Together [HP]

Jacqueline followed Voldemort, she was shaking all over, she was cold, very cold.The boundless fear was about to swallow her up.Snape was dead, Bella, and Lucius was no longer trusted. Could she be the one who died in the next second?All her plans looked ridiculous in the face of Voldemort's power.Not even Snape, he couldn't dodge.

Voldemort didn't stop until he reached the front of the Forbidden Forest. The army of Death Eaters was standing there, Bella's face was full of madness, Lucius' clothes were torn, and he held Narcissa tightly. hand, Narcissa kept her eyes on the castle, searching for Draco.

I don't want to die.Jacqueline gritted her teeth, I can't die now.

"You have resisted bravely," said Voldemort in his high, grim voice, turning to Hogwarts. "Lord Voldemort knows how to appreciate courage."

"But you have suffered heavy losses. If you continue to resist, you will die one by one. I don't want this to happen. Every drop of wizard blood is a loss and a waste."

"Lord Voldemort is merciful. I order my party to retreat, immediately."

"I'll give you an hour to settle the dead with dignity and treat the wounded."

"Harry Potter, I am speaking directly to you now. You let your friends die for you instead of facing me. I will wait an hour in the Forbidden Forest. If you do not come after an hour I, did not voluntarily surrender, then the fight will continue. This time, I will fight myself, Harry Potter, I will find you, I will punish every man, woman and child who tried to harbor you, not a single one Pass. An hour."

Voldemort led them towards the Forbidden Forest without looking back. He seemed quite sure that Harry Potter would definitely come to him.This is the second time that Jacqueline has entered the Forbidden Forest. The last time was when Hermione and the others tricked Umbridge over.Jacqueline didn't know what else there would be in the Forbidden Forest besides the centaurs, but there would certainly be no one more dangerous than their group.They have giants, werewolves, and, of course, the scariest Dark Lord of all time.

Jacqueline swallowed her throat. Until now, she realized that she was terribly ignorant. She didn't know anything about Voldemort's power, but she was delusional about killing him with a bottle of potion.That bottle of potion, I'm afraid, can't even hurt Voldemort's skin.

They came to a clearing where a huge, incomplete net was still hanging from a tree branch.They sat down and lit a bonfire.Rolle tied Hagrid to a big tree.

Lucius sat downcastly on the side, Narcissa's eyes were sunken, full of horror.Jacqueline did not sit beside them, but Narcissa looked at her and asked her son silently.Jacqueline glanced at Voldemort and shook her head slightly.She hoped Narcissa would understand that what she meant was that Draco wasn't dead yet.

Voldemort stood with his head bowed, two pale hands clasped the Elder Wand in front of him, was he counting down?Counting how long until he killed Potter?How long will it take to dominate the world?

But will Potter really come?If it was her... Jacqueline nodded in her heart, she knew what her choice would be.If her parents and Hermione could survive, she would definitely come.Then Potter, he's sure to come too.people like him...

Jacqueline looked up, she looked at Voldemort, Voldemort knew Potter so well, so, did he understand himself?Does he know his plans?Jacqueline looked at the back of Voldemort's head, where the serpent Nagini was still floating, spinning and coiling in its magic cage, shining like a giant halo.

Every 10 minutes or so, Voldemort would send people out of the Forbidden Forest to see if Potter was coming, but each time they came back empty-handed.

No, it's not Potter.Jacqueline shook her head, this is not something a Gryffindor would do.Potter will definitely come, for his so-called bravery, so-called, greater purpose.

If he doesn't come, Hermione, he might die...

An hour passed slowly, and Dolohov and Yaxley returned empty-handed. They walked to the middle of the group, and Voldemort looked up.

"There is no sign of him, master," said Dolokhov.

Voldemort's expression remained unchanged, and his red eyes seemed to be burning in the firelight.He held the Elder Wand between his long fingers and twitched it slowly.

"Owner……"

Bella said that she was sitting closest to Voldemort, with disheveled hair, a little blood on her face, and no injuries on her body.

Voldemort held up a hand to silence her, and she fell silent, her eyes fixed on Voldemort with fanaticism and admiration.

"I thought he would come," said Voldemort in his high, clear voice, watching the dancing flames, "I expected he would."

No one speaks.

"It seems... I was wrong," said Voldemort.

"You're not wrong." Potter's roar came from behind them, and Jacqueline's heart was relieved at that moment.The Death Eaters were all on their feet, the giant roared, and there were shouts, gasps of surprise, and even laughter.Voldemort froze there, but those red eyes caught sight of Harry, watching Harry approaching him, with nothing but the campfire between them.

"Harry! No!" Hagrid yelled, struggling desperately, his huge body shaking the branches above his head. "No! No! Harry, do you want to..."

"Shut up!" shouted Roll, and with a wave of his wand, Hagrid fell silent.

Bellatrix had already jumped to her feet. She looked eagerly at Voldemort and then at Harry, her chest heaving violently.All that was moving were the flames and the snake, coiling and unwinding in the gleaming cage behind Voldemort's head.

Voldemort and Harry were still looking at each other, and then Voldemort turned his head slightly to one side to study the boy standing in front of him, his lipless mouth writhing in an odd, dark smile.

"Harry Potter," he said, in a low voice that hissed and sputtered like flames, "the Boy Who Lived."

None of the Death Eaters moved, they were all waiting, everything was waiting.Hagrid was struggling, Bellatrix was panting, Voldemort had raised his wand.His head was still on one side, like a curious child wondering what was going to happen next.

"Avada kills." A green light flashed, and Potter fell down.

Not only that, but Voldemort also fell.

Is it now?Jacqueline asked herself, to help Voldemort, let him really die?Jacqueline shook her head in her heart, no, there are Death Eaters nearby, not to mention, who knows if Voldemort will suddenly explode?

Jacqueline despised herself in her heart. She was afraid of death, and she was afraid that if she went to give Voldemort a shot now, she would not be able to live.But who is not afraid?Oh, maybe except for that Potter, so, he's dead now, probably, dead.

"Master...Master..." Bella knelt beside Voldemort, and she cried softly, as if speaking to a lover. "Owner……"

"No problem," said Voldemort.He opened his eyes and stood up from the ground.Several Death Eaters who had approached Voldemort hurriedly fled from him.Only Bella was still kneeling beside Voldemort.

"Master, let me..." Bella stretched out her hand.

"I don't need help." Voldemort said coldly, and Bella quickly withdrew her supporting hand, "That boy, is he dead?"

There was silence in the open space, no one dared to move.

"You," said Voldemort, pointing at Narcissa, "go and check and tell me if he's dead."

Narcissa shivered a bit. She stepped forward, touched Harry's face, opened his eyelids, and reached under his shirt to touch his chest... Soon Narcissa looked up. "He's dead!" Narcissa Malfoy shouted to those around her.

The Death Eaters yelled and started cheering and stomping.Jacqueline looked at Hogwarts, Potter was dead, two-thirds of the plan was completed, and the remaining one-third was on her own.

"See?" shrieked Voldemort over the uproar. "Harry Potter is dead at my hands, and there is no living man who can threaten me now! Look! Cruciatus!"

Harry's body was lifted into the air, once, twice, three times...

"Now," said Voldemort, "let's go to the castle and show them what has become of their heroes. Who will carry the bodies? No, wait..." Voldemort pointed his long white finger at Hagrid." You come."

Roll untied Hagrid. "Hold him," said Voldemort. "He looks better in your arms, doesn't he? Hagrid, pick up your little friend. And glasses, put them on him , he must be recognizable."

Someone punched Harry's glasses in his face, deliberately roughly.

"Go," said Voldemort.Hagrid staggered forward, weaving his way through the dense undergrowth and out of the Forbidden Forest.Jacqueline looked at the clearing, there was no trace of a medicine bottle, maybe...she could only hope that Potter really had that medicine bottle with him, or else...Jacqueline swallowed, She couldn't imagine that if she asked Hermione for that medicine bottle...if Hermione knew, that medicine bottle would end up...

They began to stop at the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and Voldemort began to speak again, the voice was amplified many times by magic, and it resounded through the playground.

"Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he fled, and while you gave your life for him, he ran for his own life. We bring you his body to prove that your hero is indeed dead. "

"We've won. You've lost half your resistance. My Death Eaters outnumber you now, and the Boy Who Lived is finished. No more wars. Nobody stands, men, women, and children , shoot to kill, and all his family members. Now, come out of the castle and kneel before me, and you will be forgiven. Your parents, children, brothers and sisters will also be forgiven, live on, and you will enter with me into the A new world to build together.”

There was silence on the playground and in the castle.

No one came out.

Voldemort started walking again, approaching the castle, Jacqueline calmed down with each step, there was nothing to worry about, death might not be so scary.If Potter isn't afraid, what have you to be afraid of?

The door of the school opened, and Professor McGonagall led the students out.

"No!" McGonagall screamed, and Jacqueline wanted to cover her ears. She never thought that Professor McGonagall could make such a voice.Bella laughed out loud.

"No!"

"No!"

"Harry! Harry!"

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny rushed forward, their voices extremely bleak.Jacqueline stood among the Death Eaters, all she could see was Hermione.Jacqueline could feel two sets of eyes looking at her, it was Yuna and James, but she couldn't bear to take her eyes away, she wanted to take another look at Hermione, one more look, one more look.

The survivors rose up, cursing the Death Eaters at the top of their lungs.

"Quiet!" Voldemort yelled, and there was a bang and a flash of light, and they were all forced into silence: "It's over! Hagrid, put him at my feet, he only deserves to stay here!"

Hagrid's tall frame was forced to bend, and he lowered Potter.Jacqueline's eyes seemed to be nailed to Hermione's body. Hermione held Ron's arm tightly. She looked at Jacqueline, crying and shaking her head. She didn't want to believe that it really happened Yes, Harry is really dead.Still begging Jacqueline to give up?That's impossible, Miss Granger.

"See?" said Voldemort. "Harry Potter is dead! You deluded ones, do you understand now? He is nothing but a little boy who depends on others to die for him!"

"He beat you!" cried Hermione, and the spell was broken, and the defenders of Hogwarts roared and shouted again.A second later, there was an even more earth-shattering bang, and they lost their voices again.

"He was killed trying to escape from the school, you Mudblood," said Voldemort, as if flattered by his lying, "killed while trying to escape himself..."

Voldemort didn't finish his sentence, "You can't say that about her!" Neville roared angrily. He broke free from the crowd and rushed towards Voldemort, but Voldemort just waved his wand and he fell down.Voldemort laughed and tossed Neville's wand aside.

"Who is this?" He said in a soft, snake-like hiss, "Who took the initiative to defy the law and let everyone see what will happen if you continue to resist after defeat?"

Bellatrix smiled happily.

"It's Neville Longbottom, master! The boy who caused so much trouble for the Carlos! The son of the Auror couple, remember?"

"Ah, yes, I remember." Voldemort said, looking down at Neville.With his bare hands and no cover, Neville struggled to his feet and stood in the clearing between the survivors and the Death Eaters. "But you're a purebred wizard, aren't you, my brave boy?" Voldemort asked Neville, who stood facing him, his empty hands clenched into fists.

"So what?" said Neville loudly.

"You've shown courage and determination, and you're of noble birth. You'll make a great Death Eater. We need someone like you, Neville Longbottom."

"I'm not going with you until hell freezes over," said Neville. "Dumbledore's Army!"

"Very well," said Voldemort, and there was more danger in his smooth voice than the cruelest spell. "If that's your choice, Longbottom, we'll just have to go with the plan. Let it," he said softly, "fall to your head."

Voldemort waved his wand.A few seconds later, a strange bird-like thing flew out of one of the smashed windows of the castle.It flew out of the dim light and landed in Voldemort's hands.Voldemort shook the musty object by its prongs, and it hung empty and limp: the Sorting Hat.

"Hogwarts School needs no more Houses," said Voldemort, "no more Houses. The coat of arms, shield and banner of my noble ancestor, Salazar Slytherin, for all That's enough, isn't it, Neville Longbottom?"

He pointed his wand at Neville, who immediately froze and remained motionless.Then Voldemort pushed the hat on Neville's head so hard that the brim slid under Neville's eyes.There was commotion in the crowd watching this scene in front of the castle, and the Death Eaters raised their wands in unison to prevent the Hogwarts rebels from approaching.

"Neville is going to show everyone what happens to those who foolishly continue to defy me." Voldemort said with a wave of his wand, and the Sorting Hat immediately burst into flames.

Shouts ripped through the dawn sky, and Neville was on fire, but was pinned in place, unable to move.

Then, many things happened at the same time.

They heard commotion coming from the school boundary wall in the distance. It seemed that thousands of people jumped over the wall out of sight and rushed towards the castle with loud shouts.At the same moment, Gropp wobbled around the side of the castle, shouting, "Hagrid!" and Voldemort's giants roared back.They charged at Glop like bull elephants, making the earth tremble.Then there was the sound of horseshoes and the sound of drawing a bow. In the blink of an eye, sharp arrows shot among the Death Eaters one after another.They cried out in surprise and lost their feet.

Now Neville was able to move too.Neville straightened up, freed himself from the full-body restraint spell, and his flaming hat slipped off.From it he drew something silver, with a gleaming handle set with rubies.

In the roar of the swarming crowd, in the slaughter of the giants, in the hooves of the swarming centaurs, no one could hear the sound of the silver sword cutting, but it seemed to attract every pair of eyes.With one blow of the sword, Neville chopped off the serpent's head, which spun high into the sky, shining brightly in the light spilling from the hall.Voldemort opened his mouth to let out an angry cry, but no one heard it, and then, with a boom, the snake fell heavily at his feet.

The centaurs charged into battle, chasing the Death Eaters into flight, and Hogwarts house-elves poured into the foyer, screaming and brandishing knives and cleavers. with Regulus.Kreacher of Black's Locket, his bullfrog voice was still audible even amidst the uproar: "Fight! Fight! Fight for my master, defender of the house-elves! With brave Ray In the name of Gules, resist the Dark Lord! Fight!"

They slashed and stabbed at the ankles and calves of the Death Eaters, their little faces burning with hatred.

Voldemort was at the center of the battle, striking right and left at those around him.

A few minutes later, the attack of the centaur and the house-elf was suppressed again. Voldemort easily led the Death Eaters and suppressed all the rebels in the hall. The Elder Wand was at Aberforth, Arthur, Hermione and Ron gestured over Ron's chest one by one, "Who else!" Voldemort roared loudly. "Who else wants to resist!"

McGonagall, Kingsley, Slughorn, Una, James, Arthur, they stood in front of the crowd one by one, holding their wands tightly in their hands.They didn't look at each other, but they formed a human wall in front of Voldemort.

Jacqueline sighed softly, "Enough." She said softly, her voice was so low that everyone in the wide hall could hear clearly.

"Enough people have died." Jacqueline said softly, she stepped out from the ranks of Death Eaters and stood in the middle of the two crowds.Her eyes looked at Hermione tenderly. Hermione covered her mouth and tried to stand, but she could only tightly hold the arm of the person next to her.

Jacqueline looked at Hermione and laughed, Death Eaters, Voldemort, Hogwarts students, teachers, her parents, Jacqueline knew they were all looking at her.Maybe Voldemort understood something, maybe he didn't.Is it important?It doesn't matter anymore.Regardless of whether she could kill Voldemort, since she had reached this point, she had to try.

"That's where he is, right?" Jacqueline asked softly.Hermione nodded slightly, with tears all over her face.

"Jacqueline, please. Don't..."

Jacqueline gave Hermione her last, most perfect smile, and then she turned, pointing to where Potter lay, and she drew her wand.

"The medicine bottle is flying." Jacqueline shouted, a small medicine bottle flew out of Potter's pocket, even after several impacts, there was no damage on the bottle.Jacqueline finally turned her head, and she gave Hermione a quick look, "God..."

Before Jacqueline could finish speaking, Voldemort struck.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"No! Armor protection!"

"Armor protection!"

"Ultimate Guardian!"

Three guardian spells hit Jacqueline, but none of them worked. The Avada Kedavra curse still hit Jacqueline, knocking her out, her wand fell out, and the medicine bottle flew away. To the sky above Voldemort.

"Fall apart!" Hermione yelled at the pill bottle, but nothing happened.

"Patronus..." Hermione tried hard to summon her Patronus, but she was crying, she couldn't finish the spell.

"Guard!" Jacqueline grabbed the wand in the air with her left hand. A silver-white cat raccoon flew out from the tip of the wand, hitting the medicine bottle with its head. The medicine bottle shattered, and the medicine inside poured out. He came out and poured his head on Voldemort's head, and Voldemort let out a terrifying scream.His skin began to melt, and countless small holes appeared on his head.

Jacqueline hit the floor hard, she smiled, that potion really worked, Voldemort, really, is he going to die?Why are you so cold?Is she dying?What a pity I haven't been with Hermione yet...

"Jacqueline, Jacqueline!" Hermione rushed out of the crowd, and she ran to Jacqueline's side, turning her over.She hugged Jacqueline's chilling body tightly.At this time, shouts and cheers suddenly erupted in the auditorium.

"Harry!"

"He's still alive!"

These are not important to Hermione, she hugged Jacqueline tightly in her arms, "Talk to me, Jacqueline. Talk to me. You will not die, you absolutely, will not die. Talk to me, I beg you, talk to me."

Jacqueline couldn't see anything anymore, she could only feel, feel that Hermione was beside her, holding her. "I love you, Miss Hermione Granger."

Jacqueline laughed like she had kissed Hermione for the first time that day, and the last gleam in her eyes faded away.

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Tomorrow, the BE will be released two hours earlier, and then the normal ending will be released.

By the way, is there anything you feel I haven't explained clearly?