Forget

Voldemort is dead.His scarlet pupils like twin snakes suddenly dilated, and his body became limp, just like that, he fell heavily from mid-air.

He was backlashed by his last spell.And the powerful Elder Wand that he had been vainly trying to possess all this time, was detached from his hand the moment he fell down, and almost jumped towards its real owner with joy.

Harry stood quietly, watching this scene without blinking.He saw Voldemort dying in front of him, and he saw the astonishment in Voldemort's eyes when he saw the two wands in his hand, who refused to rest in peace.Voldemort, who had run out of tricks, couldn't figure out what was going on, and he never would.

"I killed Professor Snape," Harry said quietly.It seemed to be speaking to Voldemort, who could no longer hear, or to himself.

There was a small commotion from the still-shocked quiet crowd around, but it soon fell silent again.They all looked at Harry, they didn't know why Harry suddenly mentioned the rebel Snape, they all waited for the next one.

"You guessed right, the owner of the Elder Wand is Professor Snape. But he didn't want to be killed by you, and you didn't really kill him." Harry's voice was low, sounding extremely tired. "He was never your servant, he was the headmaster of Hogwarts, the great headmaster."

Harry was suddenly in a daze.He is not used to thinking about too complicated things.But he couldn't help but wonder, what if, if he hadn't made it to the Shrieking Shack, or Voldemort hadn't left, what would have happened?

He was willing to believe that if something like that really happened, Professor Snape would have his back.But what the second hand would be, he couldn't think of it, and he didn't want to continue thinking about it.

"You lost to the thing you least believed in, love." Harry sighed. "we won."

The crowd cheered as Harry's last syllable fell.Although the matter about Snape caught them by surprise and caught them off guard, in the face of the great victory that had already arrived, who would want to delve into the story behind a person who had already been sacrificed?People cheered and jumped for joy, and gathered in Harry's direction.

Big tears welled up in Hermione's eyes, and she hugged Harry tightly, calling his name softly: "Harry, Harry, I'm so happy..."

"She was really worried. From when you went to the Forbidden Forest, when Hagrid came back with you in his arms, and just now, at the end." Ron patted him on the shoulder and explained. "Everyone is worried. But everyone will not lose their courage because of this. Believe me, when we thought you were dead, we didn't fall apart. We just wanted to avenge you."

"Thank you." Harry pulled a smile and nodded.For these two partners who lived and died together, he didn't have any emotions to hide.But with so many people around excitedly celebrating the victory, he was somewhat uncomfortable. Harry moved closer to Ron and Hermione, lowering his voice. "It may sound disappointing... I'm a little tired, can you take me to a quiet place to rest?"

Just looking at each other, the two understood what Harry meant.Hermione nodded, wiped away her tears, and turned to the cheering crowd: "Be quiet! Be quiet! Everyone!"

People gradually quieted down, and the joy still hung on their faces.Hermione turned back to Harry and whispered in his ear, "It's better for you, my savior."

Harry didn't care about Hermione's teasing tone. He cleared his throat and looked around: "Voldemort is dead, but his remnants are still running away, we can't take it lightly. Please follow Professor McGonagall's arrangement from now on." , eradicate them all in one go!"

The crowd echoed again, and they swept over like mountains and seas.Professor McGonagall was taken aback for a moment, and soon got into the mood, arranging the follow-up work in an orderly manner.

"We have to help, too. Professor McGonagall can't do it alone." Hermione said after leading Harry to an empty room. "It's just Professor Snape's business...we're thinking so simply."

Harry nodded, but didn't answer.

"Did Professor Dumbledore say it before? Those Slytherins always seem to like to make themselves unpopular." Hermione used a brisk tone, trying to ease the atmosphere. "Harry, since it's all over, don't think too much about it. Although...you killed Professor Snape, you have no other choice in that situation, and it's for the ultimate victory, isn't it? "

"Don't worry, I'm not that narrow-minded, I can understand the big picture." Harry smiled. "Besides, Professor Snape didn't resent me. On the contrary, he said that he was very grateful to me. He said that he could not and would not die at the hands of Voldemort. He is so fearless, what right do I have to be hypocritical here? ?”

"That's good." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief. "I just see that you are in a bad mood..."

"I'm fine," Harry said. "It's just that I feel that I suddenly know a lot of things in the past few days, and I need to digest it."

"Well. Let's get busy first then." Hermione dragged Ron out after repeatedly confirming that he was fine.

After a dull bang, the door closed.

Harry let out a long sigh, leaned back in the chair, and gently closed his eyes.

He wasn't lying.In the past few days, he has indeed experienced many things.Watching the mysteries being solved one by one before his eyes, he didn't feel the ease he imagined.In Professor Snape's memory, he knew everything, and he also knew that he must die with Voldemort in order to truly end everything.Unlike what Dumbledore was worried about, he, who was determined to kill Voldemort, didn't feel scared when he knew it.Inexplicable courage urged him, making him wish he could stand opposite Voldemort immediately after knowing the ultimate method.Afterwards, even he himself was at a loss. Since when did such a passionate courage, such an eagerness to go all out, grow out of his blood and urge him to complete his mission?

Since when?

From Professor Snape's death?Or from Dobby's death?

or earlier...

But he also clearly remembered that the panic and bewilderment after witnessing Dumbledore's death, since when was it completely replaced by courage?

He suddenly couldn't remember the answer.

Perhaps, he really had already died once.In the Forbidden Forest, when Voldemort's soul fragments still remained in his body, when the Elder Wand could not distinguish the two souls living in him, when Voldemort cast a death curse on him.

Harry did remember.He remembered that he seemed to be in a strange place.A white, foggy, empty place.He remembered seeing a strange, baby-like object there, the last piece of Voldemort's soul, which Professor Dumbledore had told him about.

Yes, he met Professor Dumbledore.

Harry suddenly remembered.He seemed to have arrived at King's Cross Station. Although everything seemed faded and white, he could be sure that this was King's Cross Station.He meets the dead Professor Dumbledore.At that time, he thought he was dead too.He remembered asking Professor Dumbledore if he was here to pick him up.

But Professor Dumbledore just looked at him with a smile, like every time he taught him: "This question should be asked yourself, Harry. Voldemort's soul is gone, and he will no longer be able to control your thoughts and thoughts." Emotions. And your soul is whole, maybe you should ask it what it is drawn to, where it wants to go."

Where is it willing to go?

Harry couldn't understand.He wanted to ask more questions, but he didn't know where to start. Suddenly, there was some red, which slowly began to smear, and gradually, covered the nothingness, and the misty white almost spread to his feet. coming.

Confused, Harry looked at Professor Dumbledore.But the cunning professor just smiled and winked at him narrowly: "It seems that you are not yet ready to come with me."

And then, it all disappeared. Harry tried to open his eyes when he heard a familiar voice.

——"It's a worthy death, aren't you right, Mr. Potter?"

Harry remembered almost instantly, the scene that immediately came to mind when he heard the voice.In that scene, he is faced with an opened door, and the person who opens the door is wearing a white bathrobe, every button is buttoned meticulously.

Harry opened his eyes suddenly, his chest heaving violently.He didn't know why he remembered that scene, but he at least remembered that it was the first time he met Draco after Professor Dumbledore's death.He suddenly remembered that Draco had begged him to kill Voldemort, begged him to redeem himself. Of course Harry hadn't forgotten either.He was just a little confused in a trance, why after that, whether it appeared in the newspaper, or in the Malfoy Manor, or in the Screaming Shack, or just Draco in the Forbidden Forest, why did it seem to be completely All changed into another look?

Became a loyal Death Eater, even willing to sacrifice his life for Voldemort.

Harry stood up.He couldn't figure it out, and he didn't intend to continue thinking about it.He wanted to ask Draco about all the causes and effects.

Where the soul is willing to go, at least one should recognize clearly what kind of place it is.

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