Hogwarts God of Ice and Fire

Harry walked out of Professor McGonagall's office in a daze. He didn't remember how long he had been in the Pensieve, nor why he came there.

He only knew that he was Voldemort's last Horcrux, and that he was the threat that Lynn and Irina had to resolve before they could kill Voldemort...

On that dark and windy night, a fragment of Voldemort's soul attached to the only living person in the house, and from that moment on, he became Voldemort's Horcrux.

This is also why he can contact Voldemort through dreams, can peek into Voldemort's perspective, and his own emotions can be bewitched by Voldemort...

What was in his mind was not Voldemort's soul fragment, but Voldemort's Horcrux!

"To kill Voldemort, I must die... Why... Since Professor Dumbledore knew that I was going to die, why did he let me see all this, see the prosperity of this magical world..."

Two tear marks appeared on Harry's face. He didn't know when he started crying.

Harry understood that his fate was to become the last sacrifice before killing Voldemort and become a stepping stone for the future peace of the wizarding world. Only his death could kill Voldemort and restore peace to the wizarding world...

How cruel is this?!

Harry would rather die on that dark and windy night. At least, he would know nothing and see nothing.

However, he came to Hogwarts, saw the wonderful and gorgeous magic, met lovely friends and classmates, and witnessed the arrival of a brand new era of magic...

And at this moment, he was going to die, to die for everything he cherished...

Is he willing? Of course not!

But does he have any other options? No...

Harry walked slowly out of the castle. He intended to take a look at the Black Lake, to take a look at the Black Lake in the evening.

At the same time, Lin En, who was supposed to be brewing blood fusion potion in the dormitory, and Irina, who was supposed to be studying magic notes, appeared at the shore of Black Lake at the same time.

As Lin En waved the magic wand in his hand, countless golden threads intertwined to form an illusion array that completely covered the shores of the Black Lake. The scene in the illusion array was distorted, and the alchemical detector was also integrated into the illusion array under Lin En's control.

"Lynn, is this really necessary? This is just like rubbing salt into Harry's wounds. Isn't it a bit...too cruel..."

Irina looked at the illusion in front of her, then glanced at Harry who had just stepped out of the castle gate and was walking towards here, and couldn't help but said with pity.

Lin En shook his head and said calmly, "No, this is necessary. Harry needs to go through this battle before he can make up his mind..."

Lynn tapped his wand lightly on his own and Irina's head respectively, and felt a wonderful feeling as if the cold liquid was flowing through their bodies. The Disillusionment Spell made their figures disappear on the spot.

Harry walked in confusion. He didn't notice anything unusual. He stepped into the illusion array and came to the shore of Black Lake.

"This castle, this wonderful magic, this beautiful magical world, is really peaceful. Everyone loves it, and everyone longs to stay here, but I... have to leave..."

Harry muttered to himself as he looked out at the black lake reflecting the setting sun.

But at this moment, a childish voice came from beside him: "So, sir, why do you want to leave?"

Harry looked over and saw a child who looked to be only about eleven or twelve years old. He recognized that it was his younger self, with the messy hair, the bright lightning scar, the childish face, and the thin body...

Harry was upset by the news that he was also a Horcrux, which prevented him from thinking about why his younger self appeared in front of him...

He just followed his inner thoughts and whispered confusedly: "I... don't know..."

The younger self suddenly changed in front of him. His small body grew taller and taller at a speed visible to the naked eye, becoming Harry's appearance, and then continued to become older.

Soon, the "Harry" in front of Harry became an adult, with a beard on his chin and a bit of vicissitudes in his eyes.

"who are you?"

Harry turned around and finally faced the "Harry" in front of him.

Harry smiled and said calmly, "If you are willing to believe it, I am you. We are one. I am showing you your inner self..."

Harry was silent. He looked at the "Harry" in front of him, not knowing what to say.

But at this moment, "Harry" continued to speak, and he said calmly: "You obviously know, but... the answer is meaningless..."

Harry remained silent. Was the answer meaningless? What was the meaning of an answer that ended in death?

"Harry" sighed softly and said: "Admit it, you are tired. We are all tired, so we plan to leave here, you, me... and him..."

As Harry spoke, his figure suddenly changed, and the figure of the eleven-year-old "Harry" suddenly appeared, but disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"You, your past, and your future..."

"Harry" seemed to be stating a fact.

Harry suddenly calmed down. He looked at "Harry" and asked softly, "When are we leaving here?"

Harry smiled and said, "Anytime! We will leave this beautiful dream with you forever... This is the greatest respect we can offer to those who are determined to die!"

Harry was silent again. He looked at "himself" in front of him and remained silent.

Until "Harry" spoke again: "It's an extremely absurd way to take an extreme approach, but it's not uncommon in you, because before you met them, before you met those friends..."

As Harry waved his hand, the shadows of Irina, Ron, Hermione, Lynn, Neville, and a group of young wizards from the DA army flashed quickly before Harry's eyes.

"...your own life has always been the first chip you throw out. Of course, it is also the only chip you have as you are powerless..."

"You don't care whether Voldemort is dead or alive, nor do you care whether the wizarding world can have peace in the future. You are just bound by the hot shackles of the world as a 'savior' and pushed to the center of the stage..."

"And then... become the last victim of this great event, the event that brought Lord Voldemort to his death and created peace for the wizarding world's future..."

Harry said as he looked into Harry's emerald eyes.