38 years of past events

The Death Eaters were cheering, shouting with excitement, they shot fireworks into the sky, and all lawlessness was allowed at this moment.They beat the corpse with Cruciatus, kicked and spit on him, and Harry was trampled and fucked repeatedly, like a random piece of plasticine, until everyone confirmed that he was really unconscious, It was really dead, and the father signaled them to stop.

Now we have come to the secluded hillside next to him, and I stand shoulder to shoulder with him in front, behind us is a row of Death Eaters standing neatly, we can see Hogwarts Castle not far away, and the wind blows from everyone Blowing in front of his face, bringing his faint voice.

"Did you see? Our ancestors created everything here 1000 years ago." He looked at the majestic fortress, "However, Godric and the others didn't believe his words. To this day, the entanglements between Muggles and wizards are still inexhaustible." Going on, but that doesn't matter because time has proved Salazar right. My mother proved everything with her own life."

"Yaxley, what time is it?"

"My honorable master, it is now 4:35."

"Very good!" There was a smile on the corner of his lipless mouth, "Randolph, it's your turn, tell them that Harry Potter is dead, let them open the castle for us, and surrender for us. The Dark Lord can come again Give them a chance."

I looked at the castle not too far away from us by a small hill, and then a voice amplified by magic hit the opposite side: "Harry Potter is dead, and the Boy Who Lived was killed by us. We respect the Teachers at Hogwarts, don't want to spill pureblood blood, so obey our orders, lay down your weapons, follow us, open your castle, surrender to us, the killing will stop from now on! You heard me !"

I really hope they do that because it means everything can stop here.But - the gears of fate will not stop, just like me, no one is soberly aware of the uncertainty of the future.

After a few minutes, every window in the castle was lit up, regardless of whether there were people or nobody, the confinement room or the astronomy tower, all of them were lit with candlelight, and those lights wrapped Hogwarts and pierced the sky Dementors, we heard shouts from the castle, the voice of resistance and fighting, there are students, children, old people, they are a group of people, a group of people, more and more, louder and louder, their voices Not enlarged by magic, but gathered together, it formed the most solid force, passed through the hills, and spread here to scare everyone in the Death Eaters.

An angry and terrifying light flashed in his father's eyes. He took a breath, raised his finger slightly, and when it fell again, there was a cold voice: "Let's go to war!"

For a moment, all the Death Eaters raised their wands, and beams of light emanated from the top of the wands, lighting up the desperate night. Those death spells were like raindrops, heading straight towards Hogwarts.Almost at the same time, I saw beams of light emanating from the castle, and those beams of light intersected in the sky, finally forming a huge golden barrier, enveloping Hogwarts, and the spells of death were all scattered in the sky the moment they touched the barrier. It exploded with an ear-splitting roar, and fell like a meteor in the next second.

"What's that?" I asked him.

"Hogwarts' ultimate warding spell, I can't think of—" he said, "they're still so stupid, why don't they learn their lesson."

He held out his hand, "Give me your hand."

I grabbed his cold hand, and now, we raised our wands together, and fired the most dazzling light toward the castle in front of us: "Avada Kedavra!!!"

The spell rushed towards the barrier of Hogwarts with an unstoppable momentum. At the moment of collision, I felt the vibration from the wand in my palm, the trembling of power, my father and I held each other even tighter, and we stood firm. There, as if standing at the top of history, the innate magic was injected into the staff, becoming stronger and stronger, breaking all light, getting brighter and brighter, and finally bursting Huo with a huge power. Gevoz's protective spell.

At the same time, the army of Death Eaters behind them fired spells together, and those rays of light drew spectacular and dazzling trajectories under the night, all gathered in the direction of the castle.

And the professors of Hogwarts also issued light spells into the sky almost without hesitation. Several spells collided with each other, accompanied by the sound of the protective spell shattering, and finally a flame exploded in the sky, burning half of the sky.

The protective spell collapsed completely, and the candlelight at Hogwarts was annihilated. Across the hill, I heard the sound of the spell's explosion coming to the square.My father and I let go, he retracted his wand, stood on the hill and looked at Hogwarts with cold and expectant eyes, the strong wind blew his robe up and fluttered, behind him, It is the splendor of the sky illuminated by light, and the splendor of spells falling like meteors.

After many years, there has never been a dark wizard like him, but when I think of this day, I still sigh at the great magic he illuminated for a century in that night. I am lucky to live in that era, and he The moment of fighting shoulder to shoulder.

With the tearing of the spell under the sky, the sky turned pale, and morning was coming soon.

"Everything is coming to an end..." His voice was very soft, and he let out a triumphant exclamation in the wind. He turned around and looked at Harry on the ground with a smug smile, "Now it's time to go to the castle, let them see See what happens to their heroes."

"Mulcyber, put this boy in that fool's hand, so that he can show his weakness, won't he?"

Mulciber threw Harry's body roughly to Hagrid, and Hagrid finally couldn't help crying the moment he caught it.

"Wait, there's this one, don't forget the glasses." Evira casually closed her round eyes on Harry's face, as if she was watching such a ridiculous thing, everyone laughed Voice.

Then, Hagrid, who was holding Harry, walked in the front, and two Death Eaters pointed at him with their wands behind him: "Hurry up, big guy!"

The sun has not yet risen, but the white light of the morning has illuminated the road, and we walked through the dense bushes in the direction of Hogwarts.Halfway through, Amycus Caro came up to me quietly and asked, "You don't look very happy tonight?"

"Nothing." I said.

"By the way, have you seen my sister?"

I turned my head and glanced at him, and sneered, "There have been too many battles recently, maybe she died."

He turned pale, and continued to ask me with trembling lips: "How could that be? Who killed her then!"

"I don't know, I said maybe, maybe she's still alive."

"Is she alive? But why hasn't she come back, and why you don't look happy at all."

"Amycus, you talk too much." I warned him.

"I'm sorry, I just, just wanted to know about my sister, I'm sorry."

In front of the Hogwarts castle, the victorious army stopped, the square was quiet, and my father stood in the center of the castle: "Big man, throw him over here, he should be at my feet, this position is very suitable he."

"Come on!" Bella ordered to Hagrid.

Harry was thrown to the ground, his father kicked the corpse on the ground, and laughed triumphantly again, "See, your hero, your Boy Who Lived is still doomed today, when he was running away He was killed by me, and when you were about to save him and sacrifice, he slipped away, did you see that, this is your hero." His voice was amplified into the castle.

"Come out now, all! We have won the battle and you have lost half your warriors. The Boy Who Lived is finished, come out! Now if you come out of the castle and submit to me, I will end the war, I will forgive you, and your families, children, brothers and sisters will join me, and together we will build a new world."

The gate of the castle was opened, and McGonagall, Slughorn, and Flitwick appeared first.

"No! Harry!" It was McGonagall who screamed first. In the seven years at Hogwarts, I have never heard McGonagall have such a heart-piercing moment.

Then Trelawney, Sprout and other professors came out one after another, followed by Gryffindor students, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin.And of course all of Dumbledore's Army, the Order of the Phoenix.The square was crowded with survivors of the battle. When they saw Harry's body, each of them had a sad and sad expression on their faces.

"Harry Potter is dead! You understand now, deluded people, he is dead, the boy who saved himself at the sacrifice of others has completely disappeared!" He paced in front of Harry's body Said.

"No!"

"No! He died for us!"

"He once defeated you! Even if he dies, he is still our hero!"

Ron, Hermione, and Ginny shouted one after another, which contained crying anger, which sounded more painful than McGonagall.Then more people cried out, and their grief and indignation echoed deafeningly in the square.The Death Eaters started swearing behind them, wishing they could kill them all now.

"Quiet!" With his father's yell, a white light with a loud noise exploded in the air.Then everyone was quiet again, except for a few low sobs.

"And now I say it one last time, Harry Potter is dead! He is dead! He will never wake up again! I command you all, come here obediently now, surrender to me, serve me! To the great Lord Dark Lord surrender!" He greeted his loyalists with outstretched arms as if welcoming victory.

"Come here, Draco!" I yelled.

Draco's face was pale, and he moved slowly. Sure enough, under his demonstration, someone finally came over, and the first batch of Slytherin students came towards us.

"Well done, Draco." My father praised him, but I couldn't see any joy in his face.

"Your mother's in the back, go find her," I whispered in Draco's ear as he passed me, gratitude in his eyes.

"What about the others? Are you still counting on some resistance?"

As the father's words fell, another firm voice sounded: "Yes! We will never bow to you! You evil dark wizard!"

"Who is this?" He said in a snake-like soft voice: "Who wants to prove the result of the loser's attempt to continue the struggle?"

"Master, it's Neville Longbottom. The son of the Auror more than ten years ago." Bella smiled maliciously.

"Oh, Longbottom, I remember, Randolph, I think you'd be more interested in this boy."

I walked up to the front, Neville looked at me, his eyes were very brave, more determined than when I saw him a few years ago, in fact, I knew at that time that this child would grow into a real Gryffindor, From the moment he killed Daisy.

"I'm sorry. After all these years, I have finally begun to understand that her death is the greatest regret and fault in my life. However, this is by no means the reason for you to destroy everything and hurt everything." The voice that spoke was sincere and sad.

"She is innocent."

"My parents were also innocent."

"They're Aurors! But she's not! She's not even a Death Eater, she didn't hurt anyone, and everyone hurt her."

Neville looked back at the crowd behind him, and said, "Did you see that? They are just like her. Those students are not even Aurors. What did they do wrong? Is it because you flaunted the so-called proud blood?" , must let them die!" Finally he almost shouted.

I can't refute it. No one knows the right or wrong of this war.

"Randolph, what are you hesitating about? Let's do it, and let those who try to resist us see what their end will be!" My father stood beside him and urged.

I breathed out with difficulty through my open and closed chest, raised my wand, and waved it lightly. The Sorting Hat flew out of the castle and landed on his head. I told him: "Yes, they must die. If they don't die, we will die." will die. And I will not allow such a thing to happen!"

"Well, there is no need for the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts now. We have won! There will be no need for another house, and from now on, everyone will be my noble ancestor Salazar S. Wright's students." I yelled at each of them, and the students on the other side started shaking their heads and crying, while the Death Eaters applauded.Father nodded in relief: "That's true, well done."

"If you really understand Daisy, understand love, you should stop!" Neville finally shouted at me.

"Shut up! Neville Longbottom!"

"Get to your senses, Randolph!"

"Incendio!" I waved my wand, and the flames quickly burned the Sorting Hat. At the same time, Neville Longbottom shouted with all his strength: "Long live Dumbledore's Army!"

There was a resounding and thorough response from the crowd, they were echoing Neville's slogan, even the suppression spells of the Death Eaters could not completely control it.

The father got angry, and he shot a spell at the leading professor in front of him, and the professor fell down, and the screaming and anger of the crowd suddenly became stronger, and they all seemed crazy, no matter if they were old people, children, men or women Wizards, each of them rushed towards us desperately holding their wands tightly.

"Kill them!" Father ordered.

The final battle between the Death Eaters army and Hogwarts broke out!

The author has something to say:

When I first watched the movie, the moment when Lao Fu broke the Hogwarts protective spell alone was really spectacular and dazzling, so in this chapter, the plot about the small basket and Lao Fu holding hands and launching the spell was my idea. I’ve been working on it for a long time, and I really hope that I can also write about the magnificent momentum that stands at the top of history in the movie, but I don’t know if I can write it successfully...