I'm playing a big knife at HP

Voldemort led the Death Eaters and countless dark creatures to Hogwarts Castle.His voice, amplified many times over, echoed in terror across the playground: "Harry Potter is dead. He was killed as he fled, and he ran for his life while you gave your life for him. We Bring you his body to prove that your hero is indeed dead."

A Death Eater poked Hagrid with his wand, and Hagrid took a step forward weeping.The Death Eater turned Harry roughly so that the crowd could see his face.

Members of the Order of the Phoenix and Hogwarts teachers and students who had been hiding in the castle came out one by one and gathered in front of the castle in silence.

"We have won. My army is now greater than yours, and the Boy Who Lived is finished. Surrender! Whoever stands up, man, woman, and child, shall be shot, and all their families shall be killed."

Voldemort paused, his voice no longer grim.He slowed down his speech, and at first glance, he seemed to be somewhat rational and tender: "Now, get out of the castle and kneel in front of me, and you will be forgiven. Your parents, children, brothers and sisters will also be forgiven, Live on, you and me into the new world we will build together."

The four deans and members of the Order of the Phoenix stood at the front, and behind them were the students covered in dust and sweat.Everyone stared at Voldemort in silence.

Voldemort waved, and several Death Eaters pushed and tugged Hagrid to the front, turning Harry's face toward the Resistance.Hagrid wailed.

The expressions of everyone in the Order of the Phoenix changed.

When they saw Harry's body, their faces were full of wariness and distrust—how easy it was for a wizard to fake a corpse—but Hagrid's tears made them realize the truth.The vigilance turned to horror, and the horror turned to great sorrow.

"Do not--!"

Even with Hogwarts Castle collapsing on top of him at this moment, Sirius Black could not have uttered a more desperate cry than this.There were five bloodstains on his cheek with his left hand, but he didn't notice it.

"No!" "No!" "Harry!"

Ron, Hermione, Ginny, and Professor McGonagall cried out in pain.

"Quiet!" shouted Voldemort, throwing a powerful Silencing Charm, and for a moment all the crying and cursing was suppressed under the spell's force, "It's over! Hagrid, put him at my feet, he deserves only Stay here!"

Harry was placed gently on the grass.

"See?" Voldemort paced back and forth. "Harry Potter is dead! You deluded ones, do you understand now? He's nothing at all—"

His words were interrupted by a howling green light.Sirius Black rushed out as if mad, and shot the Death Curse at Voldemort one after another.The tears on his face were mixed with blood, and the hatred distorted his handsome face so that it was almost not human.He charged at the enemy, ignoring dozens of spells flying towards him, calling Avada Kedavra over and over again.

Voldemort's casting speed was faster than his, and the green lights were knocked away.Sirius gave up his defense long ago, and the spell rained down on him, exploding countless sparks.

"Sirius! No!" Lupine yelled in despair, running his hands through his hair.

The light from the spell explosion went out, and Sirius Black was still standing there, touching his cheek and chest in a daze, as if he didn't quite understand why he wasn't dead.

Behind him came a witch with a sharp sword.

"Marciana LaRosa," said Voldemort slowly, "see you again. It's over. You're good at defense, but you can stop this one, you can stop every shot Is it the curse of those behind you? For their good, you should convince them to surrender to me. Go, I will spare your life and their life. Not everyone gets two chances with the Dark Lord, you have to cherish."

Marciana smiled: "Actually, defense is not what I am best at."

She raised her hands, and a fire dragon that was so bright that it was almost white roared out from the tip of the sword.Voldemort quickly put up his defenses.The fire dragon hit the magic barrier with such force that it pushed him back again and again.Free, furious, stripped of all restraint and control, the flames leaped at the Death Eaters with joy.The barely erected defenses of the Death Eaters were swallowed up almost immediately. They screamed and tried to extinguish the magic fire while running in the opposite direction desperately.

The fire dragon drove the Death Eaters nearly a hundred meters away before disappearing.In the place where it ravaged just now, it left behind a large black scorched earth.

Marciana shrugged at Sirius whose face was blown ashes: "I understand your cousin a little bit. It feels good to be out of control."

Neville cheered up, raised the silver Gryffindor sword in his right hand, raised his arms and shouted: "Dumbledore's Army!" The students behind him shouted in unison, and the sadness and depression brought by Harry suddenly stopped. Sweeping away, anger and hatred made every student arouse endless courage.

In the chaos, no one noticed that Harry, who was supposed to be lying on the grass, had disappeared without a trace.

Under the leadership of Professor McGonagall, the resistance army retreated back to the castle, each occupying a favorable position to prepare for defense.

Voldemort wiped the ashes from his face, his facial muscles twitching.

"Very good! Very good! You have lost your last chance. Everyone here will die, and your family and friends will also be buried with you!"

He winked at Fenrir Greyback behind him, and Fenrir howled. Suddenly, the fingernails of his fingers grew longer, his upper body became thicker, and a lot of hair grew.What was even more frightening was that there were hundreds of wizards behind him who also howled and echoed, twisting into strange shapes covered with thick hair.

"Oops!" Lupine cursed, and Sirius asked what was going on.

"Fenrir can be half-lycanthropy-retain some werewolf characteristics, strength, speed, certain magic resistance, etc. when the moon is not full. I didn't know that he taught other werewolves the trick of half-lycanthropy !"

Fenrir took the lead and rushed towards Marciana at an inhuman speed, grinning and roaring: "My reward! You should belong to me!"

Then he was hit by a buckler and thrown far away.

But not far behind him, a large number of half-werewolves with amazing speed were rushing towards the wizards in Hogwarts. They still held wands in their hands, and the wands shot out flashes of light.

The speed and strength are far beyond ordinary people, they can use magic, and they have magic resistance, which means that almost every werewolf can fight against Marciana alone, and there are hundreds of them in front of them.

It's a fart.

"Enter the castle! Close the gate!" Marciana drove the wizards back to the castle, and closed the wooden gate tightly.Professor McGonagall waved his wand, and a dozen gargoyles flew down from the outer wall of the castle and blocked the door.The half-wolves roared and rushed to the gargoyle. Several people surrounded a gargoyle, their claws fluttering, and soon the gargoyle turned into a pile of rubble.They threw themselves in front of the wooden door, banging and grabbing the door frantically, and the curses were blasted on it one after another. If it weren't for the defensive spell, the wooden door half an arm thick would have been turned into sawdust long ago.

The students huddled together nervously, as wizards from the Order of the Phoenix held up in front of them, each with their wands raised, ready to resist the influx of werewolves as the wooden doors collapsed.

At this moment, an ethereal and melodious singing came from outside the window.

In the night sky, a flaming bird glided over the heads of the half-wolves, clutching in its claws a strangely large potion bottle.

Fox let go of his claws, the medicine bottle shattered among the werewolves, and a dense purple mist spread out.

Under Fenrir Greyback's horrified gaze, the half-wolfs fell one by one, and soon he was the only werewolf standing.He desperately shook an unconscious werewolf next to him, who not only did not wake up, but also snored heavily.Fenrir was so angry that his eyes were red, and he roared: "We have been plotted against!" He looked around at the sleeping werewolves, and suddenly realized why he was the only one who didn't get caught - he never took chamaejasme potion.

"There's something wrong with Wolfsbane!" he roared. "Severus Snape! He's a traitor! We've been plotted against by Snape!"

Everyone in the castle vaguely heard his roar and looked at each other.

How cunning, Marciana couldn't help laughing, and a stream of tears fell with her smile.

At this time Voldemort has rushed to the castle.He roughly pushed Fenrir away, and with a wave of his wand, the gate of the castle was blasted open by tremendous magic power.

The werewolves following him had all been brought down, and a dozen giants were stranded on the south bank of the Black Lake, fighting and playing boredly, but behind him were several powerful Death Eaters, a group of ordinary wizards who had been cast with the Imperius Curse, and There was a black mass of dementors.

Fighting broke out immediately.

Sirius was the first to pounce on Voldemort, Kingsley and Lupine immediately stepped forward, and the three of them worked together to barely draw with Voldemort.The dementors rushed towards the students with deep despair and chills, and the DA members stood shoulder to shoulder, drawing courage and warmth from each other, and releasing patron saints one by one.Silver horses, rabbits, otters, swans, and hounds galloped away to scatter the dementors. Even the smallest and weakest-looking patron saint had a brilliance that could not be ignored, and drove the dementors far away.Molly and Tonks teamed up to hold Bellatrix down. Marciana fought with Fenrir and several Death Eaters, and the battle was stalemate for a while.

Voldemort came with the confidence to crush Hogwarts, but in the end he was dragged back by the mob in his eyes, and his anger grew higher and higher.After stopping Sirius with a spell, Voldemort suddenly raised his wand on his chest and slammed it down as if he was holding a cane.A huge magical force exploded with him as the center of the sphere, and Sirius, Lupine and Kingsley were blown far away, and fell to the ground and couldn't get up for a long time.Voldemort walked towards Sirius who was struggling to climb towards the wand step by step, lifted his lips into a smile, and raised his wand.Suddenly, a clear "Armor Protection" sounded, and the light of the Iron Armor Curse blocked Sirius.

Voldemort and Sirius looked around at the same time, wondering if the familiar voice was hallucinatory.

Harry Potter lifted the cloak of invisibility and appeared in front of everyone.

"Harry!!" "He's alive!" "Harry Potter is alive!"

Cheers resounded through the auditorium.Fear appeared on every Death Eater's face, and even Voldemort had an expression of disbelief.

Marciana smiled, watching the boy bravely confront Voldemort, refusing Voldemort's lies without flinching.She felt an invisible powerful wizard appearing beside her, and knew that Dumbledore was standing beside her, and probably watched the scene in front of her with the same relief as her.

Although Harry and Voldemort couldn't see Dumbledore, they didn't forget him.

"Dumbledore is dead!" Voldemort stabbed the words viciously at the members of the Order of the Phoenix, as if reminding them of his own strength, "His body is rotting in the marble tomb on the wasteland of this castle, I saw it, Potter, he's never coming back!"

Professor McGonagall gritted her teeth, and Professor Sprout's eyes were red.Marciana gave a schadenfreude smile to the invisible man beside her, knowing that the old wizard would inevitably have a troubled explanation afterwards.

Harry explained calmly: "—Dumbledore himself chose the way of death, he chose it a few months before he died, and he and the man you thought was your servant arranged everything together. Severus Snape is not your man."

Marciana straightened up.Sirius, Lupine and the Heads of Hogwarts all looked at Harry in surprise.

"Snape was Dumbledore's man, he's been Dumbledore's man since long before you started hunting my mother. You never found out because you don't understand that sort of thing."

Marciana did not expect Snape's identity to be revealed under such circumstances.Great, she thought happily, even if something happened to the two insiders, Dumbledore and I, Snape would no longer bear the notoriety of being a Death Eater.Everyone present can attest to his innocence.

He is truly free.

Harry went on quietly: "He's loved her almost all his life, since they were children. Actually, you should have found out. He begged you to spare my mother's life, didn't you?"

Marciana's smile froze, and she couldn't help scratching her chin—one shouldn't like to gloat too much, the retribution comes too fast.

It's an embarrassing position right now.

Voldemort sneered: "He longed for her, that's all."

"You've never seen Snape summon a Patronus, have you, Riddle?" said Harry triumphantly. "Snape's Patronus is—"

Harry's words were interrupted by a loud and old voice: "That's right!"

A bright light like a white flame appeared around the confronting two people, and the onlookers couldn't help squinting their eyes. After the bright light dissipated, an old wizard with white beard and white hair stood in the middle of the crowd.

Voldemort stared at the person in front of him as if he had seen a ghost, and Professor McGonagall sobbed and covered his mouth.

"Tom, Harry was right, Severus was mine. He even faked my death for me." Dumbledore said solemnly, "And Tom, your Horcruxes have all been wiped out. Repent, it's all over."

Extreme horror appeared on Voldemort's face, and people couldn't help but wonder that the face with only half of the features of the face could still make such an expression.However, this horror is quickly replaced by coldness, stubbornness and anger.

"So what! You destroyed my Horcruxes, and I can do more later," said Voldemort grimly. "You and Potter are still alive, but if I can manage to kill you once, I can kill you again." .Dumbledore, you may have been powerful once, but you are old, and even the Elder Wand has recognized me as master."

The magic power, so powerful as to make people's hair stand on end, condensed in Voldemort's hands.

"Dumbledore, I'm not afraid of you."

In an almost blinding flash of spells, Voldemort's and Dumbledore's magic collided.Like a signal, the two parties in the castle fought together again.Both sides revealed their hole cards, knowing that today must be life and death, and the wizards entangled their opponents more fiercely than ever before.With her speed, Marciana surrounded the two wings of the castle and knocked down the Death Eaters who wanted to attack the students one by one.Among the chaotic crowd, she saw a pair of blond figures.

Lucius and Narcissa Malfoy were not in the fight, they were running, calling out Draco's name.Seeing Marciana appearing in front of them, the Malfoys stopped in their tracks.

Seeing Marciana holding a sharp sword and her clothes soaked in blood, Lucius' face turned pale, and he pulled out his wand and stopped his wife behind him: "We just want to find our son."

Narcissa held her wand and nervously tugged at her husband's arm.

"At least let her go." Lucius Malfoy made a last effort, "Narcissa just covered your savior, she saved Harry Potter's life."

Marciana gave them a cold look.

"I promised someone to let you go." She moved sideways, "Draco Malfoy is in the Slytherin lounge."

Marciana watched as the Malfoys ran towards the cellar and rejoined the battlefield.At this point, the battle was almost over.Bellatrix is ​​the only Death Eater who is still standing. Over a hundred Hogwarts teachers and students and members of the Order of the Phoenix are stalking Voldemort who is dueling with Dumbledore.

Even Voldemort couldn't deal with so many wizards at the same time, let alone Dumbledore.

Between life and death, Voldemort suddenly erupted with enormous power, which actually knocked Dumbledore back a few steps.He looked around and found that he was alone and helpless - all the Death Eaters had been knocked down, only Bella was still fighting bravely.He cast a complicated glance at the loyal dark-haired witch.

Bella seemed to feel something, and turned her head to smile at him.

The next moment, Voldemort rose from the ground and flew towards the outside of Hogwarts in the form of smoke.

"No! Master! Don't leave me behind!" Bella yelled with utter dismay.

Harry growled even louder: "He's running! Stop him!"

Without his reminding, Dumbledore had already thrown several impediment spells into the air, and all the wizards on the ground also shot spells one after another.

But the countless spells were shot empty.Swifter and more agile than any broomstick, Voldemort bypassed the Obstructing Charm, rushed out of the castle gates, and flew out of Hogwarts.

Once Voldemort is out of the confines of Hogwarts, he can Apparate.Now that Voldemort knew that the Horcruxes were all destroyed, he would definitely make them again, and this time he would definitely hide them more secretly than before.The connection between Harry and him had been severed, and it was impossible to know the whereabouts of the Horcrux.

Dumbledore was anxious, but saw another figure rising from the castle, which also turned into smoke, and chased him at a speed not slower than Voldemort.Dumbledore hurriedly chased out of the castle, followed by the four deans.

"Deans, close Hogwarts with me!" Dumbledore shouted, raised his wand and began to chant a long spell.

"That's - Martha?" Slughorn stared blankly at the other figure entwining Voldemort in the air. "She could fly - how could she - God - such power -"

Professor McGonagall gave him a hand and rolled his eyes.Slughorn quickly raised his wand, and chanted the spell together with other professors.

Harry looked around in surprise.A magic barrier gradually rose on the boundary of Hogwarts, and brilliant magic light flowed on the barrier, like light and shadow reflected on glass.

Harry saw a spherical magical barrier enveloping Hogwarts Castle a little bit, and suddenly remembered that kind of glass snow globe.

In the air, two smoky figures were entangled, and lightning and green lights lit up from time to time.Harry couldn't see who had the upper hand, but one of the figures was indeed pushed closer to the ground.

Voldemort was forced back to the ground, and his figure emerged.He looked back at the large army of the Order of the Phoenix that was chasing him, and at Marciana who also fell back to the ground, with murderous intent in his eyes.Marciana held a shield in her left hand and a sword in her right, with an undisguised murderous look on her face.

This is no longer a duel between good and evil, this is the most primitive and purest struggle - the winner lives, the loser dies.

Harry felt his hands sweat profusely as he watched the flashes of enchanted spells flickering in the distance.Voldemort is my destined enemy, he thought, and I cannot let Dumbledore and Professor LaRosa fight this battle for me.I must try to help.

Marciana felt herself entering a strange state.She had never met a stronger opponent than Voldemort, and she had never been so focused. She heard the trajectory of each spell coming, so fast and so strong, she had to concentrate to avoid each one, Find the opening to counterattack.From being reluctant to resist at the beginning, she gradually became evenly matched.Even Voldemort didn't have infinite focus, magic, and physical strength—perhaps his desire to live was greater than anyone's, but Marciana's stamina was superior.

In a little while, she thought, she'd have the upper hand.

No one on the battlefield noticed, a dusty figure sneaked up to Marciana in the flash of flying spells.

Marciana smashed a death curse with her left hand, and was about to raise her hand to attack, when she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her right wrist.She lowered her head and found that a complete werewolf was biting her right hand tightly, her eyes were full of complacency.

You have to be mine after all—she saw that clearly in Fenrir Greyback's eyes.In the next second, Fenrir was hit by a flying death curse.His eyes were wide open and he lost his breath, with a smile on his face.

Marciana didn't know why Fenrir could completely transform into a werewolf on a night that wasn't a full moon, but she knew that the werewolf poison was spreading upwards along her bitten wrist.

Soon, she'll turn into a werewolf.

Marciana clenched her teeth, and the round shield in her left hand lit up with blue light, and she swung it violently.The sharp edge of the round shield brushed under her shoulder, and her right arm fell, blood gushing out.She kicked Fenrir away who was still holding the arm.

I am never yours.

Voldemort saw the changes in front of him, his eyes swept over the sharp sword held in the severed arm, and he smiled.He knew that Marciana's wand was in the sword, and the witch without her wand could not fly, and could no longer stop him from fleeing.

At this moment, the spherical shield is about to close, but there is still a small gap in the sky.

Voldemort looked up at the shrinking life door, knowing that with his own speed, he could rush out before it disappeared.

"Hey, you seem to have forgotten why you came to Hogwarts?" Marciana said suddenly.

Voldemort looked at her reflexively, his eyes fixed.

The witch held an old crown in her left hand and shook it.

His last Horcrux.Voldemort's soul is already very unstable, and he himself is not sure whether he can successfully split another Horcrux.This last piece of soul was at stake for him.

Marciana raised her hand and threw the crown far away.

Voldemort whizzed past and caught the diadem before it hit the ground.But after taking a closer look, he realized that there was a big hole in the crown: the Horcrux had been destroyed.He raised his head furiously, but saw a small pistol pointed at him.

Marciana pulled the trigger.

This is not some goblin product, this is just a pistol that she modified herself to fire special bullets engraved with magic patterns.She wasn't very skilled, and the gun was erratic and only fired five rounds at best, so she always had it with her, but almost never used it.

The first shot, the barrel was hot.

On the second shot, the barrel turned red.

In the third shot, the barrel has been slightly deformed.

On the fourth shot, the barrel split.

The fifth round exploded.

The bullet flew towards Voldemort with a flash of magic, faster than any spell.

Voldemort cast a defensive spell the moment he saw the pistol, barely taking effect when the first bullet arrived.Layer after layer of defense was shattered, and the tremor made Voldemort's arm a little numb.After the bullets were fired, there was still a thin layer of defense in front of him.

Voldemort's right hand trembled slightly, knowing that another wave of such attacks would be difficult for him to resist, and he couldn't help feeling a little thankful that the opponent's pistol was destroyed.At this moment, he heard a burst of hearty laughter.

He looked up and found the witch who had lost her wand, her right arm, and her left hand was bloody, laughing heartily.

Voldemort suddenly remembered something and looked up.

The last gap in the magic barrier closed.

The wizards of the Order of the Phoenix had almost caught up. Voldemort looked down at Marciana, and what greeted his gaze was a middle finger covered in blood.

Harry ran ahead of everyone in the Order of the Phoenix.He heard Marciana's hearty laughter, saw the twisted expression on Voldemort's face, and felt the terrifying Killing Curse gathered in his right hand wand.

"Avada Kedavra!"

"Except your weapons!"

The green light from Voldemort's wand collided with the red light from Harry's wand, golden flames shot up, and the Elder Wand spun into the air and was caught by Harry's hand.

Voldemort was still standing, still pointing at Marciana's empty right hand, the scarlet eyes lifeless.He fell back and landed with a thud, not even splashing much dust.

Marciana was also lying on her back.With her face pressed against the ground, she felt the tremor of footsteps, and heard overwhelming cheers in her ears.She looked quietly at the sky.Outside the spherical magic shield, the sky has turned into a slightly transparent blue, and the first light of dawn should have already lit up on the horizon.

A heart-shaped face covered with tears appeared in front of her eyes. The short pink hair on the head was stained with dust, but it was still conspicuous.While Tonks helped her up, he took out the blood tonic and poured it into her mouth, while Lupine was busy throwing healing spells at the wound on her right arm.

With the twilight of morning light, Marciana looked up and looked around.Not far away, Sirius Black hugged Harry tightly.Professor McGonagall said something to Dumbledore, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.The Weasleys were huddled together, a cluster of shaggy red hair standing out.Fred and George kept cracking jokes, and people around them - including Percy - burst into fits of laughter.Students poured out of the castle.Colin Creevey pestered Neville excitedly, asking him how he pulled out the Gryffindor sword and killed the big snake.The Malfoy family huddled together, Crabbe dropped Draco, and shouted side by side with Pansy Parkinson, running around looking for his parents.

Marciana felt a permanent burden leave her.

She helped Tonks stand up, groped between the collarbone, the blood from her left palm made a small ball around her neck.Marciana held the ball and pulled it hard, and the necklace broke.The snow globe returned to its original size in her hand.

"Goodbye, Julia." Marciana said softly, spinning the ball a few times with one hand.

A voice from more than ten years ago disappeared with the wind.

Marciana smiled, raised the snow globe high with her left hand, and absorbed the cheers of celebration around her, Sirius' laughter, Fred's jokes, Colin's questions, and even Tonks A flustered apology when tripping someone up.

Lively, full of hope, the voice of life.

She stuffed the snow globe into her pocket and walked slowly outside Hogwarts.

She passed Cho Chang and saw the girl remove a pendant from her neck, and the pendant became a golden egg.Cho held the golden egg in her hand and smiled softly and sadly.She passed Professor Trelawney, and the Divination professor was shouting at Lavender that she had seen auspicious omens, great auspicious omens.As she passed Dumbledore, the old wizard stopped her.

"Marciana, where are you going?"

"St. Mungo's." She gave a big, hopeful smile. "I'm going to St. Mungo's."

The author has something to say: Maye: Unexpected!I am a hand-cutting maniac, and when I go crazy, I will chop myself! (I've been waiting for this joke for a long time, it's killing me)

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Harry: Snape has a crush on my mother! !

Martha: Oh :)

Harry: I have proof!His Patronus is—

Dumbledore (surviving with fright): I beg you, boy, stop! ! ! !

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Who remembers the little pistol I mentioned at the end of Chapter 40?The one tied to Maye’s lap while listening to the song?Do you think I have forgotten that I gave Maye a gun?I, after waiting for more than half a book, am holding back my big move here!Maye mentioned that she couldn't ask the goblin to modify her gun|arms because of poverty, so... well, it's really serious that the product quality is not up to standard.

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Readers who feel that there are still clues that have not been explained, or readers who have some questions, don’t worry, there will be an afterword, which will explain clearly.

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In memory of a character I love so much in the original:

Fred: Died by explosion;

Crabbe: Died of Fiendfire out of control;

Dumbledore: The curse of death, later killed by Snape;

Lupine, Tonks, Sirius, Colin Creevey: died in battle;

Lavender Brown: Bitten by Fenrir, life or death unknown.