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Before Voldemort could catch Malfoy and his son, he felt angry about the decline of his own magic power and killed Bellare Strong, who cared about him. The Death Eaters were terrified, and they all stayed away from the Dark Lord whose eyes were glowing red. of.

Voldemort calmed down and looked around at the chaotic sound of people and horses on both sides. The Death Eaters, the giant legion summoned by him, and many dark creatures were forcibly extracting the lives of opponents. He suddenly regretted that Dumbledore could not see this scene .

The futile resistance of the weak, the moment when the bright side falls, how wonderful.An empire is built on the destruction of the old and decayed. Decay is a good thing, and decay can bring about innovation.

Dumbledore's baby boy didn't dare to show up for a long time, Voldemort snorted coldly, so what if he lost his Horcrux, how could a 16-year-old boy be his opponent?

The elder wand held high by Voldemort emitted a faint blue light.

The Quidditch pitch was covered by a thick, cold white mist. Tens of thousands of dementors in human form, about 3 meters high, and wearing black tattered cloaks were floating in the air like ghosts, with only gray and withered hands exposed. , they have no eyes, but have a large hole in the mouth.

They have been deliberately starved by Voldemort for a long time, and the soul meal tonight can feed his most loyal subordinates.

The voices of the guardian spirits erupted one after another, and there were very few wizards who could summon the silver-white patron saints in such a number, and even fewer could last for a few minutes.

"My lord! Look, it's Harry Potter!"

Some Death Eaters were speaking loudly, and they spread out, forming a single file, to make way for the Dark Lord.

The two beams of golden light and red light collided with each other. Draco was on the other side of the field. He could feel the gathering of strong magical energy. The two people in the prophecy triggered a magic explosion, shaking the ground, and the air brought a lot of static electricity, and the hair stood on end. rise.He came out of his hidden hiding place, wanting to get a better view.

The residents of the town have not been fully evacuated due to the insufficient number of Oro. A witch called out the name of the child. Draco saw the little girl in the yellow cloak, ignoring her mother's call, slipping into the forest, and the residents saw The best is the scene where the little girl stays with her mother obediently, while Draco stops under the tree.

He followed behind, after dozens of meters, he felt strange, the child's footsteps were faster than him in the dark forest?Draco could vaguely see a yellow figure 50 meters ahead, moving quickly.

He stepped over a particularly tall maple tree, and suddenly his wand was slapped away, and a powerful straight fist was punched in the abdomen. Draco was knocked to the ground, and the visitor immediately kicked him all over the body.

With a snap, the wand that had been with him for 16 years was broken and thrown under the tree at will. "The Dark Lord pays his respects to the Malfoy family." Duluha, a Death Eater who was good at stealth attacks, said to him.

Half of the boy had to lean against the tree trunk to barely stand. There were constant screams in the distance. He finally understood that he was deliberately lured here. The target of the Death Eaters was another Malfoy, Lu, who was in charge of guarding the residents. Hughes.

Voldemort cast a continuous Killing Curse, Harry held his breath, time stopped, and the scene in front of him unfolded in slow speed.

A few bright snowflakes fell, the dark devil's arrogant and bloodthirsty face, the green light slowly extended, approaching him, feeling the light pass through the body, a numbness and dull pain on the forehead, the whole body was surrounded by a mass of warm breath, similar to approaching The heat of a fire, in a comforting way.

Harry hadn't thought that the Kedra would be warm.

Slowly knelt on the ground with his knees, the overly warm heat made his head dizzy and his body weak, Harry simply lay down on the cold ground, trying to lower the temperature around his body, the hot eye sockets made his vision slightly blurred, he closed his eyes Eyelids, knowing he won and not needing to look, Harry exhaled, it was all over.

The gray clouds, trimmed with gold, herald the long-awaited light.

The elder wand flew high into the sky, and Voldemort let out a silent cry of anger, turning into black dust from his feet, his inhuman army fled in a panic, and the Death Eaters also fled one by one.

Death caught up to Voldemort pointing Harry's index finger, and the last black fragment floated into the air, and everything returned to peace.

Draco shuffled forward, the closer he got, the more he felt the biting cold, the cold and hopeless feeling rushed in from the soles of his feet, Draco looked towards the direction where the residents gathered, and saw his father lying on the ground with unknown injuries.

And the dementors grow rapidly from a single to a small group.He reached out and snatched a man's wand.

Draco stared straight ahead at the approaching dementor, a cloud of shapeless smoke burst from the tip of the unfamiliar wand, fear stabbed like a sharp knife, Draco knelt on one leg, trembling all over, he closed his eyes eyes, the memory of Harry embracing him.

A group of bright and clear silver deer appeared, and the small luminous body emitted dazzling silver light, making the dementors flee around like a small shrimp meeting a big fish. The powerful patron saint energy persisted until the dementors were defeated, giving Draco brings a strong and warm sense of security.

The Patronus transformed from a wolf form into a deeply symbolic fawn, and Draco followed the silver light bouncing lightly around until it disappeared.

The sky color ranges from deep purple, blue, to pinkish purple, and orange light shines through the clouds, signaling the end of the darkness.

Lucius' head rested on his son's lap, dark blood staining the grass where the two sat.

"Just a skin wound, kid..."

"I'm sorry, Father."

Lucius patted his son's arm.

Nymphadora approached Malfoy and his son in her original appearance, "Voldemort is dead." She shouted, with a sad and angry expression, bloodstains on her cheeks. Raco noticed her unusual expression.

Something was broken in the mighty Oro's eyes, and big tears kept gushing from Nymphadora's blue eyes, mixed with blood. "Oh, Harry..." she said mournfully.

Draco turned his head suddenly, the black hair and the body in the light blue coat lay on the ground on his back, no one dared to approach him, except for Wesley and Granger, who knelt on the ground with all expressions on their faces.

The sun rose from behind the clouds, and the orange light slowly climbed onto Draco's face, and Lucius noticed that the strands of blond hair that fell on his son's forehead slowly turned pure white.

He never imagined such an ending, part of his heart disintegrated along with the boy's expression.

The author has something to say: 1. The scene is enlarged to the whole, no longer focusing on the two people, and the war has become so old-fashioned...

2. The development of the emotional line, at a loss, how to write it is bloody