94 hp Diagon Alley

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Harry shook his hawthorn wand, feeling all eyes in the Great Hall on it. "I've had help from Malfoy many times, many times, far more than you can imagine."

"So, that's how it ends up, isn't it?" whispered Harry. "Does the wand in your hand know that its last master was disarmed? If it knew... now I'm the true master of the Elder Wand." .”

Suddenly, a golden-red light burst out from the magical sky above their heads, and a small half of the dazzling sun appeared on the windowsill closest to them.The sun shone on both of their faces at the same time, and Voldemort's cheeks were fiery red.Harry heard Voldemort's high-pitched voice screaming, and at the same time he raised Draco's wand, shouting his most fervent wish to the sky:

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Except your weapons!"

With a bang, like a cannonball exploding, golden flames shot out in the very center of the circle they repeatedly stepped on, and that was where the spells collided.Harry saw Voldemort's green light meet his own spell, saw the old spell fly into the air, black in the rising sun, whirling and circling like Nagini's head under the enchanted ceiling. The child flew to the master it did not want to kill - the master who was finally going to have it all.With Seeker dexterity, Harry caught the flying wand with his free hand, and Voldemort staggered back, arms outstretched, the slender pupils of his red eyes rolling upward.Tom Riddle fell to the ground, dead as a mortal, his body limp and convulsing, his pale hands empty, his serpentine face empty and blank.Voldemort was dead, killed by his own spell bouncing back.Harry stood there, two wands clutched in his hands, looking down at his opponent's shell.

There was a moment of shuddering silence, and the people froze in horror.Immediately, there was an overwhelming uproar around Harry, shouts, cheers, and growls.The bright rays of the rising sun shone through the windows, and people rushed towards him, yelling, Ron and Hermione first, and their arms wrapped around him, their incomprehensible yelling almost His ears were deafened.Then came Ginny, Neville and Luna, and the Weasleys and Gwen, Hagrid, Kingsley, McGonagall, Flitwick and Sprout.Finally, Sirius, who yelled excitedly, slapped him hard on the back.Everyone was yelling, and Harry couldn't make out a word, couldn't tell whose hand was tugging at him, pulling him, desperately trying to hug a part of him.Hundreds of people were pushing forward, all wanting to touch the Boy Who Lived, because of him, the nightmare was finally over——

The sun was rising over Hogwarts, and the Great Hall was filled with the light of life.People express their emotions of mourning and celebration, sadness and joy, and Harry is an integral part of it... Everyone wants Harry to be with them, he is their leader and symbol, their savior and guide, No one seemed to have guessed that he hadn't closed his eyes all night, or that he longed to be alone with some of them.He had to talk to the families of the victims, hold their hands, witness their tears, accept their thanks, and listen to the news from all directions in the morning: people under the Imperius Curse gradually returned to normal across the country, eating death Some of the gangsters escaped and some were caught. At the same time, the innocent prisoners of Azkaban were released, and Kingsley Shacklebolt was appointed as the interim Minister of Magic...

They moved Voldemort's body to a room outside the Great Hall, away from others who had died fighting him.McGonagall put the house table back in its place, but no one was seated according to the house: everyone was huddled together in disorder, teachers and students, ghosts and parents, centaurs and house-elves.As Firenze recuperates in a corner, Gropp peers through a smashed window as food is thrown into his laughing mouth.Mad-Eye took the less seriously injured members of the Order of the Phoenix to treat the others.After Cedric and Qiu said goodbye briefly, they hurried back to the Ministry of Magic with Kingsley.Sirius gave Harry a long, big hug, then slinked across the tables as if trying to avoid Burns.Kreacher was not as enthusiastic about him as before, and he was looking for Dumbledore all over the room.

Moments later, exhausted, Harry found himself sitting on a bench next to Luna.

"If it were me, I would want some peace and quiet," she said.

"I'd love to," Harry replied.

"I'll distract them," she said, "with your invisibility cloak."

Before Harry could speak, she pointed out the window and shouted, "Hey, look, a bubble snot monster!" Everyone who heard it turned their heads to look, and Harry quickly put the invisibility cloak on his body and stood up. stand up.

Well, he can move about the auditorium undisturbed.He saw Ginny sitting two tables away from him, her head resting on her mother's shoulder.There will be plenty of time to talk to her later, for hours, days, and even years.He saw Neville eating, with Gryffindor's sword beside his plate, surrounded by a crowd of ardent admirers.Walking in the aisle between the tables, Harry saw the Malfoy family huddled together, and people passing by would give them polite nods with complicated expressions, but they didn't care.Fred yelled for George to describe the battle to him word for word, patted his brother's thigh and hated himself for not being able to see Snape's embarrassment.Where's Snape?Harry saw him go underground alone, and probably went back to his dark office.Tonks hugged the still unconscious Lupine, and Madam Pomfrey assured him that nothing serious would happen, and strongly advised the pink-haired witch to go back and see their baby.A few senior girls were bandaging the elves at Hogwarts—Dobby followed behind with a tray, telling everyone how Harry Potter fell under the knife of Bellatrix Save yourself the story.There are family reunions everywhere.Finally, Harry saw the two people he most wanted to be together.

"It's me," he whispered, crouching down between them, "will you come with me?"

They stood up immediately, and he, Ron, and Hermione left the Great Hall together.The marble staircase was missing many pieces, part of the railing was missing, and every few steps were met with rubble and blood.

Somewhere in the distance they heard Peeves flitting across the corridor, singing a triumphal song of his own making:

We're all victorious, Potter is the hero, Voldemort is dead, and everyone's carnival!

"It's a grand and tragic scene, doesn't it?" said Ron, pushing open a door to let Harry and Hermione through.

Joy would come, Harry knew, but it was smothered by weariness at the moment, and with every few steps the thought of those who had sacrificed their companions ached as sharply as an open wound.He just felt relieved and longed for a good night's sleep.But first he needed to explain to Ron and Hermione that they had been by his side so faithfully for so long that they should know the truth by now.He described exactly what he saw in the Pensieve and what happened in the Forbidden Forest. Before the two companions had time to express their shock and surprise, they arrived.I walked all the way here just now, but no one mentioned this destination.

The stone beast guarding the entrance to the headmaster's office had been knocked aside since Harry's last visit.It lay crooked, looking slightly knocked out, and Harry wondered if it would still understand the password.

"Can we go up?" he asked the stone beast.

"Please." The stone beast hummed.

They climbed over it, up a spiral stone staircase that slowly ascended like an escalator.At the top, Harry pushed the door open.

He had just caught a glimpse of the Pensieve still on the table as he had left it when there was a deafening noise that made him cry out, thinking he was under a spell, or that the Death Eaters had returned, or that Voldemort had returned from the dead. it's -

It turned out to be cheers.On the surrounding walls, all the previous Hogwarts Heads and Heads stood up and applauded Harry, some of them waving hats, some wigs, rushing back and forth between the picture frames, shaking hands tightly with each other.They jump up and down on the chair in the painting, Dai Lisi Devonte weeps openly, Dexter Fusco flicks his earpiece vigorously, Phineas Nigellus uses the He yelled in a high-pitched screech: "Please note that Slytherin house plays a role too! Don't forget our contribution!"

However, Harry's eyes were only on the familiar face on the headmaster's chair: tears flowed from behind the half-moon lenses into the long silver-white beard, the pride and gratitude on that face were like the song of a phoenix, Soothes Harry's heart.

Finally, Harry held up both hands, and all the portraits fell respectfully silent, wiping their eyes and smiling, eagerly waiting for him to speak.But his words were addressed to Dumbledore, and he chose his words with extra care.Exhausted and dim-eyed as he was, he had to try again, for one last piece of advice.

"That thing in the Snitch," he said, "I dropped it in the Forbidden Forest. I don't know exactly where, but I don't want to look for it anymore. Do you agree?"

"My dear boy, I agree," said Dumbledore, and the other portraits looked puzzled and curious. "It was a decision of great wisdom and courage, but I am not surprised that you would do so." .does anyone else know where it fell on