Hogwarts: Slytherin Kiss

Indra's eyes turned to another battlefield, and she happened to see McGonagall, Slughorn, Kingsley and Flitwick all blown away.

After the last and most loyal servant was killed, Voldemort's anger completely exploded, and he raised his wand and pointed it at Mrs. Longbottom.

Many people tried to cast the Iron Armor Charm among them, but a familiar voice shouted, "Armor for protection!"

The resisters in the auditorium had not yet recovered, and then the figure of Harry Potter appeared in the center of the auditorium.

"I knew—" Draco whispered in Indra's ear, "Poor Potter."

Indra tilted her head back and smiled silently.

The auditorium fell silent again after a burst of cheers.

In the deathly silence, Voldemort and Harry Potter looked at each other.

Harry said calmly: "There are no more Horcruxes, only you and me. One of us will leave forever."

Voldemort sneered contemptuously, "Do you think it's you, Dumbledore's puppet? The boy who survived by chance?"

Without waiting for Harry to answer, Voldemort deliberately ignored him and looked at the few conspicuous light golden colors in the crowd.

"But before I take care of you, I need to figure out something that confuses me."

"Draco? I thought you were dead."

Voldemort's scarlet snake eyes showed doubts and curiosity, but everyone knew that he was now on the verge of going on a killing spree.

Draco's cheeks tightened, and his gray eyes stared directly at Voldemort without saying a word.

"Oh, the one next to you, we have met before, right? A Mudblood, a Mudblood from Slytherin. Lord Voldemort forgives you, appreciates capable people, serve me, and you can be together."

The crowd's attention turned to Indra and Draco.

But both of them stood there without moving, with nothing but indifference in their eyes.

Draco's light golden hair was so conspicuous in the ruins of the castle and in the gray light outside the window.

His gray-blue eyes looked at Voldemort: "Malfoy will no longer serve you."

Voldemort glanced coldly at Lucius behind him. Lucius averted his eyes when his former master looked over.

Draco turned to look at Indra beside him, his eyes focused, and Indra also turned to look at him.

With everyone watching, the Death Eaters and the Hogwarts resisters watching, Draco kissed Indra on the lips.

He had imagined countless times of being together openly and openly with Indra, and now was the best time.

From now on, even in death, there will no longer be any cover-up or concealment.

There was a soft gasping sound all around, and the people behind them all widened their eyes, and some even dropped the wands in their hands in fright.

Pureblood wizards and Muggle wizards dared to kiss in front of Voldemort.

Slytherin has always liked to take the wrong approach.

"It's nice to be young...it's nice to be young..." murmured the disgraced Slughorn.

He has long said that love is the most dangerous and uncontrollable thing in the world.

"That's enough, you will be the first to die later." Voldemort's cold and high-pitched voice said clearly, "I have forgiven Malfoy too many times."

Harry came back to his senses and said loudly: "You don't want to kill anyone else tonight, do you understand? In order to prevent you from hurting them, I am prepared to die——"

"you have not!"

"I went to die. That's the key. I did what my mother did for me. You can't hurt them anymore. I know a lot of very important things that you don't know. Do you want to hear it so that you don't make another big mistake?" Wrong, Riddle?"

Voldemort seemed to be confused by Harry's words and did not take action easily.

"Love again?" Voldemort mocked, "Dumbledore's magic weapon, love? He claimed that love could defeat death, but it didn't stop him from falling from the tower! Love didn't stop me from treating your mudblood mother like a cockroach Crushed to death all the same."

"Potter, no one will stand up for you this time. Who will save you?"

Harry took out the Elder Wand.

Voldemort's scarlet snake eyes stared at him and mocked, "Is this what you rely on? Potter? The Elder Wand? Harry Potter, Dumbledore's favorite boy, broke into him for the Elder Wand. 's tomb. But you are not its owner. You don't have the guts or the ability. This wand already belongs to me. I killed Severus, just a few hours ago."

The crowd of onlookers became commotion again.

"I took it away." Indra said coldly and loudly.

Harry: "Snape is not the master of the Elder Wand! He is not yours either! As early as when you started to capture my mother, Snape was Dumbledore's. You never found out because of that You can’t understand feelings, can you? Just like you don’t understand why Malfoy is no longer loyal to you?!”

Voldemort's snake-like flat nostrils suddenly opened, and his scarlet eyes stared at Potter.

Indra's eyes moved in astonishment, and many forgotten memories suddenly connected together.

Draco took a breath. No wonder Professor Snape was very concerned about his relationship with Indra from the beginning.

No wonder he said those words.

Harry: "You've never seen Snape's Patronus, have you? Riddle - it's a doe, just like my mother's, and he's been in love with her almost all his life, ever since they were children. You should He asked you to let my mother go, right?"

Indra lowered her eyes and glanced at her fire dragon leather bag. She didn't know if Professor Snape was awake, but she hoped he wasn't awake.

A sneer appeared on Voldemort's twisted snake face, "Severus? I should have killed him when he begged for mercy for that mudblood. How pitiful, having been protecting that mudblood and another man's son. But now Nothing matters anymore! I destroyed them! By the way, I destroyed their so-called great love! Potter, you are the one who doesn’t understand.”

"Think carefully, Riddle, and try to do some repentance before you kill me..."

"What do you mean?" Voldemort's pupils shrank into two narrow slits.

"It's useless for you to kill Snape. You don't need to kill anyone to win the Elder Wand. Before Dumbledore died, another person had already seized the Elder Wand, and that person used to stay in Malfoy Manor, and even the Elder Wand I was also in Malfoy Manor, and I appeared under your nose! Think about it——"

"After Dumbledore, the real owner of the Elder Wand was Draco. When you broke into Dumbledore's tomb, Indra took it out first."

The blank shock on Voldemort's face flashed away, and his narrowed snake eyes showed anger and madness.

Harry: "And now, I am the master of the Elder Wand."

Suddenly, the magic dome of the auditorium erupted with golden-red light, and the broken window sill also revealed bright and dazzling sunlight, filling the auditorium and covering everyone in a fiery red.

The sun is rising.

Indra narrowed her eyes reflexively, unable to see clearly Voldemort and Harry, who were standing facing each other in circles.

Two voices reciting incantations sounded loudly and eagerly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"ExpelliarmuS!"

After the blinding light and deafening explosion disappeared, Tom Riddle fell to the ground, dead like a mortal.

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