Forget

Nagini was entrenched at the stairs, his huge body wriggling slowly, as if waiting for the appearance of his prey.When Harry's figure appeared in the empty corridor, it suddenly became excited, stood upright, and suddenly rushed towards Harry.

Almost subconsciously, Harry put the Gryffindor sword across his chest, turned slightly sideways, barely avoiding the big snake's attack.As soon as he turned around, he saw Nagini hissing and squirming slowly, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.

Harry didn't panic at all, on the contrary, he felt extremely calm.He stared at the fat and ugly giant snake intently, his mind was empty, he didn't think about anything.

Nagini saw the right moment and rushed forward like lightning again.But this time Harry didn't dodge, the moment Nagini approached, the Gryffindor sword in Harry's hand also quickly stabbed out, piercing firmly into the big snake's body.

Black blood gushed out suddenly, seeped into the cracks in the wooden floor, and quickly spread to almost occupy the entire corridor.

Nagini's body was limp in the black pool of blood, he struggled and twisted a few times, and finally calmed down.

Harry didn't care about the blood stains on his face and body, nor did he care about the pools of blood all over the floor.He calmly walked to the side of Nagini's body, stepped on the already weakened body, grabbed the hilt of the sword, and pulled out the sword.Immediately turning around, raising the sword in his hand, Nagini's ugly snake head fell from the carrion and rolled into a pool of blood.

Harry let go, threw the Gryffindor sword into a relatively clean corner, then clenched his wand with one hand, lifted the snake's head with the other, and walked down the stairs.

The battle appears to have come to an end.Resting soldiers and bandaged wounded were scattered in the hall.The Hufflepuff students hurried back and forth holding pots of various herbs, and the tired-looking professors still persisted in holding their wands and walking to the side of the wounded.

The manicured lawns and grounds outside were all but in ruins, as seen through the broken windows.There are upturned turf and broken stones and messy dirt everywhere.

In the corner of the hall, a low sobbing sound could be heard faintly.But Harry didn't look over.He knew that it must be their comrades in arms, or they knew each other, or they didn't know each other, or they were passionate students in the lower grades, or they were companions who persisted all the way, or they were respected teachers. perished in the war.But Harry didn't look over.He didn't want to know who it was, and he didn't want to continue to get such news.So without squinting, he walked outside step by step.

"Harry..."

But Hermione had seen him.Someone in the Weasley family also seemed to be injured, and everyone gathered together.Hermione stood up and gave a low cry.

Harry stopped in his tracks, looked in her direction, and nodded slightly.

"You..." Hermione's eyes rested on the snake head in Harry's hand for a moment, then turned away quickly.The corners of her eyes were a little red, as if she had cried.

Harry nodded.

Ron also stood up and put his hands on Hermione's shoulders.He looked at Harry, at this little friend who had fought side by side for seven years, but now he couldn't stand on the battlefield together as usual.He could even guess what Harry was going to do next, and of course he knew that Harry had to complete the next journey by himself.Ron hesitated to speak, but finally sighed and asked softly, "Is it over?"

"It's over," Harry replied.His voice was a little hoarse, but he didn't care.

Ron nodded, hesitated to speak again, and finally said, "We'll wait for you here."

Harry nodded, but didn't reply.He firmly walked towards the dim light outside.

**

For Harry, the Forbidden Forest was really not a strange place.From the moment he stepped into the gate of Hogwarts, those expressly prohibited clauses about prohibitions were always broken intentionally or unintentionally.He and Hagrid have learned a lot of interesting and interesting knowledge that cannot be used in the exam, and he has seen many magical creatures here.He even walked into this place with his friends for various reasons.Sometimes as a daring "expedition", sometimes as punishment...

Harry felt a little dazed.How long ago was it?It's been a long time.Were they first or second grade at that time?

Some memories will become blurred with the passage of time and finally disappear, while others will gradually become clear, and slowly become a little unforgettable.

It's like Harry can hardly remember the specific time and the specific reason now, and he also forgot how they walked through the Forbidden Forest step by step with a light bulb in their hands.But he just clearly remembered the strength and boldness he pretended to be strong and bold at that time, and he used the pretended momentum to scold the bad boy with white hair who was always following him, chirping and startling.

Malfoy was really bad back then. Harry remembered the provocative smirk on that kid's face after he succeeded in snitching, and it fell apart the moment he set foot on the land of the Forbidden Forest.Then he complained all the way, and finally screamed and didn't know where he went.

Where did you go?

This Harry really didn't know.He occasionally tried to guess where Malfoy went, what he saw, and how he was saved when they separated.But he never asked.He just knew that it seemed that since then, Malfoy was rarely willing to go near the Forbidden Forest.

Harry thought, it seemed that many stories started in the Forbidden Forest and ended in the Forbidden Forest, which seemed like a good choice.

It's like he re-entered the Forbidden Forest to destroy the last Horcrux.

But Harry didn't expect that he would meet the bad boy who had been separated from him in the Forbidden Forest again.

There were many thick chains hanging on Hagrid's body, and he was tightly controlled by several Death Eaters.Not far from Hagrid, beside Voldemort, stood a man in a black cloak.He wore a huge hood, and the shadows fell so that his face was barely visible.But Harry was almost sure it was Draco.

Harry's gaze didn't stay there, but after a quick glance, it focused on Voldemort's face.He raised his hand and knocked Nagini's head off.The snake head only rolled around twice before it stopped moving.

"The last one." Harry said in a low voice.

Voldemort raised his hand and rubbed it twice on his chest: "Should I congratulate you?"

"You didn't ask me to come here to congratulate me." Harry gripped his wand tightly. "Now that I'm here, why not just cut to the chase."

A strange smile appeared on Voldemort's face.The hand holding the Elder Wand protruded from the sleeve.

All the Death Eaters around had been ordered to back off to leave enough space.Everyone stretched their necks excitedly, without blinking their eyes, for fear that they might miss the final duel.

Hagrid's eyes showed a hint of resentment.But he knows that he has no position or power to speak.He just sniffled.Tears rolled down his eyes and rolled into his thick beard.

A breeze passed through the forest.In the blink of an eye, the wands of the two pointed at each other.