[hp] I like your unexpected arrival

"We need to destroy the Horcrux immediately," James said.

Voldemort is a rare genius in a century. He has an unprecedented ability to learn magic spells. Dumbledore may not be able to beat him.

His gaze turned to Sirius.

"I've already told Emmeline," he said, "I didn't see Nagini on the ground floor."

"Not on the second floor either." James frowned, "Isn't it in Voldemort's manor?"

Remus heard the sound of water dripping.

He turned his head subconsciously, and caught a glimpse of a figure flashing past him out of the corner of his eye.

He slowly put his hands in his pockets and held his breath.

They took advantage of Voldemort's attention to sneak in on Dumbledore, each responsible for finding the last Horcrux.

He is in charge of the third floor.

Remus took a step back calmly, and when he heard the sound of the snake leaping into the air, he immediately turned his head and threw the spell.

The pupils contracted a bit.

Remus grabbed the snake's open mouth tightly, and its foul-smelling saliva dripped on the floor, corroding the floor tiles.

His hands were exhausted, his whole body was pressed to the ground, and the snake's tail wrapped around his waist.

It wanted to strangle him to death.

Remus sensed its intention, gritted his teeth and stared at the pair of vertical pupils, the wizard's staff was right next to his head, but he had no chance to touch it now.

Even silent spells require a wizard's staff.

The tail wrapped around its waist became tighter and tighter, its saliva fell on his face, and the hot burning sensation caused Remus' face to crack immediately.

He will probably die here.

But that was okay, his life was good enough.

I went to Hogwarts, had two good friends, loved a girl who could never express my love, and experienced a war that I will never forget.

Good enough.

He pulled out a smile.

It was almost an instant, the snake's jaws were on his ribs, and he grabbed the wizard's staff.

"Avada Kedavra!"

The snake's body stopped moving, and it fell on him stiffly, its fangs still in his body.

At Hogwarts, Emmeline gripped the Sword of Gryffindor.

Without hesitation, she slashed down hard.

Voldemort screamed.

He once again felt the pain of tearing his soul. He covered his head and stared at Dumbledore with his scarlet eyes, which contained unmodified hatred and killing intent.

"So it was you." He looked at Chaos Finola in front of him, but he didn't know that only he could see him now, "So it was you."

The guy who tricked him twice out of his hands.

Dumbledore's spell hit him again, and Voldemort raised his wizard's staff to fight back, his eyes crazy and disgusted.

He hasn't completely lost his strength yet.

His body is equally powerful.

Knowing this, Chaos decided to tie his soul to his.

Voldemort froze for a moment.

In his body, two souls began to compete for the right to use the body.

His eyes suddenly changed, and Dumbledore's blue eyes stared at this young man who had faced the darkness earlier than him.

He closed his eyes.

Silver light rushed straight at him.

Voldemort had no way to stop the silver light attacking him, and his scarlet pupils looked there in disbelief.

Emmeline cuts down the last Horcrux.

Voldemort fell.

His eyes were still open, but he was dead.

The power he left in this world was about to disappear, and the Death Eaters who were still breaking the Hogwarts barrier felt that they were no longer as confident as they were just now, and panicked.

"Lord!! How could!!! Lord!!!!" Bellatrix yelled, "How could Lord die?!"

died?

What a joke.

The descendant of the great Slytherin, Lord Voldemort, how could he die?

Bellatrix threw the spell in a frenzy.

Her attack even hit the Death Eater, and she was completely insane, it was a kind of spiritual collapse.

Ogg was taken to the rear by Burns, and Madam Pomfrey was treating her for a serious gash in her abdomen.

She could no longer use her magic power, so she barely kept her eyes open.

A few more Hufflepuffs came in one after another. Anthony took care of everything and ran over, feeling oppressed by everything ahead.

Dead bodies are everywhere.

He can call people by name, but he can't call people by name.

What he knows, what he doesn't know.

The timid little wizards had already started to cry, and one after another died in front of them, making them hopeless for this duel.

He saw his protector, the Professor of Fantastic Beasts, sitting by the pillar.

"Professor Black." He ran forward, "Did you see White?"

Ogg didn't speak, just looked at him quietly.

Anthony was stunned, his lips trembled, and he muttered in disbelief: "...how could..."

Not long ago, White, who was still discussing with him whether to go to Australia after everything is over... is dead?

He almost lost his ability to think and walked numbly.

Hufflepuff passing by and in a hurry bumped into him, and he fell powerlessly to the ground, and suddenly burst out laughing unbearably.

Laughing, hugging his head, weeping silently.

How many more people will die?

How long will it continue?

He doesn't understand.

Why are they going through all this.

Who can stop it?

Who……

"Dumbledore is here!!!" I don't know who shouted.

Ogg subconsciously looked out the door, her legs couldn't use any strength, so she could only walk out while holding on to the wall, and the figure finally appeared in her sight.

Here comes Sirius.

He returned safely.

"Voldemort is dead!!!" Someone shouted again, "Dumbledore killed him! We won!!"

"we won!!!!"

"we won!!!"

The barrier was closed again.

Alastor Moody took the Aurors and caught almost every Death Eater, and Bellatrix yelled at Dumbledore before leaving.

She didn't want to believe the truth until the end.

They brought back the students who had died from the battle.

Too many people died.

Sirius still has some things to do, Ogg didn't follow, and suddenly heard a soft shout.

"Professor Black."

She turned her head and saw Anthony.

He took a paper Niffler out of his pocket.

——"How about I apologize to the professor?" White said after being rescued, "I'm sorry for Professor Ogg."

——"Then you have to do it for a long time." Anthony looked at him helplessly.

——The brown-haired boy said seriously: "I just want to see Professor Ogg smile, I like her smile."

At that time, their professor was rescued and was covered in injuries.

Anthony looked down.

"White did it," he said softly. "So, Professor, can you... never forget him?"

He accidentally caused you to lose your child, but I still have selfish intentions-can you always remember him?

How hard it is to forget someone.

Emmeline leaned against the window, feeling the hard-won warm wind after the war.

Just downstairs, the students were talking about cleaning the battlefield, and the optimistic Gryffindors even wanted to make a statue of Dumbledore in the center.

Emmeline looked over there with a faint smile.

"You're so boring!" said one of the sixth-grade Gryffindors. "If it were the Prewett seniors, they would definitely invest a lot of money to help me complete this great project!"

Emmeline froze for a moment, her smile slowly subsided, and she lowered her eyes.

"One?" said the person next to her.

Emmeline took it and didn't light it, just looked at the cigarette.

"It's finally over, don't you want to think about what to do next?" Burns narrowed his eyes, his face was hazy in the smoke.

Emmeline: "Probably travel around the world, how about you?"

Burns said nothing.

He smoked very quickly this time, only for a few seconds, Burns turned around, and waved his hand to say goodbye to her.

His family was tortured to death by Death Eaters because he was a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

His younger sister is also graduating this year.

Bones had heard that foxes would find out where they were born to die silently before they died.

He returned to his former home.

Burns remembers getting into a big fight with his family when he was in fifth grade.

He hated the pure-blood mixed blood they talked about, and also hated their old-fashioned ideas. He found the elder brother's endless teaching annoying, but he missed it so much when he lost it all.

He sat on the sofa and lit his last cigarette.

Ashes fell to the ground.

There's no one to deal with that anymore.

He is like an old man who has been busy with travel and dust, and finally returned to his hometown.

Then, fell into a deep sleep.

No one wakes up.

Heska was counting the dead.

She looked around suspiciously, "Where's Burns?"

There's so much to do, basically all the members of the Order of the Phoenix are here.

Emmeline patted her on the shoulder.

She found a stone step and sat down.

"Where's Li?"

"Going to the Ministry of Magic, with Moody." Hestia didn't look up. "He seems to have something to deal with."

Emmeline fell silent.

They were silent, and Heska said softly, "Bowens really doesn't want us to see him leave."

She wrote down his name.

Edgar Burns, died - June 1978.

"It seems that this time he is going to realize his dream." Emmeline smiled lightly, "He is like a 60-year-old drunk."

Heska also chuckled.

"What are you going to do after the war? Heska?"

The students were arguing about whether to make Dumbledore's statue or not. After the war, it was indeed a mixed atmosphere of sadness and happiness.

Some are gone, some are still there.

Start and continue.

The evening light shone on them, the sea breeze blew through Hogwarts with warmth, and owls flew in groups in the sky, streaking across the white clouds.

The little wizards in the first and second grades ran around to help their seniors.

There were cries and laughter.

Heska put down the list and looked into the distance.

"I haven't figured it out yet." She took a deep breath easily, "But I guess it must be a very interesting journey."

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Li, his cousin and Green had to settle accounts, and he never forgot.