about to take off!No one can bully my male lead again!

Because there are six infinite gems, and Avengers III hasn’t been released yet, I don’t know where the soul gems are for the time being, so the Marvel world may be split into different copies and written separately, or it may not be written for every gem