I, Hogwarts Week Two

Chapter 591: Ending - For Everyone

(The previous chapter has been modified)

The year Harry entered school, I stepped down as professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts and passed the position to my favorite student, Snape.

Snape's deliberate targeting of Harry made me pay attention to this young wizard.

One day I came to the school dueling club and I saw Harry and his friends arguing with the Slytherin students.

On a sudden impulse, I called Harry to the stage to be my opponent and show him how to duel properly.

A magical scene appeared.

The spells cast by both of us were entangled in the air. It turned out that the core of our wands - the phoenix tail feathers came from the same phoenix.

What a coincidence.

From then on, I began to pay special attention to this child.

Adolescents have all kinds of worries, about love, friendship, and study.

But it’s more about adventure.

I don't know why, but every year, he and his friends have all kinds of magical adventures. I often protect them in the dark - what a carefree child.

I thought so, but there was an extra sense of melancholy and envy in my heart.

Many years later, Harry graduated.

I don't know how old Dumbledore is.

One day, he suddenly came to me and told me that he was about to die.

He wanted to see his deceased relatives before he died.

I didn't refuse and gave him the Resurrection Stone.

I might never be able to fall in love with anyone, but I would never want to leave Hogwarts.

My whole life is in this castle.

This is my ordinary life, or perhaps another life of mine.

My name is Tom Riddle.

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"Strange magic."

A group of stars floated in the lavender sea, which were completely different from the surrounding stars.

Its light is such a warm, mellow orange.

Rather than the cold blue-white color of most of the stars in this distant cluster.

The stars fell into the false hands of the goddess.

If Owen were here, he would definitely recognize that this magic power was the magic of love belonging to Harry's mother.

"It seems that something new has been born in this world."

A strange ball of magic, which did not attract the attention of the gods.

Just swallow this ball of magic power as usual.

Then he pointed into the void.

A huge hole suddenly appeared in the sea beneath my feet.

Through this hole, a damp breath with a strong vitality spread out.

"It's time," the god said calmly, "to complete the great unification."

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the other side.

In front of the north gate of Hogwarts.

Seeing Voldemort fall, everyone fell into great joy.

Everyone laughed and laughed.

They looked at each other and cried.

The victory came too suddenly. No one expected it.

"We won!" Hermione turned around in surprise and hugged Owen.

She didn't expect the ending to be like this

Easier than she expected?

But over there, Tom Riddle had already fallen to the ground, he was limp, twitching, with nothing in his pale hands.

He was grasping at something, perhaps the elusive fate.

But his fate was determined from the very beginning, seventeen years ago.

"We won?" Harry also said.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

The string that had been taut for many years finally loosened today.

Owen patted Hermione on the back.

Bury your head in her hair.

Feeling this warmth.

"What's wrong?" Hermione's smile stopped abruptly. The boy's sudden emotion in her arms made her feel a little uneasy.

"Nothing," Owen said.

"ended."

He let go of the girl and looked at her cheek with clear eyes.

"It's just the last step."

"The last step? What last step!" Hermione said uneasily.

But before she could continue asking.

Suddenly a chilling fear swept through her.

Hermione looked up in surprise.

I don't know when the sky suddenly became "clear".

The original dark clouds and light snow are now gone.

She had never seen the stars so clear.

The Milky Way hung upside down above her head like a ribbon, so beautiful and so strange.

Suddenly, maybe it was her illusion.

The Milky Way actually fell from the sky like flowing water.

A silver mist-like galaxy descended nine thousand feet of light and gathered beside the fallen body of Tom Riddle.

"What happened? Didn't we just win?" Hagrid beside him said, panting.

The temperature around him dropped by more than ten degrees, which made his voice tinge with sweat.

"Act 3, Act 3!" Owen said easily, "All super-shadow stories are like this—"

He held the crystal wand in his hand and walked in front of everyone.

"The final battle in the third act."

"Okay, let's leave the professional matters to professionals. The Gryffindors who have finished the filming can leave now."

He said calmly.

"Wait - Owen, what are you going to do?" Hermione said impatiently.

"To do what I should do." He said calmly.

His free left hand pulled a stone from his pocket.

That is the Resurrection Stone, one of the three sacred artifacts.

He clutched the stone.

Soon a familiar voice came to my ears.

Owen saw many people coming towards him.

Those figures with illusory bodies looked neither like ghosts nor like living people, and everyone had a smile on his face.

Dumbledore was still wearing his purple robes, smiling, with a steely gaze behind his half-moon eyes.

Grindelwald walked side by side with him. He was no longer young, but had become old and frail. He was wearing a large black robe, and his eyes were just as gentle when he looked at him.

Grandma Wenda Rochelle was still as elegant as ever, wearing a satin dark green dress, and was waving to him.

The next man was a stranger to him. Owen had only seen his photo. It was his father, McCowan Hunter. He was wearing a black uniform, like a military training uniform.

Owen never knew his father, but there must be something special about him for his wonderfully brilliant mother to have chosen this man.

The last person to appear was, of course, his mother, Gabrielle Rozier.

They didn't speak.

Because there is no need to say more.

Owen clenched his fists and faced Voldemort's body invaded by stars on the stone bridge under the gaze of his family.

Time passes little by little.

The brightness of the stars grew stronger and stronger.

Gradually, a false golden sun formed at its source.

Like the halo of a dying world.

All the stars fell to the ground.

And the sun cast down countless black silk lines.

It pierces into the earth like a blood vessel.

A rumbling sound was heard, as if the world was ending.

As this false golden sun became more and more dazzling, all light was suppressed and became dim.

The sun is not as warm and gentle as any natural thing, but carries with it an indescribable sense of weirdness and oppression, as if it is an ancient and powerful being that is slowly unveiling its sleeping veil.

Black blood vessels extended from the depths of the sun, becoming more and more numerous and denser. They intertwined in the air to form a huge net, slowly covering the entire continent.

Every time a thread touched the ground, it would cause a violent earthquake, dust flying, and cracks spreading, as if the earth itself was being torn apart by this force. Plants withered, rivers dried up, and the wailing of creatures rose and fell, creating a doomsday scene.

People were terrified.

The joy of victory disappeared in a few breaths.

"finally."

"I'm back again."

All the stars on the stone bridge sank into Tom's body.

Maybe it's too much.

His body swelled up rapidly like a balloon.

And at the moment of tearing, it suddenly collapsed inward.

Tom's body was like clay being kneaded at will. After a few breaths, a tall woman with a face exactly the same as Owen appeared in front of everyone.

"So, you are the backup plan left by Merlin?"

The deity glanced at Owen.

Then I immediately lost interest.

The ancient magic that Owen possessed was like the difference between the sea and the river compared to hers.

You really don't think that you can defeat Zhi just by obtaining some of Zhi's lost magic power!

Besides, Owen is just a mortal now and does not truly possess the power of the gods. A bug is still a bug after all and there is no possibility of him harming the gods in the slightest.

"Although I don't like to put it this way." Owen shrugged, "But it is indeed the case."

"Then how are you going to defeat me?" the goddess said calmly, as if they were not mortal enemies.

"I don't need to defeat you. Ionia Samothrace, the goddess of corruption." Owen picked up his crystal wand. When he first got this wand, Ollivander said that this wand contained terrible dark power.

Although the dark power contained in it suddenly disappeared in the end, Owen now knew that it did not disappear, but merged into his body.

The so-called dark power is actually the magic of the stars, which is ancient magic.

It is the magic contained in the first star that fell to the earth.

Owen gently ran the wand across his palms.

Two wounds appeared.

The important thing about star magic is not the magic.

But the stars.

"I don't need to defeat you," he repeated.

Reach out and hold the blood vessel hanging from the sun.

A strange connection was suddenly formed.

"Every blood vessel, every ominous monster, every star visible to the naked eye is a part of you."

"Victory?"

"Merlin never intended to defeat you."

Owen smiled slightly, looking at the face that looked like his own. He suddenly laughed, not knowing whether he was laughing at the other person's overconfidence or at himself, whose fate was so heavy.

The sky and the earth were falling down around him.

The mountains and rivers are crumbling before my eyes.

Living things are hanging upside down.

The gods want to merge the world into one star, and he is the only one who can stop it.

He will stand up.

He stepped forward like any man with the power to stop the world from falling.

He believed that if the person standing here was Harry.

If it was Hermione.

If it was Ron.

Hannah, Justin, Luna and his friends would all make the same choice as him.