war and peace

Harry never really thought that he could hit Voldemort easily, but he just stood there... Countless memories shattered into individual pictures, and quickly circled in his mind.

At the earliest, the weak heat flow when the fingertips touched...

When they were talking, that person stared intently...

Godric's Hollow, the patron saint of the leading stag...

When the locket is opened, the illusion formed by the black smoke...

On a snowy night, that kind of ecstasy and bone-destroying pleasure...

Harry stood where he was, holding his wand in one hand and casting the spell.He understood, and everything was within the expectations of the other party.

He was controlled to shoot a killing spell at him, and the big snake jumped out to catch it, but it was originally intended to let his spell hit the snake; in Diagon Alley, the two passing Death Eaters obviously arranged it specially ;

Bellatrix also received instructions from him to behave so abnormally; the Gryffindor sword put in the vault of Lestrange's house was a fake, because the real one had been stolen by Sneaker long ago. Pu handed it over to him; the arrest warrant, if he had that kind of status, it would be too easy to add anything casually; the Death Eaters in the Ministry of Magic were deliberately transferred away by him, otherwise there would not be such a coincidental time; The one who ordered Kreacher to take care of him had expected him to go to 12 Grimmauld Place; Scrimgeour was also the one who asked him that question about elder wands; The current healing spell is all about him...

So this is the truth.

So he asked before, "Even if the appearance of the lie is very beautiful, but the truth is so cruel that you can't accept it?"

Harry now knew that he wasn't just talking about Dumbledore and Grindelwald, but between them as well.He can keep deceiving Roald's illusion until he kills him...

But in the end he affirmed his guess - Harry still remembered his own answer at that time, he chose the truth almost without hesitation.

This is the path he chose.

But now that he had figured everything out, and knew the truth under the surface, his hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably.

That person probably knew early on what he was going to do and where things were going, but he was letting it happen—maybe even pushing it forward.Why did he do this?He could have won, all round...

The people around were watching the confrontation between the two in the arena very nervously.Seeing Voldemort approaching step by step, Harry replied one sentence at a time; but after the speech changed into Parseltongue, everyone was at a loss.Later, Harry covered his eyes and kept shaking his head, as if he was fighting against something invisible.Still later, a green light flashed across, and Voldemort fell down, blood gushing from his chest.This development is really a bit strange, no one is cheering, everyone is waiting for the next change.

The person who was still standing finally woke up from a large pile of memory fragments, but his eyes were dazzling red.Rivers of blood flowed around the man.Harry was shocked, and staggered towards him: "Wake up, Voldemort!"

But no one answered.Before he said it, he was almost sure that it was another killing curse; but maybe his Occlumency finally played a role at a critical moment, defeated the controlled body, and forcibly broke into a sharp and invisible.If it was a killing curse... Harry felt a twinge of horror.Then he couldn't help thinking, when he first met that person was injured, who did it?Who can do it?But now he had no time to think about that, or what had caused Voldemort to take such a turn...

The others didn't know what he was talking about, but Harry stood still for so long, and the people lying on the ground remained motionless.Those who are daring begin to approach the central area, wanting to see what is going on.

"Don't move!" Harry snarled loudly when he sensed the movement.He turned his head and looked around, Kingsley and others were abruptly stopped by his voice, but the expressions on their faces showed that they didn't understand, they were just frightened by Harry's expression and tone now.His eyes were red and he looked very emotional.

Harry realized from their dazed and shocked expressions that he had been speaking in Parseltongue for some time.So he thought about the feeling of English and spoke again. "Don't meddle. This is between me and him." Voldemort can't stay here... He can't resist so many people in his current state, and he doesn't know if anyone will believe what he said (just think It's hard to imagine).From just now, a method flashed in his mind.From the moment the truth came out, Harry was sure his mind had never been so overloaded.His hands and feet were still trembling, and his heart was beating so fast that it seemed to jump out of his throat—but he had to control it and not show any abnormal expressions.

"Hermione, do you still have the Gryffindor sword?" Harry stood up and looked at the brown-haired girl.The latter nodded, his face still pale, obviously aware of something.

"I'll go to the principal's office later." Harry said calmly. "I think Professor Dumbledore will be delighted to see it back."

Hermione nodded again.She heard it, and as expected, Dumbledore must have been very surprised; the Gryffindor sword had always been there, and if Snape had indeed given the real sword to Voldemort, Dumbledore's portrait would have been impossible have no idea.She only needs to confirm this point to know whether the facts are as they guessed.But there was little doubt about it... Hermione looked at Harry worriedly.What to do now?She didn't dare to ask, so she could only keep signaling with her eyes.

"I'll take him to the Forbidden Forest," said Harry quickly.Seeing Hermione's expression, he knew that the other party already knew, but he didn't plan to say it... He could apparate with Voldemort, but neither the castle nor the grounds could apparate.But given Voldemort's uninhibited drive just now, Harry felt he might be able to do it. "Bypass the Death Eaters ahead." He was quick-witted and made up a reason. "If Voldemort isn't here, they'll look elsewhere. I don't want Hogwarts to be a battleground."

Several members of the Order of the Phoenix exchanged glances.Finally Kingsley said: "Okay. Voldemort seems to be seriously injured. Can you do it alone? Send a few members of the Order of the Phoenix to send it off." Several people behind him were already preparing to go out.

"No." Harry hastily refused.With a large group of people, how is he going to find a place that no one can find?Then he realized that he had refused too quickly, and he was afraid that people would see his flaws, so he hurriedly made amends: "There are more people, but the goal is bigger. If I am alone, you can say that we entered the Forbidden Forest under false pretenses." , and then disappeared."

"But..." Kingsley still had some doubts.Although Harry had succeeded with one spell just now, they couldn't take it lightly.What if Voldemort woke up and Harry didn't have that luck again?Judging from Voldemort's behavior in forcing his way into the castle, this is very likely.

"If he really wakes up, no matter how many people he wakes up, so do as I say." Harry used the Levitation Charm to make Voldemort's body float in mid-air, and the bright red liquid dripped down his hanging left arm. dripping on the pool of blood on the ground. "Death Eaters can't wait this long." Harry bent down and picked up the wand that was abandoned by the master (they were too close just now, few people saw how it fell to the ground, and those who saw it probably would have thought he had used the Disarming Charm), tucking it into his robes. "That way there's no problem, let's all get out of the way."

Many people were puzzled, including the Weasleys.Ron wanted to stop Harry, but the look on Harry's face told him that he had made up his mind to do what he wanted, and no one could stop him.The crowd made way for him, for Voldemort had appointed Harry as his opponent, a one-on-one duel, and Harry was now refusing the others to help.Judging from the situation just now, the name of the savior is probably true?But no matter how you think about it, you feel that the danger of doing so is very high, but Harry has done something that others dare not do and cannot do.

Harry left the Great Hall smoothly, turned around the corridor, walked out the door, and onto the hillside behind the castle.Blood dripped all the way, but oddly enough, it only lasted a moment when it hit the ground, before it spread into the veins of the stone and slowly disappeared - as if absorbed by the castle.No one could explain this weird phenomenon. They followed Harry out not far or near, guarding against accidents along the way.

Hermione didn't go with the army, she rushed up to the principal's office on the eighth floor by herself.There was no one inside since Snape left, and the gargoyle at the door easily turned away.

"Professor! Professor Dumbledore!" Hermione pushed open the door in one breath, holding the ruby-studded sword in her hand. "I'm here to return the Gryffindor sword. Well, it's in the glass shutter over here, right?" She was careful not to say directly that Harry asked her to return it.

As soon as Harry said the Imperius Curse, Hermione understood it instantly.The conclusion that neither Mal nor Ron could have cast the Imperius Curse on Harry was based on the fact that they could not have harmed Harry; but when Marle did it, he made Harry kill himself.Mal was Voldemort, and he helped them destroy that pile of Horcruxes, and he even took care of one himself.He loves him deeply, although he doesn't know why; it's hard to tell the ghosts and illusions, but the Patronus never lies... But Dumbledore did so much to kill Voldemort in the end, and she was worried that she would not hear the truth.Just pray she gets here before other sources...

After she yelled, many people appeared in the blank portrait frame on the wall in an instant. Obviously, they all went to other portraits to inquire about news.Dumbledore, too, had a very surprised look on his face: "Gryffindor sword?" Then his eyes fell on what Hermione was holding up, "Isn't it crouching..." He paused , staring at Hermione in shock: "Where did you get this thing?"

But that reaction was enough.Hermione didn't care to put the sword back, so she ran to the window and said loudly to herself, "He's got the sword!"

The sound rumbled through the center of the tower, passed through the atrium, and went straight to the hillside behind the castle. Several birds in the Forbidden Forest were frightened by the sound and flew out.Some people recognized Hermione's voice, but they didn't know what she was talking about.And Harry was just about to reach the edge of the Forbidden Forest, and hearing this strengthened his determination even more.He had to take Voldemort away, no matter what.At this moment, he noticed two golden vertical eyes staring at him deep in the forest.

Startled, Harry took half a step backwards, almost losing his grip on his wand.This is Voldemort's big snake!Isn't it dead?Then it occurred to him that his Killing Curse probably only killed the soul piece parasitizing the snake.

A group of people stood on guard one after another, as if they were always ready to rush forward. "What's the matter with you, Harry?" Mr. Weasley asked nervously.Harry didn't allow them to get close, but the way he stepped back just now was so obvious that it made people worry that something was wrong.

"It's okay, I just tripped accidentally." Harry replied loudly.Then he tried to recall how he had felt when he had just spoken to Voldemort, and asked in a low voice, "Nagini?"

The two bulb-like eyes seemed to be getting closer.Harry heard a small voice answer him, "You are Harry Potter? What have you done to Foddy? I warn you, if anything happens to him, I will never let you go."

Harry was overjoyed that he just needed an ally who knew more about the inside story; and this snake had been with Voldemort for many years and would certainly not harm him or betray him.He didn't care about the strong hostility in that voice, and asked hastily: "Listen, Nagini, I don't have time to explain to you now. But I need a safe place where I can hide Voldemort and let him heal his wounds." , so that no one else finds out."

The snake didn't speak, and Harry could feel its hesitation.He was about to urge, but there was a sudden commotion behind the crowd. "The Death Eaters seem to have retreated, and there is no one left!" Someone was saying this sentence, and it was passed on from time to time.

Harry heard it from a distance, and immediately became anxious: "The Death Eaters have left! Hurry up!" Could it be that those Death Eaters sensed that Voldemort was dying, so they all ran away?Then the containment he just said will be invalid, and everyone in the Order of the Phoenix will definitely ask him to hand over Voldemort! "It's too late! Quick, Nagini!"

"The small island in the lake in Scotland, that place is absolutely safe, but do you know the location?" The big snake obviously also saw the approaching crowd.Although it doesn't like the savior, it's much easier to deal with one person than a group of people; you know, it's just a snake!

Harry vaguely remembered the morning they had set out for Godric's Hollow, and had woken up to find half the tent covered in snow.That place is a small island in the middle of a lake in Scotland. I don't know if it is the one Nagini mentioned, but there is no time to verify it now.The voice behind was getting louder, and Harry suddenly accelerated and rushed into the dark Forbidden Forest: "Come here, Nagini, I have to take the two of you to apparate together!"

The big snake swam over without hesitation this time and wrapped itself around Harry's feet.Harry removed the Levitation Charm and took the levitating figure into his arms.Voldemort was still unconscious, his head hanging heavily on Harry's shoulder.Harry put his hand through the other's armpit, and soon felt the warm blood soaking through his shirt, and couldn't help but feel even more flustered.

At this moment, everyone in the Order of the Phoenix had already confirmed that the Death Eaters had really retreated.They were about to call Harry back, but found that the figure in front had disappeared. "Harry! Harry!" A group of people rushed into the Forbidden Forest to search.

But the forest was dark and dense, and there was no one.No Voldemort, no Harry.The savior was taken away?Did they fall for it?