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Harry looked at his familiar yet unfamiliar parents and asked, "Why are you here? Did the Resurrection Stone summon you here?"

Lily shook her head and said, "We are always here."

James said: "In the places you can't see, we are always with you, my child."

Harry stopped crying!

Whether it's Cadmus Peverell in the story of the three brothers, or the interpretation of Luna's father, Mr. Lovegood.

Even if Dumbledore was killed, the Resurrection Stone was not a good thing in their mouths.

But the specious lives created by the Resurrection Stone are exactly the heart of the holder.

For Harry, who was determined to die, nothing mattered now, and he would no longer be affected by anything.

So what was before him was not so much the "image" of Lily and James, but more like their souls.

The soul that has always been by Harry's side.

"Will you come with me?"

Harry no longer felt sad, and his words only contained perseverance.

"Until the end!"

"Forever!"

Harry smiled, a genuine laugh.

If destiny cannot be changed, then ending with your family may not be a bad thing.

"Then let's go together!"

Lily seemed to have thought of something and said, "Always together!"

James pointed to Harry's heart: "We are right here!"

Harry's hand unclenched!

The Resurrection Stone, coveted by countless people, just fell into the grass, and then Lily and James disappeared.

Harry didn't pay attention to the stone and walked deeper into the Forbidden Forest.

He has never been so confident and determined as at this moment!

On the hill!

Voldemort looked at Hogwarts at his feet, and countless spells were flooding the defense spells.

Even if this spell is joined by dozens of skilled wizards, it still seems to be in danger in the face of such an offensive.

Behind Voldemort is his servant and former classmate-Hagrid!

Hagrid was captured by Death Eaters on his way to the Forbidden Forest to convince the centaurs to return.

He knew that he would not survive, but he was not willing to give in. Hagrid was not willing to give in when he saw that the defensive spell was about to be destroyed.

"Tom! You bastard!"

Voldemort looked at his former classmate with a sneer: "Hagrid, don't worry! Just wait a moment, just wait a moment, and then you can see everyone you want to see."

As soon as he finished speaking, Voldemort pulled out the Elder Wand!

Huge magical energy condensed at the tip of the wand, and for a moment the surrounding air trembled.

Is this the strength of the Dark Lord?

When this magical energy so huge that it made mountains and rivers tremble hit the defensive magic of Hogwarts, the protective shield randomly failed.

Death Eaters, werewolves, giants, and Acromantulas flooded into Hogwarts.

The Battle of Hogwarts, which was hailed by later generations as "changing the course of the wizarding world," officially started from this moment on.

"Hahaha!" Bellatrix smiled crazily: "My master, let us harvest those dirty lives!"

Voldemort ignored her!

He no longer appreciated the war-torn Hogwarts beneath his feet. He seemed to sense something. There seemed to be something he had always longed for in the darkness behind him.

Hagrid also noticed Voldemort's vision and looked aside hurriedly.

A thin but firm-footed figure came over.

"Hahaha!"

Voldemort smiled. He finally smiled, from the bottom of his heart.

He finally arrived!

"You finally came!"

Hagrid also recognized the person: "Harry? No! Why can't you...wuwuwu!"

Bellatrix immediately used magic to silence Hagrid.

Harry stopped, now standing not far from Voldemort.

There was firmness in his eyes, but what was surprising was that although Harry was wielding his wand, he had no intention of resisting.

It was as if the boy who was a thorn in Voldemort's side had come to die.

Even Voldemort thought of Harry in his dreams, even though people like Bellatrix tried their best to catch the boy in front of him and dedicate him to his master.

But facing the "contradictory" Harry, they all had some "hesitation".

But how can this be?

The gap in strength between the two was like a chasm. Harry was standing not far from Voldemort at this moment. With such a distance, even Merlin's rebirth could not save him.

If Voldemort wanted, Harry could die in a hundred ways.

But... Voldemort only needs one!

"You know? I really appreciate what your friend Kevin said: Die too much! So..."

Voldemort raised the Elder Wand!

"Awada..."

Harry closed his eyes!

……

Everyone has very strange ideas.

Although you are obviously afraid of death, you always think about what it feels like to die?

pain?

comfortable?

Or are there no feelings at all?

Even if they are curious, no one wants to know the answer.

Because until now, the only way to get the answer to this question is to experience it for yourself.

Obviously, no one wants to experience this.

Harry had thought this way too.

Today he finally had a chance to find out.

Harry suddenly felt a very strange feeling after being swallowed by the green light.

A short but long wait!

This was a very contradictory and inaccurate explanation, but Harry couldn't think of any other explanation.

As for feeling?

Harry could only feel nothing, not even a feeling.

Weird!

When he "recovered" again, he found himself in a vast expanse of whiteness.

Harry stood up from the ground and looked around curiously.

Everything as far as the eye can see is bright white.

"This is... heaven?"

Harry thinks he should go to heaven...right?

Although he has had dirty thoughts, he has never done anything crazy or bad in his short life.

"wrong!"

Harry found that he did not seem to be in heaven, but in a place similar to a waiting hall.

"The entrance to heaven?"

At this time, Harry found something like a "chair" not far away, and there seemed to be something underneath.

A thing that says whether it is black or not, and whether it is white or not.

It only showed a corner, but it looked extremely dazzling in this white.

Harry walked over and leaned down to look.

"Fake!"

Harry went straight to "Britishness".

He was so frightened that he almost sat on the ground.

There was a corpse underneath!

It's not accurate to say it's a corpse. Strictly speaking, it seems to be alive.

And the corpse was very weird, like a skinned monster.

Harry remembered that Kevin once told him that there was a cruel punishment in the ancient East, skinning!

Harry felt terrible and disgusting at the time.

But this thing in front of me is even more terrifying and disgusting.

It's like being peeled and marinated in soy sauce for a long time.

"what?"

At this moment, Harry realized that the "thing" in front of him seemed familiar? !

how to say?

That face seems to be that of Voldemort? !

"Is this..."

"It seems you found him!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind!

Harry stood up quickly and looked behind him.

The familiar figure walked towards him in the white light.

Dumbledore!