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Although the nearby beach is still shrouded in the depths of night, the dividing line between the sea and the sky is being dyed a warm color by the morning light. The golden yellow is slowly extending along the ripples of the waves. The sea breeze flew happily towards the sun that was still submerged below the horizon, leaving behind a few rough sounds with echoes.

"If he doesn't want to talk, don't force him to talk, and don't force him to listen to you." As I walked toward the rock where Harry was sitting, I met Bill, his hair blown tousled by the wind.

The place where we apparated in the distance seemed to have been cast with a spell of protection and invisibility. Seeing my eyes looking there, Bill said in a hoarse voice: "I haven't figured out how to deal with this. The truth is that he should be buried in the family cemetery. His mother is buried in Godric's Hollow, but there is no doubt that it is being closely monitored by mysterious people, and Mr. Black must be consulted—”

"Before Tallus died . . . mentioned not wanting Mr. Black to know about it," I said. "I think—"

"Let's talk about it." Bill sighed, "We already made a wooden coffin yesterday, and cast a spell around it... We can't keep him there forever, and it will be troublesome if Muggles find out—go ahead, I Go back and see if there is anything else that needs help, Furong must have been exhausted yesterday."

Harry sat motionless on the rock, staring blankly at the slowly rising sun in the distance.I thought he didn't realize that someone had climbed onto the reef again, but as soon as I sat next to him, he silently pulled the blanket off his body and put it on me.I returned the glasses to him, and he put them back on without saying a word.The sea water is constantly beating the reef under your feet, and you can feel the cold temperature of the sea when you sit on it.I clumsily divided the blanket in half and gave him another half. I still didn’t feel too warm. After thinking for a long time, I slowly remembered that I had a magic wand in my hand. It's not a spell anymore.

"I always thought I could be a hero." I had just used a silent spell to make the blanket longer and warmer when Harry suddenly said, "It's funny to say that when Dumbledore told me that I might be with Neville It is also one of the people who can defeat the mysterious person in the prophecy, after the initial fear passed, I even felt a little excited."

I responded lightly to show that I was listening.

"My feeling that I'm luckier than Neville... so selfish, isn't it?" He probably wanted to laugh at himself a few times, but he could only cough because his throat was so hoarse, "And look at me now... I’m just a coward who listened to the news of my parents’ death from others, and watched my friends die in front of my eyes but couldn’t do anything about it... I actually called others cowards.”

"There is nothing we can do, you are not alone, all of us can only helplessly..." Even though I knew it would be better to let him continue to think and say what he thought at this time, I still couldn't help but look at him red and swollen His eyes whispered, "It's not your fault, Harry."

"Are you saying that Dumbledore really foresaw all this? He told us not to tell you anything in the sixth grade, and nothing was left to Tallus in the will..." Despite the sea breeze blowing all night, His fingers were still warm.When he reached out to brush the hair covering my right cheek, I hesitated for a moment, letting his fingers touch the scar protruding from the skin.

"I really don't understand why he thought of everything, but he didn't even want to warn us or hint at us." Harry's voice was like a rough wooden wheel rolling over a hard ground covered with dead leaves, " I'm scared, Alice, I can't help but think, we've been doing things under his arrangement, even though he's already buried in Hogwarts, we're still wandering outside to complete the things he told us... But how many things did Dumbledore arrange, are these people I lost, my parents, Talus... all in his arrangement?"

"You said before that Professor Dumbledore will deduce the worst situation and try to prepare for that situation." I know it's not surprising that he thought of anything at this time, "I think...even if he expected this kind of situation possibility, and never hope that it will actually happen.”

"But he has already left me the compensation." He took out a small golden ball from his pocket, and it stretched out two thin wings and began to flap rapidly. I realized that it was left in Dumbledore's will. His golden snitch.

"What?" I asked confusedly, "Compensation?"

"I'm sure there's a resurrection stone in it." Harry stated in a calm tone that I couldn't understand at all, "The mysterious man only knows that it's his grandfather Marvolo Gaunt's ring, but the gem on the ring It's one of the three Deathly Hallows, and if I open it, I can resurrect whoever I want to see—"

"Harry," I felt a little horror, "there is no magic in this world that can bring people back to life. We all know that the mysterious man can be resurrected because he prepared a Horcrux before, and his previous disappearance didn't really mean anything." Death above—”

"I know." He slapped his knee with his free hand, looking agitated, "but it's the Deathly Hallows—"

"Are you talking about... the story in the story collection of Beedle the Poet? The three brothers met the god of death, and the god of death gave the eldest a magic wand that was invincible, gave the second a stone that could bring the dead back to life, and gave them A flawless invisibility cloak for the youngest—don't be kidding Harry, that's just a story—"

My voice cut off. Harry does have a flawless Invisibility Cloak, and I had heard Mr. Fusco and Mr. Ollivander discuss an invincible wand in the dungeon a few months ago.

"That's why Dumbledore put the resurrection stone in this golden snitch. He left it to me because he knew from the beginning that people around me would continue to die." Harry stared blankly at the snitch in his hand, "but I can't open it, and I don't know what the phrase 'I open at the end' means."

"But in that story, the second man committed suicide by following the girl he revived." I felt my throat go dry, "My mother told this story when I was a child and said that death is invincible, so it's okay. The boss who fights finally dies in a duel, the second who misses the old man is lured to commit suicide by the phantom of the old man, only the humble third chooses to avoid, so he lives to the end - even if, even if the resurrection stone really exists, the story in the story The resurrection stone can't completely resurrect a dead person, it's just the bait of the god of death."

"Yeah, so I'm sitting here thinking again, at this point, my first thought is not to reflect on what I've done wrong, how many things my arrogance has missed, but to blame everything that happened until I die Blame him for not telling us everything in advance... If Dumbledore could really foresee so much, how could he be easily killed by Malfoy?" I haven't had time to say a few more words for Dumbledore , Harry shook his head, rubbed his hair with the hands that were not around my shoulders, and said with a wry smile, "Your father is right, Alice, in the end I'm just an arrogant and rude brat .”

"But you've already destroyed a Horcrux." I leaned on his shoulder, closing my eyes as the sun began to glare, "Harry, you're already doing very hard things, this isn't Hogwarts None of the books have reference answers to the final exams—a lot of people have given up, but you haven’t, which is already remarkable.”

"Neville and the others already told you about the Horcruxes?" Harry finally found out about it, and I was glad to divert his attention for a while, so I nodded quickly.

"I killed Talus." But he soon became depressed again, "We were caught because I said the name of You-Know-Who, and Ron reminded us that You-Know-Who has a way to hunt down To all the people who call him by his first name, I was so excited the other day we were discussing the Deathly Hallows. If I hadn't said his name, we wouldn't have been caught at Malfoy Manor—"

"Then I, Luna, Dean, and Mr. Ollivander will still be trapped in the dungeon." I tried to comfort him, "You also saw that if you stay there for a few more days, Mr. Ollivander will be trapped in the dungeon." There's no way we can get it back. Of course, Mr. Ollivander and Tallus must mean something completely different to us, and all I'm saying is...Harry, none of us know what's going to happen next, What else will be lost, but along the way we are still trying our best to save some people, and we have saved some people. Luna told us in the dungeon that Fred and George specially set up a broadcast your news to everyone - no matter how much you doubt yourself, you are the only hope for all who are still trying to resist You-Know-Who."

"I know we've lost a lot, but we can only move forward, and it's only possible if we continue to move forward... so that those who still have them don't lose them like we did." He finally sighed, "But I I really feel like I’m reaching my limit, and if anyone—”

"We won't let you lose again." He and I put our foreheads together, "Not only you, but all of us bear this pain together-so all of us will work hard to live for the friends and family around us, I promise you on their behalf."

He gave a vague laugh, turned his face and carefully kissed the scar on my face, and I kissed the notch on his forehead that I made with Shenfeng Wuying.

It was just full light when I took Harry back to Shell Cottage and Fleur told us Mr Ollivander was awake and Neville they were in his room asking him something.

"This wand belongs to Miss Astoria Greengrass." When Harry walked over to hand the wand left by Talus to the frail old man, the old man stroked it lightly and replied, "and She feels the same, although she looks delicate, she has amazing resilience, and she can exert powerful magic if she is determined."

"So Talus stole Miss Greengrass's wand and asked us to remember to return the wand to her?" Hermione thought for a while, "You said that you saw Miss Greengrass at the end, which makes sense , why Bellatrix Lestrange has that knife in his hand."

"Probably, but we don't have enough wands right now, so we can only talk about returning them to her later." When Neville said this, he looked at Harry a little uneasy, and Harry nodded in approval, already looking calm a lot.

"I wonder if I can use this wand." Neville took out Bellatrix's wand from his pocket and handed it to Ollivander, "It's very irritable and uncontrollable in Ron's hands, but I Just tried to cast a few spells with it and it worked."

"Ah, walnut—this is Bellatrix Lestrange's wand." Ollivander just touched the thin wooden stick, and the tip of the wand began to emit golden sparks. "A powerful, untamable wand, like a wild horse, which is very difficult to use if it does not agree with the bearer."

"I got it from Bellatrix using the Disarming Charm," Neville added. "Will it accept me as its master?"

"You just said, Mr. Longbottom, that you can use it to cast spells safely and effectively, so it should already agree with you - wands and wands are different. Generally speaking, a wand is won and loyal to It will change, but the way of taking it is very important, and disarming is one of the most effective ways to win in the field of wand science, because it usually means that the previous owner has been completely defeated."

"That means I can use it safely?" Neville looked relieved, "That's great, my holly wand is broken, can you help to see if it can be fixed? "

"What's going on?" I stared wide-eyed at the broken wand that Neville carefully took out from his pocket, with only a little feather barely connected in the middle.

"We met Nagini in Godric's Hollow before." Hermione replied uncomfortablely watching Mr. Ollivander shaking his head helplessly, "I cast a blasting spell to repel it, but the spell accidentally hit Neville's wand."

"Is it dangerous for Alice to use that wand?" Seeing Neville's sad expression, Ron cleared his throat and changed the subject, "I remember that she didn't take her wand by herself."

"Let me see—thank you." Mr. Ollivander took the wand I handed him, "hawthorn and unicorn hair, just ten inches, with a good spring—this used to be Draco Malfoy's wand."

"Yes, after Talus used the Imperius Curse to subdue Malfoy, he took the wand from him and gave it to Alice." Ron said, "In this way, Talus is the owner of this wand." Master, isn't it?"

"I snatched this wand out of his hand once a long time ago." I suddenly recalled sneaking into the Slytherin common room in fifth year, "But I didn't use the spell, and it was very strange at first. Easy, kept spitting golden stars, and then it was easy-but then I gave him back the wand, does that count as taking?"

"There are very delicate rules of wand ownership, Miss Snape." Mr. Ollivander returned the wand to me, motioning for me to demonstrate a slightly more complicated spell.After I created a few pigeons out of thin air and then made them disappear, the old man slowly said: "Some wands simply submit to powerful wizards, some wands will show affection to specific people according to the owner's feelings, and some wands A master who only judges himself based on winning or losing... Since you can use it smoothly, I think it means it recognizes you."

"Some wands only judge their owners based on winning or losing." Harry interjected, and he and Neville exchanged glances, "Mr. Ollivander, you have heard that one must kill the previous owner to truly possess A wand?"

Ollivander looked a little surprised. He looked at me, apparently thinking I'd tipped them off about the dungeon conversation.But Neville quickly explained that he sensed that the mysterious man was looking for the Elder Wand through the connection between himself and the mysterious man.

"You told the mysterious man that the Elder Wand is in Gregorovitch's place, right?" Neville looked at Ollivander's sudden expression, "We want to know, is this true?"

"You're just making fun of him, aren't you?" Hermione asked hopefully, "It's more like a legend—"

"No, traces of the Elder Wand are entirely traceable in history, but Gregorovich...that was a rumor many years ago, probably spread by him himself, as publicity for his wand business. I don't want to Don't tell him, boy, he tortured me in various ways..."

"We know." Neville held the old man's trembling hand, which was visibly shaking, "Thank you for telling us these things, thank you very much."

"Before you came back, we found that goblin named Griphook," Hermione said to Harry and me as we descended the stairs, "It proved us that the sword of Gryffindor was real. "

"Of course it's true, otherwise how could the locket be destroyed?" Harry sat down and forced himself to take a few mouthfuls of hot soup.

"And then we had an idea, a plan," Hermione whispered to us after confirming that Fleur was tending Dean's arm in the living room, "I think - it's just speculation, but Neville thinks what I'm saying makes sense: Gringotts There may be a Horcrux in it."

"Bellatrix lost control when she thought we stole the Gryffindor sword from her vault." Despite a sleepless night and eyes swollen like they'd just been punched twice, Harry saw When I got up, I was still thinking about Hermione's words seriously, "I also think what you said makes sense. She didn't allow others to summon the mysterious person. At that time, she was completely panicked."

"She was worried that the mysterious person would find that Lestrange's vault might have been broken into. It is very likely that the mysterious person gave her something important for safekeeping." After finding another person who agreed with her, Hermione Obviously more confident, "Neville said that it is impossible for the mysterious person to directly tell Bellatrix that it is a Horcrux, so in her opinion, it is just an extremely precious property entrusted to her by the master."

"After all, for wizards, Gringotts' vault may be one of the safest places in the world." Harry lowered his head and rubbed his temples, "Assuming there is still a Horcrux in Gringotts, then we can only -"

He stopped the movement and slowly raised his head.

"Break in." Hermione took a deep breath, "I think I'm going crazy, but we can't just hang around digging the foundations without hope, can we? If we find all the Horcruxes one day later, there will be More innocent people... died like Talus did, so we went to Griphook and hoped he would cooperate with us."

"Did Griphook agree?" Harry asked. "Goblins have always been very hostile to wizards, and you need to be careful negotiating with them."

"He didn't agree or disagree. He just told us that we couldn't succeed." Ron shrugged. "But he was kind to us, saying that he was treated well by wizards in the dungeon."

"The only problem is, if we break into the Gringotts vault and take the Horcruxes, You-Know-Who will realize that his secret has been discovered." Hermione looked around, "Where did Neville go, we need Let's discuss this matter together—besides the snake, there is another Horcrux that is still missing, if the mysterious person hides it in a more secret way before we find it, our previous efforts will be wasted."

"You mean the Ravenclaw diadem?" I interjected, and they all looked at me. "I know where it is."

"Are you kidding me?" Ron said weakly. "A few hours ago you didn't even know what a Horcrux was, and the Ravenclaw diadem has been missing for centuries."

"But not only do I know where it is, I've touched it." My throat felt dry and my heart raced, "It's in Hogwarts, one of the rooms we've all used - the eighth floor, stick fool Opposite Nabal's Tapestry...the Room of Requirement."